Yuto was taken aback by how forward the hero was, making him uneasy.

["Seriously, what is this guy's deal? Can't he take a hint?"]

Yuto was at this point unsure of how to react to the unexpected display of affection.

["System, any suggestions?"]

Yuto asked desperately, hoping for some guidance or assistance on how to handle the situation.

<- System ->

1. Beat the shit out of him to forget

2. The lame excuse that will make you look stupid

3. Use your status (may affect future events)

4. Scream for help

5. Slap him and act indifferent

Yuto mentally weighed his options, not liking any of them particularly but knowing that he had to do something about the moron in front of him.

["I can't beat him up, I suppose. That would just make everything more complicated"] he crossed option 1 off the list.

Option 2 seemed too obvious and lame, so he dismissed it as well.

Option 3 caught his attention.

["Hmph, I suppose it wouldn't hurt to use my royal status as 'the princess' to get the hero off my back"]

"Wanless, dear I have an important responsibility to attend to right now," Yuto said, his tone firm and princess-like "I understand your... affection, but I simply cannot entertain your requests at this moment"

"So, please understand, dear. We will have plenty of time for you to shower me with affection after I've taken care of my responsibilities"

Yuto added, trying to sound authoritative and sweet simultaneously.

He held his breath, hoping that the hero would finally back off.

Yuto's firm and authority took Wanless off guard.

He slowly released his embrace and took a step back, "Oh, I apologize, Rose. I didn't know you had important matters to tend to. Please do not mind me. I shall take my leave," he replied, sounding a bit flustered and sheepish.

Yuto breathed a sigh of relief, feeling the tension slowly dissipate, "Thank you for understanding, dear. We shall talk later" he said, giving the hero a small smile before turning away and walking off to continue his mission.

Yuto was relieved that he had managed to handle the situation without causing a fuss, but he also felt uneasy about the hero's persistent and clingy behavior.

["I'll have to be more careful in the future. I can't let this Wanless guy get too close"]

Yuto was hoping that he would be able to keep his distance from the hero from now on.

"I was this close to just punching him, so close to putting my fake ladylike manners aside and teaching him a lesson"

He sighed, feeling a mix of annoyance and relief simultaneously, "Well, at least he's finally backed off for now. Let's hope he doesn't get any more 'clingy' ideas"

With that thought, Yuto continued on his way, determined to move forward and continue his mission, while also keeping an eye out for any further unexpected encounters with the clingy paladin.

As he walked, he reminded himself to keep a polite mask of 'the princess' whenever he was around others. He didn't want to arouse suspicion by acting differently from the usual 'princess'.

While it felt frustrating to have to maintain a charade, he knew he needed to stay safe and avoid causing any trouble while in the princess's body.

Using his status, Yuto obtained the wine barrel and had it brought to his room after exploring the castle a bit more he decided it was better to wait in his room, he felt a mix of satisfaction and relief.

Now that he had what he needed, he could finally fulfill his promise to the dwarf, and get one step closer to obtaining the armor he desperately needed

However, the door to his room suddenly burst open, revealing the dwarf standing at the entrance, looking visibly impatient, "There you are, Lass. I was beginning to worry that you had forgotten about our deal" he said gruffly, raising an eyebrow at Yuto and the glass of wine he had just poured himself.

Yuto quickly composed himself and put on a polite smile, despite being startled by the sudden entrance, "Ah, Mr. Blacksmith! I apologize if I kept you waiting. I was just making sure the wine was of the finest quality for you" he replied, holding up a bottle of Dragon's Breath Wine and offering it to the dwarf.

He hoped that the explanation would sufficiently quell the dwarf's impatience, "Is that what I think it is?"

Yuto nodded, still smiling politely. "Indeed it is, Mr. Blacksmith. Dragon's Breath Wine is the finest and most prized liquor in the kingdom. I trust it will be suitable for our bargain?"

"The names Firestone, Lass don't forget, and that wine looks delicious"

"I'm glad to hear that the wine meets your expectations. Shall we proceed with our bargain then?"

He added, still holding the bottle out towards Firestone (In fact he was hoping with bottle would be enough so he could keep the barrel in the back of his room)

Firestone nodded, a satisfied grin forming on his face. "Indeed, lass. Let's get started on that armor then. With a bottle of Dragon's Breath Wine as a reward, you'll see the finest armor ever" he said, eagerly taking the bottle from Yuto's hands.

