《Transmigration of the Wannabe Villain》6. The Trace Left by Transmigrator
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In the big and fancy bedroom, can be seen there a boy with black hair standing in front of a bookshelf. His stark and beautiful blue eyes move from left to right as he read the content of the book in his hand.
While reading a book regarding a story and fairytale may become a pleasing hobby for some if not most of the people, this is not the case with Yoro right now. The more pages he flipped, the more annoyed he becomes. This is happening until Yoro can't hold it anymore, so he closed the book and throw it to the hard floor while his breath becomes erratic and disorder.
Seems not satisfied with that, he picks another random book from the shelf with the same author, just for the same thing is happening again, and again, then... again. This thing continues until there are so many books scattered on the floor
Yoro: "FUUUUUUU*KK" became so annoyed, Yoro can't help but scream to the ceiling at the top of his lungs at that, after reading the book with the same maker again and again.
Yoro: "This is straight-out plagiarism right here!!!" The others maybe can't understand what he is saying. But if there is an earthling, who summoned right into his bedroom right now, they will be having an exact same reaction regarding this blatant violation of copyright.
The book Yoro's throw first is a novel, while the character name might not be the same, he mustn't be mistaken. It's the freaking Lord of The R*ngs. He perhaps not read the novel in his world, but with how famous it is, he at the least has watched the movie together with his friend and girlfriend and so know the plot. Another one he throws is a fairy tale book about a girl who has very long blonde hair, another is-
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Yoro: 'damn, this earthling person must be having a very great memory if he can copy out this much. And perhaps, his brain might be sharper than mine if not outright outleague it'
When Yoro read the books, he was annoyed at how straight this book was copied from the original one but at the end, he feels amazed with how many stories this person can copy. Because even if you have the outline and plot of the story, writing it on a completely blank paper is another matter, while writing many books one by one like that? It is unreal. Right now, he won't even be surprised that the guy who wrote all this have an ability regarding memories.
Yoro 'I want to meet him someday though' he murmurs as he put the book back. If he ever had a doubt about this thing called isekai before, it is gone now. With all things happening around him being so real, he can't feign that all this was just a fake dream and he will awake eventually. He is definitely not a stubborn person and being transmigrated like this? It can't be a bad thing, right?
Looking outside the window, he realizes he had been reading books for too long. He can see the sun already high in the sky while he still in his sleep outfit "I am wasting too much time..." he murmurs.
Looking around, he finally feels there is nothing he can do anymore in here. After putting all the books he threw to the floor back to their shelf, he thinks he might try to go outside for strolling and seeing how big this mansion is with his own two eyes.
Yoro: "Welp, it's time to change then" He then walks to the side of the room to open the wardrobe.
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???: "Ara? A breakfast?"
A middle-aged maid with blonde hair can be seen standing in front of Yoro while holding a mop. While her age may exceed 30, her beauty when she was young is still visible which can be seen clearly on her face.
Bella: "Young master didn't come out even when the 8th bell has rung, so I put your share of breakfast in the kitchen. Do you want me to grab it for you?" She said kindly with a smile.
Yoro: "No, I can do it myself, sorry for bothering you" he rejects her offer and return her smile with his own before turn his body to leave.
Yoro is walking while looking right and left to find the right room. Right now, his memories haven't completely merged with the original, so he walks around the mansion to familiarize himself with the place he now called home.
He hadn't realized it before, but this mansion sure is big. If he doesn't have a natural map called memories in his head, maybe he would be lost again and again in this maze-like mansion.
He walks for more or less five minutes before arrived at his destination. But after he opens the door and sees the inside of the room, he still amazed by how big this room called kitchen is, even if he already knew how this room looks like in his memories.
Yoro: "Well, like people said, knowing and seeing it yourself is two wholly different things" he walks in and look around the place.
There are so many tools available in this room. It's surprisingly neat and clean for a kitchen, and the big one at that. Anyways, while he looking around, his surprised keep rising in seconds by the utensils here.
The original owner of this body has seen this room before, but just a glimpse before doing what he is doing that time. And so, when Yoro entered and look at its inside, he is shocked with how advanced the tools here are. Even if Ad had said to him Eus didn't develop electricity, with magic and people transmigrated here, this world has advanced quite big enough to compete with earth technology in the 20th century.
He walks and looking around before finding a thing which looks like a fridge, he opens it and there he sees food, wrapped with plastic and a note on top of it.
Yoro: "It is young master food, heat it first until warm for some minutes before you enjoy it with your whole heart. From Cecilia" after he read it, he can't help but smile helplessly.
Yoro: "Is she the person who made this?" He muttered to himself while taking out what he assumed his breakfast before place it in the oven. The mechanism in this thing is the same as one in the earth, so operating it is easy enough for him to do it alone.
Yoro "Magic is sure convenient huh..." He said after seeing that oven really work with no electricity.
He waits for some minute until it's warm enough, before he eats it. "Hmm, this food surprisingly delicious. She really works with her heart for it hm..."
He eats it with his heart content until all of the food is gone to his stomach. Satisfied with how delicious the food is, he feels he is ready to start his day.
Cecilia: "How was the food young master?" A girly voice sound out
Surprised, he turns his head to the back and finds Cecilia standing there, smiling sweetly.
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