Chapter 1: CH 1

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“Rovel. Where are you going?” 

The voice of the sick man was both drowsy and threatening. 

“Ah, Ahaha—Young Master.”

I can’t believe I met the person I don’t want to meet the most late at night. I forced a smile and turned my head. As expected, Young Master Edrick was already facing the stairs where I stood. There was no sign, and I don’t know when he came down. 

No, I had to send him back sooner for my purpose. 

I said, conscious of the invisible carriage outside the window. “Young Master, you’ve woken up early. You should rest for a bit longer to completely recover from your fatigue after traveling.” 

I tried to speak brightly, but a cracked voice came out of my mouth as if to prove the tension. Even if I was embarrassed, he continued the conversation as if it was nothing. 

“I can’t sleep because you’re not by my side. You know, I can’t sleep unless you hug me.”

“—It was like that for a while, right? Please bear with it even if it makes you uncomfortable. You’ve overcome other diseases, so your insomnia will get better soon.”

At the gibberish comfort, Edrick smiled silently. I was trapped in his great shadow and caught up in doubts.

‘What the hell is this kid thinking now, when he usually doesn’t want to move even a single step?’

He used to be harsh in the past, but I could still read a little bit of his feelings—but now I’m not sure what he’s thinking.

Well, besides this, there have been many big and small changes between him and me.

The similar heights started to diverge significantly. The relationship had changed, and I was slowly getting involved.

It includes natural skinship, such as putting his arm on my shoulder and rubbing his forehead on my shoulder as if complaining.

While repeating the movement for a while, he just raised his eyes with his face on my shoulder.

I was distracted by the drowsy eyes flashing dark green on a dangerous street.

‘—Look at that main protagonist’s love interest.’

In terms of body shape and atmosphere, this is an absolute kaebung. (캐붕 (kaebung) 캐붕의 정의 character collapse shortened words. In sope-opera or sth character changes strangely by mistranslating or on purpose by the writer / When a specific character behaves in a way that is completely inconsistent with the original personality or setting without describing the process of a special change of heart in a creation) 

He asked, looking at me joyfully, who looked like a scared rabbit.

“You haven’t answered my question yet. Where are you going?”

“—Just a walk. The moon is so bright and pretty, I want to get some wind in the backyard.”

“Night walk. Good.” He laughed softly at the natural lie. “Holding such things?” 

As I moved my eyes along his falling eyes, I saw bags on both hands.

At a glance, there are as many as two heavy leather bags—Darn it! 

I was so nervous that I forgot the existence of the bag. I was flustered for a while. I picked up my suitcase in an annoying way.

“Even though I’m on my way, I’m bored to death. It was left out by the guy who went on vacation yesterday, but he asked me to move it.”

“Who would do such a request to my servant without my permission?”

—I don’t think Edric, who recently returned, knows all the names of his servant, right?

I said in a voice that was dubious, yet somewhat frustrated.

“It’s Fedric.”

I’m sorry, Fedric—. If we ever meet again later, don’t shoot me harshly—.

I said it with tears in my eyes, but Edric replied while playing with my silver hair, which had reached my ears.

“Fedric. okay. You had a friend like that. He has the same name as me.”

“—Is that so?”

Edric, Fedric.

Despite the fact that their appearances were entirely different, their names were similar. He wouldn’t have known for the rest of his life if he hadn’t said it.

Unlike the first time, the original was so wrong that it didn’t matter what had changed now.

I was buried in such thoughts when I heard a strange sound that was unlike anything I’d ever heard before.

“You were taking care of him because I wasn’t there?”

—What is this crazy guy saying?

He asked, playing with my collar, while I was at a loss for words in embarrassment.

“Oh, yeah. Things like these happen all the time. If Rovel, who loved me, missed me, that’s enough. So, where did you begin? Lick, hug, touch, wash—have you done everything you’ve done to me?”

Someone will misunderstand if they hear it in the middle of the night! If I licked it, that meant I licked the medicine’s lid! The rest of the chores are for me to complete as a servant!!

I panicked and looked around.

Fortunately, there was no one but Edrick.

No, I didn’t know maybe this was the biggest misfortune.

“Rovel.”

His two hands, which were bigger and stronger than when he was a child, suddenly covered the back of my hand.

As a result, both bags fell naturally on the carpet. I tried to pull out my hand and smiled awkwardly. But the more I tried, the stronger his grip became.

When he had no option but to release his strength, he stroked my hand with care, as if he were dealing with something precious.

“Do you like someone other than me now?”

“—No way. It’s best in the world to have Young Master.”

“Yeah. I heard it then. I’m your breathing.”

Edrick whispered and smiled shyly. It was a beautiful and pure smile enough to forget the situation and admire it. It’s not going to be in the future because he’s all better now— so I nodded to match the rhythm.

The stiff air seems to have loosened as a result of this. But before I could be completely relieved, he said.

“But why are you trying to run away when you like me so much?”

“….”

“You, you said you’d die without me.”

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Sooner or later, the Young Master had the face of a hungry predator.

My name is Rovelia Flor.

