After resting my throbbing head, I took a short nap for a while.
I am now sitting calmly instead of lying down comfortably so that I can concentrate more deeply on all the random information I'm roughly gathering in my turbulent mind.
While taking a comfortable sitting position on the rather soft and high bed, despite being in the infirmary room, I once again lowered my gaze to look at the slender and slim body that felt both strange and familiar at the same time, wrapped in a beautiful, thin, and comfortable yellow dress that I am currently inhabiting.
"Possessed..."
Unexpectedly, after concluding my current situation, I still managed to remain calm without a hint of hysteria as I had expected.
Why is that?
Perhaps it's because I am now enveloped in a feeling of immense relief, making me not feel anxious, let alone panic, about my mysterious situation.
The mere possibility that my younger brother, who had been missing for the past five years, might have entered the book, just as I did, fills me with gratitude beyond anything else.
It feels like the burden that has been weighing on my shoulders for the past five years is finally beginning to melt away, bit by bit, just with that possibility.
After managing to calm my briefly turbulent mind, I could finally organize the information I had gathered so far neatly in my thoughts.
"If I'm not mistaken, the title of the novel is [World For Her], my brother's last work before he disappeared..."
If my younger brother, the creator of [World For Her], truly entered the world based on that book, then he would certainly be treated as a God.
Even if he wasn't, my brother must be hiding somewhere in this world, achieving something great and gaining significant benefits because he already knows the ins and outs of this world's storyline like the back of his hand.
Yes, that's the younger brother I know and have raised since childhood. A mischievous yet handsome young man who loves challenges and never stays idle until his goals are achieved.
So, I don't need to waste my energy worrying about my brother, the novel's creator, who knows this world better than I do, merely being the older sister of the novel's creator.
Instead, I should focus more on worrying about my own fate, having entered this book in a strange body without any explanation of how and why this supernatural event happened to me without my consent.
"Even so..."
Maybe it's just an instinct as the eldest sister who has taken care of him since childhood, but I'm sure he's having fun somewhere I don't know.
I involuntarily smiled when I imagined my little brother's distinctive smile, a sight I hadn't seen in a long time. But my smile faded into a frown.
'Damn it, I've been worried about him for the past five years, but it turns out he's in his own book world?! Why does he love making his sister worry so much?!'
"..."
I shook my head, wanting to let my emotions take over, but I quickly realized that such actions would be futile for now.
"Yes... I can get angry all I want after I finally meet my beloved little brother later." I smiled broadly, hiding the relief that secretly emerged from within this foreign body.
So let's return to the most important topic after setting aside my brother's issue.
The main question and the problem that needs a solution: why did I enter this book, [World For Her]?
Did 'something unknown' in that book recognize the blood relation between my brother and me, the creator, and decide to bring me into this world without my consent?
"Is something happening in this world? To my brother, for example?"
While thinking about this, I spontaneously looked out the window, which offered a beautiful and completely unfamiliar view for someone modern like me since birth.
I could faintly hear various sounds, such as foreign music melodies and songs from the academy buildings not far away, the sound of horse hooves, and the friction of carriage wheels from outside.
'Wait a minute, is this world really running exactly as the storyline of the [World For Her]? What if I have been mistaken just because some parts are slightly similar to my brother's novel...?'
I felt a momentary fear, but I decided to calm my mind for now.
Because thinking about confusing things in a strange place like this without any answers is not helpful and will only add wrinkles to my forehead.
***
After successfully setting everything aside, with the help of the infirmary staff and several reliable servants from the Gwendolyn household, I finally decided to rest in my bed in my private room at the academy dormitory peacefully.
Ah, more precisely, the room belongs to the body I am currently inhabiting. The room is very spacious and filled with luxurious furniture, more like a hotel room than a dormitory, clearly indicating that this is a special room reserved only for students from high-noble families.
I finally managed to relax my tense body and the slight pain in my head. Even though this is not my room but the body I possess, I feel quite safe and peaceful being in a private room in the middle of this foreign world.
Unfortunately, this feeling of peace was quickly disrupted.
Tina, the personal maid of the body I possessed, suddenly appeared before me without making a sound.
