I became the sick nobelman

Chapter 1 - Let's live for now (1)

I was suffocating.

It felt like someone was pressing on my neck.

I opened my eyes while struggling.

"...huu..huu.."

It was getting harder to breathe. My head was aching as if it were being squeezed.

'Crazy, how long did I run yesterday?'

I can't go to work in this condition.

More likely I'll have to take half a day off.

''Knock, knock.''

I turned my head reflexively to the door. My eyes widened in an instant.

A wall with a strange picture, a door with a living grain of wood, and a bed with curtains.

...This isn't my room.

Confused, I tried to get up from bed.

I needed to find out where I was.

But the blanket was too heavy.

"What's going on? What on earth is with this arm? Reminds me of a branch.''

I pulled the blanket with all my might, listening to the rough beating of my heart.

I was out of breath even though I just rolled out of the blanket.

'Mirror–.'

Thud!

My body tilted even before my legs touched the ground.

"Ruel nim!"

The door opened and a man in a black suit hurriedly approached.

"Are you all right?"

"...Ruel?"

The stranger looked at me in question.

'Why does the name sound so familiar?'

The man who appeared to be a butler easily lifted me onto the bed.

"You almost got in trouble. The fever just dropped this morning. Are you hurt anywhere?"

The butler asked me who was looking around.

'Ruel Setiria?'

That was the name that came to my mind right away. The man standing before me became nervous.

"Do you still have a fever, Mr. Ruel?"

The butler carefully put his hand on my forehead with his white gloves on.

"The fever went up again. I'll get your meds ready right away."

I grabbed the butler with my scrawny hands.

If the name I said was wrong, he would have questioned me.

The man gave a chuckle.

"Mirror."

"What?"

"The mirror."

Even talking seems to sap my breath away.

"Would you like me to bring it?'' asked the butler.

I stared into the butler's eyes as a response.

The butler bowed his head after much consideration.

"I'll be right back."

When the butler left, I felt my body exhausted as if I had been running for an hour straight.

'It couldn't have been.'

'No way.'

'The owner of this body, Ruel? That Ruel Setiria?'