《My Fake Brother Is Obsessed With Me》 Prologue A pure white carriage entered the mountains, frozen raindrops falling through. Because of the unpaved and bumpy road, the carriage shoke terribly. It made me even more nervous, soiling my mood. Read only at rofanseries.wordpress.com. | DO NOT SHARE OUR TRANSLATIONS. ¡®Are you not aware of your shortcomings? Even if you forget what happened in the past, that day you acted on your own¡­ Judging from that alone, you do not deserve to inherit the family.¡¯ ¡®Was it because I sent him back?¡¯ Looking back, it could be said that I was the one who set on fire to the Count¡¯s impatience. It has already been six years since then. However, seeing that he still mentions what had happened every now and then, it seemed the Count had quite a shock. That¡¯s understandable. The Count feared that his sword would point at us. So I tried not to hold the sword, and I didn¡¯t even want to let him go from the mansion. Rattle, the carriage shook violently as if the road got dumped on rocks. ¡®Sister¡¯s hair is just like a camellia.¡¯ The voice I had forgotten lingered in my eyes all of a sudden. Even though it is a voice I have not heard of for the past six years. The face of the one who was once my younger brother was blurry, the person who hates me. Even though I picture him to remember him, it was already long forgotten in my memory. I could only remember the black hair and his green eyes that were a little darker than mine, and his picturesque smile. Read only at rofanseries.wordpress.com. | DO NOT SHARE OUR TRANSLATIONS. ¡®Is running away the only way?¡¯ I had no intention of marrying odiently as the Count wanted. I turned away from the view outside and pulled the velvet curtain to block the view. It was then the time to tell Amy to stop the carriage. Before that, a scream rang. ¡°Aaack!¡± Read only at rofanseries.wordpress.com. | DO NOT SHARE OUR TRANSLATIONS. My eyes widened as I recognized who the man was. ¡°I guess you¡¯ve gotten a little aggressive since the last time we met.¡± Read only at rofanseries.wordpress.com. | DO NOT SHARE OUR TRANSLATIONS. The Razette I haven¡¯t seen in six years, was a different person from back then. The appearance of a boy who had long disappeared was now a man and his lips drew a smile. ¡°I¡¯m here to get you back.¡± The frozen raindrops were gently falling over to Razette¡¯s shoulders. After the spring I sent him out, dozens of seasons have passed, and now it is winter again. One day, the man who hated me came back. CH 1 ¡°Sister¡­ are you alright¡­?¡± A sound burst through my eardrum, it felt like my brain was going to crack. There was someone who was talking to me but I couldn¡¯t comprehend what that person was talking about. It took me a hard time to regain myself; the ache in my head and in my body felt ringing and heavy, as if I had been thrown into the sea. ¡°Sister!¡± Someone had grabbed my wrist, the grip was so strong that at that moment my mind that seemed to be swimming afloat the vast sea came back to reality. My eyes widened at shock. ¡°Sister, what¡¯s wrong? Are you not feeling well?¡± My vision greeted me facing a certain, young lad. A boy who was too big to be referred to as a ¡®boy¡¯, yet too young to be called a ¡®man¡¯. Sister¡­? The boy and the call name he addressed me seemed foreign and at the same time familiar. . ¡°Shall I call for a physician? Your hands are swollen.¡± I stared at the boy who grabbed my trembling hands. ¡°Wh, who are¡­ you¡­¡± I asked, hoarseness in my voice came out. The boy¡¯s face hardened at my question, his expression was cold and hard to read, but soon his face became sad. Tears dripped from his eyes. ¡®Why was he suddenly crying?¡¯ No clue what was happening and why am I here, and the boy in front of me cried at the first sentence I spoke. ¡°It¡¯s my mistake. I won¡¯t bring up getting a dog anymore, so please don¡¯t be like that to me.