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The Reason I Was Reincarnated as a Witch in a Novel
ěě¤ ě ë§ë ëĄ íěí ě´ěAdventure Capable woman cat Comedy Fantasy Romance flirty ML magic Mystery pet Reincarnationâ witch
âWhy the heck is he here?â
Lindsayâs eyes twitched when she saw the man collapsed in front of a small two-story building.
He wasnât supposed to be lying here at her doorstepâhe shouldâve been in some back alley of the capital.
A black cat stretched its back legs, yawned, and meowed.
[He just suddenly passed out, nya.]
ââŚWhy here of all places?â
[How should I know, nya? Hurry up and give me food.]
Ugh, seriously. Itâs not even a real cat, but it keeps talking in âmeowâ speech!
âYouâre supposed to guard the house, right?â
[Technically, this is the front of the house, nya.]
Always has to have the last word.
Lindsay glared at the demon wearing a catâs skin, then walked over to the man lying on the ground.
[His magic went out of control, nya. You gonna heal him?]
âOf course. Canât just let him die.â
If her guess was right, the man in front of her was one of the main characters of the novel.
âTake this and get out of my house right now!â âIt was you, wasnât it?â âUgh, why wonât you let go?â âThe one who cured my corrupted mana. Or⌠should I call you âwitchâ?â Lindsay froze as she tried to push his face away from her legs. Taking that chance, the man grabbed her hand and pulled it down, locking eyes with her. His wide green pupils reflected her like a mirror, and in them shone his crescent-shaped lavender eyes. âNice to meet you, Witch.â âNo way⌠Witch? What are you even talking aboutâŚâ But Lionel ignored her mumbling. âIâm Lionel Belmonsche. Please, Witch, call me by my name.â âIâm not a witch, thoughâŚâ [The bratâs already figured out her identity, but sheâs too stupid to realize it herself, nya.]
âTake this and get out of my house right now!â âIt was you, wasnât it?â âUgh, why wonât you let go?â âThe one who cured my corrupted mana. Or⌠should I call you âwitchâ?â Lindsay froze as she tried to push his face away from her legs. Taking that chance, the man grabbed her hand and pulled it down, locking eyes with her. His wide green pupils reflected her like a mirror, and in them shone his crescent-shaped lavender eyes. âNice to meet you, Witch.â âNo way⌠Witch? What are you even talking aboutâŚâ But Lionel ignored her mumbling. âIâm Lionel Belmonsche. Please, Witch, call me by my name.â âIâm not a witch, thoughâŚâ [The bratâs already figured out her identity, but sheâs too stupid to realize it herself, nya.]
