The hero's gender is yet to be determined after rebirth.

No, given her proud and arrogant personality, she might be able to tolerate fake amnesia for a while, but definitely not for this long.

Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore. Lorenwei put her hair into her spatial ring as a keepsake.

As dawn broke and Lorenwei began preparing breakfast, Kurara suddenly rushed downstairs with a bulging envelope in both hands.

"Hey, Lorenwei, where did this letter, this envelope come from?" Kurara asked, her face flushed.

She was clearly suppressing her excitement.

“Didn’t I go to Bordonna’s place last night? It was delivered from outside the academy, Loren sent it to you.” Lorenwei sizzled two fried eggs on the iron pan, not only using the heat of the magic crystal stove, but also manipulating fire elements to heat them, inducing an even distribution of heat, forming perfectly crispy on the outside and tender on the inside poached eggs.

It was indeed him who delivered it; Kurara blushed and her heart raced.

Even though Kurara saw the envelope after waking up and noticed that it was addressed to "Loren's beloved," she was still a little unsure.

"So, it really is mine..." Kurara blushed to her ears and quickly went to her desk, picked up the scissors, and prepared to carefully cut open the envelope.

“I checked, there’s no letter inside, just a gift.” Lorenwei, who was grilling sausages again, leaned over and winked at Kurara, saying, “It might not be appropriate to open it in public!”

"Huh? What is it?" Upon hearing that it was a gift that shouldn't be opened in public, Meilan immediately became interested.

Even Silph, who had just gotten up upstairs, stood at the top of the stairs and watched after hearing this.

"Is there anything inappropriate to open in public?" Kurara, feeling embarrassed, hesitated for a moment before opening the envelope and taking out...

bra?!

Kurara, Sylph, and Melanie were stunned.

"You scoundrel..." Meilan whispered.

Lorenwei quickly came out of the kitchen with a plate and placed the breakfast plate with two fried eggs and a sausage in front of Meilan's table: "Who said that giving a girl a bra is necessarily being a hooligan? Didn't you say that Grandma taught you that a young master who accepts flowers from two girls at the same time is a scoundrel? So is he a young master? And he gave this thing to two girls at the same time?"

Meilan was taken aback: "Didn't you say he was very poor? And you didn't send any gifts at the same time. Doesn't that count?"

“That’s right, go ahead and eat,” Lorenwei said with a smile.

Meilan quickly washed up and started eating breakfast, which shut her up.

Kurara was stunned for a long time before quickly putting the letter back into the envelope. However, she didn't ask it to be returned.

"Ah, I forgot I haven't washed up yet." Her face grew increasingly red, and Kurara clutched the envelope to her chest as she hurried upstairs.

"I felt around in the envelope for ages, and I think it's your size. Try it on, and if it doesn't work, yell at Loren to make him return it," Lorenwei shouted.

Playing two roles and having to pay attention to the differences is really exhausting, Lorenwei thought to herself.

Kurara didn't respond, and rushed upstairs with the envelope in her arms.

Sylph stood there without moving, not giving up an inch of space.

Kurala didn't think much of it. She turned her body slightly to the side without slowing down, squeezing through like she was overtaking on a curve and then went into the washroom.

“…” Siruf glanced at the bathroom door, then slowly came downstairs.

After quickly washing up at the kitchen sink on the first floor, Silph stood next to Lorenve.

"What's wrong?" Lorenwei asked curiously.

Sylph didn't speak, and her expression was neither angry nor happy; she just stood there.

Lorenwei asked again, "Are you still asleep?"

Sylph remained silent.

"Ah, here's your breakfast." Lorenwei handed over another breakfast with two fried eggs and a sausage.

Sylph took it, casually placed it on the table, and then looked back at Lorenwei.

"Uh...you want a bra too? How about I...get Loren to make one, cough, or maybe buy one, and get another one?"

Sylph shook her head indifferently, but finally returned to the table to start eating breakfast.

