I Thought It Was a Common Transmigration

CH 13

t know why that felt strange.
It must feel good to have gotten out of an embarrassing position thanks to her defense, but… Somehow, she thought that this was not a reaction that the character Lize would show…

“Cliff.
Do you really need to go inspect the estate right now?”

However, when Lize raised her head again, the smile from before had disappeared, leaving only a worried expression that Lize might have.

‘Did I see it wrong?’

Well, maybe it was.
The corners of Lize’s mouth look like they’re raised, so she has the impression that she’s always smiling.

“No, that’s just what I said.”

Cliff reassured Rize by showing a real smile, not the fake one he used to give Edith.
And Lize looked at her again and grinned.

“Edith seems to have a very generous heart.”

That son of a bitch was uncharming to the end.
A guy who pretended to be an adult and was easygoing while peeling pumpkin seeds behind his back was more uncharming than Killian who openly expressed it.


“I tend to try to be generous.
Even at this moment.”

Couldn’t she turn it around? Did she know how to do it too? She looked at Cliff and smiled brightly.
Oddly enough, it was a bit scary to see Killian staring at her.

‘Killian, did you see I was on your side? Even if you feel bad, don’t kill me.
Understand?’

With such selfishness, she gave Killian a slight wink.
Even the face that was distorted at once was also handsome.

* * *

Returning to her room after a slightly awkward tea time, she sat down in front of her desk and thought about the original story, .

‘I’ll have to sort out Edith’s dead flags.’

The Law of Survival in the Villainous Possession Romance… oh, that’s too long.
From now on, she would just call it ‘survival rule’.
Anyway, all the Romance characters of the possessed novels come up with a plan to organize and avoid the dead flags, remembering the original story.
So she also had to sort out the evil done by Edit in the original work and think of a way to avoid it.
She took out a piece of paper and wrote down the part where Lize and Edith collided in step by step.

‘I didn’t bring Sofia with me, so did I avoid putting poison in the car or releasing poisonous snakes in Rize’s room?’

Sophia quickly and accurately put into action whenever Edith gave her a word.
In that respect, Sophia can be said to be a greater villainess than Edith.
As if her girlfriend, who prepared everything she asked for in a short time, was more amazing than the boy detective KimbaIl.
Once again, it was a good thing to leave Sophia behind.
But other than that, there were many other attempts by Edith to frame or kill Lize.

‘It’s normal to go to all sorts of parties and gossip about Lize, pour hot water on Lize’s head as she walks around the garden, and present poisoned embroidery needles.
In addition, I poisoned the cake Lize sent and ate it myself.
Ugh, a bitch.’

Edith tried to ingest the poison herself and frame Lize as the poisoner, but she didn’t have the courage to swallow the poison herself.
She hated being sick.
Being sick in a previous life was already enough.

‘There seems to be more than this, but it’s vague.’

She felt like she should write it down if more came to mind.
She replaced this paper with a word that only she could recognize so that it wouldn’t be seen as ‘evidence of a conspiracy to harm Lize’ even if it was discovered.


– Refrain from social activities for the time being (= do not go out to parties and talk dirty)

– Don’t put too much sugar in your tea (= don’t put poison in your tea)

– Because insects come in, be sure to close the window and sleep (= don’t release poisonous snakes)

– Don’t throw trash out the window (= don’t pour tea over Lize’s head)

– Hygiene management is for myself and others (=don’t eat poisoned cake, don’t give Lise something poisoned)

– Be grateful for what you have (= never covet Killian)

‘For now, to this extent…’

No matter how much she squeezed her head, she could only remember this now.
She nodded as she read through what she had written down once more, then paused at the last sentence.

‘I should be grateful for what I have, and I can’t covet Killian.’

But she didn’t know why his subtle eyes as he was looking at her came to mind.
She didn’t know what he was thinking, his watery eyes on a cloudy day… How beautiful would it be if love was put into those eyes.
If those gray eyes in love looked at her… Umm, if he looked…

“Hey, I can’t even imagine.”

All she could see was him looking at her with eyes full of contempt, and she couldn’t imagine him looking at her with eyes full of love.
It’s so frustrating that it’s kind of funny.

‘It’s a good thing.
What am I supposed to do with imagining something like that?’

She smiled to herself and circled the “Be grateful for what I have” several times.

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