How can I survive safely and return to the original world?
“Lady Heather! Lady Heather!”
Someone tapped me on the shoulder after I had spaced out, thinking about it for an hour.
My friend… What is her name? Ah, it’s written on the name plate.
Callie Hant.
I think she was a person who was Irillin’s ‘friend’ but behaved like a handmaiden.
“It’s class time. Quickly, we need to move.”
While I was lost in my thoughts, it seemed that the first class had ended. I got up from my seat at the booth.
“Quickly, young lady. You have to go quickly to sit next to Little(?) Duke Ortega.”
Little Duke is the title given to ‘Shou’ Vin Ortega.
Well, it seems you are very active in your friend’s love.
“Young lady, other people will take your place!”
Callie urged me as I was stalling.
I don’t want to sit next to an empty one, it bothers me…
I got up and walked ahead of Callie. Then I opened the door to leave the classroom.
“Oh my gosh! What did I just see?”
“Gasp!”
A terrified sound came from behind me.
“Young lady…. ah….what…now?”
Even Callie couldn’t hide her surprise, her lips trembled.
What the hell?! What happened! Let me know too!
“What, why? No matter what mistake I made…”
“Oh no… Y-young lady. Young lady’s hand!”
“…hand?”
My hand? I’m just holding the doorknob normally…
Oh please.
“The young lady… y-you opened the door yourself!”
“…”
“You made me do such a job, saying that a noble family such as the Heather couldn’t do it!”
Everyone is so amazed at such an ordinary thing as opening the door with one’s own hand?
Are you surprised that you can breathe on your own too?
“…Lady, there are rumors that you were admitted to Dr. Saint’s hospital during the vacation… Is it true?”
Dr. Saint’s hospital is a mental hospital.
The rumor is true.
I did things that were very obvious, like now – eating food myself, not swearing at people, etc. – Irillin’s family put me in a mental hospital.
‘Actually, I’m from another world, so I can’t help but be different form the original Irillin!’ It’s a lie! I just wanted to play a joke!’
When I said that, no one would believe me.
The reason I was released was that, my life was so miserable in the hospital that I cursed and overturned my meal.
At that time, Irillin’s parents hugged each other and were very happy.
‘God, thank you so much! You’ve given us back our Irillin!’ ‘It seems that our Irillin has finally come to her senses!’
…Aren’t they truly abnormal parents?
To think that a child did such a wicked thing, but they were rather happy.
Anyway, after that, I tried to act ‘normally’ in my own way.
To be in danger of being taken to a mental hospital again for this normal act.
In the end, I have no choice but to do this again…
“…Why did I go through the trouble of opening the door myself with these noble hands.”
“Well, okay? Ah if you cast a curse spell(?)…”
“As, epected Lady Hant knows me well. However, it will be nice to develop a bit more sense. If everyone hears it all the pranks we’ve played will become meaningless.”
It’s an excuse that sounds like a lot of crap, but since they’re young, they probably won’t care so much. Callie tried to calm me down and lef the classroom door.
But at that moment there was a gaze that I felt boring into my back.
I turned around involuntarily, feeling goose bumps running down my spine.
A gaze that gives off a clear presence even among many children.
It was the most serene yet intense pair of blue eyes in the world. It seemed like they were painted by an artist. Those pair of eyes were staring straight at me.
“Ah.”
The sound leaked out of me.
A boy with neat silver hair and blue eyes that are so deep, it’s hard to believe that he is 13 years old.
His features, where sharpness and elegance coexisted, seemed to be out of this word.
“Certainly(?)”
Vin Ortega, the blue-eyed child, muttered that and left the classroom through the back door, not the front door I was standing in front of.
“…”
A strangely bitter silence hung over the classroom. I thought to myself.
What is ‘certainly’!
Have you ever thought, ‘That kid can’t be that kind’. Can’t even open the door herself and now you’re disappointed?
A boy with neat silver hair and blue eyes that are so deep, it’s hard to believe that he is 13 years old.
His features, where sharpness and elegance coexisted, seemed to be out of this word.
I’m surprised that I can barely open a door myself, but if I do a real good deed… I’m sure I’ll end up in a mental hospital.
I was the first to arrive at the classroom. It was because everyone had been frightened for a while by the fact that I had opened the door myself.
“Well…? Why did you settle down first without waiting for the Little Duke today?”
“…Vin won’t want to sit next to me. Looking at it today, it seems like he’s been hanging out with the crown prince a lot lately.”
“Ah, indeed. It seems like the two of them became very close.”
Homosexuality is an extremely rare worldview, so no one would have seen the relationship between Vin and the crown prince as anything more than friends.
“Even if it’s not His Highness, Vin hates sitting me next to him.”
Vin feels a bit burdened with Irillin. No wonder.
Who would take pleasure in a person who threatened to commit suicide to become engaged with him?
Even though she knew that he felt burdened, Irillin continued to chase after Vin.
She didn’t even know that it would bring death to her in the distant future.
II knew the future and I had no intention of being subjected to it.
“So, I don’t want to bother Vin anymore.”
“…what?”
A disbelieving answer. This didn’t come out of Callie’s mouth.
It came out of Vin’s mouth when he opened the door and entered the classroom.
I opened my mouth slowly.
“Vin, I have something to say… uh.”
“…What.”
Even in a single syllable, I could feel the uncomfortable feelings towards me. Um, this doesn’t look too good.
To be destined to be hated by my bias.
<The Crown Prince’s Lover> was my favorite among all BL novels and among them, Vin was my favorite character across all genres.
In the first place, the character ‘Vin Ortega’ was created to reflect my taste.
What kind of relationship did the author and I have that my thoughts have that much influence on my work…
The writer is my sister.
The taste that I thoughtlessly cried out next to my sister was reflected in the novel as it is.
Everyone must have imagined meeting their bias1(favourite) at least once. Me too.
It is natural to feel nervous on whether my bias hates me or not, and whether we met or not when we were young.
“That… that is… there…”
The first time I saw him, he was just amazing, but it was the first time I had a ‘conversation’ like this.
My heart is beating like it’s about to jump out of my mouth, so there is no way I can speak properly.
“I… good(?)…”
“…Are you going to say you like me again?”
“No! uh, about that…”
As soon as you take out the word ‘good’, the sentence comes to your mind right away.
I could be swearing something similar to the word ‘good’…!
Well, I wonder how many confessions he’s received from Irillin.
“Can I sit down if you don’t have anything to say?”
Vin pointed to the seat farthest from mine. His eyes filled with boredom seemed to say this.
‘Same repetition, boring. Please stop.’
Fearing that Vin would walk away like this, I became desperate and shouted with my eyes closed.
“I-I don’t like you!”
“…”
“…You don’t have to be worry. I won’t bother you anymore.”
“What the hell are you talking about?”
As expected, Vin seemed terribly dumbfounded. His furrowed eyebrows said so.
Ah, in the middle of this, it’s abnormal to think even that frowning expression is pretty. Right?
“Looks like you’re trying to get some attention from me by suddenly changing your attitude, but think about what you did before vacation. Don’t you think you’re shameless?”
Huh? Before vacation. What do you mean? There’s no way I would know!
I wasn’t Irillin back then.
Wait… Let’s trace the past of Irillin, which was mentioned casually.
