Oh No, I Possessed a Male Character! (13 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 9
I stood in front of Klaus’s bedroom. Soon, the Head Steward emerged from inside.
“Lady Muzel. What brings you here at such an early hour? As far as I know, you have no duties scheduled for today.”
“Oh, it’s nothing in particular….”
Just as I was about to explain my reason to the Head Steward, Klaus’s voice came from within.
“Is that Muzel? Tell her to come in.”
“Yes, Your Highness.”
The Head Steward replied quickly, then gave me a meaningful glance—urging me to go in without delay.
“……”
Yet I couldn’t easily move my feet.
After all, this was Klaus’s most private space. From the start, very few people were permitted to enter his bedroom. I couldn’t help but wonder whether it was truly acceptable for me to step inside.
“Lady Muzel?”
“Um… all right, then….”
Prompted by the Head Steward, who had no idea what was going on inside me, I reluctantly stepped into the bedroom.
Surprisingly, Klaus hadn’t yet gotten out of bed. As he sat up, the Head Steward swiftly handed him a nightgown.
Klaus slipped his arms into the sleeves but left the front open, gazing directly at me.
“Isn’t today your day off? What’s the matter?”
I’d come only to say I’d be out all day and leave, but now I’d made things complicated. Still, thanks to this, I’d gotten a good look at the male lead’s well-built upper body—so it wasn’t a total loss.
I gave a light bow.
“I’ll be outside the Imperial Palace all day, so I came to inform you in advance. Truthfully, I only intended to speak with the Head Steward, but now I’ve had the chance to see Your Highness.”
“I see. Will you be going far?”
Klaus rubbed the corner of his eye with his fingertips, still half-asleep. Seeing him slightly disheveled made him seem more human—and somehow, more approachable.
“No. I’ll be staying at the cathedral the entire time. I thought it best to let you know my whereabouts, just in case anything should happen.”
“Hmm… the cathedral, you say….”
Klaus murmured as he splashed some water on his face.
I waited silently for him to continue. There was no need to mention my appointment with Princess Elfride at the cathedral.
He slowly opened his mouth.
“Very well. Just don’t return too late.”
“Yes. I’ll be off, then.”
Having received his formal permission, I felt considerably lighter in spirit.
As I exited the bedroom, the Head Steward whispered to me.
“Very few people are granted permission by His Highness to enter his bedroom. It seems you’ve now become one of them, Lady Muzel.”
“Is that so? What an honor.”
I was genuinely pleased to have earned Klaus’s trust. For someone who’d suddenly been transmigrated into Muzel and made chamberlain, this was a rather decent achievement.
With that thought, I hurried toward the cathedral.
The reason I’d set out so early was simple—Rumi hadn’t specified a meeting time.
I could have sent another telegram to ask, but I couldn’t be bothered to invent yet another excuse to leave the palace, so I decided to spend the entire day at the cathedral instead.
“What’s the point of staying in my room all day anyway?”
I slumped onto a bench in the cathedral garden and stretched lazily. I’d even brought a book to read in case I grew bored.
If I went straight into the prayer room, Rumi might not realize I was here, so I deliberately seated myself in the prettiest spot in the garden, making my presence obvious.
Time passed like this for quite a while.
“Seriously….”
I began to feel irritated.
Durumi, just when exactly do you plan to show up? If you didn’t set a time, you should’ve expected me to arrive early and come out yourself sooner!
Normally, Rumi never left the house. Going outside was a monumental decision for him. Setting a clear time and place for a meeting was only natural.
Yet how could someone change so drastically just from one transmigration?!
Anger made it impossible to focus on my book. I slammed it shut with a loud thud.
“Sigh.”
I tilted my head back and closed my eyes. The crisp air signaled that winter was drawing near.
Having sat outside for so long, my body had grown cold. Clearly, waiting for Rumi in the garden had been a poor choice.
I went indoors and walked quietly down the corridor, looking for a comfortable place to sit.
Just then, a strange woman spotted me from afar and quickly approached.
“Are you Lady Muzel?”
“Yes. That’s me.”
My voice came out stiff without me meaning it to.
The woman straightened her chest and spoke confidently.
“My mistress, Princess Elfride, requests your presence. Please follow me.”
I let out a quiet scoff. I understood that since we’d both been transmigrated into other bodies, we had to play our roles from the novel—but still, her tone was deeply unpleasant. Who did she think she was, ordering me around like that?
So I pushed back.
“Instead of that, I’ll stay in the prayer room. It would be better if Her Highness came in quietly herself. Wouldn’t it be problematic if someone aspiring to become Crown Princess were seen alone with a man?”
I pointed with my finger toward the empty prayer room.
Rumi’s maid hesitated for a moment. Then, seemingly convinced by my reasoning, she gave a small nod.
