Chapter 7 (1/2)

Chapter 7

IWBKD Chapter 7 – Just Play Dumb

The party was not like anything I had experienced in olden chandelier cast brilliant twinkles in all directions while the nificently Crystal tables were topped withdishes An orchestra filled the hall with lively, sonorous notes

I looked over at the males, the only ones who could enjoy the scrumptious meal They were all very handsome, so I couldn’t complain about irls A glass partition separated the girls froated to the outskirts where ere to engage in quiet conversation So, this was the party culture in this world

Is this what I spent three hours getting ready for? I had not expected much, but still it was unreasonable to dress, undress and redress a four-year-old like a living doll for three hours only to make her sit still for two or more hours Ridiculous

A girl who looked about fourteen headed over and addressed me: “Hoell-behaved you are I heard rumors that you are uessed that she was a baron’s daughter I’d learned the hard way in irls were natural rivals I was still a toddler though, so maybe there was no need to be wary of her I just smiled

Her name is Emilia She introduced herself by her official title, and I learned she was the seventh daughter of Baron Charles I was struck again by the arbitrariness of this world The kingdododom nobility were called dukes, marquises, and viscounts, like European nobility Some had Korean names while others had Western ones I wouldn’t have been surprised to encounter someone with a japanese or Chinese name, since I’d seen them in history books

“I heard you started writing when you were one Is that true?” she asked

“Writing?” I said

Just play dule-minded in my desire to see Jinsu Where are you?

She repeated, “Yes, you started writing when you were only a year old”

I grunted I bitirl I hoped that wouldI could think of was finding Jinsu

Unlike the Jinsu of my previous life in Korea, the Jinsu here was clearly a cut above the rest I reht he was handso, he would have been considered quite average in Korea But in this world, he had a certain je ne sais quoi that I found attractive I was smitten

What a reversal! Ihow the Jinsu of my former life had loved me from afar for many years When ere finally a couple, he never tired of tellingmyself to him

Snap out of it–that’s not your Jinsu Although I knew better, I felt if only I were on the other side of this glass wall, I could be with him If I could just speak him, it would be the same as before He would welcome me home, “Oh, you’re back?”