âMm⦠Well, I guess not just pretty.â
Besides the very delicately sculpted features, what would set this appearance apart were the attributesâsilver hair with a purple sheen, lavender colored eyes, and even lusciously red lips.
âIs this what people would call miraculous?â
While staring at the curl at the corners of her lips, Reina leaned into the mirror as if she was going sucked into it at any second, but then she soon sat down again.
âBut really, what kind of ridiculous situation is this?â
She lived a life that was really like a sappy novel, but here she was, actually getting transported into a novel.
âOf course, itâs better than just suddenly finding myself at the doors of death, butâ¦â
With one eyebrow raised, she tilted her head to the side as she looked at her surroundings.
It was a splendid, yet somehow dreary room.
The furniture, the huge and magnificent fireplace and the many fine sculptures clearly showed off the householdâs wealth. But then again, it made it apparent to her that she was in an era where technology was not yet as developed.
If she were to compare it with something that could make sense to her, then this room generally felt like a wine cellar that rich families had in their houses, or like a castle of some medieval lord from olden times.
âIs it just a product of this era, or is this the kind of interior design that Reina Chantra likes?â
The dining hall and the corridors she had passed through earlier werenât as desolate looking as this room.
âAh, I dunno. Iâm glad sheâs a diamond spoon anyway.â
As soon as she concluded this way, a book suddenly fell on her lap.
âHuh? Whatâs this?â
With her brows knitted finely, she slowly lifted the book and examined its front and back cover.
âã Not there, Count! ã Huh? Is this the novel I reincarnated into?â
At the same moment she had this little realization, her furrowed brows straightened at once.
âWait a sec. What exactlyâs going to happenâ¦â
Like a hyena who had found her prey, she opened the bookâs cover to the front page without any hesitation.
âI donât read much BL, but does it even matter?â
She had already been reborn in this family where she could use gold sheets as tissue paper, but she was still the youngest child of a family with two sons and two daughters.
âIâll at least get some food on my plate because of this, but itâs not worth it to share with three other people. As the youngest child, Iâll definitely get chump change. I should get some useful information in advance!â
With that remark, she began to read through the novel at a fast pace.
The novel ã Not there, Count! ã had a pretty simple plot.
Jeremy, the seme male lead, was from one of the nine major families. Like fate, he fell in love with delicate, flower-like uke Lehman Karr.
But if itâs just like that, then their story wouldnât be spun out as a ânovelâ. As far as she had read, it was apparent that Jeremy was strongly denying his feelings for the other man.
âItâs obvious where this is going. Is it because Iâm a real person?â
She got quite immersed into the story.
Forgetting to note down the âintel on the futureâ in no time, Reina gradually started to root for Lehman as she flipped through the pages without a secondâs pause.
ã At the Venzen estate, where the Midnight Sun Festival was in full swing, everyone was in such good spirits. Here, Jeremy could find a little reprieve from his complicated thoughts, even for a short while.
Right. If it werenât for the sudden news on Lehman that he heard, then it should have been that way.
âI heard that House Karrâs second son will soon be engaged, right?â
âBut I heard itâs been difficult to find a marriage partner for him because of his foreign lineage?
Engagement? Engagement, they said. What kind of nonsense is that. ã
âTsk, tsk. Hold your horses there, buddy. If youâre like that, youâll regret everything later.â
Of course, in reality, Jeremyâs engagement was only a matter of time. In a way, itâs natural that an heir of one of the empireâs nine major families would do so.
However, regardless of how reality worked, she had already become a huge fan of Lehman. So, she strongly criticized Jeremy.
âWhy are you still fiercely denying when youâre so into him? This punk.â
ã âDonât do it, that engagement.â
âMy engagement doesnât concern you.â
Hearing this as the other man averted his gaze, Jeremyâs expression became distorted.
âYou like me, donât you.â
Ah, what a self-centered thing to say. Itâs not that âI like youâ but âyou like meâ, so donât get engaged.
ââ¦Not anymore.â ã
âYou go, Lehman! Yeah, just go and get engaged. Make that punk Jeremy cry a river.â
Of course, she was still rooting for Lehmanâs love to come true, but itâs more important to her that Jeremy, who had tormented Lehman so much before, gets to be played like a hoop as he falls to despair.
ã âHa.â
Jeremy licked his soft lips with his pink tongue.
âDo you really want to see me go crazy?â
At this, Lehman looked back at Jeremy with a pained expression.
âThen go crazy. I also want to see the noble Young Master of Venzen go crazy because of me.â ã
Just as expected, Jeremy had been obsessed with Lehman from the very beginning, and he was finally showing his true colors.
Lehman wasnât a pushover though.
ã âAre you sure you wonât regret it?â
âYes. Iâll proceed with this engagement, no matter what you say.â ã
âYeah. Thatâs right, thatâs right.â
The engagement had to push through so that Lehmanâs pleasant revenge could be pursued.
âThis way, that selfish jerk Jeremy would go ahead and cry it all out. So make sure you get engaged, Lehman.â
ã âNonsense.â
âI am telling the truth.â
âFine. Then are you really going to get engaged to that woman Reina Chantra no matter what?â ã
âYeah, go ahead and get engaged to Reina Chantra and show that idiot just who⦠Wait, what?â
Now hold on just a second.
âExcuse me, who?â
Feeling as though sheâd been smacked on the back of her head as she was being careless, the question left her gaping lips.
ã âWhy should I refuse an engagement with someone from one of the nine major families that would never fall? Iâm going to get engaged to Reina. And weâll soon be married.
âAre you out of your mind? You donât even know what kind of wench she is, but youâre going to go ahead and get engaged?
âItâs better than being with you as you keep looking down on me.â ã
âAh, no, wait, just wait a sec here. A-Are you talking about this Reina Chantra, the one whoâs in full support of your love right nowâ¦?â