Chapter 2. When I Came Back, My Home Was On Fire (2)

Translator: Aura

Once she was transmigrated, she slowly regained her senses.

The first was smell.

The smell of old wood. The soft aroma of potpourri…

As her sight returned, the room she had dreamed of all these years appeared before her eyes.

It was exactly as she remembered it, which caused a wave of sadness to arise from deep within her.

“Sniff, Sniff…”

Nadia walked around the room as tears streamed down her cheeks.

A window through which sunlight came in.

A modest bed.

A hardwood desk with hand stains.

A wool rug, which she bought with her first payment…

‘At least she had some conscience!’

When she saw that the things buried in her memories were carefully preserved, she felt extremely grateful to Lee Soyoon, whom she had cursed at every opportunity for the past five years.

The system had once told her that she and Nadia had similar souls.

If Lee Soyoon appeared in front of her now, she felt like she could forgive her with just a slap on the cheek.

Maybe also because it was all over.

“I hope you’re happy there.”

After she sincerely wished Lee Soyoon to be happy, Nadia seriously reflected.

‘How much will the Izettain Empire have changed in the five years I was on Earth?’

Since from now on she would live here forever, she had to adapt as soon as possible and resume her daily life.

“What…?”

When Nadia looked in the mirror, she saw a woman with heavy makeup.

‘… I’m supposed to be back in my original body.’

-Tap. Tap…-

Nadia approached the mirror. Then, she saw the woman frown.

-Tap-

She took another step closer. This time she saw the clothes the woman was wearing.

The dress was so low-cut that it barely covered her breasts.

“This can’t be me…”

As she looked in the mirror, Nadia let out a gasp.

Her makeup was outrageous to her, to the point that she felt like she was in costume.

Her large breasts, which she had always covered out of shame, were deliberately exposed.

“Ahh…!”

As Nadia examined her appearance, she suddenly leaned over. She felt like someone was strangling her.

‘What’s wrong with me?’

Her body was tense as if pressured by something.

-Jingle-

Only after she went through the same pain a few more times, she subconsciously checked her neck. It was then that she noticed the necklace she had on.

She screamed in horror,

“… A dog collar?!”