A cave located at the bottom of a cliff.
Summer barely saved her life.
“Please come to your senses, Russell…”
“…”
“It should have been Julian, not me. Julian would have been able to save you…”
Summer shed sorrowful tears as she tried to stop Russell’s bleeding with a cloth.
She took off her uniform coat and laid it on the ground, then placed Russell on it and tore her own shirt to use as a cloth to stop his bleeding.
Summer was shivering like an aspen tree in just her thin undergarments.
She was cold. So cold from fear. Her teeth were chattering.
Weren’t the main characters supposed to not die? Was it because Russell wasn’t quite the male lead that this happened? She couldn’t tell if it was self-blame or fear.
“Russell, tell me it’s not my fault, please…”
“…”
“Tell me just once that I didn’t kill you! Please, I, I never meant to get you involved like this!”
Summer’s actions to save Russell were desperate. A desperate struggle to save him.
But in her heart, the fear that he might die was already growing.
“Why did you do it…?”
“…”
“Why did you do it! Answer me, answer!”
Her mind was reeling, she felt like she was going crazy. Summer cried out as if wailing and collapsed by Russell’s side.
It seems painful. More than when she climbed the tower, more than when she fell into the lake. More than when she raised the sword.
When she threw herself off the cliff holding Russell, she thought it was all over. That they would surely die.
Each time they hit tree branches on the way down, she felt a dull pain as if her back would break.
But this feeling of liberation was indescribable.
She thought she was finally going back. She had stolen one of Julian’s events to gain plausibility, and since she was holding Russell, he would live.
The thought that Russell wouldn’t die because of her recklessly ruining the original story reassured Summer.
She was less scared now than in all those moments when she tried to take her own life alone.
It might have been because of his warmth in her arms.
Just as Summer was closing her eyes gently…
“No… don’t.”
Russell’s hand cupped the back of Summer’s head, and suddenly Summer found herself in Russell’s embrace.
They fell like that into the blue water below, with Russell holding Summer.
“Russell, you shouldn’t have done that. You should have left me.”
“…”
It was agonizingly painful, but she couldn’t stop.
Summer quickly replaced the damp cloth with a clean new one and continued tending to Russell.
Not being the female lead, she had no spiritual power, and since she wasn’t particularly knowledgeable in real life either, her mind was a mess trying to figure out what to do.
Still, fortunately, Russell didn’t lose his life until nightfall.
Summer lit a fire in the cave and hung his belongings and clothes, which she had washed by the water, near the fire to dry.
Then she stayed close to Russell’s side, frequently putting her ear to his chest to listen to his heartbeat.
Only hearing that sound could reassure her.
“Russell. Why did you do it? Did you receive some kind of order from the world? To save me?”
“…”
“Don’t do that. I have a place to return to. I can’t live in this world.”
Summer’s voice echoed softly in the cave. Was it because of the warm fire nearby? Or because Russell was there, breathing steadily with just a thread of life?
Words she hadn’t meant to say came out on their own.
“I’m so lonely in this world. Everyone else is busy living their lives with roles assigned to them, but I feel like an actor who didn’t get a part.”
“…”
Summer hugged her knees and curled up.
Suddenly feeling anxious, she put her index finger under Russell’s nose again. Confirming his faint breath, Summer sighed in relief and continued speaking.
“I lived as an extra for a long time in that world too. Like an unknown actor auditioning hundreds of times to get a single role. Just when I finally got a role, I fell here.”
“…”
“Do you know that feeling, Russell? Probably not. You, who receives the love of everyone in the world.”
“…”
“I don’t know if I’m scared or angry.”
Summer briefly recalled her life in the original world. She couldn’t remember her name, or her family’s faces and voices.
All she could remember were emotions. Some days were so hard that she wanted to go back to a time when she could be pure and carefree without worries.
When did she lose the feeling of liking something?
She ate meals just to stay alive. It was always cup noodles.
At some point, she couldn’t even feel hunger well. She just felt empty. It was a slightly different feeling from hunger.
What was she thinking back then?
As Summer slowly traced her memories from the original world, she slowly opened her mouth.
“Actually, Russell,”
“…”
“I’m angry. I’m frustrated that I’m an extra this time too. It’s like God is mocking me, telling me to live a supporting role without a part wherever I go.”
“…”
“I’m angry, but where should I direct my anger? So I’ve been angry at myself all this time. Trying harder, doing better.”
“…”
“Actually, I studied for a long time wanting to become some kind of administrator in this world. I think I mentioned it before.”
“…”
“What use was there for me to be born in that world and fall into this one?”
“…”
“It was useless talk. But I just… wanted to say it once. To someone, somewhere.”
Russell still didn’t open his closed eyes. He probably wouldn’t recover and open his eyes today.