¡± ¡°¡­No, who are you and what are you talking about¡­¡± ¡°I just thought that Sister are fond of animals¡­¡± I desperately recalled the last thing I could remember. The reason for me being here, what I was doing yesterday¡­ Memories flashed as I tried hard to remember anything, and imagery of a truck vividly unfold before me. Ah, so I was hit by a truck. That¡¯s right. I wasn¡¯t obviously able to dodge that passing truck, and the time I was hit was still fresh from my mind. I am not stupid enough not tell the difference between a dream and reality. Which was why I should have already died instantly then. ¡°What do you mean? Where am I, why am I here¡­¡± Yet, somehow, I was alive. I quickly turned around and looked at my surroundings. It seemed that I was not located in a hospital. There was no scent of drugs that gave off the distinct smell of a hospital, and there was no noise. In addition to my voice that followed a silence, the place was like another person¡¯s room. I belatedly noticed something when I looked around. ¡°Your eyes¡­¡± The boy¡¯s eyes were strange. If I were to pinpoint it out, it was the color of his eyes. The reason why I wasn¡¯t startled the first time I saw him in this predicament was because the color of his hair was black, a color that¡¯s familiar to me. ¡°Hm? What¡¯s wrong with my eyes?¡± However, the boy¡¯s eye color was not. It was a color of green. The tip of my toe suddenly tingled. When I lowered my head, an unexpected sight came to view; pieces of a teacup were scattered under the sofa where I was sitting, an ivory rug was set and the teapot was found fallen on the floor. As I wondered to myself why I felt my feet stinging from pain, I saw myself barefoot. It was fortunate that I was not seriously injured as the broken pieces barely touched the tip of my toe. ¡°I¡¯m sorry¡­ huh?¡± A warm heat enveloped my palm, I raised my head in surprise. I made eye contact with the boy who placed my hand to his cheek, as if it was part of him. Tears were still dripping from his eyes. ¡°I dislike dogs too, I find them scary. Still, I just thought that Sister are fond of them, so I do too¡­¡± What was he talking about? ¡°I don¡¯t know who you are for you to act like this.¡± I replied with a confused expression, when I tried to pull out my hand from his hold, the boy¡¯s tears immediately stopped. As if it was all a lie. As if he was just only acting. Does he have a dissociative identity disorder or something? ¡°I never had a younger brother like you, so please let go of my hand. It hurts.¡± What if my memory were just screwed? Wasn¡¯t I got hit by a truck? But no matter how many times I recalled my memory, I would only come up with the same conclusion. I was obviously hit by a truck while I was crossing a street. The sensation was something I could never forget, my body flew to the air, hitting head first. I heard someone¡¯s screaming when I was on the verge of my death, all of it was still vivid to me. I was born unfortunate. I led a difficult life, which was why it didn¡¯t occur to me that I would experience a miracle; suddenly die then reborn again. ¡°Caleb. My name¡¯s Caleb.¡± ¡°Caleb?¡± ¡°Yes. I am Sister¡¯s younger brother.¡± He tried to conceal it, but I sensed a murderous intent in his eyes. ¡°Caleb. Caleb. Caleb¡­¡± It seemed that I had heard of that name somewhere. Where was it again? Caleb. Caleb¡­ It was at that moment when I tried to recall anything by calling his name. ¡°Heuk¡­!¡± Memories flashed through me. Random memories that forced its way through made me feel that my brain was going to explode. I gripped my head with both of my hands and with my eyes wide open, memories constructing and organizing inside my brain. ¡®Sister. Sister! I, I¡­ He-heuk, don¡¯t leave me¡­!¡¯ It wasn¡¯t my memory. A mansion on fire. There was a child crawling on the floor as he gasped for oxygen, and the chandelier that narrowly fell off in front of the child. I knew the name of that child. Caleb Vistor. And¡­ ¡°My name, what¡¯s my name?¡± ¡°Sister?¡± ¡°Tell me my name!¡± I grabbed my neck, started at my own scream. It wasn¡¯t a voice I was familiar with. A sense of incongruity that I had never felt before came over me. Memories that sporadically rushed into one another. ¡°Lizen Vistor. That is Sister¡¯s name.¡± As I was denying my ridiculous assumption, the boy confirmed my suspicions. Lizen Vistor. The name was also familiar to me, and I knew who the name belonged to. She was the villainess of the recent novel I had read. I jumped up from my seat and ran towards the wall mirror. And in front of the mirror, I was confronted to a shocking sight. ¡°This cannot be.¡± CH 2 Her camellia-like hair swayed, long down to her waist. Her green eyes resembled a jewel, as if it was a studded pair. ¡°How¡­ is this possible?