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Chapter 02 …
“…Hmm? That’s quite a familiar setup. It feels like something straight out of a romance novel!”
“I thought you’d like it.”
Max smiled faintly as he met my sparkling eyes.
My heart’s kind of racing?
I widened my eyes with interest at what sounded like a romance novel-style development, and Max continued explaining.
“It was reported in the newspaper that Blake LeBlanc learned the noble young lady he once had a crush on had someone she admired, and in order not to interfere with them, he left alone for the battlefield.”
Well, I don’t know why human news is being reported in a witch newsletter, but—
I ignored Max’s chatter lightly.
“S-so what happened after that?”
“Well… I don’t know. I’m not interested, and the newspaper didn’t say.”
“…Max.”
At my low voice calling him, Max shivered his shoulders.
“Do you know what makes people the most frustrated?”
“What?”
“Starting a story and not finishing it. No, seriously—what happened?! I’m going to die from frustration.”
I pounded my chest in annoyance, then slumped into my chair and threw my head back in disappointment.
My soft hair, a strange mix of red and pink, swayed through the air and brushed the floor.
“Your hair is sweeping the floor like a broom. I didn’t clean this room today.”
“Blake LeBlanc… why does that name keep sounding familiar?”
“You’re probably just interested because you heard he’s the protagonist of a stimulating romance story.”
“No. I really feel like I’ve heard it before.”
It had been a long time, but it was definitely a name I had heard somewhere.
Maybe from the countless romance novels I had worn out in my past life.
“Hmmm…”
I held my head and tried to think carefully.
At that moment—
BANG!
Fireworks burst beautifully into the black night sky with a popping sound.
Max rushed to the window.
“Oh. It looks like the little witch nearby came to visit. She fired a doorbell firework.”
“…Ah, who was it again!”
“The little witch, Annie. Don’t you know Annie? One of the few witches living in the West?”
“Ughhh…”
“You’re disqualified as the representative witch of the West, Vivian-nim. How can you not know a witch living in your own territory when you’re one of the Four Directional Witches?”
Escaping Max’s nagging, I stood up, covered one ear with one hand, grabbed the newspaper with the other, and teleported to the garden.
I ignored Max shouting after me about where I was running off to again.
“That guy’s getting old, seriously.”
It had already been 250 years since I picked up a dragon hatchling abandoned by its mother for having its wings torn off.
I didn’t expect him to become such a nag.
“Open sesame.”
With a meaningless incantation and a snap of my fingers, the garden fountain split open to both sides.
I slowly walked down the stairs revealed underneath.
No matter how much I tried to recall what original story I had been possessed into, I couldn’t figure it out, so I kept reading human world special reports whenever I saw them in the newspaper.
I flopped onto the sofa in the hidden underground space and reopened the newspaper I had been reading earlier.
Blake LeBlanc.
Just like Max said, he was quite an outstanding young man.
“I knew it, you were here.”
With a clunk, Max opened the basement door and came in holding the hand of a small child.
A girl with orange hair and freckles dotted across her face took off her pointy witch hat and bowed politely.
“Hello! Vivian-nim. I’m Annie! I came because you said you’d show me the basement last time!”
“Hello, Annie. Look around as much as you like.”
“W-whoaa… this is the basement of Vivian-nim, the Great Witch of the West!”
Gold and jewels glittered so brightly they stung the eyes.
Around them were suspicious magical items.
Of course, everything was messily mixed together, completely unorganized.
“There are so many amazing things!”
At her cute reaction, I chuckled and shrugged.
“These are all treasures I’ve collected over 300 years. Be careful. Honestly, I don’t even know what half of them do since I just picked them up randomly.”
“Yes!”
Annie saluted briskly with her palm and quickly became absorbed in the clutter of the basement.
And I buried my face back into the newspaper, studying Blake’s face as if I might crawl inside it.
Silvery hair as clear and shining as the night sky filled with stars.
Purple eyes glowing faintly.
A man with a face so perfect it could never be forgotten.
He’s handsome, alright.
Even after looking again, his face was absurdly well-made.
If even the beautiful dragon race would concede, that would make sense.
“You’re still looking at that human man? He may be impressive, but there are rumors his personality is worse than a Black Dragon.”
“Worse than a Black Dragon? How can a human be like that? Those guys are already rotten to the core!”
