The World Mistakes Me for Terminally Ill - Chapter 41

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The World Thinks I’m Terminally Ill Episode 041

 

“I compiled scrapbooks of daily newspapers and gossip articles, adding information I personally investigated.”

 

[Why?]

 

“That way it’s easier to understand current trends and the flow of public interest.”

 

When distance grows, interest naturally fades too. No matter how much I tried to keep track of the capital’s situation, it had been three months since I disappeared(?) to the Northern Region, making it difficult to know immediately.

 

So I needed to refresh myself on the overall flow like this from time to time. Sometimes you can see things that weren’t visible before.

 

“Hmm…”

 

[What is it?]

 

“Something that was bound to explode finally did… but it’s quite coincidental.”

 

I fell into thought looking at articles debating whether the ‘House of Angels’ that had been on everyone’s lips since right after I came to Lunein was a scam or not.

 

Of course, I had conducted a separate investigation, concluded it was a scam, and gave instructions to the merchant guild not to get involved with them.

 

There were persistent interview requests asking why ‘Elisia,’ who always led trends, wasn’t sponsoring this place, but I ignored them all with the excuse of being busy with in-laws.

 

[Coincidental?]

 

“Yeah. But it’s just intuition, so I need to investigate more. This founder person.”

 

I fell into thought looking at the blurry artistic style depicting the ‘Saint with the Swan Mask,’ the founder of the House of Angels.

 

‘Platinum blonde hair… Hair color can be changed with dye or wigs easily enough, so that doesn’t matter.’

 

If this was someone with enough narcissism to brazenly show themselves with a scam that would soon be exposed, it was likely their real appearance.

 

I gently twisted my golden hair inherited from Mother.

 

The House of Angels was established three months ago.

 

The founder disappeared about three weeks ago.

 

And the place the Lert father and daughter were strongly recommending I invest in was precisely-

 

“This House of Angels.”

 

With such major scam suspicions erupting, journalists hungry for stories would dig into this persistently.

 

The fact that there weren’t even common witness accounts meant they were truly somewhere people wouldn’t expect. At least not in the capital.

 

I decided to dig deeper into this.

 

“Alright, let’s stop playing and go to sleep.”

 

[No. This body wants to play more.]

 

“If you keep this up, won’t you stop growing? Do you want to stay tiny forever?”

 

[The golden human was the one who woke me up from sleeping!]

 

“That’s that, and this is this.”

 

After promising the huffing Kaiseus a morning apple tomorrow, I finally got him to sleep.

 

I chuckled looking at the baby dragon sleeping while kicking off his blanket and drooling.

 

As I unconsciously pulled up the blanket that had slipped down to cover him-

 

‘What if I wanted to cross this line?’

 

That dreamlike voice came to mind, making me pause.

 

‘My lady.’

 

I bit my lip looking at the empty space beside the bed.

 

[Hehehe, apple candy. I love apples.]

 

“Ah, this is really stupid.”

 

[Kiyak! It’s a darkness monster!]

 

I pulled the blanket over Kaiseus’s head as he giggled in his sleep for no reason.

 

And on the second day.

 

We went to properly relax at the hot springs near the villa.

 

“The smell is too strong, I can’t go in.”

 

The first complaint I had expected came in.

 

Jeneide Hot Springs had a relatively mild sulfur smell, but it still couldn’t be without that distinctive hot spring scent.

 

“That’s the therapeutic component that heals the body. Just bear with it a little.”

 

“Sister, how do you endure something like this? I guess it’s because you have experience. I have a weak stomach, so I really can’t stand it…”

 

Shasha made a tearful face.

 

I smiled with a particularly bitter expression toward the young lady with the weak stomach.

 

“But health is more important, so what can we do.”

 

I could hear the maids who came to attend whispering “What should we do…”

 

Shasha, realizing she would definitely lose in a health battle against me, closed her mouth.

 

That’s what you get for picking a fight.

 

Eventually, I entered the hot spring wearing a robe while Shasha still stayed far away.

