I Was Just Having Fun With The Time Limit - Chapter 92

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That night.
Kim Beolkkot, nestled snugly in Isabel’s arms, let out a buzzing sound—bzzzz.
The buzzing was slightly different from usual, and Isabel, who had been sleeping, snapped her eyes open.
“Beolkkot?”
Kim Beolkkot’s body had turned bright red.
It was as if she had been dunked into a bucket of red paint and then pulled out.
“What’s wrong? What’s the matter?”
[It’s nothing.]
[Isabel should sleep.]
“It’s clearly something!”
Bzzzz—
The sound somehow seemed distressed.
Looking more closely, Kim Beolkkot’s expression appeared to be in some discomfort.
“Why? Why are you like this?”
[It’s nothing.]
Kim Beolkkot denied her condition several times, insisting it was nothing and that she was strong, but she had reached her limit.
“Does your stomach hurt?”
[No.]
“You have an upset stomach, don’t you?”
[No.]
“You definitely have an upset stomach.”
She had eaten so much ramen during the day.
The thought crossed her mind that it might have been excessively spicy food for a ratel.
“Kim Beolkkot! Did you force yourself to eat something spicy?”
[Kim Beolkkot has no pain tolerance!]
Despite saying that, Kim Beolkkot could no longer hold back and rolled around on the bed.
Bzzzz—
Unlike usual, she let out an urgent and pitiful bzzzz sound.
Even so, she refused to drop her bravado.
[Kim Beolkkot]
[is not a spice wimp.]
There was no time to ask where she had even learned such a phrase.
Isabel rushed frantically toward the door. She thought she needed to call a priest or find some kind of healing potion.
But Kim Beolkkot moved quickly and blocked the doorway.
[Can’t.]
[Don’t go.]
“Kim Beolkkot. This is no time for you to be stubborn. Your stomach is seriously upset. Your body is so red. Why did you push yourself to eat like that!”
[Can’t let you.]
[Absolutely can’t let you.]
Kim Beolkkot stood so stubbornly blocking the door that Isabel couldn’t bring herself to push her aside.
“Move aside while I’m asking nicely. I’m genuinely going to get angry. It’s not shameful if you can’t handle spicy food—there’s nothing wrong with that.”
Isabel tried to reason with Kim Beolkkol gently, but he showed no intention of listening to her words.
Kim Beolkkol spread his short arms wide to the sides with a stubborn expression.
“Kim Beolkkol!”
Just before Isabel could raise her voice in anger, a knock sounded at the door. Knock, knock.
“Your Highness, it’s Biatone. May I come in?”
Isabel felt as though a ray of salvation had appeared before her, and she quickly responded.
“Please, come in.”
Biatone entered the room and carefully closed the door behind him.
“Hmm, it seems you have quite a severe stomachache.”
Kim Beolkkol gently rubbed his belly while gauging Biatone’s reaction.
He clearly didn’t appreciate that Biatone had appeared at this particular moment.
“Teacher Biatone, Bumblebee seems to be in a lot of pain. Could you perhaps obtain a healing potion or something similar?”
“I could obtain one, but I will not.”
“Why? Is it because you two aren’t close?”
Isabel became suddenly anxious.
Consumed by the thought that Kim Beolkkol, her most precious friend in the world, was suffering, she had lost her usual rational composure.
The instincts of a seven-year-old had overwhelmed her reason.
Isabel spoke quickly.
“I know Bumblebee can be a bit fierce and isn’t particularly close with Viscount Biatone. But he’s my friend. My friend is your friend too, isn’t he? So why are you saying you won’t obtain a potion?”
“That’s likely because Bumblebee and I share the same thoughts.”
The reason Kim Beolkkol had blocked the door.
It wasn’t simply because he feared being discovered that he couldn’t handle spicy food.
“Many people’s eyes are still fixed upon Kim Beolkkol. If I suddenly obtained a potion and entered Your Highness’s room in this situation, wouldn’t that seem suspicious?”
“….”
“They would transform a simple stomachache into colon cancer.”
Isabel glanced toward Kim Beolkkol.
While Kim Beolkkol didn’t particularly appreciate Biatone’s closeness with Isabel, he nodded as if acknowledging that Biatone’s words were correct.
“So a stomachache of that degree should be something a ratel can overcome. Because a ratel is a ratel, after all. They’re quite formidable. Wouldn’t you agree, Kim Beolkkol?”
[Of course.]
[I agree.]
[Kim Beolkkol is strong… whimper.]
Kim Beolkkol could say no more and writhed about, making whimpering sounds.
“It’s truly fascinating. A ratel whose body turns red after eating something spicy. That shouldn’t be considered a physiological phenomenon but rather a magical one.”
“A magical phenomenon?”
“Yes. I was already aware that Kim Beolkkol isn’t an ordinary ratel, but he seems to be a magical creature. Spiciness is also a form of energy, and it appears his body transformed by recognizing that energy as a type of magical power.”
“Teacher, you seem to be in a rather good mood… Am I imagining things?”
