0 – She heals a wounded world
“… Uh?”
When I opened my eyes, it was an unfamiliar ceiling.
It must have been a description that could only be done in a manga or novel, but there was no other way to express it other than these words.
There were no LED lights that I usually see. A chandelier that could only be seen on the Internet was hanging.
“Where are you?”
As I slowly looked around, I became even more confused.
A much larger room than I knew.
Splendid jewelry decorations that are most suitable for the expression splendid.
An elegant nightgown you’ve never bought or worn.
“What the hell is this?”
I was so embarrassed that I jumped up.
And at that moment, I was really taken aback.
“Huh?”
My body was light.
My body, which was always heavy as if it was full of water, was so relieved.
What happened?
Slowly, naturally, I got out of bed. My body didn’t tremble at all.
And then I stood in front of the mirror next to me.
“Who are you?”
There was no frizzy hair and haggard face. They weren’t skinny limbs to the point of frowning.
Auburn hair that had just gotten out of bed and was well-groomed.
A wall with sharp eyes and a blunt look.
A healthy body that looks like it’s been steadily training even though it’s young.
The mirror was reflecting someone he was seeing for the first time.
Only then did I notice.
“… Hoe Bing Hwan.”
It is an abbreviation for the common cliches in web novels, such as regression, possession, and reincarnation.
That kind of thing came to me too.
Then am I dead?
I wasn’t particularly surprised. Because it was something I had been thinking about for a long time.
Every day was a difficult life, and the doctor said that I wouldn’t be over 20 at all.
On the contrary, I was grateful that it ended without any pain.
And the start of a new life with a healthy body.
Somehow excited.
“Once in the Middle Ages? But? Is this person from a noble family?”
Things like the lavishly embroidered decorations and the atmosphere of this body were instructive.
“It won’t be reincarnation.”
Regression is excluded from the beginning.
Seeing that I probably have no memory of this body, I thought that possession was the answer rather than reincarnation.
Then, what kind of work did you come into?
Usually at times like this, you come in with the last work you read.
What was the last thing I read?
“… I don’t know.”
Originally, the most recent memory of the body was the memory of lying down without being able to move properly.
Simply turning over a book made me break out in a cold sweat, and it was almost impossible to even pick up my smartphone, so I just lay quietly on the hospital bed without doing anything.
It must have been over a year since I last read it.
“What, how is it?”
Every time I see a work that starts with being possessed or reincarnated, I wonder why the main characters are so calm, but it seemed to make a little sense.
I feel the anticipation for a new beginning more than the fear or embarrassment right now.
At least I did.
My heart was pounding with hope that I would be able to enjoy a wonderful life with a healthy body.
It would be nice if it was a peaceful and normal worldview.
“Brother Ike. Are you awake?”
While looking around again in wonder, a woman’s voice rang out along with a knocking sound.
The Korean language heard in a completely unsuitable atmosphere seemed to prove that this place was inside a certain art world.
By the way Ike.
It’s a name you may have heard somewhere.
I’m not familiar with it, but it feels like you’ve heard it at least once.
Was there a main character with this name in the novel I was reading?
“Mmm.”
No matter how hard I tried to remember, nothing came to mind.
“Woke up.”
“Raina-sama will be arriving soon.”
… Reina?
This was definitely a name I had heard of somewhere.
I think it will come to mind if I think about it a little more by myself.
“Bocchan?”
But I couldn’t leave her outside waiting for my answer.
“Okay, I’ll be leaving soon.”
“Yes. Reina-sama, can I show you to her drawing room as usual?”
“Please do so.”
“Okay.”
The presence disappeared with quiet steps.
First of all, it doesn’t seem like we have much time right now, so let’s get moving.
A meeting with her guest named Raina might remind her of something.
“… Wouldn’t it be too late?”
I took up too much time changing clothes.
In the end, I changed clothes with the help of the maid who came to see me again after waiting no matter how long I waited.
When I thought of her awkward smile, I felt that her face would blush again from her shame.
“Is this here?”
I stopped in front of a huge door.
The sign there clearly said ‘Reception Room’.
“As expected, it’s awkward.”
No matter how you look at it, this was a Western-style mansion.
Seeing Korean in such a place was more awkward than I thought.
How did the main characters in the novel endure this awkwardness?
He sighed lightly and quietly knocked on the door.
“I will go in.”
Obviously this was my home, but since I didn’t know the identity of the guest inside, I thought it would be better to be polite.
“Come in quickly.”
The permission was given in a quiet voice.
It was a beautiful voice. It was a clear tone like dew.
“Okay.”
With natural tension, I slowly opened the door.
And inside was a girl.
He looked young, about the same age as his body.
But the atmosphere was different. The elegance was different.
I felt nobility. It was so brilliant.
The long, straight, platinum-colored hair seemed to be bathed in moonlight.
The bright purple eyes matched so well with the sharp eyes.
Although the white skin and red lips were obviously opposite colors, it wasn’t awkward at all.
Like a doll.
No, the girl was beautiful enough to be treated like a doll.
I couldn’t help but stare in awe.
“Why is that?”
The girl named Reina nodded her head as if to question my unmoving figure.
And only then did I come to my senses.
“Oh, yes.”
As I hurriedly sat down on her seat, she frowned at her in displeasure.
“Is something wrong? Saying honorifics inappropriately…. Did you hear any news?”
“Oh, huh? No. What news?”
Did the owner of this body speak ill of this girl? I felt bold.
“Well, good. Could I let you know in advance? I am engaged to the crown prince.”
“Are you engaged to the crown prince?”
“Yes.”
Her hair flashed.
It’s tacky, but I couldn’t do anything other than that expression.
“… I remembered.”
I remembered everything.
Her appearance couldn’t even follow her toes through illustrations.
The artist’s description didn’t bring out her charm at all.
Ike is the name of this body.
A beautiful girl named Raina.
An engagement with the crown prince.
The cold-faced girl named Reina sitting in front of me will die by beheading in the future.
This body of hers named Ike is the role of her and her childhood friend whom she has known since she was a child.
It was a man who served as a device to explain how isolated she was to her future.
An ordinary girl who dreamed of happiness.
However, a villain who lived a lonely, solitary, and unreliable life.
She was different from me, but I sympathized with her and felt a sense of identity with her.
Reina Rogelia.
This is the world of the story where she collapses alone in the future.
My favorite story.
It was a world of ‘She heals a wounded world.’
Who is the girl in the cover if she have a hair color blond that look like bathed in moonlight it means white right?