My Presumed Fiancé, Who I Thought Was Around 120 Years Old and Whose Face I Didn’t Know, Turned Out To Be a Transcendent Beauty – Chapter 72

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟕𝟐: 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞 𝐒𝐒: 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜, 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞

This is a story from a certain day at Eugene’s mansion.



Mabel and Mutabilis sat facing each other on the sofa in the reception room, gazing into each other’s eyes. Moreover, Mutabilis had taken off the white mask he always wore.

Eugene, who arrived late to the room, furrowed his brow upon seeing the scene.

“What are you two doing?”

“Oh, Eugene.”

Row, who was also sitting on the sofa, waved his hand lightly.

“Well, we’re just testing if Enchantment really doesn’t work on Mabel-chan.”

“What are you thinking, seriously…”

“Well, for now, it’s just a staring contest.”

The faces of those known as “Masked Mages”, had the power to make anyone, regardless of age or gender, fall in love. 

However, it was discovered that Mabel, due to her unique circumstances, remained unaffected no matter how much she looked at them.

Thanks to that ability, they were able to solve various problems, but it seemed that they wanted to properly test how far she could endure it in the future.

As Mabel and Mutabilis continued their staring contest under the watchful eyes of the others, Mutabilis eventually blushed and lowered his head.

“I’m sorry, Mabel, I can’t take it anymore…”


“I’ve never had such direct eye contact with a girl before, it’s too much for me.”

As Mutabilis covered his face with both hands, Row burst into laughter, while Eugene frowned as if it was all nonsense. Eventually, suppressing his laughter, Row spoke up.

“Well, how about I try next?”

“Y-Yes! Please, go ahead!”

“Hehe, sure thing.”

With that, Row stood up and gently placed his hand on Mabel’s chin. He tilted her face towards him. Placing his red mask on the table, his beautiful face was revealed.

“Now, how does it feel?”

“Y-Your face is beautiful. . .”

“Well then, let’s try a bit stronger.”


Just as Row smiled mysteriously, a glint flashed in his red eyes. Mabel’s heart skipped a beat, and she involuntarily held her breath. At that moment, Row forcefully pressed the red mask onto his own face.



“Don’t get carried away, idiot.”

Eugene, who was standing right beside them, continued to press the mask onto Row’s face. Row, taken aback by this sudden action, protested.

“But it’s an important matter! What if even Mabel-chan can’t resist it and gets hit with strong magic?”

“I’ll deal with it immediately when that happens. And stop using the -chan honorific.”

“Ugh…If you’re going to say that much, Eugene, why don’t you try it?”


Surprised by the unexpected nomination, Eugene slowly turned to face Mabel.

Mabel, who had been anxiously watching their exchange, smiled happily as their eyes met.

“C-Can I ask for your cooperation?”

“Damn it!”

In frustration, Eugene took off his mask and plopped down next to Mabel. In silence, the two of them stared straight into each other’s eyes.





“Hey, Row, do you think this will settle it?”

“Well, Mabel-chan’s defense is top-notch; so even Eugene might not be able to do it…”

Before long, Mabel’s face turned red. It seemed like she had been holding her breath for a while, but she suddenly stood up from the sofa.

“Oh, by the way, I haven’t served tea or snacks yet! I’ll go prepare them!”

Without wasting a moment, Mabel quickly left the reception room.

Mutabilis, who saw Eugene calmly putting his mask back on, sparkled with excitement.

“Amazing! Maybe it worked?!”

“Well, it’s more like…”

Row glanced briefly at Eugene. Although his expression didn’t show anything, Row noticed that his ears were turning bright red and couldn’t help but smile.

“…Mutabilis, shall we take our leave soon?”

“What?! B-but, I was going to treat you to Mabel’s sweets.”

“I’ll treat you instead. See you later, Eugene―I’ll leave the rest to you.”

Dragging the sorrowful Mutabilis, Row leaped out of the reception room window. After a while, Mabel returned with tea and sweets.

“Sorry, I have kept you waiting―wait, huh?”

“They have already left.”


Eugene, who had stood up, approached the dejected Mabel.

Bending slightly forward, he whispered in her ear.

“From now on, if you want to test someone, test only me.”


“…I don’t want other men to see that expression on your face.”

Receiving the emphasis from Eugene, Mabel nodded repeatedly, blushing once again.


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