Yuto couldn't help but feel a sense of relief and achievement, knowing that he had secured the assistance of the renowned blacksmith, ["Seems like this bargain has paid off,"] he thought silently

"I'm grateful for your assistance, Firestone. I trust in your expertise and craftsmanship to create formidable armor. I look forward to seeing the finished product"

Yuto said with a genuine smile, feeling more confident that he would soon get the protection he desperately needed

Firestone after getting himself drunk led Yuto down to the workshop, the air was thick with the scent of iron and smoke, it was clear that Firestone kept his word and started to craft the armor as soon as Yuto left.

"Right then, Lass. Let's get started on that armor. Have a seat over there," he said, pointing towards a bench in the corner of the room.

Yuto did as instructed, taking a seat on the indicated bench. He observed the chaotic yet organized state of the workshop, appreciating the craftiness of the dwarf.

"Now Lass ready to feast your eyes?"

Yuto was ready and nodded, his gaze fixed on Firestone, anticipation building up inside him.

"Indeed, Firestone. Let's see it"

Firestone pulled out a shimmering set of armor from behind a large curtain. The armor had a sleek and sturdy appearance, with plates of metal overlapping seamlessly.

The metal itself looked like it was of high quality as if it could withstand powerful impacts or sharp weapons.

The armor had been crafted with great attention to detail. It was clear that Firestone had put a lot of effort into creating this piece.

Yuto was taken aback by the sheer beauty and craftsmanship of the armor, and he found himself completely speechless.

It was perhaps one of the most beautiful armor sets he had seen apart from his actual one that was made of magic.

This one was simply an amazing work of art, "This armor is magnificent. How much do I owe you?"

"Lass you already gave me this wine that is worth more than the materials I've used"

Yuto felt a slight jolt of surprise at Firestone's words. He had expected the armor to cost a significant amount, but the fact that the Firestone had already accepted the Dragon's Breath Wine as payment was unexpected (and the fact he still had a whole ass barrow in his room)

"Are... you sure, Firestone?" Yuto asked hesitantly

Firestone nodded firmly. "I don't accept payment for inferior products, lass. This armor is worth more than any coin you could give me”

“Consider it a token of my appreciation for the fine wine you've given me”

Yuto pondered for a moment, contemplating whether to push the matter further. He eventually decided not to argue, understanding that Firestone took pride in his work and was satisfied with the Dragon's Breath Wine as payment.

"Very well, then. I accept your generosity, Firestone. Thank you for crafting such a masterpiece," Yuto said, a warm expression on his face.

The princess's beauty was indeed something else as even an old coot like Firestone blushed at how beautiful that smile was, such a radiant smile.

Despite his gruff demeanor, he found himself flustered by the princess's beauty for a fleeting moment.

However, he quickly regained his composure and cleared his throat, attempting to hide his momentary embarrassment, "Erm, right then, lass. Shall we proceed to fit the armor?" Firestone said, hastily changing the subject

Yuto noticed Firestone's momentary flustered expression but decided not to comment on it. Instead, he smiled warmly and nodded in agreement.

"Indeed, Firestone. Let's proceed with the fitting of the armor"

He stood up from the bench, ready to try on the meticulously crafted armor.

Firestone led Yuto to a small corner of the room, which had a makeshift dressing area.

There was a tall mirror, a stool, and a few clothing racks nearby, "Right then, lass. You can change here," Firestone said, gesturing to the area.

Yuto slipped into the armor, feeling its weight and coolness encasing his body, he adjusted the armor, marveling at how perfectly it fit.

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He had expected some discomfort or difficulty in moving around, but the armor was surprisingly comfortable and allowed him a wide range of motion.

He stood in front of the mirror, admiring the gleaming metal that now covered his upper body, after a few moments, he called out to Firestone, signaling that he was ready to help with the fitting process.

Firestone walked over to Yuto, his gaze scrutinizing and precise. He inspected the armor closely, checking the fit and adjusting straps as needed.

"You look like a proper warrior, lass," Firestone remarked, a hint of pride evident in his voice, "The armor seems to fit perfectly. How does it feel?"

Yuto moved around a bit, testing the armor's mobility and comfort, "It fits perfectly, Firestone," Yuto replied, a satisfied smile on his face.

"I feel ready to face any challenges that come my way now. Thank you for your incredible craftsmanship"

Firestone smiled, "Alright, you can leave. If you have any problems, you can come by anytime"

"Thank you, I will take good care of the armor you've crafted so diligently"

"Wait a minute Lass"

Yuto stopped, turning to face Firestone with a questioning look, "Yes? What is it, Firestone?"

Firestone threw a sword at Yuto, "On the house, I know your weak ass needs a light sword to swing"

Yuto caught the sword with ease, surprised by its lightness. He inspected it closely, noting its sleek design and sharp edge.

