The Editor Is the Novel’s Extra

After arriving in this world, I didn't know that there would be more difficult things than memorizing magic books all night long and using magic until I fell down.

Clay held out for a long time this afternoon, only thinking about 800,000 dinars he could find in cash.

Now I only have to endure for half a day. He who holds it to the end wins.’

It was okay until I took the measurement. I was just embarrassed. But then there was a series of tests and tests.

Clayo's common sense was that only one or two outings were needed, but Dionne's common sense was different from his.

Long jackets for day outings, pants and vests, formal evening gowns, lightweight suits, sports tweed suits, and six shirts.

I constantly asked about the fabric, collar, sleeves, and pocket shapes of each piece of clothing, and changed them.

'I'm going crazy, seriously.

After that, it was Dionne, who was choosing another tame hankerchief. Clayo, who was already exhausted, couldn't stand it and melted into the sofa.

When I heard the question a hundred times about which color and what shape was better, all the same-looking cloths were pointed out, a sarcastic remark came out without even realizing it.

"It would cost a lot to fit clothes in places like this. Is that your father's will?"

"The guy who noticed that his uniform was 2,000 dinars."

Dionne, who delivered the final requirements to the tailor and staff, sat down in three hours and 40 minutes and returned a firm answer.

"Yes, it's your father's will. She didn't go out to school before going to school, so she said she didn't have a proper outfit. She told me to prepare a basic outfit.”

"No, as long as men's clothes are suits, why do we have to look at so many different kinds of cloth….”

"Mr. Master, are you serious about what you just said?”

Dionne was really cold-faced, even wiping out the usual courtesy laughter.

"Hey, young master. Baron Asher Jun is not always right, but this is the only thing that he is doing very well. When people see someone, they first look at the clothes, accessories, and attitudes he wears. The inner and the qualifications are what follows."

"I didn't even have a business meeting, but I was wondering if I needed this much clothing."

"No, this young master fell in love with some kind of stone."

"Huh."

I had some expectations of Dione's personality, but the sudden rise of the real intention was certainly shocking.

"That's a bit of a slip of the tongue. Anyway, by the way, I didn't expect you to be this young. I was fooled by this Dion because you pretended to be mature."

"What does a girl ten years younger than me say?’

Jeong Jin endured this moment with the word "800,000 dinars" in his head.

"Come on, let's start with an easy question. Why do you think Baron Acer had you admitted to the Royal College of Capital Defense? By all means?"

"It wasn't the will of my dead mother."

"I think my father is too sentimental… Do you really think that's the only reason you've spent millions of dinars on your second son?”

"…I don't think so.”

To this question, the back of my head was a bit hazy.

It would be nice if "Because of the Love for the Dead" was everything, but I can see that Gideon Asher is not such a romantic person.

As far as this situation came, there was a conclusion that penetrated the problematic school, the mansion prepared to hold a dinner, and even a sly private teacher at once.

He's trying to put his son in politics.

'I didn't think about it because I thought it was going to bounce anyway... Is that it? Does the gentleman not know his son that well? Why would you try to push a timid and shy kid into such a mess!'

"You're getting a sense now, aren't you? Unlike his eldest son, Vlad, he never taught you anything about business. Instead, I enrolled them in the school where the next cabinet and next generation of military leaders would be born."

'Yeah, it was an old school.'

Clayo's face, which had been just exhausted until now, has been rotten with the appreciation of a 32-year-old Korean.

I didn't expect it because I've never lived in a rich family. If you have enough money, you will have power.

"Then why doesn't he do it himself, and gives false expectations to a child like me?"

"If you keep saying stupid things, I'll give you a punch. Look, your father, who was born a commoner, earned the baron title of industrial merit during his time. I didn't have any personal connections or personal connections to become a member of the House of Commons. But would you still vote for someone like your father as Secretary of Commerce in that high and noble noble house? It's only a son-to-son thing."

It was a word that I realized that this place was a strange world.

"How do we throw a party without a house and a wine seller? Those of you who are in high rank don't think of the person who first appeared at the table yesterday as a colleague. Raising children as part of their next generation is a faster way to enter the establishment."

