The Villain Wants to Live Quietly

Chapter 6. Reunion (7)

Maybe the memory of last night was just a dream.

Ludwig, who greeted the morning at the inn, opened and closed his hands halfway up. Something without a shape rustled and was clutched tightly in my hand.

Perhaps fragments of the dream I had yesterday remain. If so, how wonderful it would be if magic could put it all together and make yesterday’s dream come true again.

‘… It’s hot.’

The cheeks she touched last night were still warm.

I thought it was a dream, but when I faced the reality, I remembered it so clearly that it was hard to wake up.

It must be quite difficult to face Emilia today. I was disgusted with the reaction of a girl in love, but what can I do? That the human mind is not going as intended.

Ludwig sighed, made the bed, and left the room.

Perhaps by a twist of fate, as soon as he came out, the door to the next room opened and Emilia appeared. The two met eyes and smiled and greeted each other.

“good morning. Emilia.”

“Ludwig too. Fortunately, the weather is quite mild today.”

Have you already been outside? Now that I look at it, the attire is not everyday attire, but outing attire. A laugh formed on his lips at the thought of being a girl who was in stark contrast to his lazy self.

“It looks like you already had breakfast.”

“Unfortunately, I couldn’t. Master doesn’t cough… … .”

“ah.”

I thought that the Sword Saint would wake up before anyone else and practice at least in the morning, but it seemed that he was still sleeping on the bed, scratching his stomach.

When she smiled awkwardly and averted her gaze, Ludwig decided not to dig further. I heard that he was a genius in the world, but I thought he was a very special person.

As we were chatting in front of the door like that, the door on the left side where Ludwig was staying seemed to open, and the Sword Master appeared scratching his head.

“In a place like this, if you gossip about others, you get caught. these guys.”

She opened her mouth wide and let out a yawn.

It didn’t matter because it wasn’t that he was talking badly about it, but hearing about himself in the room made his ears sting for some reason.

Fortunately, she showed up at the right time, so there was no need to delay eating. For Emilia, that fact was more than welcome.

“Ah, master… sir!?”

Her voice cracked as she tried to greet her teacher with a wide smile.

It must have appeared as it was in the clothes worn when sleeping, and the loose top Rebecca was wearing flowed down, creating a dizzying situation. In her daily life, she is nothing more than an eccentric female swordsman, but her body trained in martial arts and her youthful appearance were alluring.

“why?”

“… … .”

Two pairs of eyes staring blankly at themselves. The Sword Master asked indifferently, as if something was wrong.

“Oh, please change your clothes! What do other people see… … !”

“What good is it for a young man to see the body of an old man like this… is not it? Confucius.”

“… … .”

Clearly, Emilia only referred to them as others, but why did the nasty arrow come back to her?

It was Ludwig who tried to evade the leisurely swordsman’s gaze and his disciple’s sharp eyes, making the other side of things.

“Lu, Ludwig. I’m sorry, but I’m in the room with Master for a while… … .”

“… Yes. I’m fine, so please go slowly.”

Wasn’t this the most embarrassing situation since meeting Emilia?

The fortunate thing is that he succeeded in maintaining his composure without expressing himself as much as possible. I don’t know if she even has a mental eye, but no matter how good Emilia’s eyes are, it’s going to be difficult for her to notice the intoxication that flared up in that moment.

He nodded firmly, trying to rationalize not being so alone.

People are sometimes happy not to know the harsh truth.

* * * * * * *

Emilia changed her immature teacher’s clothes, returned to her room for a while with the excuse that she had something to take care of, and collapsed onto the bed. It was something she would never do in normal times, but it was okay now.

I couldn’t sleep well because of the memory of last night. The reason I went outside early in the morning was because I thought it would be better if I cooled down from the cold.

I don’t know if it’s because the heat that wrapped around my body is too hot, or if it’s because of the warm weather today, but unfortunately it didn’t seem to be of much use.

