Honkai Simulator: I'm Really not Seele!

"Tsk... Even if that guy deserved to die for a moment there..."

Seele furrowed her brows, feeling unconvinced as she repeatedly reviewed the synchronized memories. She checked them over and over, but the result remained the same.

Eventually, she had no choice but to accept the truth, even if it left her feeling deeply unsettled.

The speculation forming in her mind only made her more troubled.

The difficulty didn't stem from killing the lowly fool who dared covet her first wife, Seele. That much was trivial.

After all, in the simulated world, these so-called "powerful young masters" might seem like gods, capable of deciding the fates of ordinary people with a mere word.

But against a true Herrscher, beings who wield the power to reshape reality itself, they were nothing more than insects. When cut down, they died just as easily as any other human.

The only difference was that when Seele crushed that man's bones and lopped off his head, the blood that sprayed from his neck smelled far fouler than normal.

But if her theory was correct, then despite being able to erase that pathetic fool in an instant, the repercussions of acting on impulse would be more severe than she had anticipated.

Recalling the moment of abrupt, violent emotion in the simulation, Seele pieced together the answer.

If the Herrscher persona within her was a unique existence born from the Herrscher of Death's power, then it likely had an innate ability to magnify the murderous intent lurking in one's heart.

Even the slightest trace of killing intent—once noticed—would be amplified exponentially.

That was likely why, during her first simulation, she had lost herself to anger, slamming the table and standing up in an uncontrollable rage.

A thought that should have passed in an instant had instead consumed her, pushing her to the brink of tearing apart anyone who dared lust after her wife Seele.

Even so, knowing all this didn't change the reality that some pests needed to be exterminated.

The diary had revealed to her the cruel fate that Seele had suffered in the previous civilization. As someone who would never allow harm to come to her wife, Seele had already etched the name of that accursed Young Master into her kill list.

That man, who had driven Seele to the edge of despair, had no right to live.

The simulation could fail. It didn't matter. As long as she could obtain the guaranteed results, that was enough.

"Tsk, this is getting annoying. But unquantifiable theories should be tested in the next simulation."

Having determined her course of action for the future, Seele momentarily put aside thoughts of the simulation.

Before it had started, she had carelessly told herself that she had nothing to lose.

But she had never expected that, upon fully becoming a girl, she would no longer need to worry about the loss of her masculinity due to low simulation evaluations.

Yet, the moment she saw the strange talent ranking of [A→A+] on the settlement interface, she found herself unable to comprehend it.

And then, in an instant, something beyond words happened. The previously flat airport had gained the slightest of curves.

This degree of physiological change struck a heavy blow to Seele's already fragile remnants of male pride.

There was no turning back now.

Yet, she stubbornly tried to deceive herself. Even if she no longer had any masculine traits, at least as a flat-chested girl, she didn't have any particularly obvious feminine characteristics either, right?

So if she rounded things up... didn't that mean she was still a boy?

But when what was once "ordinary" became a tender lotus, she could no longer call herself a barren field.

After this, even if she insisted on being a boy, her credibility would plummet by at least 80%.

"Tsk! Damn simulator! First, it took away my little brother, and now it's adding all sorts of burdens onto me!"

Seele clicked her tongue in frustration. "Never mind, it's just an A+. If I claim this is muscle I trained for, it should still be passable, right?"

Her last shred of pride clung to this flimsy excuse as she begrudgingly accepted reality.

"Sigh... Whatever. It's late. I should rest and recover my mental state. Even if it's not proper sleep, it should at least reduce the simulation cooldown, right?"

Successfully deceiving herself for now, Seele skillfully pulled out a set of women's clothing from the closet.

Huh? Why was she so skilled at dressing up as a woman if she was still a boy?

Big courage!!!

No, no, listen. There was no one else in this run-down house. If no one saw her wearing women's clothes, didn't that mean it didn't count as crossdressing?

Right. If no one saw, then it didn't count.

And besides, the power was already out—who knew when the water would be cut off too?

Though she could only take a cold shower, Seele's body was six times stronger than an average human's. A little cold wouldn't make her sick.

But just as she was about to wash herself in the bathroom—

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A sudden, untimely knock came from the front door—the very door she had barricaded with a cabinet.

Seele, who had just begun scrubbing her snow-white skin, frowned at the sound. Some blind zombie must have wandered up to her doorstep.

She ignored it. The door was blocked, so there was no way anything could get in.

But then, from outside the house—

"Hello? Hello? Is anyone in there?"

Seele froze mid-wash.

That voice...

It was too clear. Too human.

She was stunned.

Seele: Σ(°△°|||)!!! !!! !!! !!! !!! !!! !!! !!!

Ah, this...

Could it be... my fourth wife, Kiana Kaslana?!"