The other three immediately assign me as Third Master's servant.
Seeing him good-naturedly accept that, I wonder if he needs a gardener.
After learning this and that, several days passed eventfully.
I learned that I was the first girl to make such a disgusting expression at Third Master after taking a second look at him. Cough. First and Second Masters aren't giving anyone any face.
I am glad male lead is not someone domineering or Alpha-type or etc. A kind Master as male lead is...good.
But it means that I have transmigrated in a story world!
What kind of disasters will happen and when will it happen? I don't want to get caught up and...die from it.
Will I return to my world if I die here? How did I end up here? Sleep and wake up. Simple and to the point like that.
Back to my worries, serving male lead, not as a gardener, but as someone who...
Waa, I am embarrassed to say it! Even though my only work is to help him get changed!
Anyway, nearing him is guaranteed I would get involved.
Why do I get this kind of work anyway?!
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Alkimia ~the Chemistry of Love~
Short Story"Welcome to Alkimia, my personal library. Allow me to show you excerpts from the books I own. Do not hesitate to give recommendations, if you have any. I am a (self-proclaimed) collector, after all. Do enjoy your visit here, however brief it is. Com...
