The Real Heroine Logs In のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

In Starlight Odyssey, my in-game ID was Moonlight Glow.I was recognized across the entire server as the number one zero-spend mage.Before I was taken back to the Cole family, I was dirt poor–spending money on a game was never even an option. When my adoptive parents refused to give me living expenses, I survived by taking on paid orders in-game–boosting accounts, carrying players, even playing companion runs for cash.My mechanics were flawless–and because I could crush heavy spenders without spending a single cent–I built a massive reputation.People called me the F2P Mage God.Half a month ago, the old secondhand computer that fought alongside me for years finally gave out.I only just returned to the Cole family and did not get around to setting up a new rig yet.To participate in a guild war tournament, I borrowed Janet Cole's laptop once to log in.I did not expect her to secretly save my password.My parents are soft-hearted. Even after discovering she was not their bi

Janet spotted me the moment she walked in–sitting across from Cedric.The smile on her face froze instantly.Her pupils widened, as if she just saw a ghost."E–Eleanor?!"I lifted my iced Americano and took a slow sip, not even sparing her a glance.Cedric frowned, clearly displeased, and looked at her."You know her?"I lazily stirred the ice in my cup."My sister. Janet."I paused, then added lightly, "No blood relation, though. We were switched at birth in the hospital. My parents still let her stay with the family."Janet bit down hard on her lip.Panic flashed across her eyes–and beneath it, the deep, festering jealousy of someone who stole a place that was never hers.However, she glanced at Cedric's strikingly handsome face and then at me.Greed won.She took a deep breath, pulled out a chair, and sat down right beside us as if nothing was wrong."Hey, Cedric, what a coincidence."Her voice turned soft and sugary, deliberately pitiful."Actually, I'm the one who

The atmosphere inside the private room was suffocatingly tense.Janet sat at the head of the table, dressed in a delicate white dress, looking fragile and wronged. Her eyes were swollen red, as if she was crying for hours.Around her sat five men–each one powerful in his own way.To her left were Cedric and Shadow.To her right sat the refined menace, Miracle Hands.In the center–lazily flipping a lighter in his hand–was Lance Farcaster.The crown prince of one of the city's most elite families. And the number two top spender on our server.Beside him, lounging with one leg propped up on the coffee table, looking thoroughly annoyed, was a sharp-looking guy with a buzz cut–Matthew Crater.The campus king from the neighboring sports academy. And the number one archer in the entire server.The moment I stepped inside, Janet shot to her feet.She pointed straight at me, her voice shrill with outrage, like she suffered some unbearable injustice."Eleanor! You shameless account

Cedric stepped forward, positioning himself in front of Janet.There was a trace of grievance in his eyes as he looked at me."Eleanor, why are you pretending to be Janet?"More comments flickered across my vision.[The male lead is protecting his girl now–so sweet.][Wow, our heroine is amazing. She turned the situation around instantly.][Is this the power of the protagonist's halo? Total reversal.][Wait, why does the male lead's gaze look kind of off?][Yeah, something's not right with him.]Watching the smug look on Janet's face, I couldn't help but clap softly.Clap. Clap. Clap.The crisp sound echoed sharply through the private room."Impressive. Truly impressive."I calmly pulled out my phone and opened my game assistant app."Janet, I'll give you this–you do have a good memory."Since you're so fond of talking about sincerity and chat history.""How about we project the last half month of your messages onto the big screen?"Let these five gentlemen take a good

With Janet gone, the strange floating comments disappeared as well.I pulled out my chair and let my gaze sweep calmly over the five top-ranked players sitting in front of me."Unnecessary distractions cleared."From my bag, I took out a team proposal I prepared long ago and dropped it onto the table."Now, let's talk business."The Orion team is officially established today."The next three months–There was no romance, no distractions.Only hellish, relentless closed-door training.These five players, once untouchable gods in the game–proud, arrogant, used to commanding the battlefield–were drilled into complete obedience under me, their captain.Cedric's positioning lacked precision. I made him grind solo queues all night as punishment.Shadow rushed his entries too aggressively. I tore him apart during review sessions until he could not even lift his head.Even Matthew–the most rebellious of them all–was forced to do five hundred push-ups for showing up late.By the en