Oh No, I Possessed a Male Character! (13 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 11
Twisting the original plot didn’t seem to be as easy as eating rice.
Then again, wasn’t that true for most isekai stories?
No matter how hard the protagonist struggled to alter the original storyline, it always ended up flowing back to its destined course. After all, such stories were ultimately battles between successfully twisting the plot or failing to do so.
Still, there was one piece of good news for Rumi: most endings fell into the former category.
That was because the protagonist, having reincarnated into a character from the novel, possessed the powerful advantage of knowing everything about that fictional world—giving her a far more favorable starting position than any native character.
Thus, it was expected that Rumi, having reincarnated as the villainess, would very likely succeed in twisting the original plot, despite encountering various obstacles along the way.
In other words, this handsome man—who currently regarded her with reluctance—would soon belong to Rumi.
“…….”
For some reason, my mood sank.
Though Klaus had just rejected Rumi’s request, in the end, things would still turn out exactly as she wished. No matter how tangled the path might become, the conclusion would remain the same.
I didn’t need to worry about Rumi at all. I’d be better off focusing on taking care of myself.
“Muzel.”
Just as I was lost in those thoughts, Klaus suddenly called my name. I snapped back to my senses and replied promptly.
“Yes, Your Highness.”
His mysterious, beautiful violet eyes were fixed on me.
“Because you’re my sole aide, you’ll face all kinds of pressure. But standing firm against it is part of your skill.”
“Yes. I’ll keep that in mind.”
He was absolutely right. I had no choice but to protect myself with my own strength.
A Crown Prince protecting his aide? That was absurd. It was the aide’s duty to sacrifice herself for the Crown Prince—not the other way around.
“I’ll manage my conduct meticulously so as not to bring shame upon Your Highness.”
“Good. I trust you.”
Klaus returned his gaze to the documents.
“…….”
Watching his profile, I reminded myself: never forget my place. I was merely a supporting character, here to assist the protagonists.
The virtue of a supporting role was to never hinder the protagonists, only to quietly support them. Otherwise, I’d fall into the role of a villain and meet a pitiful end—that was the ironclad rule of romance novels.
My already heavy heart sank even further.
[This is the timeline separator]My gloomy mood persisted well into the night.
Why on earth was I feeling this way today? I usually valued logic over emotions, yet here I was, trapped in such a dreary mood for so long.
I tried racking my brain to pinpoint the cause of this melancholy, but nothing stood out.
“Rumi’s attempt to become an aide failed—so why am I like this?”
The inability to identify the source of my feelings made me deeply uncomfortable.
This wouldn’t do. I needed to step outside and take a short walk.
An essential item for nighttime strolls was a lantern. Without one, palace guards might mistake me for a suspicious intruder and beat me senseless before I could even explain myself.
Holding a dimly lit lantern in one hand, I began walking slowly.
“Huuu…….”
The air was quite cold—perhaps because winter had already begun. Soon, I’d need to wear a thick wool coat. I walked toward the garden, letting the chilly air fill my lungs.
Among the many luxuries I enjoyed thanks to my reincarnation, this beautiful garden was undoubtedly the finest.
Even with only bare branches remaining, the place exuded a quiet elegance. My old rooftop garden back at the office—no bigger than a postage stamp—couldn’t possibly compare.
“Office…….”
Thinking of that rooftop garden triggered a chain of memories from my former life.
What had become of my real life, left behind while I lay unconscious? Since I lived alone, had anyone found me collapsed and taken me to the emergency room? Had I already been fired from my job?
How worried must my parents be right now? Perhaps they were crying just like Rumi’s parents.
“…….”
I felt even more dejected.
This was exactly why I tried so hard not to dwell on my old life—but my thoughts had drifted there anyway.
Truthfully, my life back then had been utterly ordinary. Nothing extraordinary, but nothing disastrous either—just a perfectly uneventful existence.
Of course, being human, I’d occasionally gotten so angry that I’d wanted to throw it all away. I’d often grumbled over drinks, lamenting that this life was already ruined.
But now, suddenly reborn as Muzel with no warning or preparation, I missed my old life terribly.
There was no way back—and even if there were, I couldn’t just abandon Rumi and leave on my own.
This sudden wave of melancholy and homesickness filled my mind and heart before I could even react.
My nose stung, and my eyes grew hot. I let out an exaggerated sigh on purpose.
“Haaah…….”
“What makes your sigh so deep?”
“Eep!”
I nearly dropped my lantern at the sudden voice. Whirling around in a panic, I spotted the source.
“Y-Your Highness!”
“Did I startle you? My apologies, Muzel.”
Despite his words, Klaus wore an utterly unapologetic expression as he casually waved his hand. This guy had definitely done it on purpose.
I quickly bowed, flustered.
“I was just lost in thought and came out to clear my head with a walk.”
(And what about you, male lead? What are you doing out here at this hour?)
I swallowed the question and waited quietly for his next words.
Klaus glanced up at the sky once before speaking.
“When I need to sort my thoughts, I swing my sword. Seems you’re different.”