 

Since she said she wouldn’t do it, I had no intention of forcing her, so I was enjoying this languid feeling alone.

 

“…I need perfume.”

 

Unable to give up, Shasha muttered quietly.

 

Honestly, her sense of smell would dull in 5 minutes and it would be fine, but she seemed worried it might stick to her body.

 

“Alright. Then should I have them bring some from your room?”

 

“Could I try using yours, Sister? The scent is so nice, I wanted to try it.”

 

When I stared at her wondering what scheme this was, she made an innocent expression.

 

“Is that not okay? I admire Sister so much that I want to imitate you…”

 

It was acting, knowing that if I refused after she went this far, I’d get the impression of being cold-hearted.

 

I clicked my tongue inwardly and said.

 

“Bring the one from my room.”

 

“Yes, Bella.”

 

The maids hurried away.

 

Somehow Shasha’s lips seemed to curl up slightly.

 

Looking at her, I thought of someone else. Unlike the small and petite Shasha, a man who was much taller and bigger in build.

 

‘They act similarly but feel different.’

 

The only similar point would be those drooping eye corners that only appeared when wheedling for something.

 

I frowned thinking about what was different.

 

‘Why am I pondering this.’

 

I erased from my mind the bed that had felt empty and hollow when I woke up this morning.

 

“But that necklace, it must be precious? You always wear it.”

 

It was strange that she showed resistance to the hot spring yet wore an accessory that could be damaged, so I asked.

 

“Ah… It’s Mother’s keepsake. Don’t you remember, Sister? Mother made the same thing for you too.”

 

“Really?”

 

“Yes, you don’t remember. Well, Sister has so many much more expensive and nice things.”

 

Shasha acted like she was wiping away tears as if recalling sad memories.

 

I clicked my tongue inwardly and stared intently at the necklace that glinted strangely in the moonlight.

 

Somehow, even though I came to rest, another day passed feeling like I was only working, and evening came.

 

I came out to the small outdoor hot spring connected to my room at the villa, wearing only a robe.

 

Along with the cool air that raised light goosebumps on my skin, a pure white snowy landscape spread before my eyes.

 

“It’s been a long time here too.”

 

I gazed silently at that scene for a moment. The Milky Way flowing in the night sky, the sound of water trickling out.

 

The sight of snow-white trees and the light from lanterns installed on the ground spreading to create a warm atmosphere.

 

The rising steam from the hot spring met the cold air, creating a hazy white mist.

 

All of it made me feel distant mystery and wonder, as if removed one step from reality.

 

‘Back then I left here determined to reclaim Seton, but now I’ve come back determined to save Lunein.’

 

Thinking that life was truly unpredictable, I moved my steps.

 

Splash, splash. Following the water pooled on the ground, I headed toward the spot I had always favored.

 

As I carefully immersed my body starting from my toes, I felt the fatigue that had been heavily knotted from my spine to my tailbone gradually release.

 

After letting out a languid sigh, I thought about work again.

 

‘If it’s too unfamiliar, they’ll feel resistance, so it would be good to create a theme.’

 

Before the current imperial family existed, that is, in the previous empire that had fallen, there was a popular culture of discussing or resting together in huge bathhouses.

 

Because of this, in the Northern Region where thousand-year heritage remained intact, most hot springs were in the form of open outdoor hot springs.

 

‘For Northern Region people, multiple people soaking in water together isn’t awkward, but it obviously would be for those from the capital.’

 

From the sulfur smell to the outdoor hot springs.

 

I needed to give them a special experience that would remain memorable for a long time while lowering their resistance.

 

And the method was surprisingly simple.

 

“In the end, it’s all about money, isn’t it?”

 

I just needed to be extravagant. Just like the image of ‘Elisia’ that people had in mind.

 

Then both the unfamiliarity and specialness would be transformed into something acceptable ‘because it’s Elisia.’

 

After sketching the changes in my head, I was pondering how to actually implement this when.

 

Splash-

 

Suddenly, I heard the sound of water splashing on the floor.

 

I was startled.

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