When I was about to die, I proposed to five cruel princesses.

Despite gifted with extraordinary talent, I resented my life being cut short.

One day, fueled by alcohol, I penned a proposal letter to a princess, hoping to alter my fate.

[Sure. I’d love to marry you.]

…What? She’s accepting?

The problem is, I proposed to all five tyrant princesses.

And to make matters worse, I have no clue which one responded.