CHAPTER 01
Yanarym woke up feeling that she had a deep-long slumber. The drowsiness made her roll over on the icy and smooth bed, wrapping herself to the cold blanket. She didn't have to open her eyes or ask where she was, because she knew she was back in the modern world. She could tell by the bed and the aircon's cold air enveloping all over the room. She yawned and reached out for a pillow and embraced it tightly.
She wanted to sleep more, this was the smoothest transition she had after transmigrating. Yanarym wanted to treasure the experience. Lastly, Matteo- did a good job of killing her, painless death. Because of that, she felt slightly guilty for making him suffer and clueless for ten years…
Well, ten years would be too short for a god-like him. Make him suffer a little so that Azkin could be in love with him with no worries after her reincarnation.
Guide-sama: "Are you sure Matteo would love Azkin?"
"Why would he not?"
