What Happens When You Touch the Original Work

[Romance Fantasy · Drama · Comedy]

I possessed an extra in the original story, but after my father hit me on the head with a liquor bottle, I was unconscious for three days. When Serapi opened her eyes again, she decided that the first thing to do would be to kick out her father—the scoundrel.

“I found a land abandoned by the gods!”

And so she naturally started meddling with the original story.

“I’d like to try starting a business..."

“Do you want to join the magic tower?”

“This law has far too many problems!”

“Want to try getting some sponsorship?”

“Shall I try building a school?”

Keeping at it without a shred of guilt, she kept meddling...

“Miss! No, master!”

“Sera, I’ll become your subordinate.”

“Of course I should believe whatever Sera says.”

“The count is the hope of this country.”

“Would you accept me?”

She was only trying to make life easier for herself, earn money, and build up her reputation, yet she couldn’t understand why everyone kept crowding around her, venerating her and swearing loyalty.

***

“Sera.”

“......”

Serapi hurriedly covered her ears with both hands.

Stepping back with a flushed face, Orchis also seemed startled and widened his eyes.

But soon, a playful curve appeared at the corner of his lips.

“Oh dear, you’re weak to pet names.”

Serapi couldn’t continue speaking.

It wasn’t that she was weak to pet names; it was only natural to be startled when someone suddenly whispered in her ear. She was certain that was the only reason.

Otherwise, there was no way her heart would be pounding so hard just because she was called by a nickname with no special feeling.

And Orchis, watching her like that, looked delighted, like an innocent boy.

His gaze, which had always seemed bored with the world, felt genuinely pure for the first time.

Serapi’s nose tingled for no reason. It felt as if the fresh scent unique to early summer had grown even stronger.

“I think I could call you by that nickname every day.”

Orchis motioned for her to come closer.

Though hesitant, Serapi still moved closer first.

“I can’t allow it if you’re clearly just trying to tease me.”

“Count said this kind of thing also needs practice to become a habit.”

“I want to beat up my past self’s mouth.”

Still, Serapi didn’t object to being called by her nickname.