¡± A familiar name and a familiar boy. A memory of ¡®someone¡¯ came upon her. She had reached an answer. The body she was in was the villainess¡¯, from a novel she had read. And she fainted, whether it was because of the memories that she had suddenly remembered or was because she wanted to escape from her unbelievable reality. * * * As is to the novel¡¯s title, it was a literature of a hopeless romance. The male lead¡¯s pitiful past began at the hands of the villainess, Lizen Vistor. Him, who had lost his childhood memories, was adopted by the Count from the orphanage. Lizen Vistor. The villainess who had gone crazy after denying the reality of her beloved brother¡¯s death. The family¡¯s relationship was harmonious. There was no stain; not until the accident that had caused the death of Lizen¡¯s younger brother. And her brother¡¯s death changed her. Lizen, who couldn¡¯t accept his death, took in a similar boy who looked like him and treated him as her younger brother. Lizen¡¯s victim, Razette Wigrion, the male lead. ¡°Sister.¡± And the boy in front of Lizen seemed to be Razette. Lizen raised her hand without answering him. Ten minutes had passed since she regained consciousness; however, she still couldn¡¯t believe that she possessed a character from a novel. ¡°Sister, are you okay?¡± ¡°¡­¡­.¡± ¡°I was shocked when you suddenly fainted, and that Sister asked me for her name¡­ Are you feeling unwell?¡± Lizen was in no mood to answer Rizette. When she ignored him, he stayed silent; unsure if he had the courage to ask Lizen again. She closed her eyes and reorganized her clouded mind. Didn¡¯t know anything, all information she knew at the moment was that she possessed the mad woman in a novel. She was hit by a truck and when she opened her eyes, the scene earlier greeted her. ¡°Father will be here anytime soon. I had informed Father that Sister had fainted.¡± She reopened her eyes again and locked eyes at Razette where he was sitting at the side of her bed. Her chest tightened as their eyes met and raised her hand, rubbing her chest as if to soothe herself. Lizen died at the hands of Razette. Lizen wanted Razette to be her younger brother Caleb, controlling everything about him: from his tone, speech, behavior, to his expressions. ¡°You have been quiet for quite some time now. Are you angry?¡± A gentle and caring younger brother was looking back at Lizen, yet it was only nothing but an act. Razette had to result in pretending to be Caleb in order to survive from her craziness. Razette moistened his lips, perhaps nervous when Lizen didn¡¯t say a word. At that same moment, the door opened. She shook her head at the unfamiliar visitor, meanwhile, Razette moved away from Lizen and stood near the wall. ¡°Lizen!¡± A middle-aged man appeared at the door. ¡°What the hell happened?¡± The man¡¯s hair was red. She didn¡¯t have to think hard about who appeared. It was perhaps Lizen¡¯s fa-, no, it was also the possessor¡¯s father now as well. ¡°What happened for you to faint all of a sudden!¡± The Count¡¯s shortness of breath made her taken aback by the worry expressed for her. As she recalled, Count Vistor hated Lizen. To be precise, Lizen¡¯s hate for him was greater. The Count loved his daughter. Until his son died. The day Lizen¡¯s younger brother died in a hut, Lizen was also there with him. Avoiding their parents¡¯ eyes, the two went to their hideout hut; a place of their little secret: a private space where their parents¡¯ gazes couldn¡¯t be seen. On the night they were there, a fire was ablaze in their hut. And it was Lizen who only survived. ¡°Speak up, Lizen.¡± Her loving father turned cold after that accident. ¡®I want my brother back.¡¯ The deranged father, similar to Lizen¡¯s longing for her brother; he actively searched at the orphanage and looked for a replacement. ¡°Yes, I¡¯m fine. I just felt dizzy for a moment.¡± Lizen does not even know the reason she fainted. Perhaps it was because another soul came to possess Lizen¡¯s body, or it was the brain that could not accept the unbelievable situation, attempted to escape. ¡°You felt dizzy, that¡¯s why you fainted? Are you out of your mind? Say something that makes sense.¡± ¡°I just told you.¡± ¡°You¡¯re quiet these days, has the disease gone away?¡± If it was a disease, it would be the madness that Lizen was suffering from. She wondered why she came to possess this mad woman¡¯s body and how it was possible. However, the situation at hand came first. She was quick to adapt to her environment. ¡°If not, did Caleb cause trouble? Are you disobeying me again?