LIVING A LIFE OF A SALTED FISH

23: Letting go of my feelings for the villainess.

The next morning and the next ones after that; I spent all of my time in my room. Or the so-called imprisonment room. 

As for Ruhee, like a woman true to her words, she didn't appear again for a couple of days. Not until a week before; when a certain unwanted figure descended down from the Royal Carriage; her tall slim body was clad in her golden armour. As soon as this person came, Ruhee had been too busy to entertain me. The bloody woman mostly spent her time accommodating the new guest in the house.

Currently, I sat beside the windowsill as I watched those two from afar. 

What was even worse is how an arm is draped over Ruhee's shoulder, which is something that doesn't belong to her body. That unsightly arm belongs to that person; the woman I dislike the most at the moment. It is none other than Cleopatra Denisovan; my triumphant rival in love.

They were treading forward to the mansion as they stared at each other with squinted eyes of pure happiness. How blissful they are, right? 

They make me want to ruin it. 

With a sigh, I shook my head as I took a sip of tea on my cup. "I'm too lazy for such things…"

Anyway, my biological father contacted me through letters. My family in this world is asking for my presence to go back…home. 

Despite my disliking, I confirm that I will travel back in about a month. As for the delay, well, that's because Ruhee requested that I stay and bond with her and her beloved Cleopatra. What a lovely invitation she gave me. 

As someone who doesn't want to be seen as an ungrateful freeloader, I naturally abide with her demands. It is also to return all the favour I owe her, and after that, I will be cutting off all connections I have with her and to this country. 

What I mean is, after clearing my thoughts for a while, I decided to travel this world. My family is rich, and I certainly have the ability to earn money anywhere with my skills from my past life, so I am not too worried. Also, living a salted fish life shouldn't make you feel miserable about life itself, right?

Which is why I have decided to travel. Though I said that, I'm actually just trying to move on from these lingering emotions in my heart. Perhaps if I am away from the person I'm yearning about; I would be able to detach from the attachment I felt for her.

Because looking at how ecstatic Ruhee is with her beloved, I can't bring myself to destroy the smile that had formed in her eyes. With another sigh, I look away from the torturing scenery. I sauntered back to the bed, lying down on top of the mattress with my chubby figure.

That's right. I have become a bit fat. I'm now flabby and all chubby. I have two chins and a bulging stomach. Regardless of the fats, I still appeared cute. Well, it was Ruhee who said it. So I'm rest assured that I'm still appealing. 

Furthermore, my goal of living a salted fish life doesn't include exercise. That's equal to breaking my vows to laze around for life. I promised not to work hard anymore, so that's what I'm going to do. 

So I didn't bother doing any workout. In addition, back in my past life, I never experienced becoming fat. After all, I don't have the money to buy loads of food and turn myself into a fatty. Which is why having such luxury to become fat in this life is actually such a huge achievement for me as a lazy oriented person. 

However, upon becoming fat, I have received many discriminating gazes and prejudiced comments against my body. Some in a form of indirect murmuring rumours, others would directly confront me about it, and a few quiet stares holding intolerance.

I treat these unfairness as a motivation to laze around even further, and as a result, I have gained more weight. Which made people even more outrageous. 

I remain unfazed at all of this, because I have someone who fully supports my vision and mission of an unproductive lazy cosy life, and that certain person is…Ruhee. Probably because she sees me as a less threat to her in such a figure. 

Because according to rumours, Cleopatra doesn't like fat women, and now that I have become one, I'm probably no longer in her list of potential partners. Although she still treated me tenderly with her usual creepy righteous mindset and gestures, her attention slowly started shifting to Ruhee. Well, I couldn't really blame Ruhee for liking Cleopatra; the princess is a pretty good lady, but I just don't vibe with her. Probably because I'm a professional scumbag.

Ruhee, on the other hand, is liking the attention from her beloved. Which is why the bloody woman would often visit me at night with a tray full of snacks with her, while she gossiped daily about her charming Cleopatra. As someone who loves food, I couldn't bring myself to reject Ruhee. Even though I don't really want to discuss her attraction for that princess, I just went along. Well, I'll be leaving soon anyway, so there is no harm to listen further for such venomous words. 

So, even though I felt jealous with Ruhee and Cleoptra, I still felt compensated at night, because the bloody woman would spend the night with me. And Ruhee has been loving my soft body; she has been using me as a pillow; even listening to my heart beat. Such a sweet host, right?

However, like I said, I can't let these things continue any further. For now, I am just waiting for Ruhee and Cleopatra to get engaged again, so I can finally leave and travel the world; becoming more unproductive with my life.

That's the reason why I'm still here despite the progress between the two. So I can leave in peace; that Ruhee will be properly taken care of by Cleopatra this time.

It's not like I want to give up, but I'm at that point where the only option left is to let go.