Chapter 2: 1.1

“Sorry… But we can’t help it either. It has become so difficult.”

It was a franchise bakery in front of a high school.

A bakery that no Korean would now know.

Because it was ruined.

A month ago, across the street from the store, a Madeleine store whose owner was from Le Cordon Red opened.

It was a small shop that was less than half of our bakery.

But when it was aired on TV…

Now waiting takes about an hour there. It was enjoying a great boom.

Thanks to this, our bakery has fewer and fewer people.

But I didn’t know it was going to be ruined though…

The boss handed me an envelope and a box as severance pay with a perplexed face.

“If you need anything from here, take it… You can also take a plate or cup… I’ll sort it all out.”

“What is this box?”

“It’s a lost item, but the deadline to find it has passed… who knows. Sell everything that’s good.”

The boss smiled kindly, but in the end, this was the only thing he could give me.

It was me who’s been serving for five years. But it was cut in one day.

“Sorry… Yet you… You don’t have a family to support.”

Those words made it even more painful.

How can you use the word “orphan” in such a way?

I clenched my teeth and picked up the box.

“Thank you for all this time. Please talk to the head office.”

“Ye, yeah… ”

It only took ten minutes to get from the bakery to my studio, but the box was heavy and my arm hurt.

I threw the box on the bed and fell on my stomach.

A musty and damp smell like in the basement came up subtly.

‘Oh, God… Last time the lottery sucked, now you even made me lose my job?’

Without knowing who God was, I always spoke to him at least once a day.

Most of them were absurd things like asking me to win first place in the lottery or to raise the stocks I bought.

It was okay if God didn’t listen to it. Still, I didn’t know that God was going to take what I had.

‘Let’s have a drink… ’

I pulled out six cans of beer from the refrigerator and sat down on the floor.

And I opened the box which had the lost item that the president gave me as a favor.

‘Haa… ’

It was heavy, so I had a feeling there might be something.

I thought it would be the same as these smashed plate or cracked cup.

However, when I saw it wasn’t dry wipes or a ten-won coin, I sighed.

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“What’s this?”

In the box, there was a book in red hardcover.

The title was in gold, but it didn’t look like it was in English or French.

I learned a little bit of French while learning to bake.

‘I want some money… ’

I looked around the book. However, neither the price nor the name of the publisher was written. Slowly, I started to feel it.

‘It’s in front of the school, so it must have been a published fanfiction.’

I thought it was the kind of book I read often when I was a kid. At that time, fanfictions were self-published and shared.

That means, there would be no money.

“Are they still publishing books like this these days? Everyone does it over the internet…”

I opened the book.

Contrary to the title written in gold, the content was written in Korean in cursive font.

“I’m sure… Is it fanfiction?”

I drank alcohol and read a book. In fact, I couldn’t give it up because of the first sentence.

[The Crown Prince thought he was too handsome.]

What a handsome prince. Who is the singer called the Crown Prince these days? And I kept reading…

an hour…

two hours…

And I read it all until dawn.

It was a thick book, almost like an encyclopedia.

I read the whole book in one day.

First of all, in the book, there was no talk of bland bread.

And the part where the prince falls in love with the daughter of a marquise was also interesting.

Reading stories from a different world, completely different from my situation, made me more immersed in it.

‘I really want to end this dirty life… ’

As I watched the sunrise, a sense of reality suddenly began to creep in.

Now tomorrow, no… I have to send my resume for a job from today.

I lay on the bed and closed my eyes.

‘Oh, God… Just like the world in the book, please help me live a life where I can earn a living by doing what I am good at. I don’t even want to win the lottery.’

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So I fell asleep.

Without knowing that I will not be able to return to my musty-smelling room in the future.

‘Who will think of sleeping and waking up inside a book!’

The place where I woke up was the Siren Village.

I transported to the quiet and secluded village where the Prince’s eternal love and only companion live.

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