Chapter 78 – First Day as an Elite Female Secretary
As a child, my family was pretty normal.
My parents, who gave birth to me and married me as an adult, were immature, but they were good people who cared about their children.
A single room where I lived with my father, who worked for a small company, and my mother, who worked part-time and took care of children.
It was a time when I didn’t have such a bad memory even if it wasn’t that rich and leisurely daily life.
That was until I was hospitalized with an unknown disease.
It was bad news. Bad news and bad news piled on top of each other, and darkness began to cover the parents’ faces.
Even if my father and mother saved all their money, it was impossible to cover my hospital bills.
The longer the hospitalization period, the more the hospital bills to spit out continued to increase.
‘Hana, my pretty daughter… I’m sorry.’
Her mother, who always smiled brightly, apologized for her own incompetence.
I was swayed by youthful blood and the feeling of love, and gave birth to me despite my lack of ability.
That’s why I became poor, and because I became poor, I must have thought that I couldn’t cure me when I was sick.
The day my mother apologized was the day of my elementary school graduation, and only then did I realize that I had been confined to the hospital for the third year.
It’s been a long time since my father stopped visiting me.
Mother’s face, which had grown darker, eventually lost her smile,
On the fourth year since I was hospitalized, my mother stopped visiting me.
Whispers of nurses.
‘Unfortunately, it was abandoned’, ‘There would be no hope without surgery…’
I was abandoned and dying.
I was out of breath after walking a little bit, and I didn’t even know the meaning of living.
I was so sick, but no one was looking for me. If this is the case, why was I born?
Hundreds of times I wished I could die peacefully while I was asleep because it was scary and painful.
But when I woke up vomiting blood, I burst into tears, saying I didn’t want to die.
Please save me, the bitter memory of crying and clinging to the nurse because I missed my mom and dad.
On one side of that memory, I remember the shadow standing in the hallway.
A girl who was smaller and younger than me, looking around my hospital room with foggy eyes.
A girl who entered the hospital room holding the hand of a woman in a suit who was standing next to her approached me.
And the girl who grabbed my hand, which was wet with vomited blood, said.
‘Is your sister in pain too?’
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“…”
At 5:30 a.M., When she would normally be sleeping, she begins preparations as Harumu’s assistant.
She looks in the mirror with her long, sleek hair neatly tied up.
There are things that shouldn’t be attached to the chest, and there is nothing to be attached to the lower part.
I was prepared enough, but I can’t help but feel the cognitive dissonance or sense of shame that overtakes my brain.
“…That’s fucking big…”
I spit out Korean words with one mouth and lifted her bulging breasts with one hand.
It’s soft, warm, and soft. But it’s not as exciting as when you’re in a man’s body.
Maybe it’s because I got used to one body overnight…
I just don’t have time to dress or put on.
I stretched out my sluggish body and took out my underwear from the carrier placed in the corner of the room.
As soon as I saw the bra and panties held in my hand, a sigh came out by itself.
No, there is nothing strange about it. Best universe!
The current me, Natsuki Hana, is not a man, but a woman.
It’s natural for a woman to wear women’s underwear. Maybe…
First of all, wear easy-to-wear shorts.
The sensation of the cloth pressing against her crotch was unfamiliar, but not to the point of being uncomfortable.
But the problem is the bra. She lifts up her big underwear with a feeling that will not be defeated by her big breasts.
One body moved as it remembered and skillfully hooked it, but it was also slightly distorted.
“I did as I remembered… Possession isn’t perfect after all.”
I don’t know why, but the possession using text felt like a deteriorated version of Isabelle’s possession.
The memory of the body was not the way I read it, but it was in the form of flashing,
Even that isn’t perfect, to the point where I can’t even wear underwear properly.
I can’t help but fix it by relying on the way Noah and Isabelle taught me last night.
Feel the fit on your chest, look around in the mirror to see if there are any odd spots.
I think it’s okay, but it’s a bit difficult because my chest feels tight and tight… Are all tall women like this?
Once again, Hyemi noona, Yunsol, and Luna feel amazing.
What kind of life are the three people who are bigger than this living?
I sighed for the number of times and picked up the shirt and skirt I had folded beside her bed.
From sleeveless shirts tailored for hot weather to airy thin jackets and short skirts.
Put on the prepared summer office look one by one, and stand in front of the dressing table to put on the glasses.
And it erases the ease and lightness of Choi Woo-joo from the eyes and fills Natsuki Hana’s intelligence and dignity.
“Big, ah… Ah, good morning, Miss Harumu.”
I try to fix her neck alone and practice with sincerity.
I don’t know about anything else, but I’m confident that I won’t find out about my tone or actions.
The body that has devoted most of its life to serving the Yumekawa family, everything is recorded in this body.
In fact, even Lady Harumu, whom I served yesterday, didn’t even notice my true identity.
“Whoa, ok… It’s almost 6 o’clock… Time to wake up the lady.”
Following the schedule left in her head, she adjusts her glasses and heads out into the hallway.
For now, until I meet Isabelle in Japan tomorrow, I have to keep my possession undetected.
My role is to support Miss Harumu in the mission that starts tomorrow.
