Oh No, I Possessed a Male Character! (13 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 6
I stepped out of the Crown Prince’s palace. Since I wasn’t familiar with the layout here, I first intended to stop by the library and borrow a map.
My immediate task was locating the library within this vast imperial palace. But today seemed unusually fortunate.
Perhaps due to Muzel’s striking appearance, people kept striking up conversations with me. Once again, a palace official I happened to meet cheerfully greeted me.
“Oh! Counselor Muzel! Where are you headed?”
“Yes, I was just on my way to the library.”
“Oh, what perfect timing! I’m heading that way myself.”
“Then shall we go together?”
Grateful for this unexpected lifeline, I immediately seized it.
Thanks to the angel I’d met by chance, I safely reached the library and went straight to the librarian to request a map.
The librarian tilted their head in mild confusion.
“Why do you need a map?”
I casually replied with an air of innocence.
“I have to go somewhere unfamiliar today.”
“I see.”
Quest cleared without difficulty. I neatly folded the map the librarian handed me and tucked it into my jacket pocket.
After walking for quite a while, I finally made it outside the imperial palace.
“Now then…”
I quickly glanced around.
Wide avenues were bustling with people and carriages weaving through chaotically. It seemed sidewalks and roadways hadn’t yet been clearly separated here.
I carefully observed the people around me. Just then, a gentleman raised his hand high—much like hailing a taxi—and waved. Immediately, a carriage swiftly pulled up in front of him.
“Oh!”
That was exactly what I needed right now. Truly, one had to be observant to survive.
I quickly mimicked the man and raised my hand. A carriage promptly recognized my signal and stopped right before me.
“To the harbor, please.”
“Yes, sir!”
Now that I’d learned how to summon a carriage, getting around the capital for the time being wouldn’t be difficult.
Come to think of it, I’d borrowed the map for nothing. Only now did I understand why the librarian had seemed puzzled.
After confirming cargo loading at the harbor, I immediately headed to the cathedral.
The cathedral resembled a church or sanctuary from my former world. Its quiet, sacred atmosphere seemed perfect for prayer.
“Phew…”
I let out a sigh and looked up at the cathedral building. The cathedral’s prayer rooms had their windows closed when occupied and open when empty.
Could Evangeline really be inside one of those rooms right now? I decided to trust my luck today to the very end.
With that thought, I sat down on a bench and gazed at the cathedral’s serene garden.
Unlike the meticulously manicured palace gardens, this place preserved nature as much as possible, offering a completely different kind of charm.
I should come here often—good for refreshing the mind.
I pulled out my pocket watch and checked the time.
“Hmm…”
I needed to return to the palace at a reasonable hour. Even if I didn’t meet Evangeline, there was no need to be impatient—today wasn’t my only chance.
In the novel, their first meeting began when Muzel happened to witness Evangeline with a broken shoe heel while she walked through the cathedral and offered help.
“Heels really are uncomfortable.”
I chuckled to myself. Having recently lived as an office worker in formal attire, I knew all too well the pain of sharply pointed heels.
I put the watch back in my pocket and slowly stood up.
So this was where my luck ended today. It seemed I’d have to return without seeing Evangeline after all.
Just then—
“Oh my!”
A faint cry came from somewhere nearby.
I leapt up from the bench as if spring-loaded. My luck clearly wasn’t over yet!
I hurried toward the sound.
“Excuse me, but what’s going—”
I stopped mid-sentence, momentarily stunned.
Hair like silver thread intricately stitched with diamonds. Amber eyes so clear they shimmered gold as they turned toward me.
Seeing Evangeline crouched on the ground, I stammered.
“E-Evangeline?”
The silver-haired woman slightly furrowed her brows.
“I am indeed Evangeline, but calling someone by name so casually upon first meeting seems rather impolite.”
Oops—my mistake. I quickly bowed my head.
“I’m very sorry. I was so startled that I overstepped.”
Evangeline let out a small sigh, straightened her posture, and stood up.
“I know who you are, too. You’re Counselor to His Highness the Crown Prince, recently appointed.”
“It’s an honor that you know of me. Please call me Muzel.”
I lowered my stance slightly. She was the daughter of a central noble house firmly established in the capital, while I was merely a minor noble from the provinces.
Even among nobles, hierarchies existed—just as not all wealthy people in my former world were the same.
Both Muzel and Evangeline were nobles by birth. But Muzel, who once ran freely in the streets like a commoner, couldn’t presume familiarity with Evangeline simply because they shared noble status.
I offered another apology.
“I truly committed a grave discourtesy earlier. I’ve heard so much about Lady Evangeline, Countess, that I was overwhelmed upon meeting you in person and blurted out your name.”
“It’s fine. I suppose I reacted too sharply.”
Fortunately, Evangeline gently let my blunder slide, just as the kind-hearted heroine she was.
I glanced at her broken heel.
“In any case, walking in that condition seems impossible.”