It was indeed a beautiful weapon, suitable for his warrior princess persona.

"Thank you, Firestone," he said with genuine gratitude, "This sword is perfect for my fighting style. I'll make good use of it, I assure you"

With the new sword in hand, Yuto left Firestone's workshop, he had acquired the armor he needed and now he wielded a suitable sword as well, the princess's charm had served him well.

["Wait a damn minute, when did smiling come so easily?"]

"I AM A MAN!"

He forgot his true identity momentarily. The abrupt shock snapped him back to reality, and he found himself lying flat on the ground.

"Dammit!" he muttered, still gripping the sword tightly.

"I can't let myself get carried away like that. I'm a man for crying out loud!"

Yuto took a deep breath, trying to shake off the lingering confusion and uncertainty.

<- System ->

[ Hehe that's funny ]

Hearing the System's response in his head, Yuto rolled his eyes and pushed himself back up, glaring at nothing in particular.

"Not funny, System. Do you have to rub it in?" he grumbled.

<- System ->

[ Well it is, I never thought I would see you in such a state of panic ]

Yuto scoffed, "Alright, alright. I know it's ironic in a messed-up way," he acknowledged, dusting himself off.

"But let's keep this whole 'princess' thing strictly in character from now on, you got it?"

<- System ->

[ Where did the beautiful smile you just show go? ]

"You know what, System?" he retorted, attempting to regain some semblance of composure.

"Shut up and focus on our mission. We have more pressing matters to attend to than my misfortune of running into a weirdo"

<- System ->

[ As you wish]

[ New quest: Kill 5 demons in a low-level dungeon ]

"Demons, huh? I guess the time for games is over," he thought, determination setting in.

"System, guide me to the dungeon entrance. Time to put this new armor and sword to good use"

<- System ->

[ Now guiding ]

Yuto followed the System's guidance which led him to the entrance of the dungeon.

As he approached, he could already sense the presence of malevolent energy radiating from the depths below, it was a gloomy atmosphere and it took him about 20 minutes of walking and running just to get there without being seen or noticed.

"Time to show these demons what a true warrior princess is made of"

Frustration and embarrassment welled up within Yuto as he fell once again, his slip of the tongue echoing in his mind.

"I AM A MAN!"

"Dammit! Why do I keep doing that?" he seethed, getting to his feet with a huff.

"I am the Sword Saint's disciple, not some delicate princess! Get a grip, Yuto"

Yuto took a deep breath, composing himself. He couldn't afford to let his identity crisis distract him when demons awaited his blade's wrath.

Straightening his stance and gripping the sword tightly, he focused his mind on the task at hand.

"No more slips," he muttered grimly, he put his hair in a ponytail and set himself straight before he ventured into the entrance of the dungeon.

The descent into the dungeon was eerie, but Yuto pressed forward, guided by the glow of torches and the System's directions.

He passed by stone walls adorned with grotesque carvings, the whispers of malice echoing through the cavernous halls.

"Keep it together, Yuto," he murmured to himself, his grip on the sword firming.

"Focus on the mission. Find the demons, and end them, this ain't your first time, just stuck in another body"

Yuto's heart raced as he rounded a corner and spotted a group of demons lurking in the shadows.

Their glowing red eyes gleamed with evil intent, baring sharp teeth in a sinister grin.

"All there," Yuto thought, assessing the situation.

"This shouldn't be too much trouble"

He raised his sword, assuming a defensive stance, "Come and get me, demons. I'll send you all back to the abyss"

The demons didn't hesitate, lunging towards Yuto with their claws extended. He sidestepped one attack, blocking another with his sword.

The impact sent ripples of vibration up his arm, yet he held firm, retaliating with a sharp counterattack, "I won't go down that easily," he grunted, evading a snap from one of the demons' massive jaws.

"Keep coming!"

Yuto's instincts kicked in as he danced through the onslaught, parrying and striking with calculated grace.

His swordsmanship was a blur of motion, each swing and thrust aimed at vitals and weak points.

"These demons are persistent, but they lack finesse," he murmured to himself, disengaging from a particularly tenacious opponent.

He spun and sliced, his blade dancing in the air, leaving a trail of carnage in his wake, "Three left," he thought, panting slightly from the exertion.

The remaining demons regrouped, seemingly realizing their imminent defeat, they circled Yuto, sizing him up with hungry eyes.

Yuto felt a surge of disgust as the demons leered at him with their wicked eyes. He gritted his teeth, "Ew please don't look at me like that, it's rude to stare at a woman without permission"

"But if you want a piece of me?" he taunted, his sword raised in defiance.