Until then, the goal is to find out about the Japanese branch and the Yumekawa family as much as possible.
Since it could be dangerous after entering the mission, Isabel decided to protect me without being seen.
My body, the body of the Supreme Universe, is guarded by Noah in the bed of desire,
I don’t know what will happen if Natsuki Hana’s body, which now contains my soul, dies.
As long as my life is not threatened, I dig out the target of the lady’s family and the Japanese branch,
I must release the possession as soon as possible and return to my original body. Must be…
“…”
Standing in front of Lady Harumu’s room, I put my finger on her doorbell and touch her forehead.
The dream I had today, and the main character of that dream was not me, but Natsuki Hana from childhood.
A dream in which she fell ill with an unknown cause and was abandoned by her parents and trembled in fear of death at a young age.
Even though it was not something I personally experienced, the displeasure had been transmitted to my soul.
This is the most terrifying side effect of the ‘possession’ text.
The longer I’m possessed, the longer my soul blends into my body’s memories.
It means that she will forget that she is the ‘most universe’ and live as one Natsuki.
The discomfort and fear I felt this morning, this must be a side effect…
Ding-dong-
“My lady, it’s one. It’s time to wake up.”
However, he puts his worries aside and rings the doorbell to call the young lady.
Ridiculously dangerous side effects are choking me, but I must find out.
The unknown attraction felt in a woman named Yumekawa Harumura and something behind it.
If you don’t figure it out, your instincts are telling you that the outcome will be the same one way or the other.
But I’m sure I’ve felt this feeling somewhere before…
When was it? It’s similar to what I’ve felt before, but it’s different…
“…Nuh… One? It’s morning already…?”
I was lost in thought for a moment, then I heard a voice pull me out.
A girl rubbing her sleepy eyes beyond the slid open door.
“Yes, now you should eat breakfast, dress up, and return to Japan.”
“…Eh, are you going home today…? Harumu, go home…”
“…Miss?”
Something is strange. Today’s lady is the complete opposite of last night’s mature atmosphere.
Burying his mouth on the pillow held in her arms, complaining like a baby…
“…Mom, Harumu must be mad at me for not doing it right… I’m afraid to go home.
Ha, Harumu, can’t I just stay here for one more day…? I want to be in your room…”
‘Today’s lady is young.’
One memory that flashed in my head, this image of Yumekawa Harumu is the image of them when they were children.
Harumu as a child born under the influence of continuous ‘education’, a child who wants love while acting like a child.
What she had only vaguely expected became the truth, and it came close.
Yumekawa and Harumu are ‘double personalities’.
Although she usually maintains her original mature personality with her medication,
She is a young Harumu lady who comes out from time to time because the drug is so strong that she cannot continue taking it.
She is a fragile young girl with a lot of timidity and tears, but her ‘education’ must go on.
Conversation with a lady of this personality is absolutely forbidden, and you must never be fooled.
She should rather forcefully stop and mention ‘Mother’ to make her follow her instructions.
That is Lady Harumu’s educational policy.
“…”
“Miss Natsuki, breakfast is ready. The young lady…”
Turning her head away from the weeping girl and adjusting her spectacles,
I saw a female employee standing at the end of the hallway when he appeared.
“…You are still in bed after yesterday’s coming-of-age ceremony.
While I wait on her, you prepare breakfast for her.”
“Yes? You have a meal with the executives of the Korean branch…”
“The young lady is unable to get up from her seat due to the fatigue of her coming-of-age ceremony.
Please explain the situation to the officers of the Korean branch and bring them a meal.”
“But Kaede-sama’s instructions…”
“I’m responsible. Do you have to wait longer?”
“Sorry! I will prepare immediately…”
Looking back with sharp eyes, her frightened female worker had disappeared across her hallway.
Natsuki Hana, who was both coercive and arrogant, her charisma was truly terrifying.
I was more scared of being scared, but it doesn’t seem to show much… I was a bit nervous.
If you calm down your emotions while holding down the expression that is about to rise,
Lady Harumu pulled my sleeves slightly and my eyes naturally went down.
“…Ha, Hana… Then Hana gets scolded by her mother…!”
“…It’s okay, lady. You don’t have to overdo it.”
He puts her hand on Harumu’s shoulder, who is shivering, and gently hugs her, patting her on the back.
I don’t even know why I embraced Harumu, or whether I accepted her foolishness.
It was an action that one would never have done, an inefficient action that increased the probability of being suspected.
But somehow, Harumu, whom I met for the first time in the body of Choi Woo-joo, came to mind, so I committed it.
Harumu asked me if she could hug me for the first time.
Her desperateness reminded me of her trembling hands and sad eyes, so I stopped without realizing it…
Of course, it seems to be a bigger deal than I thought, so I’m worried about taking care of it… Eh, I don’t know.
“Please rest well in the room with me this morning.
But at noon, when the sun is at its highest, you must return to Japan.”
“…Yeah, thank you… Harumu, I’ll keep my promise…”
I can’t just leave this kid alone.
It was clear that these were not the feelings of Hana Natsuki, but the feelings of Choi Woojoo.
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