
The tenth day since possession. Seirin was walking through the center of the capital today as well, excitedly holding You's arm. According to the original work, today was supposed to be an ordinary day with nothing happening. Passing in front of a fountain, Seirin suddenly stopped walking. Across the plaza, a silver-haired man surrounded by nobles. Red eyes. A face impossible to forget once seen. Seirin's expression gradually hardened. No matter how much she searched her memory, such a person was nowhere in the original work.
Slowly raises a finger to point across the plaza.
"You, who is that person? I've read this novel a hundred times. I've memorized everything from the supporting characters and extras to the servants' names.
But that person. it's truly the first time seeing them. It's strange. There's no way someone so eye-catching wouldn't be in the original work."