The sun had already set and darkness quietly veiled the heavens. Park Noah fluttered her groggy eyes open, her back still glued on the couch, and saw Muell pressed on the window.

He leaned onto the narrow window frame with his short, chubby legs, gazing intently through the glass, his red orbs as bright as the moonlight glow.

“Mu, what are you looking at?”

The black curly-haired child turned to Park Noah with curious eyes. Then, he pointed to the skies above, “Noah, what’s that?”

Park Noah approached Muell’s side, peeking through the window, and beheld constellations of stars that twinkled in the dim horizon. Oh, are you talking about stars?

“You mean that shiny thing?”

The child nodded, his eyes as radiant as ever; it seemed he had his own stars, too. Park Noah paused, recalling the memory of her Earth Science class, which she had learned in high school. Then, she explained slowly to Muell.

“That’s a star. A star is a very large hot ball, and there are about 100 billion stars in our galaxy… Oh, this isn’t our galaxy, anyway. But there are so many stars.”

She looked up at the night sky again in better spirit. It was cliche, but it was a wide blue yonder wherein stars seemed to pour out. Park Noah tried to reminisce the days she spent gazing at the heavens but to no avail. She sighed bitterly.

Come to think of it, I don’t think I’ve ever looked up at the sky since I fell into this world. No, actually even before I came here.

It was not that she had little to no time to lift her head in between her busy shifts. Perhaps it was a mere ignorance of heaven’s beauty.

She shifted her gaze towards the right and saw the train’s tail stretched out long into the darkness. Dozens of rooms were lit, making them look like comets. At that moment, Park Noah felt as though she was floating in the middle of the universe.

“It’s similar to what I saw in the egg. There is something like that in the human world,” Muell muttered with excitement.

“Really? Then your world must be among those stars. My world must be there, too.” 

Park Noah fell into deep introspection. Her ignorance had prevailed even after her reincarnation. She had experienced a rebirth and yet, she remained unable to enjoy the things she hadn’t appreciated in her past life. 

During her life as an office worker, Park Noah, there was never a day that she was not paralyzed by fatigue. She never went on a common trip, and only went back and forth between work and home. 

In fact, the only improvement she had in this world was that she had slept more than she had done in her previous life. Still, her goal of a long and peaceful life persists, but at this rate, she believes she will have a lot of regrets even if she dies as Eleonora Asil. At the end of her reflection, she realized she was not happy at all.

“Mu, do you want to go on a trip when you’re done imprinting with me? It’s a luxurious offer,” she twisted Muell gently.

“Travel? Noah hates it. Eating, moving, tired.”

“Huh? Uh, yes, it is.”

“Noah is happiest when she’s rolling around at home.”

However, the child knew his master to the core. Park Noah faltered but continued to persuade Muell and herself. 

“…Hey, so it’s a super luxury. I will hire Kyle Leonard as a butler, and Muell as a friend. Isn’t that great? Oh, I love it!” 

She was beginning to become immersed in her sweet fantasies when a knock banged against the door. 

Knock. Knock.

“….?”

Their eyes, which admired the twinkling dusk, turned to the door at the same instant. 

“Who…” Park Noah trailed off, reminded of Kyle Leonard’s words that warned her to be wary of everything. Then, she hastily wore her robes, concealing her vivid apricot hair, the child placing the funky glasses on the bridge of her nose. 

She tiptoed toward the door with Muell behind her, mimicking her steps. With a nervous voice, she asked. 

“Who are you?”