¡± The Count¡¯s fierce gaze reached Razette. Lizen¡¯s fake younger brother, unknown outside of their family. Razette flinched and shook his head. No, why was he cornering him? It was absurd. What she was feeling was presumably Lizen¡¯s emotions. Anxious and scared, her heart sank as she wondered what Count Vistor would do to Razette. Lizen does not only tortured Razette, she also basically cared for him. The problem was that Lizen couldn¡¯t find any similarities with Caleb¡¯s appearance to Razette. Conflicted, Lizen was always kind to Razette and switched to tormenting him afterward. ¡°It¡¯s not Caleb¡¯s fault.¡± After quickly grasping the situation in front of her, the first thing she did was cover up for him. ¡°Caleb took care of me when I fainted, so don¡¯t blame him.¡± As Razette looked up at her, their eyes met. She radiated enmity in her green eyes. Their eyes locked at each other, she slowly raised the corners of her lip. If she wanted to live, she may well start to look good starting forward. CH 3 ¡°Don¡¯t spoil your little brother too much. If he made a mistake, it is your duty as his sister to correct him.¡± Razette slightly frowned as he heard the Count, and when Lizen turned her head toward him, his smiling gaze avoided her; Lizen instead looked at the sighing Count. ¡°There¡¯s no one to reprimand, Father. He had done nothing wrong.¡± ¡°¡­I have summoned the doctor. He¡¯ll check on you to find out why you collapsed. Oh, speak of the devil.¡± A knock echoed from the door. A doctor entered, and a butler, who seemed to have shown the doctor the way, stood outside. Lizen sat on the bed as the doctor examined her pulse and asked her politely, ¡°Do you suddenly feel lightheaded?¡± Lizen felt a little lightheaded before she fainted. ¡°A little?¡± The doctor continued asking several more questions, and she answered as much as she could while peeping into Lizen¡¯s memory. ¡°Your condition is still off the charts. You¡¯ve lost weight compared to the last time I saw you. Your pulse¡¯s unstable too.¡± With his arms crossed, the Count listened to the doctor narrate his findings. ¡°I suspect that it may be the side effect of the drug.¡± ¡®A drug?¡¯ Lizen pondered about what the doctor was referring to, only to realize later what it was. There was a medicine that the original Lizen was taking regularly. A drug to comfort her reality. (TN: antidepressants) When Lizen drank the drug, it made her mind lightheaded, depriving her of the ability to think of anything, eventually washing away her troubled heart and mind. ¡°All medicines have side effects. In severe cases, your medicine could cause you to faint. Have you ever overdosed on your medication recently?¡± Both the Count and the doctor looked at her, curious. They silently waited for her to utter a response. Lizen does not know whether the original Lizen abused her drugs or not. As she forced herself to remember, a spark of memory came to light. However, before she could speak, an uninvited guest suddenly intervened. ¡°What do you mean, ¡®overdose¡¯?¡± A woman in a black maid suit said as she walked inside Lizen¡¯s room. Her voice and tone were firm, as if she had heard the conversation before walking in. ¡°My Lady always takes her medications in recommended dosage.¡± ¡°This maid is in charge of my daughter¡¯s medications.¡± As per the command of the Count, the maid was assigned to be the caretaker of Lizen¡¯s medication. Unless the one in charge gave too much, the overdose and the cause of Lizen¡¯s lightheadedness might lie elsewhere. And with the sudden appearance of the maid, the attention quickly drew to her. Lizen could not help but frown. ¡®She¡¯s lying.¡¯ When Lizen was suspecting that the original Lizen¡¯s memories may have the answer to the doctor¡¯s question, she tried hard to recall them, and a spark of memory made her realize the truth. The maid who came unannounced was named Amy. Lizen¡¯s personal maid was fearless, and indeed, just exactly as the doctor feared, Amy was the one who caused Lizen¡¯s overdose. ¡®Behave and take this medicine. Don¡¯t bother ordering me around, do you understand?