I Thought It Was a Common Transmigration

>“Are you crazy?”

“I wish I could go crazy.”

“You must be kidding!”

He glared at her like he was going to eat her.

“Do you know what Duke Axel Ludwig’s nickname was on the battlefield? It was a ‘guillotine without warning’.
Are you saying to slit your throat in front of such a person?”

What a grandiose nickname, but what did that matter now? She frowned, but Killian clenched his molars as if he was barely holding back his anger.

“I know very well that you have guts.
But don’t say that you’re going to die.
Because running away with death is cowardly.”

“Therefore… You were more annoyed that I told him to cut my throat, aren’t you?”

“If you commit a crime, you have to pay for it.
Otherwise, the truth will come out.”

He must have thought she would commit suicide to protect Count Rigelhoff’s safety.
She couldn’t help but laugh out loud now.
It felt like she was talking to a wall.

“Well.
As much as you don’t trust me, I don’t trust you anymore.
I feel like they’re going to somehow frame me as the culprit.”

“What?”

“It is.
You are the ones who put the fake document into my hands, you are the one who notified me that the Rigelhoffs had acted on the document, and you are the ones who investigate and pass judgment on it.
I just have to be confined in this room and accept your verdict.”

The arrogant man who believed that the Duke of Ludwig was flawless frowned as if in displeasure.
But he wasn’t a stupid man, so his head seemed to be spinning enough to change his situation.
He just looked down at her with his molars clenched together, then he barely opened his mouth to mutter.

“I promise, on my honor, that I will never be biased in my investigation.
In between, I’ll let you know how it goes.”

She didn’t know how he felt.
In fact, she wasn’t really interested in it right now.

“Follow your heart.
Ah, but there is something about not being biased, right?”

As he looked at her with a frown, shesaid with a feeling of self-destruction.

“Even if Lise and I are on the suspect line at the same time, are you confident that you won’t be biased?”

His mouth was tightly shut.

She pulled her forearm out of his loose hand.

“That’s what it means to be impartial, Killian.
That’s why I don’t trust you.”

He tried to say something, but she didn’t want to hear anything.

“I am tired.
Go back.”

Leaving those words alone, she walked into the dressing room without ever looking back at him.

* * *

“Is running away with death really cowardly? Do you know what it feels like to be the one who even thought of that?”

Locked in the room, she was reproducing her anger while thinking over what Killian had said. 

Killian seems to be mistaken that she tried to protect her family’s honor by dying, but she just wanted to assert her innocence in a situation where no one believed her.

“He is just a mean guy.
Is it all good if you are good looking? Is it all good if you have a good body and are sexy? Tsk.
Thinking of you makes me want to see you again! Damn you!”

She really hated this world where faces were so beautiful.
She wanted to hate Killian, but when she thought of his face and body, she really couldn’t hate him.

‘Can’t I get married for 3 years based on looks? No.
Even after 15 years of marriage, my husband will look good.
Even if we fight, my anger melts away when I see his face.
I never thought the day would come when I would understand the story on the Internet that said, “Looking men are the best”.’

But in this situation where the handsome husband had no intention of appeasing her, it was understandable to feel angry and upset.

“Ha… I don’t mind being pointed at as cowardly, so I want to die too.
If that’s what I want, why should I live so painfully?”

She slammed the pillow to vent her anger, then sighed deeply and wiped her face with both hands.
This life was also very irritating, but her previous life was more like a dog-life than a person-life.
Her housework was always stressful, her brother who comes to take money from her whenever I forget, her sick body, her ex-boyfriends who were cheating on her or ignoring his promises, her acquaintances who took it easy on her and hit her in the back… During the 28 years she lived in that world, she wondered if she ever thought of dying.

But she had one memory from her previous life that had kept her from suicidal thoughts.
It was at the time when she was sharing a hospital room with leukemia patients of her age.

* * *

“Hey, heh… ugh…”

The day she found out that her brother’s bone marrow matched hers, she lay on her side on the bed alone and cried endlessly.
It wasn’t because she was happy.

“Oh no! That’s fucking sick! Just say goodbye!”

It was because she kept thinking of her brother’s voice telling her to die without hesitation in front of her.