"Can I really do this?

Could you perhaps reconsider?"

Those words rose to the tip of the puppet’s tongue.

But in the end, they remained unspoken.

Surely, there must be a reason why the Master entrusted such a task to them.

And so, the puppet resolved to play the role its Master desired.

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Ever since coming to the Tower, Demia felt like she was merely surviving, not truly living.

The never-ending complexities of administration, no matter how much she learned.

The relentless workload that refused to diminish, no matter how hard she worked.

The complete lack of freedom or autonomy throughout the process.

Sometimes, she found herself resenting the Master who had entrusted her with all this.

But whenever such thoughts arose, Demia forced herself to recalibrate.

“The Master wouldn’t have given me this role without reason.”

“If there’s a problem, it must be because I’m not trying hard enough.”

She endured, holding onto a single hope: that someday, all this would end.

That one day, as the Master intended, the Tower would stabilize, and she could finally enjoy a well-deserved rest.

And now, it seemed that dream was within reach, close enough to grasp.@@novelbin@@

Of course, she knew.

She wasn’t perfect—she wasn’t even enough.

But what could she do?

This was her limit.

She couldn’t try harder, and she couldn’t do better.

Whenever she managed to get some sleep, she felt inexplicable guilt.

When fatigue left her staring blankly into space, the walls around her seemed to close in.

There were even times when tears welled up without warning.

Still, through her clumsy perseverance, she had built something.

And now, she found herself somewhat satisfied with the results.

“Lisir…”

1. Spend an entire day in bed.

2. Read one of those romance novels.

3. Visit a café.

4. Try a rainbow cake. ★★★

5. Go ghost-hunting with the Master (no need to fear—Master’s stronger than any ghost!).

6. Learn how to use makeup.

7. Fall in love??? (Still unsure about this one).

37. Forget everything and just make it all stop.

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1. Puppet modeled after her own teenage self.

2. Puppet made by accident when the Master messed up.

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