‘Huh, what should I do?’

I thought I had gotten better after the walk, but when I saw his face, it was hard to come to my senses because the memory of that time came back to me.

Even when he greeted me in the morning, he must have replied strangely with his face blushing. It was clear that he pretended not to know as he was a caring man. If you really didn’t know, you wouldn’t be as fortunate.

‘It’s kind of petty.’

But at the same time, it was also nasty. Unlike himself, who makes a fuss by kicking the futon and rolling his feet when memories of yesterday come to mind, he seems so calm and unconcerned.

Of course, I thought that yesterday’s work went too far even if I thought about it. Because it was practically a confession. In a way, it was like I tripped on my own rope, so I had to control my own confused mind.

Even so, the problem was that the other person who heard those lines was so insipid. I knew he didn’t look at me that way, but wouldn’t this be too much to do?

‘I don’t really want a confession… … .’

He was just telling his truth. Because she didn’t have the courage to confess her love yet.

However, the content is the content, so it’s okay to misunderstand it a little bit. I also hoped to see him greet me with a red face.

However, when I opened the lid, instead of blushing, I was glad to see him as he greeted me with a smile as usual, but I also hated him. Because I felt like I was making a fuss about myself.

“ha.”

A short sigh that came out softly. When he felt that he was really pitiful for thinking this way, his struggling body was drained of strength.

Why are you blaming that person? To think that he would react the same way to the subject who fell in love with him, who was different from other men. It was a veritable linguist.

If I had been my old self, I wouldn’t have felt these uncontrollable emotions. I was happy, but also scared. I thought that if one day I couldn’t handle this emotion myself, I might say something bad to that person.

‘Let’s go out first.’

I couldn’t keep the two benefactors waiting any longer.

When she jumped out of bed and left the room, the man who had been tormenting her a while ago was standing in front of the door. In the meantime, I couldn’t see the teacher’s figure, as if my wanderlust had flared up again.

“Master… … ?”

“He said he would take a seat first. There seems to be a good shop nearby.”

“ah.”

Unlike himself, who is a first-time visitor to this place, the master often said that he had stopped by Mule. He probably had found a suitable store for breakfast in advance.

“Careful. Emilia. It is dangerous because the slope is quite high.”

“Thank you.”

He strode down the stairs first, but suddenly he reached out his hand, so he did something, and the slope of the way down was quite steep.

There was no problem when I went down these stairs in the morning, but I wondered if God would forgive me even if God saw me holding hands with this as an excuse. Hesitantly, she reached out and carefully grasped the outstretched hand.

He hated himself for being fooled by his kindness, but the practical benefit given right in front of him was the priority.

“Ludwig’s hands are so warm.”

Unless he went out for a walk on a midwinter night like yesterday, his hands seemed to be always warm. Does a person’s personality even affect this? It was a very enviable constitution for her, who was naturally cold.

On the other hand, Ludwig responds with a bitter smile, probably because he himself is not very happy with it.

“It’s because I have a lot of heat. Thanks to that, it’s just hard work in the summer.”

“I envy you. My hands and feet are cold, so it’s hard in the winter.”

“Then it would be fine to mix them halfway together.”

It must have been a joke he threw without thinking. However, the aftermath that those words had on Emilia was significant.

“Emilia?”

She suddenly stopped in her steps and looked at herself with her eyes wide open. Was it because I was not feeling well? When Ludwig called her name softly, she suddenly came to her senses.

“Oh, no. I was in a daze for a while without even realizing it… … .”

“it’s okay? If you’re not feeling well, it’s better to rest a little longer at the accommodation… … .”

Looking closely, his face was quite red. He expressed concern, wondering if he might have caught a cold from staying outside too long last night, but Emilia hurriedly shook her head and walked away.

‘I’m crazy… … !’

If he wasn’t by his side, he would have wanted to punch himself in the head right away.

