Chapter 4

 ‘When there is light, there is darkness.’

 In the novels’ settings, magic or divine power was a divine force that borrowed the power of God, whereas sorcery was magic that borrowed the power of evil demons.

Using sorcery was taboo.

After the incident five centuries ago, being interested in sorcery was a felony equivalent to devil-worshipping, anyone found interested in it will be executed immediately.

At the time of writing the novel, I needed a pretext to execute Ayla and bring down a fairly influential family. All of that was simply a setup to deal with the evil woman.

‘The moon shadow is just the providence of the universe, which blocks the sun. I was the one who wrote the meaning behind it.’

Still, I felt a little scared because the newspaper I read today made such a fuss about it being ominous.

Before I knew it, I looked out into a completely dark world. As I looked at the dark sky where I couldn’t see anything ahead, I somehow felt chills down my spine.

‘····What is it? Why am I suddenly nervous?’

Wait a minute.

I think there’s something on my mind. I tilted my head.

“Total eclipse…………. was there something?”

I rummaged through my head to recall the story, but I couldn’t even remember anything.

It was a novel written 10 years ago.

I vaguely remember the name of the main characters, important setting, and overall flow of the story. But I was not a genius enough to remember the details.

“Well, I don’t have to remember.”

I’m just going to live like this until I’m done with reading novels and everything I can enjoy in this novel. And I will never be like Ayla, who lived a life of evil. Not a bit!

I hope that the main characters will defeat and stir-fry vicious women without any conflicts.

But I kept feeling creepy, and I couldn’t take my eyes off the sky until it slowly brightened.

***

The next day

I stretched out, looking at the bright sunlight penetrating the curtains.

“It’s a nice day.”

As expected, yesterday’s worry was groundless. I’ve had a hard time worrying about useless things, so I must have a prescription for sugar. I’ve decided to have a strawberry cake for today.

“That’s right, you said that the limited edition of the writer Lingte is coming today? Could you bring it to the bedroom?”

As soon as I woke up, I resembled a child waiting for a Christmas present.

Writer Lingte’s special limited edition has only 50 books all over the world! The book is in a music box, so every time you take a book out, you’ll hear an emotional melody.

Originally, it was impossible to get at this time of year, but there is nothing in the world that isn’t possible with money. I made a direct inquiry to the publisher in my name, and I got an ‘OK’ without hesitation.

‘There’s a reason a rich fan is a successful fan.’

When I have no money, no matter how much I wanted to have it, I couldn’t afford to buy it.

I smiled at the victor and waited for the book to settle in my arms.

I waited for the book to settle safely in my arms with a victor’s smile on her lips.

Of course, I ordered three sets. For reading, collection and missionary purposes. Then, belatedly, I realized that I had no friends to propagate this brilliant writer’s novel. Ah…..

“Y-you mean the novel you ordered this time, Miss? It will be delivered tomorrow morning.”

“… Huh?”

But the maid who told me that the book was delivered this morning seemed to ask why she was looking for it now.

“Tomorrow, ····??? But I’m sure I heard it. I ran into you in the hallway yesterday and you said the book will come tomorrow morning.”

“Me? Well, I never did.”

Tee-Yong. I was so sure yesterday that the book was coming this morning and suddenly it isn’t. I was at a loss for words because I didn’t even apologize yesterday.

Are they not afraid of Ayla, are they?’

These days, maids are scary. With such an innocent face, she even teased her.

I, who was timid and sad for the second time, wriggled my hands, unable to say anything.

Then the maid became restless and handed me the newspaper. It was the most commonly read imperial newspaper in the Lette Empire.

…. Just shut up and read the newspaper like we do every morning? I think we need to consider the duality of these days’ maids.

I opened the first page of the newspaper with all kinds of delusions. And the headlines read ‘Palinguea’s Day.’

Oh, my God.

Am I still dreaming?’

I kept my head down and opened my eyes.

But no matter how I look at it, it says today is the 13th, Palinguea’s Day.

… that was yesterday.

“This, isn’t this yesterday’s newspaper?”

“Yes, yes? It’s today’s newspaper on the 13th. Palinguea’s Day.”

Then the maid who handed out the newspaper said in a voice as if she was crawling.

I looked at the maid with narrowed eyes. It was to see why she kept playing with me, but when my eyes focused on her, she held her breath and closed her eyes tightly.

“M-miss? D-did I do something rude?”

“You kept lying.”

“I-I never did!”

She spoke with all her might, failing to contain her fear.

Her eyes were screaming innocence and desperation. If this was acting, then she should quit being a maid and just become a theatre actress instead.

