“Everything that sparkles is mine.” It’s been 10 years since I took on the role of Gemma, a jewel-stealing thief in a game with extreme difficulty. Today, I was doing the stealing that the system told me to do to avoid a bad ending… “Gotcha.” “Huh?” I was caught by Inspector Raven Hunt, the investigator who was persistently pursuing me. [Enter the bad ending route.] ‘System! Give me one more chance!’ However, it was not the system that gave me a chance to live, but the enemy. “You choose. Prison or marriage?” * * * My fake marriage to the man who arrested me… “We’re divorcing as soon as we get that damn ruby back.” “I’m already looking forward to that day.” We are just together to find the missing ruby… “Our child. The responsibility is mine and yours together. So don’t think about running away again.” The man who seemed to be disgusted by the idea of having fur on him raised my cat with me. “The only jewel I want is my wife Gemma.” He began to say things that made my heart flutter. “Raven, if you do this, I will report you.” “Marriage registration.” I… Maybe I didn’t steal the jewels I was told to steal, but I stole this man’s heart?