Lorenwei secretly wiped away a bead of sweat.

Good grief, he shouldn't have tried to win over a girl in front of other girls.

I thought that in their eyes, Loren's identity was irrelevant to them, but that doesn't seem to work with Sylph. Clearly, sometimes, she sees me and Loren as the same person—a strange judgment indeed.

But I wrote very seriously, "For Loren's beloved," and I didn't use the word "most," so why are you taking it so seriously, Siruf? Loren, the master of self-destructive behavior in love, thought so calmly.

Lorenwei made a total of four breakfasts.

All three dishes consisted of fried eggs and sausages, except for the last one, which was two creamy egg pancakes topped with cheese sauce. This last one was, of course, a special treat for myself, and had a completely different meaning from the others.

After placing the last two large plates on the table, Lorenwei went upstairs to find Kurara.

Just then, Kura came out of the washroom. She was wearing her school uniform, and her chest was pushing the front of the uniform high.

"Hey, how is it? Does it fit?" Lorenwei noticed that she was wearing it and asked with a forced smile.

Kurara's face was still flushed, but she looked at Lorenwei with a strange expression: "He made it by hand?"

Lorenwei cleverly replied, "I don't know. Why? Does it fit perfectly?"

Kurara hesitated: "...It must have been handmade, but the problem is it fits too well. Lorenwei, did you tell him my size?"

“No,” Lorenwei said with a smile.

“But when I put it on, it felt even more comfortable than the ones I had custom-made for the royal family. Even with a little movement, there was no feeling of being pulled or restricted.” Kurara frowned. “Did you know that Loren studied tailoring?”

"I guess she studied it. My mom is a master at saving money. My dad always mended the clothes when they were torn. When I was little, a lot of my clothes were made by my dad."

"Something doesn't sound right to me..."

"Haha, anyway, that poor guy Loren must have been forced to learn from his uncle, who is my dad, and even I learned from him!" Lorenwei made an excuse and then began her romantic offensive: "Maybe, Loren made this bra according to his own preferred breast size and specific details. And your size and some details, Kula, just happen to match his imagination."

Kurala covered her cheeks, feeling them burning, and then she recalled the scene in the locker room.

Did he see it that clearly at the time?

"Sigh..." Soon, Kurara suddenly thought of something, pulled Lorenwei to the bedside, and whispered, "Lorenwei, tell me seriously, did you feel the outline of the bra through the envelope last night and then try to see if my size was right?"

"..." Lorenwei couldn't help but laugh. Wasn't this just giving me an excuse for a night raid? She quickly nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, that's what I was thinking. But then you suddenly woke up, and I couldn't save face, so I had to pretend to be sleepwalking..."

“…I see, that makes sense now.” Kurara said thoughtfully.

Lorenwei chuckled inwardly: It's a perfect match!

Kurala held Lorenvi's hand and sat on the edge of the bed, seemingly thinking about something. She stared blankly for a moment, then looked at her with a strange expression for a while.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Lorenwei asked, feeling a little guilty.

Kurara sighed, "Sigh...I never expected this..."

"Hmm? Can't think of anything?"

Kurara looked at Lorenvi with a complicated expression. "I didn't expect... you like Lorenvi too!"

Lorenwei's body slumped, and she almost fell off the window.

Just then, a thud came from the other side of the door; someone had tumbled down the stairs.

Meilan's muffled voice, as she chewed something, came from downstairs: "Hey? Siruf, did you miss a step? Did you fall?"

Seeing Lorenwei's reaction, Kurara tentatively said, "But you are too closely related by blood. If you marry, your offspring will be cursed."

"What curse? It's just a genetic disease from consanguineous marriage, isn't it?" Lorenwei looked miserable, wanting to say: "If I marry Loren, is there anything more incestuous than this?"

Chapter 112 Lorenwei had a great time on the forest path.

"No, no, no, I won't like Loren." Lorenwei shook her head like a rattle-drum.

Kurara looked at Lorenwei: "Hey? What do you think is wrong with him?"