No matter how much I thought about it, it was very unlikely that this maid would make fun of or mess with me.

“That’s—”

No way!

“Did I come back for a day?”

Yesterday was today, and today was yesterday. I couldn’t believe it, so I muttered half-heartedly.

“Then the best-selling music box Limited edition by Lingte?”

“I-It’ll arrive tomorrow morning, Miss. I’m sure that’s what I heard.”

“Ay, does that make sense?”

I burst into laughter and fell back into bed because I thought it was all absurd.

I can’t believe I came back yesterday, I guess I’m still dreaming now. Suicide is the best way to wake up from a dream, but I don’t want to get sick even in my dream, so I took a peaceful way.

“Good night.”

“What? But missy. Y-you just woke up. If you sleep here more….”

The maid seemed to want to say something like, ‘I might evolve into a sloth,’ but she couldn’t, so she must keep her words to herself. I ignored her and closed my eyes and covered myself with a blanket.

What a vivid dream. I dug into the blanket, yawned, and fell asleep again.

But it wasn’t the limited edition of that he wowed on me when I opened my eyes again.

But when I opened my eyes again, it wasn’t Lingte’s limited edition that was waiting for me.

Again, the 13th day has come back.

***

“Oh, crazy! Does that make sense?”

I threw a newspaper in my hand, spitting a pack of abusive language that I had never heard in my life.

Then, the maids, who had been standing up in a tense atmosphere, fell on the floor without knowing what they were doing.

“I’m sorry, Miss! I’m sorry!”

“We’re wrong, miss! We have sinned, my lady!”

“L-lady, I have sinned to death! Please, please save me!”

“Save me! Lady, save me! I have a younger brother to support…!”

When someone started asking me to save her, they all started shaking and screaming for their lives. They cried, wailed, and made a big fuss while reciting a family history that I didn’t even ask.

“…….”

I stared at them in a daze.

If people around me are making a fuss, it always helps me to calm down. Thank you for letting me calm down. Then I thought calmly for a while in the middle of that mess.

“Now, I have to admit it.”

I stared at the date of the newspaper with a hazy look in my eyes.

[13th, Palinguea’s Day.]

The day was running.

This was not a dream, but a reality. And the limited edition of the writer Lingte, that I was waiting for fell into the endless loop of time.

“Haha…”

It was unrealistic.

But it was funny to think about unreality now. I should have said that the moment I got into this world and possessed a character in my novel.

‘The miracle of coming into the world that I created with my head has already happened, and now suddenly the day was repeating…’

Yeah, it’s not a big deal. It was easy to accept. The problem is why?. Why is it like this? What’s happening?

I don’t know why the day is repeating. If I didn’t become crazy, then there must be a reason why this is happening, but if so, would you at least give me some divine sign?

I wrapped my head with my hands and rolled over the bed. The maids looked at me with horror and seemed to be taken aback, but I didn’t care. The day will go back anyway!

‘No, it’s only happened twice, isn’t it? How can I guarantee that the day will repeat?’

This is the reason the world has caused an error. Just as people can make mistakes in their lives, they can make mistakes when they go around the world.

This is an error made by this world. Just as people can make mistakes in their lives, the world can make mistakes as it spins around too.

Whoo. Yeah, let’s calm down.

I repressed my excitement and took a deep breath.

Yeah, I’ve been possessing a character in a book for a while, so this could be just for a day or two, right?

It must be a temporary phenomenon. Computer games get bugs and lag whenever they have time too.

Let’s just stay calm and live as usual.

Even if the world perishes, plant an apple tree*. So no matter what happened, I’ll just continue living like a rich unemployed person every day.

* (The text was a quote by the German Reformist Martin Luther. Meaning: Do not spend the short time you are given on earth with destruction\, spend it helping something small become strong.)

In the end, I spent my life as a bum, as usual, that day. And I fell asleep on that peaceful day while crunching snacks and reading a book on the bed.

But my earnest wish did not come true.

***

“Ahhhhhhhhh! Please fix this bug!”

Operator! Operator! Why aren’t you fixing this?!

I went crazy again and threw the newspaper. Then the maids fell to the floor and begged.

“I’m sorry, Miss! I’m sorry!”

“We’re wrong, miss! We have sinned, my lady!”

“L-lady, I have sinned to death! Please, please save me!”

“Save me! Lady, save me! I have a younger brother to support…!”

It’s the same as yesterday.

With my eyes shaking, I greeted the same morning again on the 13th Palinguea’s day.

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