It was a youthful-looking face.
Her red hair was less voluminous than mine, and her face had plump, rosy cheeks. Small features, including eyes, nose, and mouth, were charmingly placed on her small face.
“Thank you for everything.”
Cecilia’s plump cheeks looked slightly flushed. Her tone and her face were childish, but strangely, she gave the impression that she was much older than me.
“Thanks for completing the curse. Every time I saw Percop living well, I was tormented without even being able to die.”
Perhaps because I didn’t respond, young Cecilia added. I closed my mouth for a moment, then asked her.
“So are you comfortable now?”
“Yeah, completely.”
“I’m glad.”
I felt a sense of relief in her words. I hoped that she, who died unjustly, would find comfort. It was no one else but Cecilia.
“So I’ll send you back to your original world now.”
“Huh? What?”
Surprised, I was in the middle of smiling.
“Aren’t you missing your original world? You have family, and you have your body. You looked affectionate just a while ago.”
“No! I loved myself, but I don’t want to go back!”
“You don’t want to go back?”
Cecilia tilted her head as if puzzled.
“I want to stay in Delode.”
“But I can’t allow that. The curse has been lifted now. So there’s no reason for you to be here. You have to come back here.”
“But I’m already dead.”
“No, look behind you. You’re alive.”
“What’s happening…?”
Is my memory wrong?
As I closed my eyes for the last time, the moment my family cried while looking at me…
Then Cecilia laughed out loud.
“Actually, your memory is correct. You definitely died once. But since you fulfilled my wish, I have to repay you, right?”
“So you resurrected me?”
“Yeah.”
Cecilia smiled broadly. But my heart was in turmoil.
To come back to life? To go back to the hospital? To that time when I eagerly awaited death?
I didn’t want to believe it.
With Idrish, I experienced more in this past life than in my entire lifetime. Less than a year of joy was happier than a lifetime.
I shook my head.
“No, send me back to that world.”
It was a refusal filled with my entire being. Cecilia found it amusing and chuckled.
“Why are you laughing?”
“Because you seem ridiculous for not wanting to come back. That’s why it’s funny.”
I clenched my fist.
“What’s funny? I’m so desperate.”
Cecilia slid towards me as if gliding.
“Didn’t it feel like being a god in that world?”
“A god?”
“Knowing exactly what danger would come and how to prevent it, wasn’t it fun and exciting? So, of course, you don’t want to go back. But the world you know is over.”
I furrowed my brows. I didn’t want to go back in that sense.
“The novel is over, so now that world is no different from here. Staying there won’t allow you to play the role of a god like before.”
I pondered her words.
The story I knew had ended. I couldn’t act like a god anymore, whether here or there. Isn’t that what she meant?
But saying it’s the same whether I stay or go…
“You can still intervene, saying that you can’t play the role of a god anymore doesn’t mean you can’t stay.”
Wrinkles formed on Cecilia’s forehead. With an expression on her cute face, she looked like a child who had tasted a lemon.
“Of course, there’s a way.”
“Then, I want to go!”
“No, it’s not a decision to be made hastily!”
Cecilia raised both hands to her waist and shouted.
“It’s not hasty. Cecilia, think about it. When you brought me here, you brought me as you pleased. So, I’ll decide where I want to go.”
“That’s not the issue. Think carefully. Once you become a true part of this world, you won’t know what will happen in the future. Someone might suddenly harm you, and you won’t even know the day you’ll die. Is that all? The man you love so much might fall for a younger, prettier woman than you, and he might lose interest in you.”
“I don’t care.”
“Really?”
Cecilia opened her eyes wide. My answer seemed incomprehensible to her.
“I want to live like that. Everyone lives like that. I want to be a person of this world, worrying about the same things and thinking the same way. Now, that place is not just a simple novel to me. It’s my everything.”
“You’re foolish. Living like that is just an eternal repetition of anxiety. Endless doubt and pain…!”
I snapped my fingers.
“That’s it! I’ve dreamt of such a life all along! A life where I’m not just waiting for the day to die but one where I’m afraid of death because I want to live more. A life where each day is unpredictable, and that’s why I can cherish each moment, creating something precious one by one.”
“Your taste is quite peculiar, huh?”
Cecilia’s face, as she spoke, seemed to be in shock, and she burst into laughter.
“It’s quite ordinary at this point. And leaving that aside, I like it there. I like Derode, I like being a hedgehog person, I like the other friends, and I like Idrish. I don’t want to part ways.”
Cecilia wandered around, touching her chin. She seemed to be deeply contemplating. I anxiously waited for her to make a compassionate decision.
Finally, she turned towards me.
“You.”
“Yeah.”
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