Chapter 11: The Storm
"Wow, Sweetie! The Second Prince loves you so much! This is a giant pearl necklace from the neighboring country! The Second Prince just gave it to you!"
"And look at your dress—this fabric is definitely expensive!"
"Someone must be regretting annulling her engagement with the Second Prince now!"
Sweetie's friends spoke with obvious implications.
My face maintained a faint smile as I occasionally praised Sweetie and Dominic.
"Seeing Sweetie so happy now, I, as her sister, can rest easy."
Sweetie's blue-dressed friend snorted coldly. "Tch, Sophia Song, who are you pretending for? You must be dying of jealousy right now!"
"Hilarious! Sophia Song, you're probably regretting it like crazy!"
Sweetie turned to me and smiled shyly. "Now that I'm so happy, it's all thanks to Sister Sophia being willing to let Brother Dominic go to me. That said, it is a bit unfair to Sister Sophia..."
Dominic scoffed disdainfully, turning his gaze away from me. "Sweetie, next time there's a gathering, don't invite Sophia Song. Seeing her face ruins my appetite."
I kept smiling, unfazed.
Talk, talk. Enjoy running your mouths while you can. Soon, you won't be able to laugh anymore.
The sky today was somewhat overcast—it looked like it might rain a little.
I'd brought an umbrella in advance. The others had umbrellas too, but they left them in the carriages and didn't carry them.
So when I felt a few drops of rain fall on me, I opened my umbrella.
Seeing this, Sweetie's friends frowned and laughed mockingly.
"No way, no way! Is Sophia Song trying to create that aesthetic 'woman with umbrella' vibe to attract the Second Prince's attention?"
"Hahaha, good luck with that then!"
"I'm dying of laughter!"
The carriages were parked quite far away. I raised an eyebrow and walked toward them.
"I'm not feeling well. You all have fun."
They thought I'd been humiliated and was too embarrassed to stay, so they all laughed.
But they didn't know...
Original text: The sky suddenly started pouring rain. Everyone fled in panic.
I changed "rain" to "poop."
Hahahaha! The hunt begins!
A drop of yellow liquid fell on the blue-dressed girl's shoulder. She frowned, sensing something foul.
"What's that smell? It stinks!"
They started suspecting whether Sweetie had brought something disgusting with her.
But when increasingly dense drops of fecal matter fell on them, they finally panicked.
"AH! What is this?! What IS this?!"
"It stinks!"
Sweetie looked up in disbelief and saw a scene that terrified her to her core.
Poop was raining from the sky.
The pink-dressed girl also looked up and saw the poop. She opened her mouth and screamed continuously—until a drop of excrement fell into her mouth. Finally, she shut up.
"AH! HELP! HELP! What's happening?! Where are the umbrellas? Where are they?!"
"AH! Eugh! Mom, Dad! HELP!"
The poop rain intensified, evolving from a light drizzle to a torrential downpour.
Without umbrellas, everyone screamed and fled through the storm of filth.
The terrifying cesspit memories buried deep within their hearts resurfaced in Dominic and Sweetie's minds.
Amid the torrential downpour of excrement, they faintly heard Sophia Song's laughter.
They saw that damned Sophia Song standing far away by the carriages with an umbrella, laughing uncontrollably.
"HAHAHAHA! This is killing me! They're all taking a bath out there!"
I laughed until I could die. I boarded the carriage and immediately ordered the coachman to hurry back to the Song estate.
"This torrential poop rain is a mysterious ritual summoned by the Second Prince and his side consort. Those who receive the poop rain will be blessed by the gods! They didn't want me there and told me to get lost, so let's go!"
The coachman was completely dazed. Without thinking about how credible this explanation was, he drove the carriage away.
Leaving the protagonist couple and the girl squad screaming endlessly in place.
There was no helping it—the sound of the fecal downpour was too loud. We couldn't hear their shouts.