Well, of course I was. This side character wasn’t written as a swordsman.
“Would you like to learn?”
“Huh? Ah… yes.”
My hesitant, mumbled reply made Klaus chuckle softly.
“If you reject me so openly, I’ll get embarrassed.”
“My apologies.”
Strangely enough, my superior outside work hours felt completely different—somehow gentler than usual.
I subtly glanced around. A few steps behind him, his royal guard followed closely. Even within the palace grounds, he never let his guard down.
“Where were you headed, Your Highness?”
“Oh, I was also going to clear my head—on my way to the training grounds.”
He grinned and added, “Shall we go together?”
I didn’t have the courage to refuse my boss twice, so I reluctantly nodded, holding back tears.
“Yes. It’s an honor.”
Even at this late hour, several guards were sweating away in the palace’s sword training grounds, typically reserved for the royal guards.
Knights recognizing Klaus offered brief bows from various corners, and he returned them with a simple wave before moving to a corner and facing his accompanying guard.
“Keep it under five exchanges.”
“Understood.”
I stood beside them like a sack of grain someone had dumped there, wondering, Where am I? Who am I?
Meanwhile, knights began gathering, eager to watch the Crown Prince’s training. They gave me polite nods, which I returned in kind.
Klaus, clad in a thin shirt, raised his sword. All eyes turned to him.
Then someone spoke to me in a soft voice.
“Lady Muzel, I presume? I’ve heard much about you. I’m Lutz.”
“Oh—yes, Lord Lutz.”
I awkwardly exchanged introductions with this unfamiliar guard. He had light brown hair and gentle green eyes that left a strong impression.
Lutz seemed slightly shy as he spoke.
“Truthfully, I’ve wanted to speak with you for some time. You serve as the Crown Prince’s closest aide, after all.”
“I’m still learning in every way. It’s actually you knights—who cross blades with His Highness—that I admire.”
I replied with practiced ease while frantically searching my memory for anything about “Lutz.” But he must have been such a minor extra that nothing came to mind.
If only I’d immersed myself in the original story like Rumi and reread it thoroughly a few times.
“But you really are as beautiful as the rumors say.”
“Huh?”
When I stared at him with a baffled expression, he flushed and waved his hands frantically.
“No—not in a bad way! It’s just… this is the first time I’ve seen Lady Muzel up close.”
“I see.”
I understood his reaction well enough.
In the original story, Muzel was so stunning that she’d turn heads wherever she went. There was only one person completely unmoved by her beauty—Evangeline.
A sharp series of kiai cries rang out, followed by awed murmurs from the knights.
Apparently, something impressive had just happened. But as a complete novice in swordsmanship, I couldn’t tell what was so remarkable about it.
Thankfully, the ever-helpful Lutz explained.
“His Highness didn’t meet his opponent’s force head-on. Instead, he redirected it sideways to create an opening for a counterattack. A very clever move.”
“I see.”
So, basically, Klaus had done something amazing.
Even though their sparring lasted only a few exchanges, both Klaus and his sparring partner were drenched in sweat. A knight quickly brought over a fluffy towel, which Klaus accepted without a word.
“Thank you.”
The knight, honored to receive thanks from the Crown Prince, beamed with pride.
Klaus seemed to command far more genuine respect from the knights than I’d expected—not because he was royalty, but simply as a person.
“Muzel.”
“Yes, Your Highness.”
While wiping his sweat, Klaus pointed with his fingers toward one wall. It was lined with various weapons—swords, sabers, spears, bows, and more.
“Is there anything here you can handle?”
Oh no. Internally, I groaned.
I should’ve known something was off when he dragged me along. He’d clearly intended to shove a weapon into my hands all along.
Male lead first thought she played hard to get, only to realize she
really disliked him
Short intro:
What she can’t stand the most is the streets full of effeminate men, especially that so-called top beauty whom she avoids at all costs.
Shen Yaoxing looks at Jiang Mingyue, who keeps approaching her with coy shyness.
Shen Yaoxing: Bro, don’t be like this, I’m really about to throw up!
She fears nothing in heaven or earth, except for him getting close to her.
*
At first he thought she was just using the trick of feigning indifference to attract his attention. Later, he learned that she truly despised him.
This dealt a heavy blow to Jiang Mingyue, and he vowed to make her, like everyone else, fall at his feet in worship!
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Synopsis:
Before transmigrating, Shen Yaoxing only wanted to find a reliable man to spend her life with. Who knew that after transmigrating, she would become a reliable woman herself…
A forced misandrist, highly skilled, and reliable female lead
vs.
An initially aloof and arrogant, later morbid, obsessed male lead
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Waiting for rumi to either mature up for once or to just get out of the picture 🫠
Waiting for rumi to either mature up for once or to just get out of the picture 🫠
“If he had never learned that Muzel was a woman, he might have mistaken it for deep friendship”
I had this thought, and this semi confirmed it for me: Klaus seems to like Muzel no matter the gender. He maybe bi, but it maybe only for Muzel. Like Shang from Disney’s Mulan