Your Meaning

Chapter 3 - The Pain That Can't Kill Us

TL: motherhen

PR: Myo

In fact, the old tree, which Dayeon leaned against, was a very old tree planted by Mikhail’s grandfather, the 23rd Emperor.

He was an emperor with a practical way of thinking, the dead man was just a dead man, and the tree was a tree, but he never knew he would see a person use the tree comfortably with its back.

“Unbelievable.”

What the hell are you doing on the ground?

The Emperor looked at Dayeon begrudgingly. 

What’s this, you’re half asleep.

With a rather blank face, Dayeon looked at the landscape before her.

Are you dreaming?

When she opened her eyes, a group of people suddenly emerged before her.

And in the middle of it was the face of the Emperor, whom she hadn’t seen in three months.

“It’s a bit frivolous to just sit on the dirt.”

However, the Emperor also flopped down on the bare floor, with his words and actions not corresponding at all.

He seemed to have no clue on what the problem was.

As a result, the number of frivolous people in the palace increased from one to two.

The knight guard who was accompanying him tried to find a seat to take off the cloak, but the Emperor only waved his hand as though it was annoying.

The Frivolous 1 slightly stared at Frivolous 2, and Frivolous 2 asked Frivolous 1.

“Why, do you have anything to say?”

Can she say it?

Dayeon worried for a second.

“You’re….. uhm…… blocking the sunlight.”

The servants who followed the Emperor lowered their frightened faces.

What’s wrong with her? They said she was sick but it turns out she was just crazy.

However, the Emperor, who was surprisingly crude, didn’t care and answered by snorting.

“Why don’t you sit aside?”

Uh, rather than that, you should just go to the way you’re going……

But she has not yet given up her life to that extent, so Dayeon moved her body slowly with a deep sigh.

It was a long sigh that drew the annoyance deep down the stomach into full power.

“Leave it alone, it’ll take a long time.”

The Emperor was very irritated and sat down.

He seemed insane, the innocent servants felt sorry.

In the distance, Marie was dashing too.

She was running around carrying a blanket bigger than her own, and when she saw Dayeon, she was about to shout something, and she squinted for a moment when she saw a group of people next to her. 

And at that instant, she froze. 

The rug from which she dropped, spread beautifully on the floor far away from the Emperor and Dayeon.

“Does the meal here not suit your taste?”

Asked the Emperor with a slight frown.

“I heard you don’t eat very well.”

“……Of course not, I just skipped a few times when I didn’t have much appetite.”

Dayeon was a bit embarrassed and hesitant because she didn’t think the Emperor would know such details.

The mental state of depressed patients should be treated very carefully and with great importance. They are more delicate than they thought, and they cannot predict when and where the wound will explode. 

Of course, the Emperor of Altius was a man who was much more talented in smashing and oxidizing someone’s mentality into the dust of the universe, rather than being careful and pretty, as if dealing with fragile glass.

He was speaking more moderately than usual, but nevertheless, he pointed out the kind of things he would not have done for someone suffering from depression.

“What have you done here? You’ve been lying on the bed.”

It wasn’t exactly wrong.

It’s no wonder she got choked up since those were enough words to touch a delicate patient’s mind.

Thus, deep-rooted resentment has again accumulated in the mind.

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After the flower viewing, Marie could not tell why Dayeon was particularly down.

At the time, she didn’t look bad or look good, but strangely, she has since tried to stay out of bed more than ever before.

The people of the New World have such quiet and delicate spirit.

It was Marie’s honest appreciation.

And at the same time, they also have such a dirty sense of hygiene.

Even a strange smell was now vibrating in the room.

This is because Dayeon didn’t like opening the window and ventilating it, saying she wanted  it to stay quiet.

She wanted to be alone as much as possible. She refused to be next to anyone except when someone paid a visit.

With the blanket wrapped around her body, she was like an untouchable plant rooted in the bed.

They figured she’d be bored because she wasn’t doing anything, she did read the illustration book that they lent from time to time. Still not getting out of bed, lying on one side and putting the book in that direction.