It was a total bullshit. This is why class society was a problem. It's not just that you have a lot of money, but you inherit something.

"It's a world where Gideon's personality could have been a mess. But what do you want me to do?

It was quite a solemn struggle, but it was honestly someone else's business for Clayo.

'I have two sons, so tell them to do everything they can. Why should I be separated by his ambition?’

"The atmosphere has gotten too heavy, hasn't it? Let's drink the rest of the tea and get up. I have to come back for a fitting, so please say hello to the tailor."

I don't think I'll ever come for a fitting, but I kept my voice to the tune of Dionne. The determination to stand out tonight as soon as the cash is in hand has become very solid.

After leaving the store mentally and physically worn out, Clay stopped walking at the entrance.

"Please put a red ribbon tie in here now."

"You're not interested in clothes at all, so why do you buy things like this? It's too childish for you."

Dione quickly dismissed. Clayo shook his head lightly.

"It's not for me, it's for the cat gentleman.”

“!!!”

Dionne's face brightened at a single stroke.

"I didn't think too much!!! Oh, our nail. How cute would it be to do this?”

Dionne, who had all her luggage packed and listened to Yangsan, put everything down next to her and bought a few more ties.

"Please wrap all three colors of the polka-dot bow tie over there, along with the Regimental Stripe tie."

Again, Dionne, who had a lovely expression on her face, took the lead, saying, "I should stop by the bookstore."

"The new book was published late in Colphos. I was so curious about you and the back page! Ouch!

While Dionne was buying a lot of novels, Clay walked out the back door and stopped at the Plata Bank headquarters just behind him. Dionne was smiling happily among the new booklets while Clayo was visiting 800,000 dinars.

After returning to the mansion, we had a simple but wonderful meal and gathered in the drawing room.

The deceptive mausoleum, which was only obedient to women, was gently raising its chin while Dionne wore a red bow tie.

"Cute."

Dionne, who hugged a cat as big as her upper body, rubbed her face against the belly of Behemoth. It's not that the behemoth in a red tie is not cute, but Clayo, who couldn't understand that crazy response, just yawned.

"Wow-wow-wow- (Yes, let me praise this wonderful me).”

'Yes, Dionne wouldn't be as cute as she is now if she heard Behemoth.’

Clayo's room was the last bedroom on the second floor. There were fewer people to notice even if they escaped.

The behemoth, who drank both of the bishop's top two bottles, spread out with a look of happiness.

He stroked the sleeping behemoth with breathing sounds, and tied the red ribbon neatly buried in his blunt neck.

'Thanks for all this, man.'

Before coming to the room from the drawing room, he called the youngest maid who could believe what he said.

The cat can drink, so he often visits the seller's door and asks them to give him whatever he wants, and then gives him 1,000 dinars.

Without turning on the light, Clay took 1.2 million dinars of the 100-dinar notes he had withdrawn from the bank and in a pocket of space pockets given by the bank.

I was a little nervous because it was too much money for ordinary people, but the check was not available because it was tracked.

"But they gave me this subspace pocket, so it's very useful.’

It was a horse tool that went right into his pocket even though he put in 1.2 billion won worth of bills. The gift you gave me next time you asked me to use it again.

'Thanks for that, but now we're out of business with Plata Bank. You're not going to use Gideon's breathtaking bank.'

I changed into plain outwear and wore as old shoes as possible. Then I grabbed the decorations of the wall and crept down the terrace.

No one followed me until I got out of the mansion. Clayo cheered inwardly, leaving the house behind.

"As I live, I end up doing all sorts of things. Have a good life. Let's never see each other again.’

***

As seen in the spy movie, he caught any train that left the fastest, and then transferred from the next station to the train that left the other side.

The second-class compartment of the night train was cluttered. A cigarette was floating in the dark. The smell of alcohol mixed the snoring of a drunk with the rattle of the train.

Indeed, I felt like I was in a whole new world. I felt relieved as if I were in despair. I fell asleep as I saw the lights of the city moving away from the window.