How the Reincarnation Seat Destroys the Original - Chapter 6



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Episode 6. Author? Author!

A double room at the inn.

The sun was just rising, and a pleasant beam of sunlight streamed in through the window. Among the two beds, a small Inyoung suddenly sat up.

“Hmm-!”

The little girl, who opened her mouth and yawned, stretched and roughly combed her messy, light pink hair with her bare hands before looking around.

Her vivid purple eyes, which had lost their sleep, turned to the man in the bed next to her, who had his eyes closed and both hands resting on his stomach.

“Kael is still sleeping.”

A small, whispering voice flowed out naturally, and the child quietly looked at the man, Kael.

The hand on the boat didn’t move at all.

The child tilted his head, wondering if he was breathing properly.

“… Are you sleeping?”

The child who was unnecessarily anxious. Mabel slowly got down from her bed and headed to the next bed. She approached the bed and tried to reach out to Kael’s nose. The child’s arms, which were smaller than the average 8-year-old’s, were too short to reach under Kael’s nose, who was lying in the middle of the bed.

Ugh. With a small groan, the child climbed onto the bed, and I was finally able to successfully place my finger under Kael’s nose.

I felt a breeze, faint but evidence that I was breathing.

“Oh my. That’s a relief.”

“What’s so fortunate about that?”

“Hyak!!!”

Mabel’s body stumbled violently as if she were falling off the bed, startled by a somewhat strange scream in response to the voice answering her monologue.

The child’s body did not roll under the bed. It was thanks to Kael’s magic that he lifted the child’s body. He lifted the small body back onto the bed and raised the upper body.

“I never thought you would climb into someone else’s bed without permission.”

“But. Kael, you were sleeping so soundly!”

Kael’s reply brought a cynical smile to his lips.

“If I could die from something like that, I would have died long ago.”

Dark purple eyes that seemed to have no light left. And his voice sounded like he was saying, ‘I want to die.’ Mabel couldn’t ask any questions.

Just call his name in small words.

“Kael… .”

Mabel said, covering her stomach as the indifferent purple eyes turned to her.

“I’m hungry.”

– Gulp.

The sound of the belly clock, which rings without fail, tells Kael that the child’s words are sincere. This time, an absurd laugh escapes Kael’s mouth.

“her….”

“I, I’m a growing person so I have to eat on time!!!”

“Who said that.”

“Haidar and the maids!”

“Sister, take it off.”

Kael’s clothes changed in an instant as he completely got out of bed, and he lightly snapped his fingers.

A piece of clothing fell onto Mabel’s pink crown with a crisp ‘tack’ sound as her fingers clacked together.

“Get dressed and come out.”

“Kael!!!”

“Wear it by yourself.”

“No, that’s not it! If you wake up, you should brush your teeth!”

Finally, he came out after brushing his teeth and washing his face neatly. The child who was left in the room grumbled as he spread the clothes that had fallen on his head.

“Why are you wearing these clothes today?”

The child’s speech flowed out like that of an old man. Soon, the corner of the child’s mouth, looking at the spread-out clothes, formed a soft curve as if he had never complained before.

Simpler clothes than those prepared in the carriage.

It was clothes that I could wear by myself.

?Clothes that a child could wear on his own. All of them.?

The child, recalling the voice of the person who had wasted money yesterday, no, not buying a single piece of clothing for himself at a clothing store, but instead buying a bunch of clothes that he could wear, quickly changed his clothes and left.

“Ta-da! I finally got to dress properly today!”

“If you can’t wear it by yourself, then there’s a problem.”

Despite the cold reply, Mabel smiled innocently and grabbed the little finger of the person who was about to go down the stairs as she came out.

Kael stopped walking for a moment as the faint warmth wrapped around his fingers. He then started to go down the stairs.

The child did not see it. The purple eyes of the person who had turned away briefly showed a very faint light and then disappeared.

“Today we will eat at the inn and then head straight back to the temple.”

“huh!”

After a quick meal at the inn.

The two met the groom who was waiting at the entrance to the village and started on the road to the temple again.

There was one part of the carriage that was slightly different from yesterday: the part where Mabel was sitting.

Two more cushions were placed higher than yesterday, and a thick mat was placed on top of them, raising the child’s sitting height to the same eye level as Kael on the other side.

The child’s delicate bottom was kept much more comfortable thanks to the magical safety measures that helped him balance on the rattling carriage.

“Kael. What book are you reading?”

But the boredom inside the carriage, where there was nothing to do, remained the same, so Mabel asked about the small book that Kael was reading on the other side.

“A novel about God’s blessings.”

“There’s a novel here too.”

The answer came back unexpectedly, and Mabel, who was naturally answering the answer, asked another question because of a sudden doubt that occurred to her.

“Come to think of it. Did Kael read Han.Jeom.Ah?

“I wrote it.”