She stood right beside my bed, staring at me, or more precisely, at the faint wrinkles on my face that I hadn't seen in the mirror but saw in the reflection of Tina's wide, anxious brown eyes.
"Lady! Are you in pain?!"
As usual, her overreaction and response made my already not-so-painful head hurt again.
I held back a sigh and answered Tina's question as calmly as possible. "... Please calm down, I'm just thinking about something."
"Y–Yes, Lady Eleanor!"
I nodded indifferently with a calm expression, but my mind began working hard when I heard the name Eleanor come out of Tina's mouth.
Eleanor Gwendolyn, or Eleanor, fortunately, has a behavior similar to mine, so the people around her won't notice the difference.
A person who is very reserved and also introspective.
Even so, Eleanor, as I read in the novel, is quite affectionate towards those she has known for a long time.
Exactly like me, who always tries to give as much love as possible to the only mischievous younger brother, the only family I have.
I couldn't help but think that when I first read the description of Eleanor's initial appearance, she was a childhood friend of the heroine in the novel [World For Her].
Eleanor, although known to be stiff, cold, and very indifferent to her surroundings, earning the nickname 'The Untouchable Lady' in social circles, secretly cares deeply for her childhood friend.
And the heroine, Eleanor's childhood friend, Cecillia Emmeline, also cares for her deeply. Their friendship is very famous in both high social circles and among commoners.
But because of a trivial matter and misunderstanding, the female lead made a big mistake by pretending to take Eleanor's fiancé.
Eleanor, whose personality was famously introspective but was just not good at expressing herself because she was used to hiding herself, was shocked to the core by her friend's actions and eventually refused to meet Cecillia again.
Because Eleanor no longer had a fiancé, Eleanor's father, Marquis Gwendolyn, was reluctant to ask her to participate in the Crown Princess Tournament held grandly throughout the Magnolia Empire.
Due to her outstanding qualities, such as an honorable lineage, excellent diplomatic skills, also perfect education, Eleanor was chosen as the Crown Princess.
But once again, Eleanor was not the main character in this world. Her childhood friend, who managed to avoid the Tournament by taking Eleanor's fiancé, was favored by the Crown Prince of Magnolia.
Ignoring Eleanor, who was officially chosen as the Crown Princess, the Crown Prince proposed to Cecillia in front of Eleanor. That's where Eleanor Gwendolyn's tragedy began.
Yes, Eleanor is the name of the character with a miserable fate in the book I am currently inhabiting without my consent.
I recapped the original plot related to Eleanor in my mind while mumbling. "Eleanor, huh...?"
After reading it, my opinion of the supporting character with the unfortunate fate named Eleanor Gwendolyn is pure sympathy.
'... Well, honestly, I was a little annoyed because Eleanor was someone who always ran away, hiding when trouble occurred. She was not the type to be outspoken and preferred to bury her feelings alone rather than say what she was thinking.'
"... It feels like looking into a mirror," I mumbled unconsciously out of annoyance.
'But out of all the characters, why is it Eleanor who resembles me? Is this just a mere coincidence, or is my damn little brother up to some kind of conspiracy?'
Tina glanced at me after hearing my mutter, but quickly turned her head when I looked at her indifferently.
Now, what should I do in this book world?
'Should I ignore the original plot and focus on finding my mischievous little brother, or should I first deal with the tragic fate of Eleanor Gwendolyn, whom I am currently possessing, by 'slightly' disrupting the storyline?'
While contemplating various thoughts, something intriguing yet perilous occurred to me.
Regrettably, my thoughts were immediately interrupted when I heard a gentle knock on my door.
Tina glanced briefly at the sound of the knock but quickly turned back to look at me as if waiting for instructions on what to do about it.
'Oh dear, you could just open the door, do you still need my orders first?'
Though annoyed, thanks to Eleanor's expressionless face, no, my expressionless face, I could speak calmly. "Open it."
Tina obediently nodded, then slowly opened the door.
"Eleanor!"
"My dear Eleanor!"
From behind the wide-open door, two voices, different but equally warm, shouted simultaneously, rushing into my room and hugging me tightly without hesitation.