“Well, it’s not schadenfreude… but rather, I find this new phenomenon quite fascinating and mysterious.”
That’s a lie! You’re clearly enjoying this, aren’t you?
She wanted to argue that point, but Kim Beolkkol made whimpering sounds again as if he were in pain, so she couldn’t.
Kim Beolggwol approached me and tapped my hand gently with his nose.
“What’s wrong?”
[My hand is weak.]
“Hmm?”
Kim Beolggwol tapped my hand once more.
Only then did I understand what he wanted.
“I see. I’ll pet you.”
[Satisfied.]
Stroke, stroke.
I gently caressed Kim Beolggwol’s belly.
Biatone stood beside me and adjusted his glasses.
“How fascinating. His coloring is gradually darkening from his paws upward.”
Kim Beolggwol was currently a bright red, but as I stroked his belly, his paws began to shift to a deep crimson, spreading upward.
“It’s as though a murky aura is settling upon him.”
Paws.
Knees.
Pelvis.
Chest.
Neck.
Kim Beolggwol’s body trembled violently.
Then he suddenly bolted toward the window.
It looked as though he were overwhelmed by agony and about to hurl himself out.
“Kim Beolggwol! Are you alright?”
I bit my lip slightly.
Even if more rumors about ramen spread, it didn’t matter. Right now, healing Bumblebee was what mattered most.
“Viscount Biatone. As the Princess, I command you. Fetch a potion at once.”
“I shall obey your command, Your Highness.”
Though he spoke those words, Biatone’s movements were unhurried.
“Hurry.”
“Understood.”
Biatone turned and grasped the door handle.
His expression as he turned was remarkably composed.
Within seconds, a *boing* sound echoed.
‘Huh?’
I glanced around.
*Boing.*
*Boing.*
The sound was coming from Kim Beolggwol’s direction.
*Bounce!*
*Bounce!*
Kim Beolggwol bounded toward the window handle.
It seemed he desperately wanted to open the window, but his anxiety was so overwhelming that he couldn’t manage it properly.
Poot— poot— poot—
Poot— poot— poot—
Biatone chuckled softly.
“It appears you’re embarrassed to pass gas in front of the Princess.”
After dozens of emissions, Kim Beolggwol’s body had returned to normal.
Kim Beolggwol finally opened the window with desperate determination, then buried himself under the blanket.
[Ventilation successful.]
[I want to die.]
Kim Beolggwol felt utterly mortified.
* * *
Three months had passed.
Sky Island also eagerly embraced ramen.
Though the culinary association representatives continued to raise conspiracy theories, they couldn’t completely suppress ramen’s explosive popularity.
Narmore Corporation’s reputation soared to unprecedented heights.
The Teisabel Teleportation Gates—distribution networks for spreading ramen across the world—were installed in various locations.
Rahela spoke.
“If you expand the business like this, accidents at the teleportation gates are inevitable, Narmore.”
“I’m aware.”
Within the Kingdom of Alpea, rigorous management and oversight ensured no accidents occurred.
As a result, not a single incident had happened in three months.
“The Magic Federation will go to great lengths to cause accidents. You understand that, don’t you?”
“Of course, Your Majesty.”
“I’m quite curious where this confidence comes from. There must be a concrete reason.”
“Yes. In the meantime, the Teisabel Teleportation Gate has evolved.”
“Evolved?”
“Blockchain technology has been integrated into it.”
“What is that?”
“It’s difficult to explain, but it will enable far more stable and transparent management than human oversight. External manipulation will be impossible.”
Narmore also submitted the same report to Isabel.
“Your Highness. Thanks to your active trust and delegation, I’ve developed a new technology. Though truthfully, it was created by applying technology I previously proposed to House of Rosild that was rejected.”
“Really?”
“Yes. Would you like me to explain in detail?”
The businessman Narmore, who had been utterly professional when dealing with Rahela the Castle King, now smiled tenderly as if meeting a beloved younger sibling.
Isabel’s heart raced.
“Great! What is it?”
If Narmore developed it, it must be incredibly fascinating! Ideally, it would be something related to magical engineering!
“The technology is called blockchain technology.”
Huh?
Isabel couldn’t believe her ears.
‘Why is this appearing already?’
This technology shouldn’t emerge until well past the midpoint of 【When the Villainess Dies】.
The cornerstone that would make Narmore a magnate.
Yet the villainess Isabel hadn’t even died, and with fourteen years still remaining before her demise, this technology had already surfaced.
Watching Isabel’s captivated expression, Narmore found himself smiling once more.
‘She’s truly delightful, after all. How can she find such joy in these discussions?’
Mathematics, engineering, and chemistry.
These three subjects were her greatest passions.
‘Though her absolute favorite remains talking about delicious things, doesn’t it?’
No matter what, Narmore’s smile never faded from his face.
“Oh, and this technology is also connected to male Kim Beolkkot, you see? Would you like to hear about it?”
The incident three months ago when Kim Beolkkot suffered stomach troubles—that was the genesis of blockchain technology.

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