“Hmm… I suppose you’re right?”
Evangeline glared resentfully at the cathedral’s marble floor—her heel had caught in a narrow gap between tiles and snapped.
I gave a small smile.
“There might be a way for you to walk safely to your carriage…”
I deliberately trailed off, watching her reaction.
Though I’d already failed to replicate the novel’s exact dialogue by blurting out her name right away, life was all about improvisation anyway. As long as I reached the same destination, the route didn’t matter.
Evangeline asked with evident curiosity.
“You can manage that with these shoes?”
“Of course. The first method is…”
I pointed to my own shoes.
“Switching shoes with me. And the second…”
This time I pointed to her feet.
“Breaking the other heel as well—to make them flat like ballet slippers.”
In my world, flat shoes only became mainstream for women after the 1950s, so in this romance’s setting, flats likely hadn’t yet become standard women’s footwear.
Hoping my guess was right, I waited for Evangeline’s reply.
Just as expected, she smiled with interest.
“What a unique idea—making them both completely flat.”
“I noticed you had no maids accompanying you despite being a noble lady, so I thought I’d break a few conventions myself.”
Boldly, Evangeline took off her remaining shoe and handed it to me.
“Would you mind helping?”
I accepted the shoe without hesitation—and snapped the heel off cleanly.
Though my action was decisive, my words remained cautious.
“I apologize—it’s such a fine pair of shoes.”
“Don’t mention it. They were already unusable anyway.”
Evangeline slipped on the now-flat shoes and tested them with a few steps. Her bright smile showed her approval.
“You’ve done me a great kindness, Lord Muzel. I’ll return the favor soon.”
Now that an after-opportunity had presented itself, there was no way I’d refuse.
“Lady Evangeline’s gratitude? Honestly, I’d be reluctant to decline. I’ll be waiting.”
“Hehe, then until next time.”
Her silver hair swayed softly as she gradually walked away.
“Sigh…”
Only after Evangeline vanished completely did I release a long breath.
Somehow, I’d managed to navigate the first meeting event safely. Even though I’d made a major blunder by blurting out her name right away, the heroine’s gentle disposition ensured everything concluded without incident.
“Wow… she’s really someone worth falling for.”
Her character—aware of Muzel yet never condescending—and her breathtaking beauty, capable of stunning even another woman like me—truly lived up to the title of romance heroine. She had it all.
Unlike the male lead, who slowly grew fond of the heroine, Muzel had fallen for her from the very start—a consistently considerate secondary male lead, at least where she was concerned.
Anyway, I’d now met everyone I needed to. Rumi’s “villainess reincarnation plot” had officially moved past its inciting incident.
“Tch… still such a long way to go.”
I didn’t care about the story’s rising action or climax—only a clean ending would do. Specifically, returning to my original world together with Rumi.
Having finished my errands, I stopped by the post office before heading back to the palace and sent a telegram addressed to Rumi.
Since telegrams cost less with fewer characters, I kept my message as brief as possible.
Though I’d only read the novel because of Rumi, I’d genuinely enjoyed it myself.
And that was precisely thanks to this world’s setting.
I’d always adored steampunk aesthetics and Victorian-era backdrops, and this novel—*The Reversal Story of a Certain Countess*—hit every one of my preferences perfectly.
Of course, this world wasn’t an exact replica of the Victorian era.
Like most romance novels, it blended various worldbuilding elements into a uniquely charming setting—and the cathedral’s existence proved just that. After all, it occasionally even delivered divine oracles.
As I pondered the cathedral, the postal clerk who’d taken my telegram smiled cheerfully.
“It’ll be delivered by tomorrow morning.”
Oh—faster than I expected.
I decided to wait lightheartedly for Rumi’s reply.
When yandere male lead believes she loves him — but she never did
“How dare you!”
“How dare you make me love you, only to cast me aside as nothing more than a friend?!?
“I will never accept that.”
“I will never let you return to him.”
“Even if I have to burn myself to ashes.”
“Even if I must shatter my purity, my dignity, my very soul.”
“I will never let you escape me!”
This was the first novel that introduced me to the matriarchal genre. I’ve read it three times already!
At first, the male lead despised the female lead. Later, he misunderstood that she liked him, so he condescendingly and reluctantly reciprocated her feelings.
Then, he suddenly discovered that she was kind to everyone in the same way, and there was already someone she cherished in her heart, and that person was not him.
The male lead couldn’t believe it, he became angry and crazy. He was determined to capture her body and heart by any means necessary.
Synopsis:
Want to see how a green tea bitch male lead falls in love with the female lead?
Want to see how he flirtatiously pursues the female lead?
Want to see how he gets slapped in the face repeatedly?
The male lead is a green tea bitch, a poisonous lotus, jealous, ruthless, unscrupulous, with a venomous heart, and he’s also a delusional maniac.
The female lead is righteous, positive energy-filled, kind, a holy mother.
Let’s see how two people with extreme personalities come together~
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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