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“Bring me the woman who slept with me and ran away.” “Pardon?” “Long blonde hair, blue eyes, about shoulder height to me. Hmm… what’s your height?” “…Pardon?” “She’s exactly your…

“Rather than being sold off to some old marquis, how about being sold to me?” The man spouting that infuriating line was the male lead of the last novel I…

~Plot~ I somehow ended up possessing a supporting character from the novel I wrote. Of all characters, it had to be the one I killed off early in the story,…