¡¯ As per the original Lizen¡¯s memory, Amy mistreated Lizen. To be in charge of taking care of a lost-cause noblewoman means power, and Lizen was the perfect prey for Amy, who had an inferiority complex. Lizen casually looked ahead, and she unexpectedly made eye contact with Razette. He seemed to have been expressionlessly looking back and forth at Lizen and Amy. And for a moment, their gazes met each other. Quietly, Razete turned away. It seemed that he did not want to be included in her overdose case. ¡®He¡¯s pretending not to know¡­¡¯ Razette was aware of the truth. The truth that Amy repeatedly neglected and threatened Lizen with drugs. But it was understandable for him to pretend to be unaware; he dislikes Lizen. Moreover, there was no concrete evidence to support her claims of being abused by her personal maid. It would be wiser to keep silent and not tell the truth. ¡°I¡¯ll see you again at the next consultation.¡± The doctor got up with files on him as if he had already figured it out. The Count glanced at her after the doctor left the room and suddenly approached her. ¡°The doctor mentioned that your fainting was because of the side effects of your medication, and you¡¯ve been on it for a long time now, so he might have been right. It could have been because of that. But Lizen.¡± For someone who was fuming with anger when he came into Lizen¡¯s room earlier, his voice was quiet as he asked, ¡°Has your brother ever given you any drugs?¡± ¡®Why is he suspecting someone else?¡¯ By the original Lizen¡¯s memories and how the novel unfolded, Razette never secretly stole nor fed Lizen medicine. ¡°It¡¯s not Caleb,¡± she responded. The Count did not suspect Amy, who took advantage of her dependence on drugs, and whom he thought would not do such a thing, but rather, he kept suspecting Razette. It would be more appropriate to say that the Count placed immense trust in Amy. After pondering over it, she decided not to tell him of Amy¡¯s wrongdoings. The Count was not interested in his own daughter, and the proof of his neglect was Amy¡¯s treatment of Lizen. It would be more likely that even if she were to speak the truth, he would not believe her. ¡°Caleb had nothing to do with the drugs. Don¡¯t drag him into this.¡± Lizen began to feel anxious that Razette would get dragged into this mess. However, the Count turned his back and walked away, his tired complexion becoming more distant. The butler at the door followed suit, and soon the door closed. ¡°What¡¯s going on? Are you okay?¡± ¡°Yes, don¡¯t worry about me.¡± She nodded at Amy, who closed the door shut as she pretended to be concerned about me. It did not mean that she would be silent about this forever; she was bidding for the right time. Right now, no one in her family would believe her; she was not mentally sound after all. Unless there was a chance where everyone would have no choice but believe her, her words would continue to be dismissed as ravings and lies. ¡°¡­Caleb.¡± She dealt with Amy in silence, and as soon as the maid was out of sight, she immediately looked and called for him, ¡°Come here.¡± In the meantime, Lizen decided to put off dealing with Amy and settle the issue at hand piece by piece. CH 4 As she tried to remember the previous Lizen¡¯s latest memories, she was right about what had recently happened before she possessed Lizen¡¯s body. ¡®You¡¯re not Caleb-!¡¯ Oftentimes, Lizen would lash out whenever he acted differently. As Lizen continued to reject her little brother¡¯s death by seeing Razette as Caleb, her state would become unstable whenever reality hits her¡ªthat Razette was not Caleb. And that was what had happened earlier. A situation again where Lizen got angry because Razette did not act like Caleb. ¡®Sister, should we raise a dog? If it were to be trained well and kept by our side, we could take it for a walk, too. Furthermore, neither of us would be bored.¡¯ Lizen and Caleb spend most of their time together. The two were having tea together. Razette was watching and feeling out her mood as she continued to hold and bother him. However, as soon as he spoke, Lizen¡¯s smiling face slowly hardened. ¡®A dog?¡¯ ¡®Yes, and it¡¯s cute, too.¡¯ ¡®Caleb hates dogs terribly. He¡¯s so scared he can¡¯t even get near them. Cute, you say?¡¯ ¡®¡­S-sis, sister.¡¯ ¡®You¡¯re not Caleb! Caleb isn¡¯t like this-!¡¯ She stopped trying to recollect at that point. After that scene, she possessed Lizen¡¯s body and fainted after asking what her name was. She could not imagine how ridiculous the situation was, much less if she was Razette. ¡°Come here.