A single note arrives for Shannon, who has lived her entire life as an orphan.... more>>

[This is the family of 'Shannon Ambrose.' We wish to meet her. April 7th, 9 PM, Yena Bridge.]

On that day, Shannon falls into the Stern River from Yena Bridge and finds herself thirty years in the past. Her joy at reuniting with her parents is short-lived.

Shannon discovers that her parents are brutally mu*dered by none other than the notorious serial killer, Killian Gray. Determined, she decides to approach him.

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"What are you thinking about?"

"!"

Their eyes met directly as Killian, who had been burying his face against her chest, suddenly looked up.

"W-What do you mean, thinking..."

Shannon turned her head hastily, unable to hide her surprise.

"Should I take a guess?"

As usual, Killian's voice showed no sign of losing his composure. Instead, he looked amused by Shannon's flustered state, and he chuckled before casually asking, just like he always threw in his meaningless jokes.

"I wonder what would happen if I shot that pretty head of yours..."

Shannon couldn't even breathe, let alone reply. Killian smiled deeply, then leaned down and pressed his lips against hers again. And with their breaths still mingling, he whispered teasingly once more.

"Hmm? Darling, you need to answer me." <<less

Hestia, the daughter of a fallen nobleman who relies on the Carlton family as her sponsor, is eagerly anticipating the day when she can cast aside everything that is binding her and run away. She thought the time had finally come.... more>>

“Hestia.”

No! Don’t kneel! Don’t propose! And don’t take out that ring box!

“As you might have guessed, I want to spend the rest of my life with you.”

Expected? Sure, I did. But this wasn’t the way. Weren’t we just friends? Didn’t we agree to be friends?

“Will-“

Hestia closed her eyes tightly. As he continued, she could easily anticipate what he was going to say. Will you be my bride? Will you be the mistress of my family? Will you give birth to my heir? It might be one of these three, but you don’t do these with a friend, right?

“No, I won’t marry you!”

“-you become the mage of my territory?”

…What? Hestia slowly opened her eyes and faced his signature foxlike smile.

“Of course, I’m fine with marriage too.”

Her face turned slightly red. Whether it was because she was ashamed of her mistake or because of his answer, she wasn’t sure.

“But, your dream is my dream. So, Hestia,”

Instead of a ring, he held out a standard mage contract and a fountain pen. In front of her was something she had neither seen nor received before.

“Please, become my territory’s mage.”

Her life had not been a happy one so far. When she was at the edge, where she just wanted to let go of everything, he reached out his hand to her.

“Let’s go to Rosehill together.”

She signed the contract and, as a mage, she followed him, the lord…

The contract with the lord was a trap! <<less