0.5 — Plan C, Last Plan To Avoid Death Flag (2)
“I wrote it.”
“That’s right, I wrote it. I’m ‘Million’.”
…Though long lifespans begin with wits, there was no need to tell such things to an extra young lady with a faint lifeline.
“B, but I didn’t write the book with any strange intention…!”
“Shall we dance one more song, Young Lady Blaise?”
However, he quickly cut out the excuses that followed and reached out towards me.
The crowd could be heard murmuring at Cain’s attitude as he asked to dance once more. Unlike the sharply raised corners of his lips, his sharpened eyes gazing towards me as if threatening. As if saying, ‘What are you doing, not holding my hand right now?’
No, but I have heard that it was up to me as a woman to decide whether to dance or not—!
“It, it’s an honor, Your Grace…”
…Of course, there were always exceptions to every situation.
As I reluctantly placed my hand on his, he wrapped his tight arm around my waist as if he was waiting.
I followed Cain’s lead as he moved his feet to the sound of the music. Contrary to the menacing gaze, he remained silent until the music was almost finished. Not knowing the reason why I had to dance one more song with him since Cain kept his mouth shut, I felt as though I was going to die of a heart attack right away.
At the time when the voices were telling me to say something rather than dying while waiting reached the end of my throat, he finally opened his mouth again in a low voice.
“There’re a lot of people watching, so it’ll be difficult to continue talking here.”
“Yes? Oh, no, then why do we have to dance to one more song…”
“I’ll send a carriage to the County tomorrow morning.”
“Let’s talk about the book we couldn’t talk about today at the Grand Duchy tomorrow morning.”
“No, tha—that, that’s not something we’re going to talk about for a long time…!”
With the music that ended at this moment, he gazed at my bewildered face before raising the corners of his mouth slowly.
“I just wanted to compliment you on your impudent idea for writing a book using me as a model.”
“You’d better not think about it, Young Lady Blaise.”
“If the Young Lady doesn’t come to the Grand Duchy’s residence tomorrow morning, I won’t hesitate to kidnap you.”
At that, Cain left the banquet hall without any regrets with the lines that a villain would surely leave behind.
I recalled his red eyes gazing at me.
…It seems that Plan B was also rolled up now, so I think it would be right to go with Plan C.
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I left the banquet hall as if running away from the gazes of those who stared at me with curious eyes and the gaze of Evelyn, who glared at me as if she was going to kill me at any moment. Almost impetuously ran inside the Imperial Palace, I then got on the carriage before going straight back home without giving a single glance anywhere else.
Lily, who saw me flipping over the room with a contemplative face after returning from the debutante, blinked with a puzzled face.
“Oh, Young Lady! What are you doing now?”
As I opened my closet and threw all the hanging dresses onto the bed, I turned to her.
“Ah! Are father and mother sleeping right now?”
“Oh, never mind. Where did you say they went today?”
Like my hair, my thoughts slowly faded and turned white.
Lily, still blinking with her bewildered face, answered tentatively.
“The two of them left right away this morning because of the frequent disappearances that occurred recently in Retinem, the territory of Count Blaise.”
“The Count even showed tears at breakfast, saying that he was sorry for not celebrating with the Young Lady even though it was your debutante.”
“Oh, that’s right. So, did he get nagged by my mother because of that again?”
“Yes. And, the Madam said it would take at least a week before she could be back, so she told the Young Lady to take care of herself.”
After watching Lily’s answer as she peeked into my eyes, I let out a sigh. Even in the situation where I was pushed to the end of the cliff, I felt like there was something fortunate about it. If my mother and father were here, it would have been unimaginable for me to run away at night to avoid rumors with Cain.
“Thank God. Although I’m not a writer, it seems like heaven had not yet forsaken me.”
The damn original author…
How can you put a flag on me like this? We will see.
I muttered abusive language about the original author, whom I could no longer meet, before taking in a deep breath, trying to even out the breath that was fastening with anger. Only then could I feel my brain rolling properly as the oxygen went through every part of my body.
After a moment, I reached out to Lily in panic and said.
“Lily, could you bring me a pen and paper?”
“A pen and paper…?”
“Yes. I think it would be appropriate to leave at least one letter.”
Lily, who had blinked as if embarrassed by my words, reluctantly left the room at the prompting of gaze. While glancing around the disarranged room, I took out the bag I had placed under the bed and bit my lips.
“It’s okay, I can still fix it… Not yet.”
The original story had not even started yet, and Irene had not even appeared.
Besides, I am an extra.
As I expected, if the original was distorted because I did not die, then it would be enough if I get out of Aren, the main stage of the novel.
“Young Lady, here is the paper and pen…! Oh, my gosh, what on earth are you thinking—!”
“I’m going on a trip.”
“Yes? A trip…?”
“Yes, if possible, for a long, long time… Until people forget about me.”
Yes… At least, until the moment this novel progresses and Cain falls in love with Irene.
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