Summer pulled the cloth covering Russell a little higher, then quietly lay down beside him.
“Good night, Russell.”
Summer gently stroked Russell’s blue hair. Then she too soon drifted off to sleep.
[This is the timeline separator]“Search everywhere thoroughly!”
“Lady Lindsey has gone missing!”
“Check hunting ground number 3 as well!”
The hunting competition was in chaos.
The noble ladies each went into their family tents and laid out their own speculations, while all the young people who could ride horses were mobilized to search for Summer Lindsey.
In this chaotic situation where everyone was in a panic, only Ian, who had ordered the search, began his investigation with a calm face.
At the end of Summer’s trail was a maid named Mary.
“Please, please save our young lady…”
“You need to tell me everything you know if you want her to be saved.”
“Hic, sob! The young lady asked me to get the symbol of the Dudley family. I wasn’t worried since it wasn’t particularly dangerous…”
“Was there anything else?”
“No, there wasn’t. Please…! The young lady absolutely must not die! Absolutely not!”
The maid named Mary was wailing as if her own parents had died.
Her blind devotion to Summer was clearly evident in the way she prostrated herself at Ian’s feet, not even caring that her skirt was getting dirty.
What could make a maid react so strongly to her lady’s disappearance?
She was an unusual young lady in any case. Even her name, Summer.
Ian looked down at the maid silently for a moment, then suddenly turned and headed towards the opposite tent.
“Please find Summer!”
Here too. Ian thought as he saw Julian grabbing his sleeve and sobbing loudly.
For someone who wanted to die, she had certainly maintained excellent relationships.
“I understand, Lady Dudley. Did Lady Lindsey say anything strange?”
“No, she didn’t. It was strange from the start that Summer was participating in the hunting competition.”
Ian agreed with this. She must have had some intention in deliberately participating.
Especially someone like Summer Lindsey.
Surely not again. Ian gritted his teeth. A vein bulged on his clenched jaw.
“I understand. Please wait in the tent for now.”
“Um, Lord Ian.”
“Yes?”
“It’s not about Summer, but I think it might be a clue.”
Julian seemed to make up her mind and took out a note from her bosom to hand to Ian.
“This was left in my tent.”
“…Hunting ground number 3.”
Ian stared at the note endlessly. He suddenly recalled what the maid had said.
That she had gotten the symbol of the Dudley family.
Given Summer Lindsey’s personality.
Strangely, everyone seemed to have strange memories, but Ian clearly remembered what happened at the Legacy family mansion.
Summer had knocked the glass out of Julian’s hand to break it, and drank the poison on her own hand to clearly prove Ferotia’s poisoning charges.
If all of that was for the sake of her friend Julian.
If this time too, like then, Summer alone had known about Julian’s note.
Ian mounted his horse and shouted.
“Everyone search hunting ground number 3!”
Now even Ian was confused between the selfish Summer who wanted to take her own life, turning her back on all those who loved her, and the selfless Summer who sacrificed herself to save Julian.
Which was her true self?
No. Can we even label her actions as selfish or selfless in the first place?
Julian, who had been staring endlessly at Ian’s receding back, tilted her head.
It could have been a threat from someone who knew Julian’s secret of having spiritual power. That’s why she had tried to go to the hunting ground despite the danger.
“Why didn’t I go look for the hunting ground?”
Something felt strange. It was a dirty sensation as if someone had tampered with her memories as they pleased.
[This is the timeline separator]The horses quickly entered hunting ground number 3.
The sound of hoofbeats echoed so loudly it seemed to shake the earth. It was hard to tell if this vibration was from the hoofbeats or from his own heart.
Ian’s grey eyes glinted like those of a beast. He had to save her. He couldn’t let her go this time.
“Your Grace! You should come see this!”
At a knight’s shout, Ian quickly dismounted and rushed over.
What the knight pointed to was a dead horse. A brown horse.
The world seemed to fade away. Ian stood still, not even blinking, taking in the sight of the dead horse.
It was the very horse Summer had been riding just a few hours ago.
“Your Grace. It seems something unfortunate may have happened.”
Ian pulled out the sword stuck in the horse’s body. The blade was too light to kill a thick-skinned beast.
It was the type of sword developed strictly for use on humans, typically used by assassins to subdue fleeing targets.
Ian slowly closed and opened his eyes.
“Someone attacked Lady Lindsey. Find the traces.”
Ian’s grey eyes froze over with a chilling murderous intent.
At the same time, anxiety settled somewhere in his chest.
At least it meant that Summer hadn’t wanted to end it all.
“…Summer.”
He just needed to save her. As long as she was alive.
In the distance, a flare was fired. It meant they had found traces of Summer.
__________
Male Lead, The Black-Hearted Lotus (Female-dominant)
Short intro by Yuushi L:
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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