And yet. Despite everything she knew… everything that she believed was *meant* to be true.
Her latest revelation had required her to re-think things through.
Multiple mysteries. Multiple crimes. And despite this, at the same time…
She had eliminated all the impossibilities, and now, it was seemingly the only explanation that made sense.
First of all.
A person called "Author" had asked her to share some of her essays and compositions for 'the esteemed readers to enjoy'…
Secondly. People around her would often start talking in rhymes - even Easie Pickings in her flashbacks seemed to be doing it?!
Thirdly, even though she was apparently a Detective, it seemed that the only 'cases' she was currently actually working on involved figuring out the fascinations of a certain fairly flabby figure and his… fit food-furnisher, as well as a random conversation between two people that she had overheard whilst walking past the room of a [Multiple Projection] University Research Centre…
Well. She had eliminated all the impossibilities. And now. There was only one possibility remaining…
Only… She had now come to an extremely... curious conclusion.
"…I'm… a character in a webnovel?!?!"
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