CH 2

Chapter 1. A life of idling in the bedroom. Even if I idle, out of all places.

Before living a ridiculous life in the BL world, she was a newcomer to society who was considered quite good at her work.

There was a reason why she heard good things even if she didn’t have any particularly outstanding abilities. It wasn’t like she was praising herself, but she was good at talking.

They said she was good at opening her mouth.

It was pretty effective to flatter the superiors between compliments and realistic evaluation. Even if her face wasn’t very beautiful, she received a plus score again if she smiled brightly.

Thanks to this, even if she sneaked out saying that she was busy while others were working overtime, she wasn’t hated.

The driving force behind her harsh working life was by far a BL novel. When she read something when she commute to and from work, she would cover it with her hair, checking to see if there was anyone around who was looking at her screen when something pleasant and satisfying came up.

But an interesting and hot novels were good to read, who said she wanted to live there?

When she suddenly became a 16-year-old Beta girl in the BL world, Edith’s goal became similar to her original world as she found no way back and became aware of the reality that she has no choice but to live in it.

Let's just be in the middle. Let’s not run away. Let’s live roughly.

No matter when she thought about it, it was truly a gem-like motto.

Perhaps because of her undesirable values, no one noticed that she came from another world while living here for four years and adapting to the environment.

In fact, Edith didn’t get much attention from her family.

Her family was a duke, but had no money. Her father spent half of the family fortune on useless business, couldn’t get out of the mental shock, fell into alcohol and gambling, then spent the remaining half wealth.

When she was just adjusting to the strange world, her father wore the same clothes every day and went to the gambling house, and her mother had no choice but to leave their home with Edith’s brother because her body became weak.

While she was learning from an incompetent tutor and encountered new culture at the Academy, her family slid to the brink. Eventually, she had forced to start making money.

This was a process in which Edith being forced to manage because she couldn’t avoid it as it was part of the original story.

Edith had no complaints about having to make a living for herself.

It was a pity that even in a book, her life was crushed like reality. However it was fortunate that she safely commissioned in the place she applied through the academy.

But the problem started there.

She was obviously supposed to work in the Ministry of Government Affairs, which was responsible for the Empire’s public affairs….

Why, how, for what reason, should she go to the Crown Prince Clyde’s palace?

‘This is a little… It feels like my life is twisted.’

When she entered the Imperial Palace’s main gate, she sighed deeply enough to let her lungs pass through her throat as she had to go straight ahead and enter the magnificent arched hall entrance rather than the shabby office annex on the right.

‘Sigh. Shouldn’t you be cooler than reality if you possessed by a novel? What is this, I’m only a loser?’

The original Edith was an errand who delivered messages between the main top and the main bottom.

However, unlike the original, her wish was not to meet Clyde from the beginning.

Obviously, she wouldn’t see any good things even if she got involved.

Let’s just keep the love affairs to each other. She tried to live a salary-earning live and self-sufficient, far from the original story. She didn’t get paid more to become messenger between the two main characters.

But Edith’s first attempt ended in vain as soon as she decided that.

The personnel manager made a ridiculous mistake.

Was this the power of the original story? What was supposed to be assigned as the Ministry of Goverment Affairs’ new member became the Imperial Family’s clerk, and of course it has to be the clerk at the Crown Prince’s Palace.

She couldn’t just blame the personnel manager. That person thought Edith’s application to work as a general official was rather a mistake, as she was the duke’s daughter.

This was because high-ranking families builds a close relationship with the Imperial Family by going up to the ranks through clerks and servants.

‘It’s impossible to go around talking about my house when I don’t have money.…’

Muttering a complaint that nearly came out from her mouth, she headed to Clyde’s place.

The Crown Prince’s palace was greater than what she had read. She didn’t know if it was because of her lack of imagination or the writer’s lack of expression.

Standing in the hall with a wide ceiling, she widened her mouth like a first timer and quickly managed her expression when a courtier pass by her.

Before her family was on the verge of bankruptcy, young Edith said she had stopped by the palace occasionally, so she shouldn’t make it obvious that she didn’t know.

Edith stopped by the personnel department and filed an objection, while acting as inconspicuously as possible from the Crown Prince.

“I clearly stated on my application form here that the Ministry of Government Affairs is my primary hope.”

She rummaged through her files and protested, pointing out the wrong passages in her application form.

“However since the department assignment is over, I can’t change it–”

“Of course, you have to change it! Do you know that a mistake can change one person’s fate?”