"Then come and get it!"

One of the demons leaped forward, clawed hands reaching for Yuto with surprising speed, he nimbly dodged to the side, retaliating with a quick succession of slashes.

The demon stumbled back, its wounds oozing dark ichor.

Yuto outmaneuvers the remaining two demons. He weaved through their attacks, his sword dancing like a lethal whirlwind, striking at vulnerable joints and openings.

"You'll have to do better than that if you want to defeat me," he taunted.

A sharp pain started to sting from his chin as Yuto's head snapped back from the unexpected blow.

Pain surged through his jaw, but anger fueled his resolve to strike back.

He retaliated with a furious uppercut, sending the demon flying, "You'll regret that," he spat, rubbing his aching jaw.

He shook off the pain, focusing his attention on the last demon.

It was the largest of the bunch, a hulking brute covered in scales.

The remaining demon roared, its guttural sound echoing through the dungeon. It lunged at claws outstretched, seeking to end the battle with a single strike.

Yuto evaded the attack, his movements fluid and calculated.

He retaliated with a precise thrust, targeting a gap in the demon's defenses.

The demon recoiled, its scales sparking from the impact, "This is it," Yuto muttered, his grip on the sword tightening.

"One last blow and this dungeon will be free of their presence"

With a final surge of strength, Yuto raised his sword high and brought it down on the demon's head.

The blade cleaved through its thick skull with a sickening crunch, and the demon fell to the ground, lifeless.

Panting heavily, covered in sweat and demon blood, Yuto surveyed the defeated demons.

"Mission accomplished," he declared, sheathing his sword with a weary yet triumphant grin.

<- System rewards ->

+50 attack

+50 Stamina

+50 defense

+100 Agility

"Increased strength, stamina, and agility," he mused, a satisfied smile tugging at the corners of his lips

"It seems as if the princess's body does respond well to the system's rewards better than my old one"

Rosalind Akira

Age: 19

Title: The Spoiled Bratty Princess

The Misunderstood

Level: 15

Class: New Class

Stats: Strength 102 / Defense 71 / Speed 2 / Mana 10 / Stamina 110 / Agility 100 / Mentality 10,000

Yuto studied the updated information about Princess Rosalind with interest.

"Strength 102, defense 71... quite impressive," he murmured aloud.

"And a New Class? I wonder what that entails"

[-New Class-]

Magic Swordsmen

+100 Mana

+100 Speed

+50 attack

"Huh, all I did was kill a few demons, not even many, so how did I get this class?"

Yuto scratched his head, pondering the unexpected acquisition of the new skillset.

"System," he called out, "Why did I receive the Magic Swordsman class?"

<- System ->

[ The princess was originally fated to be one ]

Yuto pondered the System's revelation, trying to make sense of it.

"Oh," he replied. "So, because the princess was supposed to have this class, I obtained it instead?" He raised an eyebrow skeptically

<- System ->

[ Did you forget you're still in the princess's body? ]

Yuto blinked, momentarily stunned by the blunt reminder from the System. "Oh right," he murmured, a sheepish expression crossing his face.

"I'm still in the princess's body. That explains it"

<- System ->

[ This is her class for when you return to your body ]

Yuto nodded, understanding dawning on him, "I get it now," he acknowledged. "This Magic Swordsman class is meant for the princess, and I've received it temporarily while inhabiting her form"

Yuto sighed, feeling a mixture of fascination and frustration.

"This princess thing is making things more complicated than they need to be," he muttered.

"System, any insights on how much longer I'll be stuck in this princess form? I'm eager to get back to my own body"

<- System ->

[ Estimated time . . . 1 week ]

Yuto's expression brightened slightly at the System's estimate, "One week, huh? That's not so bad," he said with a mixture of optimism.

"I can manage for a week. I just have to make the most of this 'princess' form and gather strength until I can return to my original body"

"System," he called out once again, "what level do you propose I should strive to reach by the end of my week as the princess?"

<- System ->

[ 25 to not attract unwanted attention from the King ]

Yuto considered the suggested level. "25, huh? Ambitious but achievable," he mused.

"Considering the rate at which I've been gaining experience, I should be able to make significant progress within a week"

"With a bit of dedication and strategic quest selection, I'm confident in reaching that level".

Yuto limped slightly as he returned to the princess's chamber, his body weary from the earlier battles. He closed the door behind him and mustered a warm smile for Rose.