¡± He stiffened at her call, his lower lip trembling. It was as if she had said something scary, but then he buried himself in her arms. Lizen accepted his embrace in bewilderment. ¡®But I didn¡¯t tell him to hug me¡­?¡¯ Lizen was taken aback at the sudden embrace, and she could not hide her confused face. But she knew she should not prolong this. She felt the need to apologize immediately to Razette, who must have been as surprised and confused as she was. ¡°I apologize for what happened earlier.¡± ¡°¡­¡­.¡± Razette looked at her with a puzzled look, like someone who could not comprehend what she had just said. He was kneeling on the floor as he hugged her, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, by the waist. He looked at her and tilted his head. ¡°What was it, Sister?¡± ¡®He¡¯s pretending as if nothing happened. Then, I would, too¡­ Otherwise, it wouldn¡¯t make sense.¡¯ It would be embarrassing for her if she acted distinctly different from the original Lizen. Moreover, she had just recently shouted at him. ¡°You know, I screamed at you earlier. As you are already aware, I hate dogs. I was both saddened and angry that you asked for me to raise one.¡± It was Caleb who hated dogs, but she, who had possessed Lizen, thought she should end the issue here. Razette, who became Caleb, did not know whether Lizen adored dogs or not. he may not even be interested in knowing. ¡°No matter how angry I was, I shouldn¡¯t have lashed out at you like that. I can¡¯t seem to control myself these days.¡± ¡°¡­¡­.¡± Razette still looked like he was pretending not to know. ¡°¡­I know,¡± Razette murmured softly, burrowing into her arms again. Then a weak voice came out. ¡°I made Sister angry, so I understand. I¡¯m sorry, Sister.¡± ¡®Why¡¯s he acting like this?¡¯ ¡°Even if I was angry, for me to scream and lash out at you like that¡­¡± She continued to persuade him. But it wasn¡¯t right for her to continue this way, especially when she possessed the body of Lizen now. Razette might laugh at her for being a hypocrite. So she decided to let it go. ¡°Anyway, it¡¯s not your fault.¡± ¡°¡­You¡¯re too kind, Sister.¡± Lizen sighed deep inside as she watched her fake young brother lie. She held him closer, shoulder to shoulder, and thought for a while. ¡°Caleb, how old are you now?¡± ¡°What?¡± Razette asked in bewilderment. It was strange for her to suddenly ask when she was lost in thought and had not said anything for a while. ¡°Why are you asking all of a sudden?¡± ¡°No, I just¡­ I was just wondering if I remembered correctly. Just to make sure. To make sure.¡± She was curious how long it would be before Razette escapes from the manor, and how long before he becomes free from acting as Lizen¡¯s dead young brother. Only then she would know when she would die, and how much time she had left. Razette hates Lizen. It was inevitable. His uncommon black hair. Green eyes, like hers. Due to two traits of Caleb¡¯s being similar to his, he became Lizen¡¯s fake younger brother. ¡°I¡¯m two years younger than Sister.¡± He gave a vague answer. ¡°And Sister¡¯s 15th birthday is coming soon.¡± Lizen then realized. Razette probably thought that she was testing him. A test to see how well Razette can imitate Lizen¡¯s dead brother, Caleb. ¡°You remember it well,¡± She smiled at him as an approval of his answer. Lizen initially planned to estimate the duration she had left, but she knew she had to act more like Lizen to some extent so that others would not be suspicious. ¡°Ah.¡± Razette had a look on his face that he had realized something too late. Razette then laughed¡ªlike he was trying to hide his embarrassment. ¡°Wrong.¡± CH 5 ¡°It¡¯s your 16th birthday, not 15th.¡± Lost in words at Razette¡¯s sudden confession. ¡°What?¡± she asked. ?Am I mistaken?¡¯ Her brain suddenly stopped working. Her heart pounded, and her fingertips stiffened. ¡°Please cut me some slack.¡± ¡°Caleb, you¡­¡± Lizen was speechless. ¡°Sorry, Sister¡­ It¡¯s because I haven¡¯t adjusted yet. In fact, I still can¡¯t believe I¡¯m your little brother.¡± ¡°¡­¡­¡± She had forgotten. Razette is not someone to obey rules that easily; oftentimes he only pretended to comply with Lizen¡¯s words while playing tricks on her. Razette was a boy who deliberately went against her intentions while pretending to be innocent. ¡°Were you offended? I¡¯m sorry.