"Gasp!"
I woke up covered in cold sweat.
My heart pounds at the vivid memory.
The surrounding scenery is one thing, but Lucas's chilly gaze is still unforgettable.
"Haa, what a nightmare..."
Trying to raise my body to find water, I felt something awkward.
'Did I sleep with my glasses on?'
My vision is quite bright.
It's not because of the glasses.
Because I've never felt such a clear field of view even with glasses.
Come to think of it, the blanket I'm lying on is extremely soft.
It is a softness I couldn't feel in my rented room where I slept on a thin blanket.
Only then did the surrounding scenery enter my eyes.
A penthouse that is the extreme of luxury, 180 degrees different from my beggar-like rented room.
I know this place well.
'...Lucas's room.'
To be exact, the interior of the mansion granted by the King after Lucas, who survived the Eastern Front, received the title of 'Hero of the Eastern Front' and received a peerage in Aeroc.
I described it in quite some detail to show how much he ripped off thanks to the misunderstanding.
Furthermore, I remember it more because I melted my romance related to houses into this place intact.
'Why am I...'
But the problem is why I am here.
I tried pulling my cheek with all my might.
It hurts.
I tried banging my head hard against the wall.
It hurts like hell.
The dog dream I had yesterday is not a dream.
-I decided.
That I would make you exactly the same as me.
That I would make you feel my pain exactly the same.
-Now, it's your turn.
That curse poured out with that chilly voice and dizzying atmosphere has been realized before my eyes.
And the atrocities committed against Lucas in text began to flash through my mind.
The result of carefully tracing my memory.
'I'm. Fucked!'
I am now fucked.
***
It took quite a while to control the panic that surged up.
If I think calmly, it's not a bad situation.
Currently, it is the point where Lucas just received the peerage in Aeroc.
Meaning, it is before he is appointed as a professor at the academy.
Since the setting where I made Glasco, the academy where Lucas serves as a professor, into a wasteland was about 2 years after his appointment, there is still quite a lot of time left.
Living leisurely while enjoying this wealth Lucas extorted is not a bad choice...
Remake?
You're remaking this trash?
Author please go die (meaning go out and die) lol.
Ah... I got a remake note because I didn't cancel the favorite.
Deleting.
[Favorite Work Change Notification]
[36->35]
[LIFE TIME : 36 Months->35 Months]
"Uh, uh? What is that?"
36 months left?
36 months from now is... when the villains invade Glasco... huh?
Author, thank you for the notification to cancel the favorite.
[Favorite Work Change Notification]
[35->34]
[LIFE TIME : 35 Months->34 Months]
The numbers were decreasing rapidly.
From 36 to 35. From 35 to 34, 33, 32....
[LIFE TIME : 8 Months->7 Months]
The number that started at 36 had become a single digit before I knew it.
Surely not, but is that the remaining time of my life?
Hey, don't lie.
[LIFE TIME : 7 Months->6 Months]
Ah, panic is coming over me....
"Fuuuck."
***
The situation was 'understood' clearly.
It's not because I'm a genius or quick-witted.
It's because the current situation was organized clearly as if someone input it into my head.
To summarize, it is like this.
First, I possessed a character in the novel I finished with a ridiculous ending.
Second, of all things, the possessed target is the useless character I set up as a gag character.
Third, that decreasing number is connected to the favorites of my work, and Life Time is the time I can survive.
Fourth, the actions I take become the story of the work.
Fifth, for some reason, I could 'see' the comments on my work.
And the most important sixth.
The current comments are screwed as screwed can be.
The rapidly decreasing Life Time was the proof.
[LIFE TIME : 4 Months->3 Months]
The Life Time that was 36 months had become a tenth of what it was in a flash.
I don't think it'll be fun even if this author remakes it... cancelling favorite.
[LIFE TIME : 3 Months->2 Months]
I watched until the end out of affection but the ending shit lol Spitting.
Never watching again.
[LIFE TIME : 2 Months->1 Month]
Now what remains is just a single favorite.
The problem is...
'I also cancelled the favorite on my work yesterday!'
So that one favorite, put there by who knows who, has become my last remaining lifeline.
My whole body trembles, and my gaze cannot leave it.
'Am I dying like this? Did I commit a sin big enough to die?'
'Ah... right. I did. To Lucas, I am a guy who deserves to die. But I don't want to die like this.'
Amidst all sorts of tangled thoughts.
A new comment popped up.
Is the new protagonist Lucas?
He was a character I personally liked.
I'll look forward to how you save him.
I'm leaving the favorite.
I'll come to watch when it piles up.
"Phew!"
Strength left my legs and I ended up collapsing right there.
***
Thud!
At the heavy sound ringing through the mansion, the servants headed to the source of the sound.
It was a sound coming from the room of Lucas, the new master who received the name Kraus and the title of Count from the King not long ago.
"What is the mat... Gasp!"
We have been seeing him for a few days already, but that sharp spirit unique to a strong person is hard to get used to.
'The sun hasn't even risen yet, but to be covered in sweat like that! As expected of a strong person. He doesn't neglect training!'
'Look at those sharp eyes, the appearance of not letting down his guard even to those close! As expected, he is different!'
