Summary
I found myself isekai in a book. Well done. I was able to maintain my pitiful life today. “Levi.” “Yes.” “Burn it.” “What? “Please don’t!!!!” I instantly screamed in panic, drawing all the surprised eyes to me. I’m dead, ah. It was possible, indeed. This type of event didn’t startle my body, which had been accustomed to reading so many fantasy books for so long. Life is, well, sometimes, isn’t it? A bit thrown into a novel! Returning to the past at times! Isn’t that the way life is? However, out of all the options, why did I have to be imprisoned in the body of a fur doll that belonged to a figure who would go on to become a despot? *** “Levi, the doll you gave me seems to be moving.” “What do you mean?” The duke looked at Yul sharply, and he made an effort to ignore it. Patience, patience. I would be done if I made the smallest noise. “Well. Yes, perhaps it was just how I felt. At last, the duke murmured indifferently and turned around.