Celebrity Lady

bout Rubette.
So, Rubette…, she was a very poor child.”

“I don’t want to hear it.”

I crossed my arms sarcastically.

“Is she as pitiful as me, who lost everything in one day?”

“Rubette lived in persecution for exactly 45 years and made her first wish to me right before she died.”

“I don’t want to hear…”

As I gritted my teeth, I suddenly noticed something strange and asked.

“She lived for 45 years? Then why does she look like a middle school student?”

“At the age of 45, she was declared terminally ill, and Rubette made me the first wish that she had saved all her life.
She said she wanted to live her life again, which was only tragic.”

“Ah, I get it.
So she used her wish to turn back time? Like this?”

“Yes, you are now 15 years old.
I brought you back to the past 30 years ago when I first met Rubette.”

“Then she would have to live like a fool, or was she being stupid again? No, why didn’t she make a wish to be slim in the first place? Looking at the comments on my SNS, she was jealous of me, who was pretty and skinny, so is that why she made a fuss? “

​​“I can only make three wishes, so I guess she didn’t want to waste them by asking to be slimmer.
In reality, Rubette wanted to lose weight on her own without the help of the wishes, but she always ate…”

Wisht, who muffled the end of its words, snapped its finger, and something from the air fell onto my lap.

It was an old diary.
I opened it up right away.

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[Imperial year January 1, 1519.]

The new year has dawned.
Starting today, I will only eat one meal a day.
I’m definitely going to be slim this year.
I also want to get a dance request from Cedric.]

[Imperial year March 24, 1519.]

I ate it again.
But the macarons at the Francois dessert store are so delicious.
However, I’m going to only eat until today.]

[Imperial year April 4, 1519.]

Why didn’t I lose weight? I ran for half an hour yesterday…]

[Imperial year May 6, 1519.

I’m really going to only eat until today.
If I eat again tomorrow, I’m not a human.]

[Imperial year May 7, 1519.

I’m not a human.

May 31, 1519.

I can’t be in despair.
I will only eat until this month, and from next month, I will not eat and exercise hard.]

[Imperial calendar year.

I think someone is controlling my body.
When I woke up, I ate it all.
There are so many delicious things in this world.
Still, from tomorrow….]

“Ugh.”

I couldn’t read anymore, so I threw Rubette’s diary into the corner of the bed.

“Okay.
So, Rubette begged you to grant the wish that she would live a wonderful life again, and  she couldn’t lose weight because of her weak will, and she begged you to give her a glimpse into the lives of others with her second wish?”

“You got it right.”

“I was right!”

As I was annoyed, Wisht averted his gaze.

I had no idea what part of her life to feel pity for, even if she had a weak will and voyeurism.

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(Voyeurism- an interest in watching unsuspecting people)

I’m in a situation where I’ve lost my body to such a woman without even knowing what’s going on.

I cried for a moment, ran like a madman, and grabbed Wisht by the neck.

“You felt pity for her life? Is that a reason to steal my life? After doing something so shameless, you dare ask for my sympathy?”

“…….”

“You idiot! Say something! Whatever life she’s had, it has nothing to do with me! She’s like a thief to me!”

In an instant, Wisht, whose eyes were harsh, shook my hand and spun around.

“Be careful.”

“Ha.”

“It’s as you guessed.
Rubette used her last wish and begged me to switch bodies with you.”

I couldn’t understand Wisht’s sad, shaking eyes.
He added, with a look that seemed to blame me rather than Rubette.

“With your body that only had 10 minutes to live.”

“…what?”

“Forgot? The last time you were Juliet Karenina before you opened your eyes to Rubette’s body.”

“…….”

“Don’t you remember what your end was like?”

“My end? What do you…”

When I got back from my schedule, I just fell asleep at home.

At that moment, a piercing headache ran through my mind.

‘Oh, right.’

That memory was not the end.

‘I woke up.
I think I was strangled by someone….’

For some reason, the memory of the whole thing came back to me.