The previous owner was unspeakably lazy, arrogant, and promiscuous.
He was a scoundrel who even sexually harassed royalty and was eventually beheaded.
However, how is the current master?
He does not neglect training from the morning, is sharp like a well-forged sword, and is overflowing with charisma.
The servants compared him with the former owner inside and were inwardly pleased.
Isn't the master's reputation the pride of those who serve him?
Recently, their shoulders were raised as high as they could go.
"You must have done morning exercise. We will prepare clothes to change into and bathwater."
He replaced his answer with a nod.
That charisma!
The servants disappeared from the room wearing proud smiles.
***
"What... are they saying?"
It was mountains beyond mountains.
Lucas around this time was at a period where he couldn't communicate well yet.
I didn't understand properly what the servants said.
I barely understood the words clothes and water and just roughly nodded.
"Words need to get through to do anything!"
My head throbbed.
My remaining life is merely one month.
If I don't use some method within this time, I am fated to die a dog's death.
First is language.
I must learn the language.
As fast as possible.
Whether Lucas was also having the same worry, there were many books in this room.
He must have known he had to pick up and read or hear something to improve.
'I have to... read all of this?'
I liked novels, but before I knew it, that became a memory of the past.
As this became a job, I shoved them in like studying, and at some point, input itself became torture, and print felt gross.
So, having to read all those many books, and like an examinee studying a foreign language area at that, weighs heavily on my heart, but what can I do.
I have to do it to live.
'Please don't drop this saying this kind of development is boring, reader. You are my Buddha, my Allah, and my only God...'
Praying to the unknown noble person who left Favorite 1, I took out the first book.
'Huh? This is easier than I thought?'
...Such a development did not happen.
Getting stuck from the first sentence, I was already itching to close the book.
After a while, the servants who went out came in preparing new clothes and bathwater.
I soaked my body in the bathwater they prepared and finished reading the book I was reading.
I didn't understand a single thing, but I just ignorantly swept it into my eyes until it stuck.
When I finished the bath, the waiting servant asked.
"!@%Rice@!$#@. !$#Eat@!%$?"
My inner power built up from eating notice-rice allowed me to roughly infer the meaning.
Seems to mean if I want to eat rice...
'If it were you, would rice go down your throat in this situation...'
Growl-
Even in this situation, I am hungry.
'Screw it, they say a ghost who died eating has good color.'
Right, even if I die, let's eat and die.
***
The attendant waiting until Lucas's bath was over, Tern.
He was genuinely surprised.
'No, to not put down that difficult book even while bathing?'
The book Lucas was reading lightly while soaking his body in the bathwater was 'Mana and Existence' by the continent's best scholar, Heinz; a book so difficult that even intellectuals renowned in the continent do not read it easily.
He was reading such a book lightly while just soaking his body in the tub.
The flipping sound was heard rhythmically like a metronome, then occasionally stopped.
"Fuck, it's damn hard."
Occasionally, he was lost in contemplation filled with agony in an unknown language.
A situation that cannot help but be compared to the former owner in many ways.
Tern's respect for the current master, Lucas, was growing rapidly.
'To think!'
That wasn't the only surprising thing.
The dining etiquette was also the most perfect etiquette he had seen while working at this mansion.
The former owner threw away dignity and whatever, tossing aside the fork and knife and stuffing his face, but Lucas was cutting it much smaller than a mouthful and eating slowly as if savoring it.
Truly the textbook of etiquette.
With that posture and appearance matching, it became a figure like a painting.
"The Master doesn't put down the book!"
"My my, overflowing with culture!"
"How about that appearance dripping with nobility! It's a painting, a painting."
"I heard other nobles also have affairs with maids... can I look forward to it?"
"Hey, stop it! There is no way a person overflowing with such class would do promiscuous acts like the beheaded guy!"
"That is also true."
Not just Tern, but other servants and maids were also watching Lucas's every move and growing their respect.
***
'Ah, I'm hungry but it won't go down.'
[Favorite : 1]
[LIFE TIME : 1 Month.]
That 1 feels like a knife stabbing my neck.
Delicacies from land and sea are set, but they don't go down and get stuck.
I'm cutting it as small as possible and pecking at it to toss it in, but it just feels rough like chewing sand.
And those gazes staring burdeningly from the surroundings are also burdensome.
'Ha... one month.'
To think the time of one month feels this short.
Time keeps flowing and I feel like I'm drying up every moment.
'Why is this kind of trial befalling me.'
I swallowed the gloominess along with the food with difficulty.
It was then.
[Favorite Work Change Notification]
[1->2]
[LIFE TIME : 1 Month->2 Months]
'Uh?'
A savior appeared.
An unknown reader added a favorite!
Just the number 1 becoming 2 made my heart comfortable in an instant and I felt like I could fly.
It's not just one month.
A whopping 30 days, 720 hours of life were added.
It's the same as a life saver.
No, literally a savior!
'Unknown reader, thank you so much. May you prosper for generations, if you do crypto may it skyrocket, and if you do stocks may you only see red lights (profit)...'
When I was offering a prayer of gratitude sincerely to the unknown reader.
[A new notification has arrived.]
Something new appeared.