The Romance Fantasy Novel MC is Only Into Me

The drifting boat, aimless and directionless, finally reached an uninhabited island just as Ransell sensed the end of this loop approaching.
“An island! An uninhabited island!”
“We’re alive! Master Ransell!”
Before Ransell and Marigold could even share an emotional embrace, Ransell grabbed the oars.

Using the last of his remaining strength, he made it to the shore.
“Ugh.”
“No, Master Ransell!”
The moment Ransell collapsed from exhaustion, Marigold jumped off the boat.

She immediately climbed a nearby palm tree and started shaking coconuts down one by one onto the ground.
“Stay awake, Master Ransell! You can’t die yet!”
“...Merry. I think this is it for me.”
“Don’t say weak things! That’s not like you, Master Ransell!”
Ransell closed his eyes.

“Hm?”
At the same time, something soft touched his lips.
As he parted his lips, a sweet juice flooded into his mouth in an instant.
gulp.

“...!”
A thrill ran down his spine.
The sensation of life spreading flowed along his esophagus and out to his peripheral nerves.

Moisture, sugar, calories. Things he hadn’t tasted for quite some time.
gulp. gulp.
“Phew! One more time.”
“...Merry? Ugh!”

Only then did Ransell realize how the coconut juice was entering his mouth, but it was already too late to stop her.
With the repeated delivery of calories, Ransell felt energy rising from within his body.
“Phew, one more time!”

slurp.
“Enough.”
“Umm?”
He hurriedly stopped Marigold, who was holding something full in her mouth. The coconut juice trickled down her throat.

“You’ve come to your senses, that’s enough now.”
“Master Ransell!”
Marigold clung to him, tears welling in her eyes.
“I almost had to live carrying around your corpse, Master Ransell. Ugh...”
“That’s something we should bury, not carry.”

The bird Pia, perched atop her head, calmly met Ransell’s gaze.
‘That was close. Almost starved to death for the first time.’
With his strength returning, Ransell immediately began surveying the surroundings.
A wide white sand beach stretched before them, behind it a dense jungle, and countless seabirds fluttering their wings as they flew toward the island’s center.

It was an island that seemed to have everything one might need.
“Let’s stay here only until a ship passes by.”
“Do you think any ship would pass here, Master Ransell?”
“Well, one will come eventually. There are more than a few ships passing through the archipelago sea.”
Ransell dismissed ✪ Nоvеlіgһt ✪ (Official version) Marigold’s worries like that.

Waiting for rescue, Ransell, Marigold, and the lone bird began their life of drifting.
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[Fallen Noble Lady Simulation]
Scheduling for the first week of June:

Monday – Build temporary shelter. (Location: uninhabited island beach)
Tuesday – Collect clams and oysters. (Location: uninhabited island beach)
Wednesday – Find water and fresh water sources. (Location: uninhabited island jungle)
Thursday – Hunt animals. (Location: uninhabited island jungle)
Friday – Spearfishing. (Location: uninhabited island sea)
Saturday – Free time. (Location: uninhabited island sea)
Sunday – Make dried fish. (Location: uninhabited island beach)
Despite drifting to strange and unfamiliar land, strangely this feeling isn’t unpleasant. Surviving day by day with effort! Strength, stamina, charm, and allure UP!
———
Life on the uninhabited island was monotonous.

Repair the house.
Gather food and water.
Repeat.

The roughly built shelter was gradually reinforced, and within just one week it became a cabin equipped with a bed and cooking facilities.
“Got it! Wild boar!”
“Let’s just grill and eat everything!”
“That’s a waste. I’m going to dry and smoke it.”
“Oh!”
After a month, a food storage appeared nearby, with smoked seabirds and fish hanging in bunches.

Other additions included dew collection facilities, traps for catching animals, spears carved from wood, axes sharpened from stones, and so on.

Showing that humans are animals of adaptation, Ransell quickly made a complete settlement.
“Merry. It’s hot.”
“I’m hot too.”
“Then just jump down.”
“I don’t want to.”
“That’s an order from the officer. Jump down.”
“There are no officers or soldiers on an uninhabited island.”
“...”
“Hehe.”

The two lay side by side on a bed made from stacked bamboo.
Between Ransell and Marigold, nothing in particular happened.
They simply often fell asleep sticking close to each other, confirming each other’s presence.

The world consisted only of the island, the sea, and Marigold. Ransell was becoming accustomed to her presence day by day.
Another year passed.
“Master Ransell.”

Now eighteen, an adult, Marigold approached Ransell.
To avoid wearing out their clothes, they had all taken off their naval uniforms and were living wearing only animal skins covering the essential parts.
“I think living like this isn’t so bad. We have plenty to eat, no worries. Pia likes you now too.”

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[Game Guide]
The list of achievable endings has been updated!
Lover of the uninhabited island.

Island owner Marigold.
Pirate captain, Gold D Merry.
Drifting— in other words, paradise for just the two of them.

‘No, it’s not exactly paradise...’
It wasn’t quite that.
But it wasn’t bad, that was true.

Perhaps Ransell was finally taking a vacation here.
Thud—!
“Eek!”

On a stormy day, Marigold shivered and curled up.
“Merry.”
Ransell quietly pulled her close. Marigold’s presence, slightly grown since becoming an adult, settled warmly into his chest.

