The Become A Villain In The Novel
Chapter 4

I stood up while smiling a little. The world of novels is even more cruel than the real world. One of my feet passed through the guardrail, then another. Then my hand that was still holding on to the guardrail came off. No. gabe. I intentionally let go.

Goodby. I don't want to be a miserable criminal in this world. Please bring me back to where I came from.

My body slid so fast downwards, making it hit the air which instantly turned razor sharp. So cold, so painful, it sliced through my skin, it froze up to my bones. I closed my eyes when I almost reached the ground. Here it is. here is the pain—

Bruk!

It hurts so much. My body was broken into millions of pieces. Clambered. Spilt. I move restlessly. Steady and open your eyes. A cold wind hit my neck. Strands of unraveling hair flew over my eyes. My eyes glanced down, the road that was densely packed with vehicles was visible. When looking up, the flickering expanse of lights I saw earlier looked back.

“What the fuck is this?” I look around. It's still the roof of my office building.

“Am I just a dream? But why does it feel so real?”

What about the pain I felt. That hit hard and destroyed my whole body. I closed my eyes tight.

“So this is how you choose?” my screams furiously stared at the distant sky. I think they're laughing at me right now. They must have thought they had won and could control my life as they pleased.

It won't.

That's never gonna happen.

Once again, I let go of the handle on the parapet. Slide back to—

The same place again.

Just stop! There's no point in fighting back.

The mission box reappears. This was the first time it had appeared without giving any orders.

“If you guys could act as you please I would also behave so.”

I keep doing that. In the thirteenth experiment the box reappeared.

Catherine, stop! You're just torturing yourself by acting like that.

“What do you care? Aren't you really trying to destroy me? I'd rather die now than die after being such a stupid villain as you'd hoped,”. “Why? Are you afraid I'm really dead and can't be used anymore?”

Alright. Now what do you want?

I was stunned for a moment to read the reply. Not usually the box wants to negotiate first.

“Get me out of here! Return me to my house.”

That's not possible. Tell you what, your identity will be changed.

“What does it mean to change that identity?”

Suddenly some of the data themselves plastered on the screen of the box.

Shania Suherman, the female protagonist, a very diligent apprentice in her office, is kind and gentle.

Tony Lesmana, famous actor fiancee Catherine Wijaya. Falling in love with Shania Suherman and will do anything for the female protagonist. But often can't do much to protect Shania because Catherine is the company's leader.

Catherine Wijaya, the arrogant CEO of entertainment agency WJ Entertainment.

I still don't understand. “What do those writings mean?”

Catherine, your identity has been renewed. Now you are no longer a destroyer of relationships between the female protagonist and the male protagonist.

It's hard to believe, but I'm smiling. I didn't expect it to be like this. To be honest I jumped not to make that damn box concerned and pitied me. But if he finally pityes well, too. I obviously couldn't keep jumping and enduring all the pain I was getting from fighting.

“What was my previous identity? Wasn't I a CEO from the beginning?”

The answer suddenly appeared.

Catherine Wijaya, love of death to Tony Lesmana. Will do anything to get the love of the male protagonist. Envy and severe jealousy seeing the kindly female protagonist make Tony Lesmana fall in love.

What need to say “good woman” it was written there?

“This is not replaced, but only my bad nature is removed.”

So you don't want to?

I hurriedly laughed. “Of course I want.”

Then get down from there.

Well, this box is now so chatty. But I will obey. With a lighter feeling I went through the wall and back on the roof of the building—tak hanging like a monkey again.

I fix my clothes and my hair. Which makes me sure that I did jump off the top of this building. With anxiety I looked back. My spit feels fiber when it's gulped. Imagining me actually jumping from up here is really creepy. I never thought I would dare to do that.

Now I get it. Those who intend to commit suicide must have been very depressed. Your mind is no longer working properly. But if someone comes and restores the little sanity he has, no one will want to do it.

Because it's so scary. My body is still shaking.

A screen rolled again in front of me. I haven't raised my head.

He said it wouldn't make me a destroyer of relationships between two birds in love, why now appear again?

I tricked?

My chest feels wrung. This novel system is playing me. They offered her such a promise just to make me comply.

Angrily I prepared to spray—“

Say, “Nona, you managed to catch my attention,” on Shania later.

Anying.

“What does this ambiguous dialogue mean?” my screams on that screen. Which if someone else saw, I would have thought it crazy to talk to myself in the middle of the night while it was dark like this. Unfortunately, the box did not give an answer.

“Hey, don't you want to answer?”

Still quiet. The screen did not change to give an answer.

“Hei!!”

Suddenly the door to the roof opened and Keegan went inside.

“Reacted Mom is here? I searched for it from earlier?” The man approached with a worried look.

I changed my attitude back to formal. I hope he doesn't see me screaming in the air last night.

“What's up, Kee? I'm a bit dizzy so a little looking for fresh air here.”

"Mother must be stressed artist Mother act, and the woman even make Mother rumored with other employees.” Although his words showed concern, but Keegan's face did not look like that. I'm sure he said so just a small talk to the boss.

“What's risk. This is indeed a risk that people like me have to face.”

“True Mom is okay? But because of that woman, I'm being bullied by office people.”

“It wasn't her fault. Indeed I accidentally spilled coffee on his shirt, and coupled with my attitude all this time, it is natural that people misunderstand.”

“Well if you talk like that" he said. “And Bianca tomorrow agrees to see Mom. He will solve this problem as well as possible.”

I sighed back. “Good, arrange a meeting with Bianca tomorrow.”

***

Ever since I was in the car, I've been quiet. Ever since last night that mission box kept haunting me. He's not missing. Shining all night in front of my bed. When I fell asleep I dreamed of being chased by the box until it fell onto a cliff, hit a rock and fainted with a bloody head.

“Mother is okay?” asked Keegan as we walked into the meeting room.

“If Mom feels unwell, the meeting can be undur.”

“No need. They've been waiting for us, haven't they?”

A few steps before the meeting room I saw Shania. The girl was carrying a lot of copy paper which seemed to be the meeting material this time around. A few moments later he came back out.

“Shania!” call me. There goes. Although disgusting, this is still better than scolding him.

“Iya, Mum.” The girl ran over to me. “What's up, Bu?” it is soft and curious.

I brought my face closer, then whispered in his ear, “Nona, you have managed to attract my attention.”

After I put my face back away, I could see the woman was stunned.

I would be like that too if I were him. I hope this novel system has no intention of turning the genre of the story into yuri.

To cover up the shame I raised my chin high and then walked into the meeting room confidently. I've heard them talk about me and Shania. They must have seen. This room is soundproof from the outside but the front is only covered with glass.

“Bu Catherine threatened Shania?”

“So much mercy dia—“

Here again.

I stared at them one by one. Instantly everything fell silent.

“Good. Meetings we start now.”

***

Sincerely,

Dark Peppermint