I Thought It Was a Common Transmigration

Why did she keep forgetting that Killian was a character set up to cut her throat? Every time they met, it was not enough to say ‘yes, yes’ and lie down flat, but when she met Killian, she somehow became playful, and she came up with something to reply.

‘Is this also the influence of the original? Edith of the original work also roasted Killian all the time.
Of course, this and that are a bit different.’

Even though she started a conversation, Killian just stared at her and said nothing.
Eventually, she gave up listening to his answer and just enjoyed her morning as usual over a cup of tea. 

The weather was nice today.
Spring was ripening, so everywhere one looked, one could see a feast of bright green.
She got up and opened the window.
The fresh scent of spring slowly colored her room.

“The weather is nice…”

It was a bit chilly in the morning, but even that felt refreshing.
She was trying to straighten the slippery shawl when Killian came up behind her and held her between him and the window with his arms outstretched.
She was so taken aback by the unexpected situation that she stiffened.

“Looks like you’re helping mother well.”

“Yes? Oh, well, that’s right, of course… It’s a job.”

“I heard that you are suspiciously skilled…”

Suddenly, she wondered what this was all about.
It seemed that yesterday’s incident reached Killian’s ears…

“It is better not to do anything stupid.
What you see and hear in my mother’s room is to be forgotten as soon as you leave that room.”

“Do not worry.
I’m not smart enough to remember all of that.”

“Well.
Surprisingly, it doesn’t seem like it’s too bad.”

What? Did he come to pick up the fight now? No, it’s fine, so she would like him to tell her from a distance.
Because it feels like she was going to spit out her heart with her mouth.

“Oh, and…”

“What else?”

“Was my mother’s favorite dressing room too noble and classy to be able to capture your taste?”

“…yes?”

What was this again?

“If there is a place you want, please tell me separately.
I will call them.”

“No, so…”

“I heard that you, who are famous for never wearing the same dress twice, didn’t ask for a new dress, so there are so many different ways to protest.”

So now, even the fact that she didn’t have a new dress made a reason to hate her? Other times, it was a trick to try to escape the extravagant image, but in the end, the result was the same as the original!

‘It’s unfortunate.’

Even though she promised not to go against Killian’s planting, strangely, his misunderstandings and criticisms were hard to bear.

“Protesting… How?”

Killian didn’t answer.

“Killian, you really don’t know anything about me.”

“What do you mean I don’t know?”

“If I didn’t like the dressing room, I could have called another dressing room right there, so why would I have the dress mended? Did you think I would bother others with something like that?”

She straightened her shrugged shoulders and turned to him.
He flinched and stepped back slightly, who had been clinging to him as if he were about to rub his lower leg.

“It’s not my fault, you just hate me.
You’re somehow trying to fit it in that I’m the cause.”

“That…!”

“Of course I understand why you want to blame me.
That will put your mind at ease.”

She couldn’t tell what his expression was because she was messing around.
Killian seemed pretty surprised, but she had something to say.

“You are acting cowardly.”

“What?”

“Your behavior of trying to solidify your own happiness by sacrificing me, who is innocent, and acting as if you were the only victim is cowardly.”

Killian’s eyes widened.
However, anger welled up in those eyes.

“That is… Do you have any impressions of the position obtained by blackmailing our family?”

“Did I make that threat?”

“It’s the first time I’ve ever seen a child cut off his father’s tail.”

“You know nothing about me, Killian.
Nothing.”

“I know the Rigelhofs well enough.”

After all, to Killian, no, to everyone in the Ludwig family, all Rigelhoffs were like a sole man.
No matter what she did, no matter how hard she tried…

“If you keep calm like you are now, nothing bad will happen.
So don’t do anything to arouse suspicion.
That is the best advice I can give you.”

She was devastated.
No matter what she did, he would doubt her…

“That is very useful advice.”

She answered by turning away from him.
She didn’t want to see that flowery beauty anymore.

Killian glared at her, then turned and left.
The thud, the sound of the closing door seemed to reveal to her the inside of him who had completely closed his heart.
She was alone in a large, beautifully decorated room.
The room that seemed to be filled with the energy of life until just now felt empty.
Loneliness rose from the tip of his toes.