I grew up well as a daughter of a family of one of the leading merchants in the central commercial city of Belican, where trade developed.

The fact that I was possessed by novels came naturally to me through storybooks my parents read to me when I was young.

This is due to the fact that the place’s name is familiar to the main family known as the empire’s pillar.

This is because everything has gone out of control since I was reincarnated with the memory of my previous life after being hit and killed by a luxury truck.

Of course, I was curious for a moment about the two main characters, the world’s most beautiful men, but it was literally only a very short time.

Unlike my previous life, I had a family who loved me, and I had so much to enjoy every day.

‘Well, they’re people I’ll never see for the rest of my life.’

But one day, I collapsed without warning. The sky seems unconcerned as well. I was just 16 years old when it was discovered that I had a rare illness.

“Did you promise to get me a new carriage if I got better? It’s double the size of Robert’s brother’s!”

But I was confident enough to lightly comfort my tearful parents.

Because the novels I possessed often mention this disease. The original work is BL novel <The Night InThe Capital>.

Edric Dencart, the illegitimate son of a venerable Duke, is the main protagonist and the main character’s love interest.

The handsome but sensitive and gloomy sick character refuses to take medicine and is about to die, but on the Crown Prince’s orders, he takes medicine to recover from his illness and falls in love with him.

So, it can be summarized as Crown Prince X Edric.

Now, this isn’t important.

Anyway, my illness matched the sick character’s illness. And I didn’t feel frustrated since I knew he’d made a full recovery. As I saw in the original story, I ate three o’clock three meals a day, and I ate it 30 minutes after eating and it was over.

Since it is a rare disease, there are literally fewer people who get it, and only basic treatment needs to be followed well.

People around the world don’t seem to know yet, but it’s not incurable.

‘It’s kind of scary to be sick—but it’s simple and good, right?’

Rather, I believed I could improve quicker than the main character, Edrick. He refuses to eat and refuses to take his medicine.

Although the death rate was high, it was natural considering that medicines or treatments had just recently been created. The medicine itself was too expensive.

But, as I already mentioned, our family is pretty livable.

Despite not being aristocratic, my parents, who were resourceful merchants from generation to generation, paid for their medicines, and physicians who claimed to have earned a reputation for themselves in the capital came to our house. I had a wonderful time lying in bed with the cats.

But as time passed, I found myself unable to get out of bed on my own. This is the reason.

“—The medicine I took was fake?”

Even if we were naive, we were too naive.

No matter how historic the upper part belonged to, our family was a commoner. The quality of the medicines that can be obtained by the main aristocrat and the commoners are different from the beginning.

When I learned that “real medicine” was only distributed to aristocrats later, my body was already in such a state that I couldn’t use my hands.

I couldn’t even leave a will because I constantly vomited blood. However, I suddenly returned to the past.

“Rovelia, happy birthday! —Oh my. Are you crying now?”

I whined like a fool in front of the 16th birthday table again. Just as the reason for the possessed was unknown, the reason for the regression was also unknown.

But one thing was clear. I decided to take a chance this time. Unlike in the past, I wished to be happy with my family, who loved me.

“Dad, buy me some medicine for my birthday.”

And my parents, who loved me even more than I loved them.

They were perplexed by my words for a while, but as soon as they saw the drug’s quality was decreasing, they gave away their fortune and discovered the “true medicine.”

Drug prices have risen dramatically, but it now costs more to inquire about drugs and get the necessary qualifications to purchase them.

But they were able to save me in the end. Instead of saying I’m sorry, I showed it by my actions. Poorly on a smaller bed at the top of the study, unlike before, in order to help herself to death.

I studied very hard since it was a lot of money to interpret ancient languages and stone tablets. But there was one more detail that I had missed.

“Breath of the Spirit— What the hell is this?”

My hands trembled as I translated the ancient stones I came upon with the translation request above.

There was content regarding the ‘Diff’ race in there. Edric’s maternal bloodline seems to have a special ability, which was not revealed in the original.

At that moment, I felt a strange sense of sight.

It seemed even stranger than the night I discovered the source of the medicine that only the nobles use.

So I gathered ancient stone tablets at random and examined them.

I read it, I read it again.

When I finally deciphered the last slab, it was after the body was in a strangely messed up state of being alive. The slate I was holding was also stained with blood, making it difficult to read.

But now it doesn’t matter. Because I knew everything.

‘So—if you have this rare disease, even if you have medicine, only the main character and the people around the main character can live.’

All the tearful efforts of my family were in vain.

In the first place, it meant that I was destined to die whether I took real medicine or fake medicine.

‘Only those who are within the reach of the main character’s breath can live— Is there a case like this?’

But before that, I closed my eyes first. That’s my second bad ending.

“Rovelia, happy birthday!”

And third. A birthday present that I met again like fate.

The family was smiling together at the house that had been hurriedly sold of at a low price because of me—.

“—Thank you.”

Faced with it all, I smiled and made a decision. I can’t accept the reality that no matter what I do, other than meet the main character, I’m destined to fall behind.

So, given that this is the case, shouldn’t I place a spoon or something on the well-prepared herbal medicine table?

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