I found myself transmigrating as a Time-Limited Guide in a Tragic novel, who suddenly died.
At a time when the protagonist’s life was already challenging in its second act, I’m just a minor character who only adds to the anxiety.
Because of excessive use of my abilities, I’m living a life with an expiration date, just like in my previous life.
But so what?
This is the bonus stage of a life that was always so unlucky.
Now that things have come to this, I might as well turn this bleak story into a romantic comedy and play Cupid for my favorite characters.
So I devoted the remaining six months of my life to this.
I finished quitting my job and tidying up my affairs and quietly left the side of those I loved.
“Mr. Yang Heewoon, this is a miracle!”
“……What?”
“All your organs are functioning normally. You’ve made a complete recovery.”
The illness that was supposed to take my life was cured.
…Completely cured.