He felt her trembling slow down and her breathing even out.
Thud-thud—!
Ransell slowly recalled all the moments from when he first met her until now.

Marigold fighting with a homeless man in the train’s last carriage. Marigold who had come looking to become a mercenary. Marigold blinded in both eyes. Marigold wandering the countryside playing the shell game.
Each memory stayed only in his mind. Perhaps this Marigold on the uninhabited island would have a similar ending.
An existence remembered by no one, remaining only within Ransell.

‘...A happy ending...’
The day Marigold finally ends this return.
Even if that moment’s Marigold is happy, is that truly a happy ending? Is it really what Ransell hoped for? Is everything truly okay just because the loop is over?

The countless Marigolds who had stayed within him for ten years continued to wander through his thoughts.
“Master Ransell. I became an adult this year.”
“...?”
“Just saying.”
In the storm, Marigold whispered with trembling eyes.

He could feel her body heating up.
Ransell hesitated a moment on what to answer.
—Beeeep!

The sleeping bird Pia squeezed between them.
As if already knowing what was about to happen.
“Shall we sleep?”
“...Pia!”

Marigold glared at Pia with resentful eyes.
—Beep!
“What a chance to catch...”

—Beeeep!
“I’m the one who should be angry!”
Whew.

It was dangerous.
Ransell quickly calmed himself with a deep breath, almost swept away by Marigold’s momentum. He was this close to heading straight for the ending.
“Tomorrow, I will definitely... definitely catch it... and lift it up...”

What are you saying?
Watching Marigold mumble her resolve, Ransell quietly closed his eyes.
When the storm that had raged all night finally stopped, the dazzling sun rose.

“What’s that?”
Then.
Ransell opened his eyes at the sound of a human voice.

It was so long since he heard a voice other than Marigold’s that it was almost hazy in his memory.
‘Rescue team?’
Was it a rescue team from the navy? Ransell and Marigold exchanged glances simultaneously.

“Here! There’s a house.”
“What? A real house? Did you guys build that?”
“Why would we build a house in a place like this with nothing to do?”
“Look! Women’s clothes! Women’s clothes hanging!”
“There’s a woman? Where? Where?”
“What luck!”
“We must catch her immediately and sell her at the slave market!”
“There’s someone inside!”
“Get in immediately!”
Of course.
Ransell grabbed a stone axe hidden under the bed. Marigold quietly lifted a wooden spear.

Bang!
“Master’s homecoming, you bitch!”
The axe crashed into the head of the man who kicked the door down.

Crack!
“Ugh!”
“Who the hell calls himself Master?”
Blood splattered as the man’s face instantly caved in.

Ransell coldly glared at the dozen or so men behind him.
Each was gripping a knife tightly — their intentions obvious without even needing to look. Pirates.
“A man...!”
“Kill him!”

 
“Three years, and what the hell have you been doing! You incompetent navy fools!”
The sharp voice of Lady Aisford rained down on the naval officers.
“Ah, yes, there, uh, yes.”

Four servants were diligently massaging her back as she lay on silk on the beach.
Having fully adapted to island life, Lady Aisford’s openly revealing clothes left little to the imagination.
She was practically naked.

“Are you all right, milady?”
“Hoho. You’re a cute one. Keep going.”
Three years was enough time to change Lady Aisford, a noble of the capital.
“Ah, a little more, there, yes! Mm!”
“...”

She looked like someone enjoying a vacation to anyone watching. The naval officers were sweating nervously.
“Anyway!”
But she lit a fire in her eyes once again.

“You all know what will happen if the Third Princess is harmed, right? Rumors will spread among the capital nobility — that the navy of the archipelago was incompetent and missed the rescue timing.”
“That’s...”
The naval officers wiped their nervous sweat.
For them, who quietly eyed the chance to rise in the capital, it was a terrifying disgrace.

“Anyway, I warned you. Bring results, whatever it takes.”
“...Understood.”
Baron Corral bowed his head while internally cursing bitterly.
Despite appearances, Lady Aisford was a daughter of a duke’s family and a lady-in-waiting of the imperial court. Even a count couldn’t treat her lightly.

There was no choice but to obey.
“Captain of the guard! Baron Corral!”
At that moment, a navy scout came running frantically along the distant shoreline.

“We found them!”
“What?”
“The princess!”
“...!”
Everyone on the white sand beach raised their heads.
Even Lady Aisford, who was resting, instantly raised her upper body.

“...Is it true?”
“Yes! Lady Aisford! It’s certain! The pirates caught today all talked! Lord Rox Ruin also just heard the news and has set sail!”
“Where are they?”
The scout, catching his breath, spoke again.
“There’s a base on an island… disguised as an uninhabited island…”
“Uninhabited island?”
“Yes! There’s a woman cherished by the pirate captain… and it supposedly matches the princess’s appearance exactly! Reliable information!”

This was real.
Everyone felt it in their gut.
This information felt true.

“Prepare the fleet immediately! We’re following!”
Baron Corral shouted.
The officers moved quickly.

Only one thought filled their heads.
‘If it really is the princess, I must be the first to rescue her!’
‘I won’t give up the title of Imperial Hero!’
‘Rox Ruin, that sly bastard!’