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Chapter 1 - Not high-level waste.

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1. Not high-level waste.

Argh! I’m gonna kill you, Selena!

“……!”

As a huge lion roared from a far, I suddenly opened my eyes.

‘What?’

The ceiling I see for the first time, wallpaper I see for the first time, furniture I see for the first time.

‘It’s tacky……’

It was a time when I was puzzled by the unfamiliar interior of the western vintage style.

The door burst open and a Westerner dressed as a maid jumped in.

“Lady! Hide in the closet! Come on!”

Not time to be surprised, the maid pulled me out of bed.

“Come on! Come on, hide! Lady Shannon is so angry that she’s coming here now!”

Shannon?

‘I think I’ve heard of that name before.’

Where did I hear that?

“Commander Crawford hasn’t come back yet! Miss, come on……….!”

Commander Crawford.

He was also a familiar name.

“Argh!”

The maid was thrown out.

Then suddenly, a gorgeous blonde beauty appeared.

‘Wow, it’s pretty. She looks like a princess.’

While admiring, the beauty strode up and looked down at me.

“You worthless bugger bitch!”

“……What?”

“You’re the reason I can’t go to the banquet!”

A beauty, no, blonde scumbag grabbed me by the hair.

“Who are you! What are you! Argh!”

The scumbag grabbed my head and shook it like a tambourine.

‘What is this? Is it a dream?’

My scalp hurt so much for a dream.

Dumbfounded, I came to my senses at the next line of the scumbag.

“Why did a stutterer like you get an invitation? What a jerk!”

Shannon.

Count Crawford.

And…

‘Stutterer.’

I realized when I looked up blankly at the blonde ass face.

‘Oh, my God.

So

So I am!

Seems to be possessed by a 19-rate novel……….!

***

A fresh graduate of the Department of Theater and Film, I bought a book on impulse ahead of the audition.

A very erotic, romantic novel.

“Obsessive Man” and “The High Commissioner.”

I like all the keywords.

* 고구마 is ‘sweet potato’. However, these days 고구마 is increasingly used as an adjective or a noun to express the speaker’s frustrated or impatient feeling about a situation or a person, the feeling similar to what you may feel when you eat sweet potato without any beverage.