Kael was also reincarnated, and he must have read it as a handful of ashes. I just thought about it. I remembered that I hadn’t been able to confirm the facts exactly. My mouth opened small at the answer to my question.

“huh?”

Kael returned the answer, turning a page of the book in a dazed manner, unable to properly translate what he had just heard.

“Because it’s my work. Well, I guess it’s okay to say that I read it. I read it over and over again while revising it.”

“So… you’re the writer?”

“uh.”

– Rattling.

At that moment, the carriage shook, and Mabel groaned as she bit her tongue hard, and only then did Kael look up from his book.

What are you doing?

Although he didn’t say anything, Mabel held back her pain and took a deep breath at the sight of those purple eyes that seemed to be speaking.

“Hey… Hey!!! What are you talking about?!”

The interpretation of the tongue-biting, leaky speech was as follows:

‘Why… why!!! Are you telling me that now?!’

Kael, who had managed to interpret the words, nodded.

“Didn’t I tell you?”

“Don’t turn it off!!!”

‘I didn’t do it!!!’

“Now that I’ve said it, it’s okay.”

At the calm and composed voice, her small body began to tremble. In an instant, a bright light burst inside the carriage. What Kael heard, frowning at the light, was a voice bursting with anger.

“Author!!! Why! You didn’t write a side story?! Why! How come?! I waited for a side story!!! No, you wrote it after the ending, did I not see it?!”

… That was divine power just now.

Kael, who realized the identity of the holy light that had suddenly burst out, was dumbfounded.

“Were you able to use divine power?”

“That’s not important right now! The side story!”

“The temple left a child who could use divine powers alone? No, they hid that fact?”

“extroversion!!!”

It just didn’t seem like we could communicate.

He closed the book and decided that his first priority was to calm down the excited, frolicking pink pup.

“I’ll answer your questions. I promise you’ll answer them too.”

Mabel didn’t answer right away, saying she understood.

It was because I was holding on to the faint string of reason that remained. However, that string of reason was so thin that it seemed like it would break at any moment.

I already used up my divine power!

What do you need at a time like this?!

Let’s do it first!!!

– Bam.

Somewhere, a sound of a string breaking was heard.

“call!!!”

A loud voice shook the carriage, and the coachman who heard it from outside thought, ‘Hehe. You two are closer than I thought.’ None of the two people in the carriage knew this.

“Ask.”

“Is Kael the author of Han.Jeom.Ah?”

“that’s right.”

“Why didn’t you give me a side story?”

“Because I was reincarnated here right after finishing the main story.”

“Do you have any spin-offs in mind?”

“I didn’t have time to write.”

An answer that is a clever mix of lies and truth.

Mabel accepted at face value the answer that sounded like he had tried to write a side story that he had neither thought of nor intended to write, but was unable to do so.

“You were thinking of giving me a side story?”

As it was said that he had the nickname of ‘Positivity King’ in his previous life, Mabel accepted his words positively.

“Yeah. I mean, ‘someday.’”

If you remember it later, that is.

From my perspective as a writer, ‘A Handful of Ashes’ was a work that didn’t make money.

Compared to the amount of money he had put in for a long time and effort, he only got enough to worry about next month’s rent, and he had to write his next work while working part-time.

To do what you love.

Isn’t it ironic that we have to throw away a piece of work that we put so much time and love into?

It was hard at first.

I couldn’t let it go easily, and I tried to finish the story of the world I had created and the stories of the characters, just as I had imagined.

But the reality was harsh.

As I held on, my bank account was not filled, but rather emptied. My stubbornness, which had been shown by reducing my sleep and increasing my workload, was easily broken by reality.

?Novelist? They say people who earn a lot earn a lot. How much do you earn??

?That job. It’s a poor job. Isn’t the future too uncertain? Why not go to a company or something and earn a stable income right now??

?How long are you going to keep doing that? How many years did you say? Five years? There’s only one year left.?

I wanted to keep doing this.

So I discarded the works that didn’t make money and started writing the next one. The result was like this, like this.

“Okay. Write a side story and show me.”

Kael, who had been somewhat distracted by Mabel’s voice in the past, slowly blinked his eyes.

“…what?”

“Side story. Please write it and show it to me. Author.”

‘Author’.

How long has it been since I was called by that title?

“Han.Jum.Jae wasn’t a particularly famous novel. Why are you so obsessed with the side story?”

“Because it’s the best novel I’ve ever read. So. I really want to read the side story. Okay? You’ll write it, right?”

He would just write it down. He could just answer and not write it down. But he felt that his mouth was not opening easily.

Someone said that my work was ‘a better novel than any other novel’. Kael closed the book he had opened at the fact that he was hesitating to tell a lie to the readers who read and cherish his work.

“Huh? Author? Author! Please give me a side story!”

“…I don’t know how long it will take.”

“I’ll wait anyway.”

…okay.

A faint voice said, “I’ll write a side story.” Mabel smiled brightly as she answered.