I’m a Thief, So I Ended Up Fake-Married a Detective

“Everything that sparkles is mine.”

It has been ten years since I transmigrated into Gemma, a jewel-stealing phantom thief in an ultra-hard game. Today, too, I was carrying out the thefts ordered by the system in order to avoid a bad ending...

“Caught you.”

“Eh?”

I was caught by Detective Inspector Raven Hunt, the man who had been relentlessly pursuing me.

[Entering the bad ending route.]

‘System! Just give me one more chance!’

But the one who gave me a way to survive was not the system, but my enemy.

“Choose. Prison or marriage.”

* * *

A fake marriage life with the man who arrested me.

“Once we get back that damned ruby, we’re getting a divorce.”

“I’m already looking forward to that day.”

We’re only working together to find the missing ruby, but...

“Our child. The responsibility is shared by you and me. So don’t even think about running away again.”

A man who seemed like he’d hate anything with fur starts helping me raise my cat, and

“The only jewel I want is my wife Gemma.”

He keeps saying heart-fluttering things.

“Raven, if you keep this up, I’m reporting you.”

“Marriage registration.”

...Maybe I stole not the jewel I was supposed to steal, but this man’s heart instead?

※ The legal procedures in this work are fictional and may differ from reality.

# back-and-forth banter # mutual salvation # game possession # romantic comedy