“Everything that sparkles is mine.” It’s been ten years since I took on the role of Gemma, a jewel-stealing thief in a game known for its extreme difficulty. Today, I was carrying out the heist the system instructed me to complete in order to avoid a bad ending, but… “Gotcha!” “Huh?” I was caught by Inspector Raven Hunt, the investigator who had been relentlessly pursuing me. [Entering the bad ending route.] ‘System! Give me one more chance!’ However, it wasn’t the system that offered me a chance to escape; it was my captor. “You choose: prison or marriage?” * * * My fake marriage to the man who arrested me… “We’re getting a divorce as soon as we retrieve that damn ruby.” “I’m already looking forward to that day.” We were only together to find the missing ruby… “Our child. We both share that responsibility, so don’t think about running away again.” The man who once seemed disgusted by the very idea of having a pet was now raising 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 may not have stolen the jewels I was supposed to, but perhaps I stole this man’s heart instead?