When a person doesn’t move at all, and see it release its spirit, ‘Ah, I don’t like this, I need a phone……..’ they mutter useless things.

Most of the time she didn’t eat properly, but sometimes she found food first.

She even often ate the dropped crumbs on the bed, and while eating bread and meat, she muttered ‘Kimchi…….’ in a dazed and gloomy expression.

For the first time in 32 years, when the Goddess Hernia brought down the revelation, Marie was delighted to be assigned as a maid of the Imperial Palace. To serve Dayeon up close. 

Marie was also a steady and faithful believer of the Goddess who gave donations regularly.

It was a thrill to meet the noble and holy one who came down from the New World.

However, there was nothing new to experience with the expected nobility and sanctity. 

After encountering the unconventional lifestyle of the new world, where most of her diet is on the bed, Marie is deeply confused about her identity.

She was a maid. She came into the palace to serve a master, but it seemed like she didn’t need her help at all.

As if she wouldn’t even use up unnecessary energy, she seemed to be moving at a snail’s pace, only within a range of 30 centimeters a day.

And most of all……

‘In the New World, only lazy people live without washing up like that.’ 

Marie’s eyes were dark and moist as she looked at the thickly tteok-baked1 back of Da-yeon.

Her faith was rapidly fading.

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Mikhail Dnar Altius, the 25th Emperor of Altius, was not originally the type of man who spoke beautifully and kindly.

Moreover, he was an emperor.

It was a position where he didn’t have to talk to others.

His specialty was to beat the ministers with words.

As the status and character combine, sometimes gangsters weren’t also like this, the middle-aged chamberlain thought profanely. 

A competent and handsome but sometimes a very tiresome boss.

It was an honest assessment of the Emperor, who has been supporting him for nine years since he took the throne at the age of 23.

Therefore, he thought the Emperor would make a harsh remark again when he heard the report about Dayeon.

If not, he figured it would be dismissed as unimportant like the other day.

“Is the Duke’s request for an interview after the cabinet meeting?”

“….Yes, that’s right.”

The chamberlain missed the chance to answer the Emperor’s question right away.

The Emperor’s behavior was totally unexpected.

“I’d better stop by before then. Let’s go.”

Not only the chamberlain didn’t expect it, but even all the expressions of the knight guards and the servants who were following him seemed to have disappeared.

And half an hour later, the Emperor had a very shocking experience in his life.

The Emperor stopped by Dayeon’s palace to visit the apparent sick person because they said she wasn’t feeling well.

He had very little thought of threatening not to make a scandal until his visit to the temple and the public opinion grew calmer.

But when he reached Dayeon’s place, the Emperor completely forgot his original intentions.

There were very few people inside the palace.

When he opened the door of the bedroom, which was closed tightly, the room that was revealed completely lost his sense of time. 

No matter how well the curtains were drawn, it was dark in the room because not a ray of light leaked in.

The Emperor doubted his eyes.

When the door was opened and a large number of strangers appeared, a large caterpillar, which was rooted on the bed, still wriggled up in the dark with a blanket.

But the sight was so terrifying that one of the servants was hooting! He breathed in.

As the view slowly revealed itself in the darkness, the scene inside the room was even more disastrous. 

There was no telling when the maid last cleaned.

This moist dust and humid air could never be seen as a room for anybody to live in.

Altius citizens were generally belligerent and outgoing.

They had great significance in training the body, and were owners of a common sense culture that started the day early and made diligence a virtue. 

Furthermore, the people of the Imperial Palace had a sense of beauty and a thorough sense of cleanliness that had been around for a long time.

The room itself was amazing to them but……

The bigger problem was the smell.

The young emperor was greatly shocked that in the woman’s room, even in the Imperial Palace, could smell homelessness.

No matter how shocked he was, the Emperor’s first remark made to Dayeon, who turned into a caterpillar in the blanket, was:

“Are you crazy?”

1.tteok is rice cake in Korea

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