Chapter 156 – 70-7 Day 4 of the Festival.
“Originally, I would like a restaurant, but I don’t really like being in the spotlight.”
“Ah, yes… Well, I’m a bit clumsy at restaurants too…”
“Looks like I’m not the only one like that, whoops.”
When she said that Mirai was clumsy, Cordelia smiled softly in sympathy.
“Are there any dishes you don’t like?”
“Oh, no. There is no such thing as picky eating…”
Dishes on a luxurious hospitality table.
First up, the tomato soup with a refreshing flavor.
And steam rose from the freshly baked baguette, and the scent of the sweet T-bone steak that stimulated the nose was enough to whet the appetite.
Cordelia is worried that she might have certain dishes that Mirai doesn’t like, but she is relieved to hear that she doesn’t have a picky diet.
“Good thing. Enjoy your meal, Mirai.”
“Okay, let’s eat well…”
She said that she would eat well, and Mirai, who picked up her spoon, was so happy that this moment made her worried that it might be broken.
With Cordelia’s attitude and atmosphere, she spoke kindly and treated her, Mirai, she was very worried that something bad would happen to her because of herself.
“A-Are you okay…?”
“Why?”
“I, I, I, that… I’m an unfortunate kid… If Ms. Cordelia dine with me, I’m sure… Boo, unfortunate…!”
“Is it because of mana?”
“…Yes. I… Have a naturally unfortunate mana… So the people around me…”
“…Wait for a sec.”
“B, yes… ㅇ, why are you like that…?”
In response to Mirai’s concern and her young sincerity, Cordelia gets up from her chair, approaches her antique desk, opens her drawer, takes out something from her, and sits down next to Mirai.
“She has long hair.”
“S-sorry… Now, I’m going to cut…!”
“Not that. If it’s this long, it might be uncomfortable to eat, so the teacher will tie you up.”
Cordelia’s gentle hands caress Mirai’s hair at her sudden tying of her hair.
“Wouldn’t that be uncomfortable?”
“Ah yes…”
Cordelia, who gathers Mirai’s bluish-black hair and ties it into her ponytail, smiles quietly.
“What a sweet kid. To be concerned about others lest she be caught up in her own misfortune.”
“Oh, no… I’m such… A good kid…”
“It’s her hair tie that the teacher wore as a child, but she can just throw it away if she doesn’t like it.”
“Go, thank you…! Oh, I won’t throw it away, I’ll use it…!”
“I wondered what if I didn’t like it, but I’m glad I did.”
In fact, that hair tie is a hair tie enchanted with purification magic to prevent misfortune from approaching.
The material of the hair tie is a hair tie made by twisting the tail of a dragon that has been passed down from the East, and the magic granted is none other than the pure mana of the white silver saint called the Second Coming of the Saint.
Judging by her price, it is an item worth so much that she could probably buy a fancy castle in the outskirts, but Cordelia gave it as a gift to Mirai, who considered herself unlucky and worried about harming others.
At first glance, it may look like an ordinary hair tie.
“You don’t have to tie her hair up so make sure to wear it around your body.”
“Yes…! Go, thank you, Cordelia-sensei…!”
Mirai smiles lively at her first gift from her birth.
And Cordelia stroked Mirai’s head, smiling brightly, and she wondered if she had a daughter, this would be how she felt.
‘If I get married… Would I like my daughter? Then what should I name her daughter…’
Cordelia thinks of the distant future.
“Sir, sir?”
Cordelia notices that Mirai hugged her unconsciously at Mirai’s cry.
“Uh? Ah. I’m sorry. Stop thinking about something else…”
Cordelia, hurriedly letting go of Mirai, whose cheek was pushed in her cute chest, sighed and forced herself to change her mood.
“That… Let’s go eat. Before it cools down…”
“Ah yes…!”
At this time. Looking at the whole situation inside her Mirai, Le Canet saw Cordelia exchanging her chopped steak for Mirai’s plate, watching his tingling hands.
‘Hmm… He gave me a rather unpleasant item.”
The hair tie that tied Mirai’s hair.
At the same time, Le Cane’s hand tingled.
‘Is it an item that has the effect of preventing the coming misfortune? Well, it’s insignificant to me.’
Le Cane shakes off the power of the hair tie that tries to exclude herself when she puts strength into her numb hands.
‘Did you say Cordelia? If this child is her teacher, she will not put Mirai in danger.’
Le Canet recalls the memories of handing out flyers today, before Cordelia appeared.
What would have happened if the silver-haired girl wearing sunglasses had come into contact with Mirai?
‘If the red child hadn’t appeared at the right time…’
‘…Should I teach Mirai her proper magic? It’s a question of whether Mirai, who has a soft heart, will learn from her… But no. I have to teach them properly.’
Mirai, who became unhappy because of herself, was unhappy again because of herself… No, she refused to fall into the abyss of despair.
‘If I go out a little stricter, even Mirai will learn…?’
Do you know the inside of Le Cane?
Mirai, enjoying the food Cordelia prepared, was eating tomato soup, baguette, and T-bone steak with a happy expression on her cheeks.
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“Your eyes are swollen.”
“…Noisy… Keuheuuuuu…!”
I think it’s a pretty precious scene.
Puffy eyes.
And the realistic look of Vivian blowing her nose.
‘Isn’t this enough for secret CG?’
“What are you staring at…”
I stare at her with her swollen eyes… She barely holds back the laughter that bursts out.