“I think…” Lorenwei was speechless.

How to put it? I think he's bad in every way. He's lecherous, talkative, unserious, unreliable, likes to cause trouble, refuses to study seriously, has no lofty goals, and just drifts through each day. All these years combined, he's over 30 and still has no sense of propriety.

Various shortcomings sprang up like mushrooms after rain. "Go away! Where do I have these flaws?!" Lorenwei shook her head, swatting away the sudden flood of flaws, like bamboo shoots!

But if we say he has no flaws, wouldn't that just confirm Kurara's judgment? Perhaps it aligns with her feelings: Loren is truly outstanding.

Lorenwei said awkwardly, "So, putting aside what's wrong with him, as you said before, close relatives are cursed and will give birth to idiots or cripples, so I definitely won't consider it."

Kurara looked at her in surprise: "Lorenve, what you said sounds so perfunctory..."

Damn, Lorenwei had a headache and wanted to bang her head against it. Women are such a hassle. I agree with her, and she still says I'm being dismissive?

"Let me put it this way: it would be strange if I liked him, because I've seen him all the time since I was little, and I never felt anything for him. Do you believe me now?"

"Ah, so they're childhood sweethearts..."

I wiped it again, and sure enough, you can't use reasoning with women. Lorenwei quickly said, "He lost his father, and he's like family to us. It's a feeling of kinship, so I've never thought about such things."

"I never considered it, but maybe one day I'll suddenly realize..."

Lorenwei was about to collapse. "I'm not Japanese, how can I explain to myself that I don't like myself? Or that I'm not narcissistic?"

But in the past, I often looked in the mirror and admired myself, thinking to myself, "I'm so cute!" It didn't seem like there was anything wrong with that...

"Kurara, don't pay attention to others, think about yourself. Someone as beautiful as you, with such a great figure, who would dare to compete with you?" Lorenwei comforted her, deliberately glancing at Kurara's full and perky breasts.

The lecherous look in Loren's eyes was exactly the same as in her sleep. Kula instinctively leaned back, but said, "You've even thought of competition. Loren, you probably already have a crush on him."

“…” Lorenwei was about to refute him from the root: “Wait, Kurara, how did you figure out that I like him?”

Kurara brandished the incriminating evidence in her hand—an envelope: "It says 'For Loren's beloved' on it, but it doesn't specify who it's for. You're very interested in who it's for, aren't you? After all, this is a girl's intimate clothing, only given as a gift between lovers, right?"

Lorenwei was embarrassed. Women are indeed very meticulous, but perhaps a little too sensitive: "I was just trying to complete the mission, and I was also very curious to give it a try."

“Really? Maybe that makes sense.” Kurara tilted her head and thought for a moment. “But when Loren asked me to live with him to protect me, I refused. As a result, he directly asked you to live with me.”

“If you won’t let a man accompany you, then it’s my turn,” Lorenwei explained. In her mind, she thought at the same time, “You won’t live with a man, but I’m not a man, umm, that’s right, not physically…”

Kurara said, "Who would easily agree to something like this if it wasn't a request from a boy they like?"

"Uh...believe it or not, I actually didn't want to live in the dormitory, so I'm staying in Aunt Bordonna's little villa. But Aunt Bordonna is worried about me living alone, saying I'll cause trouble, maybe even blow up her office."

Kula observed Lorenvi's reaction. When she mentioned that Lorenvi liked Lorenvi, Lorenvi only showed impatience and anger, without blushing or any shyness. Could it be that she thought Lorenvi was too good, so she was sensitive to other girls?

Kurara hesitated and said, "...That seems to make sense."

However, it's understandable that Lorenwei isn't blushing or shy. This girl, who is often good at acting cute and coquettish but is actually shameless, seems to be quite normal for not to feel embarrassed.

However, considering Lorenwei's erratic and unpredictable nature, it's not impossible that she might take off her pajamas in the middle of the night to try on a bra.