“Exactly. I heard it’s because of his curse—he can’t sleep properly. Still, no matter what, what kind of attitude must he have to earn that reputation…”
“Max. Where did you learn that word, ‘attitude’?”
“You, Vivian-nim.”
“Sorry.”
A human with a personality worse than a Black Dragon.
As I clicked my tongue, a thought suddenly struck my mind.
‘Wait.’
The strongest being in terms of personality collapse—no one could beat him.
A mouth that spewed venomous insults the moment it opened, accumulating karma like a demon of hell.
The heir of the most powerful noble family in the empire, feared by all.
But also a romanticist known to care about nothing except his first love.
And—
‘A man who lived his entire life in hell because of a curse that prevented him from sleeping!’
The newspaper fell to the floor.
My trembling pupils slowly widened as I shouted loudly.
“My Lovable Savior! That was the title!”
<My Lovable Savior>
A story about the gentle female protagonist ‘Leia’ becoming childhood friends with the abandoned prince male lead ‘Ian’, and saving him.
And also featuring the male supporting character and heroine’s sub male lead—Blake, their childhood friend!
“That’s right, Blake LeBlanc was the villain in the novel!”
If I remember correctly—
Blake, who was lost and wandering between love and friendship, suddenly made a wrong choice one day.
‘Hmm… was the reason he became a villain because he wanted the female lead?’
The details didn’t matter anyway.
In the end, he couldn’t abandon either love or friendship.
And the story ended with him sacrificing himself after saving the two of them.
It was a rather heartbreaking ending that made readers flood the comments in frustration.
“The poor sub-male lead who suffered because of the curse… why did I only remember this now?”
“Pardon? What are you suddenly talking about… Annie, don’t touch that!”
Max, frowning as if he had heard nonsense, quickly rushed over when he saw items on the shelf collapsing.
Something Annie touched made the basement shelf tilt forward, sending everything inside crashing into chaos.
“Achoo! Cough cough!”
“Oh my goodness, Annie! Put that down! That’s a potion that turns people into frogs!”
The already messy basement became even more chaotic.
“So I finally figured out the original story! I’m so moved I could cry. Hic.”
“That’s not because you’re moved, it’s because of dust! Achoo! Annie, stop it!”
“Ooooh! What is this old papyrus?”
Annie, holding a very old papyrus she had found somewhere, jumped excitedly.
“Uhh… I don’t know what that is either. It’s my first time seeing it. Though it looks like something I tossed in here ages ago…”
“Then let’s open it!”
Even at that crucial moment when Annie unfolded the papyrus—
I was still overwhelmed with emotion.
A missing piece of my life that had been bothering me for 300 years had finally become clear.
Then suddenly—
‘Wait, did that novel even have witches?’
It was a surprisingly vast world, but that wasn’t important right now.
Right now—
‘I wish there was a portal so I could go see the original story immediately!’
Since I couldn’t go to the human world, I’d have to ask Laura to bring me more news.
Just as I was thinking that—
“Whoa!”
A bright white light suddenly flashed beside me.
I saw Annie drop the trembling papyrus in slow motion.
“…Huh?”
A purple magic circle burst out of the papyrus and flew toward me.
A magic circle?
Everything happened too fast to process.
My vision flickered with a blinding flash.
“Ahhh, Vivian-nim!”
“Kyahhh! No way!”
Max’s green eyes widened in shock.
And then, with his trembling hand reaching out to grab me—
The world turned black.
And when I opened my eyes……
“Ahahaha, I heard Blake LeBlanc is coming to today’s banquet.”
“The Blake LeBlanc? Why?”
“Why else? Because this banquet is Lady Leia Everett’s birthday celebration. Everyone knows it—the infamous unrequited love of the LeBlanc young lord.”
“Still, it’s unsettling. The LeBlanc family gives me the creeps.”
“Shh! Are you crazy? If he hears you, you might disappear without a trace at the hands of the LeBlanc heir.”
…What.
A banquet? Blake LeBlanc?
A steady, elegant waltz echoed in rhythm.
Through the large glass doors, I could see people in glittering dresses and tuxedos.
“Uh… uh?”
My frozen brain slowly started working again as it processed the situation.
Ding, ding.
With the bell marking January 1st, New Year’s Day—
I screamed in shock.
“This is… the human world?!”