“But–”

“If you don’t change it, I’ll ask the Minister of State for a meeting. Do you know if the minister and my father have a close relationship?”

It was a bluff, but the personnel manager who didn’t know the relationship between the higher aristocrats, was fed up with it.

“I-I’ll try my best.”

“As quickly as possible.”

“… Yes, quickly.”

She left the personnel department firmly, expecting to stay at the Crown Prince’s Palace only for a few days.

Edith wanted to do her best to get away from the original work.

The role of a hard-working messenger wasn’t the only problem. Clyde, who will become a brilliant tyrant in history would be surrounded by many sword-wielding case where many lifeline come and goes. It was best to stay very far away. 

For a while at the Crown Prince’s Palace, she enjoyed a quiet and steady working environment as she wished. She was in charge of checking of the palace’s equipment, it was a simple work and didn’t make her tired at all.

❋ ❋ ❋

However, it was not easy to get out of Clyde’s sight.

Her original buff. She didn’t know how to get out of it.

On her third day, she was checking the Crown Prince’s office equipment. She has been shivering since early morning while trying to handle the work quickly and then disappear before Clyde shows up.

Her hands and feet were busy checking whether the items on the list of equipment matched the items in the office and whether there was anything missing. She also had to keep a record of the parts that were worn out and had to be replaced or repaired.

Edith, who graduated from the best academy in the Empire, didn’t care about the work she was doing, she didn’t care much about what she was doing on a temporary basis because she was going to transfer in a few days.

In His Highness the Crown Prince’s work place, the work proceeded with ease, thanks to the fact that there were no one that would disturb her. Still, she carefully checked not only large facilities but also a small paper knife because all of them were expensive items.

Suddenly, she noticed a part where the paint had peeled off on the molding surrounding the entrance door.

She took a note on the book and examined it again.

“Hmm, there’s a crack in the door….”

She stumbled through the other side of her door, proud to say that Edith was the new clerk who was so diligent in her brief assignments.

Then the door suddenly opened.

There was no sound of opening or closing from the huge and luxurious mahogany door.

Bugh!

An intense pain blazed in her buttock with a thumping sound.

The open door slammed against her, and the doorknob hit her buttock right next to the pelvis.

“Ah!”

A brief terrifying scream could be heard.

Her body was pushed forward by the open door, directly to the wall where the molding was observed.

Bugh!

She fell like a flying scarecrow and crashed into the wall helplessly.

Her shoulders were hunched over and stuck between the door and the wall.

Fortunately, she avoided hitting her head even in the dire moment.

While praising herself for her brilliant reflexes, she felt a little embarrassed by the fact that she didn’t exercise at all and that her soft shoulders acted as a cushion.

It was quite painful to get her buttock slammed, but the meeting with the wall didn’t lead to any accidents.

If she were the main character, the scene would have been drawn in which she would have been vunerably wounded in the accident. But in reality, there was only one clerk stuck between the door leaf and the wall.

The situation occurred in a brief moment, it happened in less than a second.

Soon after, a bright halo appeared from beyond the door.

He was a man of dazzling beauty, who couldn’t be believed to be the same human being as her.

His head hung far above than what she had expected. Edith’s gaze moved upward and even higher.

When she raised her eyes, she could see a surprised expression on his face.

Clyde….

She recognized him at a glance. It was a great figure to be written as the main character.

Coincidentally, a window with bright sunlight was placed in the background behind his hair, which was like the color of a clear night. The slightly wavy hair was dazzling as if it had been photo-corrected with a highlight effect.

The golden eyes, the appearance’s core that widely talked about in social circles, were indeed sparkling.

The sharp eyes, the intense gaze, and the iris’ color that was difficult to dismiss, creating a unique atmosphere.

There were not just one or two points to appreciate from the main top, but unfortunately Edith’s condition wasn’t good now.

The buttocks that was slammed by the handle was unbearably painful.

Her body twisted instinctively.

Focusing on the small flesh right next to the iliac bone, Edith struggled to wriggle her waist. If there was no one there, she would have definitely looked at how badly she had been hurt.

Even as Clyde closed the door and approached, she kept making sound like, ‘Ha, ssh, ah, hiss …’ and struggled to endure the pain.

Seeing Edith, who didn’t hide her pain, he also flustered.

“Oh … Are you seriously injured?”

Clyde’s hand reached out unexpectedly to her buttock as he was in a frenzy.

It was similar to a general psychology that made you automatically reached out when you see someone in great pain. It had no meaning and was an act of unconsciousness.

A big hand came closer to Edith’s buttocks.