"Ah, Rose, thank you for your assistance," he greeted her gratefully. "Could you please fetch some bandages and medical supplies? I have a few wounds that need tending to"

Rose nodded, her expression betraying a hint of concern but her tone remaining composed. "Of course, Your Highness. I will gather the necessary items promptly"

She hurried out of the room, leaving Yuto with a moment of solitude. He eased himself onto a nearby chair, wincing as he applied pressure to his injured side.

Despite the pain, he couldn't help but chuckle wryly at the situation.

"She won't tell the king, will she?" Yuto pondered as he took off the armor to hide it

Yuto continued contemplating the possibility of Rose revealing his predicament to the king. He carefully removed the armor, taking extra care to conceal its unique appearance and markings.

He hid it in a nearby closet, ensuring it wouldn't be easily discovered, "I hope I can trust her," he muttered under his breath, glancing at the closed door. "Though it's a risk I have to take"

As Rose returned with the requested items, Yuto turned his attention to her, his expression schooled into one of pleasant nonchalance.

"Thank you for the prompt assistance, Rose," he said kindly.

"It seems I've engaged in some minor mischief and suffered a few scrapes. Nothing too serious, I assure you"

He chuckled softly, downplaying the severity of his injuries to avoid raising any suspicions. "How is my father? Has he inquired about me recently?"

Rose helped take off Yuto's dress and started disinfecting the wounds, cleaning them slowly so as not to sting as much.

Yuto submitted to Rose's ministrations, wincing occasionally as the disinfectant stung. He kept his tone conversational, attempting to maintain an air of normalcy.

"I hope my clumsiness hasn't caused too much trouble," he remarked with a sheepish smile.

"You know how I am. I always manage to get myself into predicaments"

Rose smiled, her tone reassuring. "No need to worry, Princess. These things happen. It's nothing we can't handle"

Yuto nodded, appreciating Rose's reassuring words and her skilled care.

As she tended to his wounds, he couldn't help but admire her steadfast dedication and unwavering loyalty.

"As for his majesty"

Yuto listened attentively, trying to hide his apprehension behind a facade of calmness.

"Yes?" he prompted, urging Rose to continue.

Rose carefully cleaned and bandaged his wounds, her hands deft and gentle. "His Majesty has been preoccupied with various matters of state," she responded.

"He has inquired about your well-being, seeing as how you asked for a prized wine barrow"

Yuto inwardly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed the king's inquiries were merely a matter of protocol rather than suspicion.

"Ah, I understand," he said, nodding understandingly.

"I hope he doesn't concern himself too much. My well-being is in good hands with you, Rose"

Rose smiled as she applied the final bandages, "Your Highness if you don't mind me asking, how did you obtain such injuries who would dare even do such a thing?"

Yuto hesitated for a moment, deliberating on how much to reveal. He couldn't disclose the true nature of his adventure or his true identity, so he crafted a plausible story.

"I ventured into the woods," he began, adopting an air of nonchalance.

"And stumbled across a few troublesome creatures. A mishap ensued, and I sustained these injuries during a brief skirmish"

He chuckled softly, hoping to downplay the significance of his encounter.

"Nothing too serious, just a few scrapes," he reassured Rose, hoping she wouldn't ask about the armor.

Rose's expression softened, a hint of concern still lingering.

"Still, Your Highness, you should exercise caution when venturing outside. The woods can be unpredictable"

"You know, Rose, I truly appreciate your loyalty and care," he said earnestly.

"It's comforting to have someone I can turn to in times of need"

Rose returned his smile, her expression softening even further.

"It is my duty and privilege to serve you, Your Highness"

"I am here anytime you require. You can always count on me"

Yuto nodded, grateful for her unwavering commitment, "Thank you, Rose. I appreciate your help. You may leave now"

As Rose exited the room, Yuto was left alone once again, a myriad of thoughts swirling through his mind.

["I guess she can be trusted for now"]

"Now that I've dealt with the injuries," Yuto mused, pondering his next course of action.

"What should I do to make the most of this princess form?"

He glanced around the room, searching for any clues or items that might give him a hint about his role or the expectations placed upon him as the princess.

First, Yuto slipped into the comfortable T-shirt and shorts that Rose had provided.

The new attire felt refreshing against his skin, and it allowed him to move with greater ease.

"This is much better," he remarked, adjusting the collar of his shirt.

"No more suffocating dresses or corsets for the time being"

Before he can even slip into bed he hears a knock, "Roselind, love it's me"

Yuto froze for a moment, caught off guard by the unexpected interruption.

It was the Wanless guy from earlier, nothing more than a nuisance.

"Mother F-"