The expression half-mixed made me imagine the child to be born between him and myself without realizing it. It must have been written on the umma. Otherwise, there was no way he would have had such a vulgar thought.

It was more embarrassing than anything I’d ever been through. At least, the fact that the other person was not a partner with a promise of a future, but a man she only had a one-sided crush on, made her want to hide in a rat hole all the more.

“Eh, Emilia! Not that way!”

I caught her walking in front of me and pointed to the other side and started following her with her head down. It was Ludwig who thought he was strangely cute because he looked like a chick chasing after its mother hen.

How long did he walk while maintaining similar strides? After asking people for the location, I was able to get to the store Rebecca had given me.

‘The name sense is unique.’

I got the impression that the shop signboard, which reads ‘a place where honey and bees stay’, strangely doesn’t go well with Geomseong. Still, the food doesn’t taste bad as it’s a place recommended by her who has traveled all over the country. I wasn’t the type to eat it anyway, so it didn’t matter.

Upon entering the store, a strikingly silver-haired woman was seated in the corner. Rebecca, who found the two of them, calmly raised one hand. It really couldn’t have been more daring.

“Why are you so late?”

To think that he arrived at some point after he left the dorm. Even if the slugs crawled, I thought it would be faster than this.

“sorry. Lord Stenbaum. Oh, if you order… … ?”

“I already did. Rather, why is our disciple lowering his head so much?”

“Bye, it’s no big deal. Master.”

Emilia lowered her head as she approached the vacant seat and sat down quietly, creating a strange silence.

‘It looks like something happened.’

It is not that 40 years have been wasted. Just by looking at them, I could easily guess what had happened between the two. However, to point this out straight away, I was just watching to see if the atmosphere would become more blurry.

As the uncomfortably silent silence continued, it was the Sword Saint who broke his luck first. It is said that a thirsty person digs a well, and she was the most uncomfortable with this silence, so shouldn’t she be the first to step forward?

“You two, why are you so awkward?”

“Yes?”

“‘Yes?’ freezes to death. I don’t say a word after sitting down, so I won’t notice it.”

After scolding Ludwig for replying in a bewildered voice, she moved her pupils from side to side and observed the two of them alternately.

If something bad had happened, the atmosphere would have been bad. However, the air was warm rather than harsh. However, it was just annoying because there was a strange sense of heterogeneity that was different from usual.

At her point, the two of them let out a deep sigh inwardly without asking anyone first. The other person treats them normally, no different than usual, but the problem is that they are making a fuss on their own.

“”there… … .””

Two people who hurriedly give priority to the words that came out of each other’s mouths at the same time. Rebecca’s eyes cooled as she watched this scene. Is it an intention to commit even a simple salting in front of the world’s sword castle?

“I, that… it’s nothing. The words have come out in vain. I’m sorry, Emilia.”

“Oh, no. I also got the wrong words… … .”

What on earth do these kids want to talk about with a forty-something old virgin? If possible, I wanted to split that head and look inside.

‘Whoa.’

‘ha.’

Again, the two thoughts overlapped. Of course, without knowing each other, it would only be complicated in our heads.

‘Emilia is very calm. Am I the only one weird… … ?’

‘I’m making a fuss by myself… He wouldn’t have thought it strange… … ?’

This time, a sigh that I couldn’t hide came out of my mouth at the same time.

Not even thinking that it came out of the other person’s mouth, the two met eyes and leaned against the backrest with an awkward smile.

I felt bitter because I felt like I was alone. The meal was coming soon, but I didn’t really have an appetite.

He roughly picked up the glass and gulped down the bottled water.

‘I wonder why they look confused.’

The Sword Saint caught in the middle had a strong desire to expel the two right away, but endured it with desperate patience. Still, looking at it, it was fun because it looked very cute.

The cold water went down my throat and cooled my insides, but the taste was strangely bitter in contrast to the sweet air. Did someone sprinkle salt and run away? I made up my mind that if I was caught, I would cut it in half.