¡± She felt dumbfounded when she saw his face: not an ounce of guilt in his expression. She thought he had noticed that she was not the original Lizen. The good thing about all this was that she, fortunately, noticed how far the story had progressed due to his poor pranks. The words, ?15th birthday¡¯, were accepted without much thought. They did not hold any truth in the first place. Lizen¡¯s first birthday since Razette became ?Caleb¡¯ was on her 16th birthday. That means it had not been long since Razette arrived at the Count¡¯s manor. ¡®At most¡­ about half a year.¡¯ ¡°Are you having a hard time adjusting?¡± The original Lizen remade her own memories after losing Caleb. She created a cliche story in her head that he was just lost, and she found him after she searched the orphanage. ¡°I have been living here for almost a year already. All thanks to Sister, I have been adjusting well enough.¡± It was unclear why Razette lost his memory and had lived in an orphanage. There were many omissions in the novel. She only knew that Razette had lost his memory and that he had been in the orphanage when he had caught Lizen¡¯s eye. ¡°Yes¡­¡± She stared at Razette. What did he think when she showed him no mind of his deliberate prank? ?Does he think it¡¯s because the drugs that are causing me to be muddle-headed?¡¯ It¡¯d be great if he did. She was anxious that she would make a mistake if she continued talking to the cheeky Razette who was teasing her. ¡°I want to rest, Caleb. Go back to your room.¡± She pushed Razette out of her arms. ¡°Ah, I should. I¡¯ve been holding on to you too much. Call me if you¡¯re bored.¡± Even though it might be terrible to be with someone he didn¡¯t like, Razette seemed quite patient. Looking at his back as he walked away like he truly felt regretful of me no longer indulging him. ¡®His acting is so good¡­¡¯ ¡°You. Come here,¡± Lizen raised her finger at the maid who stood still. Her forehead slightly wrinkled from Lizen¡¯s sudden change of tone, someone many years younger than her. ¡°Why?¡± ¡°What do you mean why? You have to clean this up.¡± She pointed at the glass by the bedside. The maid looked at Lizen for a moment, wondering. The medicine was the reason the maid was able to bully the original Lizen. But the Lizen now do not need any more of those drugs. ¡°Clean it up.¡± The insolent maid looked at Lizen as if she had a lot to say, but Lizen pretended not to notice and pulled the rope. A little later, another maid came in. No one knew Amy was taking advantage of Lizen. If it gets found out that the maid had harassed a noble lady, it would not stop with just being kicked out. ¡°Can you help Amy? I guess it¡¯s too much for her.¡± ¡°Yes?¡± ¡°She can¡¯t lift the cup. Clean it up with her.¡± Fearing what else the young lady might do, the maid bowed her head, embarrassed. She quickly grabbed the cup and left the room together with Amy. ¡°Haa¡­ what¡¯s going on here?¡± Lizen finally caught her breath in the quiet room after everyone got out. She was exhausted from all the thinking and talking, more so because of Razette¡¯s earlier teasing. Lizen looked at the spacious room again. It was huge. It was not a studio where she could barely lie down, but a large room with a separate dress room and all kinds of furniture and decorations. When she opened the cream-colored closet, there was a line of expensive-looking dresses. Lizen took out a dress on display and wore it on, and opened the jewelry box on the dresser. ?There are good things about being Lizen.¡¯ She became the daughter of a wealthy noble family that she could not dream of in her previous life. She felt a little better when she saw the accessories filling the jewelry box. ¡®It might be worth living if I had this much money.¡¯ Of course, it simply requires her to deal with one thing. How not to die by Razette, who would kill her in the future. The answer turned out to be absurdly simple. By making Razette stop hating her. He already hates her, but if she reduces his hatred bit by bit, she will gradually escape death. Her only hope was that it had only been half a year since Razette came to the Count¡¯s manor. In other words, hatred could not be as deep as she thought. ¡°It¡¯s worth a try.¡± There¡¯s still quite a long time left before Razette kills Lizen. ¡°Let¡¯s enjoy it for now.¡± When else would she be a noblewoman and enjoy the luxury? She thought it would be easy to leave the future to her future self.