It has been a few weeks since my encounter with Truck-kun, and since I came to this world in a novel.

After things calming down and me getting used to my new life, it became pretty clear that my memory is absolute garbage.

How does the other reincarnated people do it? Remember an entire novel with names and intrigue everywhere?

In any case, I only clearly remember a few things. First off, I absolutely ship the main couple, even though I will probably never meet them, I pray for their storyline to go on without a hitch. Second, if I don’t do anything, my dear prince will be outed as gay and will be thrown in prison to rot. Later dying from a sickness left untreated.

I mean, come on, Author? I know you like the drama, but even if you felt like you HAD to kill him, why not let him have a glorious end in battle? I feel like my trust issues keeps growing.

SO, because I don’t want him to rot, I just need to save his gay ass!

Totally logical and sound reasoning, yes yes.

Another thing I found out is, I absolutely suck at etiquette.

The daily life of a lady in this small noble(?) home is boring and long.

Waking up, there is breakfast. Not long after that, there is tea. Before that I’m forced into the full get-up with not a hair out of place. A long cry from my pants-less days spend at home reading books and watching anime. Then there is lunch, which I eat with my family. They mostly just stare and eat and are scary as heck. Lucky for me there are so many meals in a day, since it’s absolutely impossible for me to eat lunch in that atmosphere.

After that the day fully starts. I have an old lady as a social etiquette teacher, with lessons spend on talking, walking, and smiling correctly. I never knew you could even smile WRONGLY?

After that there is some other tutor teaching me basics, and then onwards to dinner, again eaten with the family. Sometimes. My father, the duke? Nobleman? I actually don’t know what he is exactly, and I don’t dare ask. Sebasti- The butler is already on my case for not speaking and asking correctly to the servants. I don’t need others to look at me like that. I miss the internet…

My mother seems disinterested in me, and only eats if my father is there. I don’t think the novel mentioned anything about the family situation ‘My’ character found herself in, so I haven’t been able to get any help from there. That Amy was just a ‘Thank you for the support’ to me after all, and just needed to bring ‘plotdevice’ into the story.

“Hrm hrm”

Pulling me out of my thoughts, my social etiquette teacher sends me a glare.

With a fast movement I stop slouching and sit up straight. She looks furious. I mean, yes, I tend to slouch and be in my own world a lot in our lessons, but I’m still trying.

“Young Lady Amy. You must know the basics by now, so why is it you still refuse to use them properly?” She asked with a sharp tone that could cut through a boulder.

“I—”

“You nothing” She interrupted me.

“How prudent can you be. If you refuse to learn I will refuse to teach, and a tutor leaving your household will send a wrong message. I owe your father a lot, but there are still lines that I will not have be crossed, so for goodness sake, child, LISTEN!”

Urgh.

She was right. Of course I had no clue about social standing and what my father had done to help her, but from the little I had learned, if she were to leave, the entire house would be shunned, and I would not receive any party invitations or be seen in high society.

“Now listen, Lady Amy. As you know, there will be a party to celebrate The Emperor's birthday where all nobles are invited. It is imperative you do not make a fool out of yourself, and by extension me, your tutor, and your entire household. Understood?”

…THE PRESSURE. Feeling myself slouching again I shoot up, as to not have her yell that I don’t listen.

But right, the Emperor's birthday party is indeed imperative. Not to make a stand in high society, but to meet the Prince.

Duchess Burtwell, my tutor, sends me a glare once again and I decide to pay her my full attention.

After a grueling lesson, where it feels like she suddenly turned up the level from Hard to Extreme, I lie in my bed after another awkward dinner.

I miss my parents… My real parents… We fought a lot, but at least there wasn’t any awkward silence while having a good meal. The environment in which you eat is more important than the quality of the food you eat, after all.

So many things I need to do…

What should I do about the Prince? How do I meet him? How do I talk to him? And how do I save him?

It’s not like I can just tell him “Hey, I know you are gay, you should really hide it better so you don’t get thrown in prison and die, kay? Byebye”

In any case, I don’t even know how he got discovered. The novel only dropped hints, and since he was a side character, it didn’t get too elaborate… AAAAAH, AUTHOR-SAN I USUALLY LIKE THAT STYLE OF YOURS, but why has it forsaken me now?

So maybe, I should just find a way for him to not even be questioned? Make him as masculine as these stupid homophobic Neanderthals have never seen before!

So in other words… The prince needs someone to help him seem straight… In other words, he needs a ‘beard’.

Where do I find a woman, of course she has to be a high-ranking noble since he’s a prince, well-educated, know the circumstances, and be able to keep a secret.

…I should have paid better attention when Duchess Burtwell told me about the other noble families and their relations to one-another.

I at least don’t delude myself into thinking that I would be able to take that role. Even though I don’t know exactly where I am in the hierarchy.

Also, even though I love him dearly, I don’t want to get married to someone like that.

I might be able to do some scouting around for someone who can help the prince at the party…

So in any case, the first thing I need to do is to take my social etiquette lessons seriously, and the other thing I need to do is find a beard for the prince!