‘Why are you doing this all over again? I was originally alone.’

Feeling depressed, she quickly turned her body back to the window.
Just then, several small birds were sitting on the branch in front of her and chirping.
She was envious of the birds because they seemed to be enjoying the coming splendid spring without any worries.

‘If possible, I was going to stay with this family, eat meat and drink honey until I die… If things don’t go well, I’ll have to run away at night, well.’

It seemed that the time had come to seriously consider the next best option, a runaway at night.
Although it seemed to come much faster than she thought.

‘Good.
Let’s focus more on saving money tomorrow.’

She shook off her desire to be depressed and called Anna.
Even if she was sad anyway, it wasn’t a world where anyone looked back.
Because it was always like that.

* * *

After leaving Edith’s room, Killian headed for the gymnasium.
In the first place, while he was on his way to the gymnasium, he stopped by Edith’s room on a whim.

‘Damn.
Why did I hurt myself?’

It was probably because of the story he heard from the Duchess and Lize yesterday.

“Edith is very smart.
She even came up with a way to organize information by drawing a grid like this.”

As if surprised, the Duchess showed Killian the table Edith had drawn.
From his point of view, it was a fairly efficient way of organizing.

“I guess we can extract the information by compressing it like this.”

“Killian… It seems to me that Edith is trying to adapt to this house in her own way.”

“She is only trying to buy your favor.”

“Isn’t that child also the one who ended up in an arranged marriage? Even that child was left alone in what was no better than enemy camp.
Couldn’t you pity her a little?”

No matter how much Edith flirted in front of him, his mother felt sorry for Edith.
However, Killian could not relax his guard against Edith.
It was because Lize’s perspective was a little different from that of the Duchess.

“My mother says that woman helps her with her work.
How does it look to you, Lize?”

“Um… Edith seemed very smart.”

The nuance of the answer was subtle.
She seems smart, but as if there’s something awkward about it… 

“Is something stuck?”

“Oh no! Unlike me, who didn’t learn anything from the Sinclair family, she learned very quickly.
That’s kinda… I was envious.”

“Lize…”

Killian comforted her by hugging Lize’s shoulder as she smiled bitterly, but he sensitively accepted the part that Lize pointed out.
In fact, it was thanks to about four years of education that Lise was able to help his mother as much as she was doing now.
And for someone who hadn’t learned anything from the Sinclair family, Lise acquired knowledge very quickly, and everyone knew that Lize was smart.

‘If Rize is smart enough to envy her, then that must mean she’s not smart enough, but she’s already trained in that kind of thing.’

Besides, she didn’t sound as stupid as rumors had told him the last time they met at Sistine Hall to talk about her.
She said she didn’t know any artist, but if one listened to her impressions of painting, she’s not an idiot who didn’t know anything, and she had a high level of understanding of painting.
Of course, he didn’t like she teased him at the last minute over the damn picture, but…

So, on his way to swordsmanship training this morning, he suddenly had the idea to stop by Edith’s room.

‘I’ll have to watch her movements and warn her not to do anything stupid.’

Killian, who entered Edith’s room with such a commitment firmly, felt a strange tension.

‘The scent of roses…’

Unlike Lise’s room, which had a subtle scent of violets, Edith’s room had a sensual rose scent.
The moment he smelled the scent of roses and soft flesh, Killian forgot what he was going to say.

“Uh? So early, what is it?”

The look of Edith who greeted him with a tilted head was even more embarrassing.

‘What’s wrong with her pajamas!’

The light, off-the-shoulder nightgown that was barely hanging over the shoulder was dangerous as if it would slip off at any moment, and whenever the sunlight penetrated, a naked silhouette was reflected.
Besides, the face that was not yet awake looked hazy, as if possessed by something, which stimulated a strange feeling.

He looked around the room, trying to suppress the odd feeling.

Fortunately, thanks to Edith’s fight, he was able to regain his reason quickly.
But the moment Edith, who was drinking her tea without caring about him, approached the window and opened its door, Edith’s scent blew in the wind, and Killian approached Edith without realizing it.
He locked her in his arms.