“Understood. I’ll inform Her Highness.”
I didn’t respond further and immediately stepped into the prayer room.
A short while later, the creak of the door opening announced the arrival of red-haired Rumi.
“Why do you have to be so bothersome as to make me come all the way here?”
Rumi frowned with Elfride’s delicate eyebrows.
Unbelievable. I bristled and shot back instantly.
“You’re the one who suggested meeting at the cathedral! And since when does anyone arrange a meeting without setting a time?”
Rumi lowered his eyes coyly.
“Well, we’ve met now, so it’s fine.”
“Yes, you’re right. Even though we never set a place, you came to the prayer room, so I suppose that counts.”
I deliberately spoke with an edge, and Rumi seemed to notice my irritation, pouting as he replied.
“You’re acting so prickly—you really are turning into the real Muzel, huh?”
“Oh my, of course! Since you’ve already fully become Elfride herself, I have to adjust accordingly.”
Rumi irritably pulled off his gloves. He seemed to have concluded that further verbal sparring would only waste emotional energy.
“Ugh, fine. Let’s leave it at that.”
He lifted his chin like an arrogant princess.
“How did your meeting with Evangeline go?”
“As per the novel—I met the female lead at the cathedral with a broken shoe, and I helped her out. Evangeline promised to repay my kindness.”
“Oh? When?”
“There hasn’t been any specific discussion yet.”
At that, Rumi flared up instantly.
“What?! Then why on earth did you call me here?! There’s been no progress beyond what you wrote in the telegram!”
“Ha! Are you serious? You’re the one who wanted to meet! You told me to come to the cathedral on my day off! Who do you think made me waste my precious holiday here since morning?!”
I’d had enough. I could tolerate Rumi’s subtle bossiness once or twice, but constantly giving in only encouraged him to push further.
Rumi glared at me, his face flushed with anger, until his eyes began to well up with tears.
What? You’re crying?
“You said you’d help me.”
Ugh, this was infuriating. Now I was the villain.
I took a moment to calm my boiling temper. Rumi’s mood swings were severe due to his depression.
Though angry, it was better for me to endure once more—it was the only way the conversation could continue.
“Yes. I’m still doing my best to help you. So please don’t rush me. If we act too hastily, everything could fall apart.”
“……”
Rumi said nothing.
I watched his face and continued.
“And Rumi—our relationship is different from the one in the novel. I understand playing roles in front of others, but when it’s just the two of us, please don’t treat me as your subordinate.”
There. I’d managed to speak calmly without raising my voice.
Rumi looked down, his eyes bright red.
“When I transmigrated, I completely left behind my miserable past. But you keep trying to drag me back into it.”
He called reality his “past.” That bothered me deeply.
“It’s not the past. It’s very much the present reality.”
“I’ve already discarded that reality, I said!”
Rumi retorted, his voice trembling with sobs.
I felt all my strength drain away. It seemed too soon to convince him. Did he genuinely find happiness in Elfride’s life?
Rumi wiped his tears with a handkerchief.
“Jin Yi. Either help me achieve a happy ending here, or just go back.”
“What…?”
Go back?
His words left me stunned.
Then what would become of my transmigration, which I undertook to save Rumi?
To be honest, I hadn’t used the transmigration spell to save him.
I’d done it on a drunken whim.
Only after realizing I’d been transmigrated did I set myself the grand goal of bringing my friend back to reality—but the person in question clearly didn’t want that.
Was I truly acting in Rumi’s best interest? Doubt crept in.
“Alright, Rumi.”
I replied with sadness and emptiness. I’d promised to help him reach a happy ending, but truthfully, I had no confidence.
What good was my help? If Rumi was right, maybe my leaving this story quickly would be far more helpful.
“If you truly feel I have no reason to stay here, I won’t cling on—I’ll leave without regrets.”
“……”
Rumi remained silent.
I sensed it was finally time to ask the crucial question—the one I’d missed earlier in my confusion, the truly vital matter.
“Actually… I don’t know how to return. I skimmed your email too carelessly….”
“You read it drunk again, didn’t you?”
“Yeah.”
Of course, a friend knew a friend. He’d instantly recognized I’d acted on a drunken impulse.
Rumi gave me an exasperated look but answered faithfully nonetheless.
“There’s a gate only visible to the transmigrated person.”
His answer came too readily, leaving me suspicious. If he truly didn’t want to return, how did he know the way back?
Turns Out He’s Been Secretly in Love with Me
One-line summary: He acts like he doesn’t like her but is actually playing hard to get.
Synopsis:
Xu Muzhou like her. He has liked her for a very long time, and through repeated schemes, he finally closed the distance with her.
But this is still far from enough.
He wants to be the one who stands out among her many suitors, to fight for her attention, and to make her take the initiative to pursue him.
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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