"Uh, hey Cathail," I said with my body swinging back and forth awkwardly. Cathail was busy cleaning the floor and dusting shelves and vases when I just came rushing in. Luckily I didn't surprised her to the point of a vase breaking and then she had to join a host club or something. All is well that ends well. She responded to my hello and asked if there was something I needed. My response was "Nothing much, was just wondering when my next birthday was."
"I find it quite bizarre that you don't remember the most important event of your life. Weren't you so excited and running around everyday waiting for your sixteenth birthday? And it's coming just right around the corner too, like in two months or so.." I froze. Two months?! How am I supposed to make sure I don't die in two months?! How do you even make soap in two months?! My heart beat was so fast that even flies could hear it and I my whole mouth ran dried. My palms are sweaty and I'm thinking of my mom's spaghetti. Now that I think about it. This world doesn't have spaghetti, I wonder if that can be made too. Now what was I thinking again?
I thanked Cathail and walked back to my room. So since my birthday is in two months I have to make sure I don't get jealous in some sort of way. I mean, it was not like the prince Arham and I were childhood friends or something. Unless it's some sort of side story I didn't know of in my past life. Whatever, since I don't really know what types of sciences they study during this time I should go check the library and maybe I'll find some clues about how I came here too.
The library was ginormous which I thought wasn't something the Medici family would have since they didn't seem like a book loving type. Every section there would be a different genre of books and so many too I wonder how they are kept so clean. No dust or wear, everything was neat and tidy. There was even a fireplace and a nice-comfy looking sofa. This is something a big book nerd would really like L.O.L. This makes a lot of research easier than I thought since in our medieval period, they didn't really have a lot of books. The bible counts as books but, they aren't very useful when you're trying to make soap. If only there was magic I would just become some sort of cheat character and spam the summoning button and make a pile of soap. Life is so hard being so normal and it's even worse when you're trying to scan the library in search of a book about plants before the two months is up. Only when I was about 30 or four minutes in did I realize I could ask the people who work cleaning the library to help and so marking my place with a chair I left the library in search of assistance.
Cathail recommended the head butler, Luther and so following him, slowly we reached the library. That whole walking was ruining my mood and energy, \this man moved so slow that I could've accidentally choked him to death. He lead me to the plants section and there gave me books about herbs and poison which I gratefully accepted. Now all I have to do was skim or read through the whole freaking thing. My mood was slowly depleting and I wasn't for reading anymore. I just wanted to go back to my room and play video games that are non-existent anymore or go to cafes to eat sweets but they too are non-existent. Heaving out a big sigh, unmotivated-started looking through books. There was no information about these flowers that would be able to work with making soap and what was worse was, I don't even know how to make soap. I was regretting, hard. The sun was going down and before it became too dark I lit up a candle on the table then it became dark. My eyes were tired, my back was cramping and I am dying inside. The last bit of motivation was still flaming and I was tiredly flipping pages as I fall from and to sleep but then a sudden jab of pain hit my head. Oh no is this some chunibyo anime shit with awakenings or something and I was surprisingly right but that pain was not it. That was painful but I think I got something from it. A list of formulas, for soap! Oh my gosh, I got knowledge of how to make soap. Did I really just predicted all the things that were going to happen to me? I must be a psychic.
I felt more relieved and now at least I can go to sleep for the night and write them down tomorrow. I changed out of my clothes with the maids' help but before I went to bed a thought stopped me.
'What if I forget it tonight and I won't remember in the morning?'
It wasn't a sure thought but it worried me enough to hesitate and so I wrote it down. If I forget it tomorrow at least I wrote down. To get some good sleep I tried not to think about it too much but it left such a big impact on me that for the first part of the night I stared at the paper until I drifted off to sleep. The next morning I woke up as usual. My eyes opened and staring at the ceiling. The maids came in to help me change and turned on the bath as I requested but there was a heavy feeling weighing on my brain. I walked over to my table and looked at the paper titled soap with list of ingredients. It also said 'If you forgot about this then your newfound memory of soap last night was erased'. My eyes widened and I smiled to myself. Even if I forget, if something like this happens again I can always write it down. I may have just became a cheat character but I'm not complaining, this will lead to my world domination much easier.