“…Nothing.”
“Transformation…”
“Suddenly?”
“Staring at a crying woman… Not like a gentleman…”
It was good to see Vivian now cutely complaining after crying a lot, but somehow I was embarrassed.
“Then how do you think you should comfort a crying woman to be a gentleman?”
“…You have to think for yourself…”
“Are you just saying that? Can you see me crying?!”
“…I told you not to tease me…”
For a moment, her breath stopped.
“It’s so… Uh… After…”
Her fists were so sharp that I almost spilled everything I ate today.
“Violence is… Not good, Vivian Araxis. That’s not ladylike behavior… Ah.”
“You… Stare at a weeping lady and try to laugh. Is that the gentlemanness you speak of?”
“…When did you laugh…”
“When I asked what I was staring at. At that time, you put on a face that couldn’t help but laugh…!”
“…Caught?”
Hearing Allen’s words that he was caught, Vivian quietly raised her hand, and Allen was startled.
“Ah Okay. Don’t hit One more hit and I’ll throw up.”
Allen puts her hands down in a defensive stance.
Vivian burst into laughter at Allen’s appearance.
“…Thank you.”
“What?”
“Just. This and that… Thank you for everything.”
“That’s interesting. To think that Vivian Araxis, who is known for being cold, thanked me.”
“Anyway, thank you for anything, Allen Mestia.”
“Well, if you appreciate it that much, buy me a shirt next time.”
“Okay.”
“Are you answering honestly? I know that? That you cry and then laugh and grow horns on your head?”
“That’s a childhood superstition…”
“Shall we test whether it is superstitious or not?”
Allen quietly raises her hand and runs her hand through Vivian’s blue-white hair.
“Umm… Let’s see… Where are the horns…”
“No, don’t make fun of me…”
“I am not kidding. It’s pretty serious.”
A childish joke that even a child wouldn’t make.
But Vivian was not at all offended by these childish jokes and actions.
On the contrary, I felt a tingling feeling welling up in my body and my body gradually getting hotter.
“Um… I’m fine. It seems that it is superstitious to cry and then laugh and grow horns on your head. This will disrupt the biological world…”
“Whoops. Childishly.”
“Are you laughing again? Shall we check again? If you cry and then laugh, then you will have horns on your head…”
“That, you can stop… What if someone else sees…”
This heart beats wildly
It’s a big deal.
Vivian’s embarrassing voice, expression, and behavior… That, what is it… Quite… No, lovely.
“Uh, yes… If someone else sees… Uh. Yes…”
Unknowingly, the outstretched hand was embarrassing, and now it stutters to the end.
Vivian also lowered her head, probably noticing the sudden hot air flow, and her white ears, visible through her bluish-white hair, gradually turned red.
“Uh… That. What. Thank you for telling me about scars that are hard to tell anyone else, Vivian.”
Allen’s awkward answer breaks through the awkward air current.
“Of course, telling me doesn’t mean your scars will completely go away. But when you’re having a hard time, I… I’ll… Be by your side. Come to me sometimes when you’re having a hard time. Then, like today, we will eat together and have snacks. Sometimes I play games and have fun…”
“Yeah… I will. I will do that often… I don’t have any complaints even if I keep bothering to invite you…?”
“Uh, hmm… Yes. No complaints… Yes… No complaints…”
Am embarrassed.
This world is definitely a slutty world…
Strangely, something sweet and dreamy tickles her heart so much that her face heats up.
While cringing, I secretly dreamed of somewhere…
How to say… By analogy…
It’s like the feeling of being happy watching moon warriors or wedding peaches in childhood…
I have no idea what I’m thinking right now…
“Hey… Allen Mestia.”
“Uh, why?”
“Everything… Next week… If you have time, would you like to go shopping for clothes together…?”
“Next week?”
“Huh. My, yea, I’m trying to buy summer clothes… All right, Christine unnie said she’s busy next week… So while I’m shopping for summer clothes… I don’t know the shirt taste… I don’t know the size either… So together.”
Vivian invites us to go shopping for clothes together next week.
“OK. Let’s go shopping for clothes together next week.”
“Thank you… Allen Mestia…”
Vivian told a little lie.
Lying about going shopping for clothes next week, saying that Christine is busy.
In fact, a promise that was not held in the first place.
Even so, Vivian was readily surprised by her actions.
Perhaps it was because she showed her festering wounds to Allen Mestia, who was sitting on her bench.
It felt like she was naked, but somehow she felt at ease.
Just talking about her incurable wounds to others made her feel lighter.
Vivian realizes how foolish he has been all this time.
I saw Allen healing her own wounds bit by bit.
“…You promised? Going shopping for clothes together next week…?”
“I mean Promises are unconditionally kept. So don’t worry.”
“…Really? If you break it, be prepared then.”
Seeing Vivian clenching her fists, Allen laughs and says:
“It’s scary. If I break my promise, are you going to hit me with that fist?”
“…Huh. I will hit you.”
She said it as a joke, but Allen was taken quite seriously.
“You have to keep it. You already know the taste of your fist!?”
“Don’t play around…”
“Uh, uh. I’ll protect it… First of all, can’t we withdraw that… Fist…? I haven’t been feeling well since before…”
“Watch out… Be sure…”
At Vivian’s attitude, showing her clenched fists and telling her to keep her promise, Allen wrapped her arms around her side and nodded fiercely at her.
‘He’s so damn strong…’
