108 – Storm – 2
“I heard that he is not as strange as I thought.”
“That, that’s right… ? It definitely had a dignified feel in the original.”
As you might have guessed, it is the story of the princess. Aren’t you such a strange person? Opinions will differ depending on how you set the standard for being weird, but at least when it comes to embarrassing people, there’s nothing strange about giving him a perfect score. Aside from his charisma and appearance, he approached me without hesitation, greeted me pretending to meet me by chance, and talked to someone I met for the first time, as if I knew him from the beginning.
At my question, Seol-ah smiled awkwardly and evaded it. Elegance? Dignity freezes to death. Although the direction is a little different, she is a young lady who is as far away from those archaic concepts as Cordelia. If Cordelia was a tomboyish tomboy of the classical concept of innocent and innocent, then the princess should be said to be a bit cheeky, but in any case, she wasn’t very polite. It’s like looking at someone you just met. Maybe it was because he was sure that we would eventually hold his outstretched hand. However, in the end, certainty is certainty, and when you see that you can act so positively, you are a yellow girl from the beginning.
“Then, are you waiting for our ‘dignified’ princess to do something?”
“What are you saying? Because I didn’t know either.”
Seol-ah rolled her eyes as if she was stabbed for nothing when I put an accent on the ‘dignified’ part. Actually, she said this, but on the inside, she was looking forward to it. Up until now, Wilhelm had only unilaterally tolerated the bullying of us, but now we can attack first.
Of course, I don’t know what I can do. It’s not like I’m using people behind the scenes like Wilhelm, and even if I did, I couldn’t let them infiltrate the imperial palace. Well, the princess also had an idea and suggested that we hold hands, so there must be something we can do. As long as we can f*ck him first, I can be satisfied.
There was silence for a while, and Seol-ah took her luck.
“Is this the end of today?”
“I have nothing more to say.”
She noticed that her mouth was itchy, but she couldn’t help but feel sorry for her because it was not good to be seen by others and she could have normal conversations.
If you think about it, it seems like it’s been quite a while since I had a strategy meeting with Seol-ah. Regardless of whether it’s fair to call this a strategy meeting in that it’s time to talk about things that only the two of us can do, it’s the first time we’ve met just the two of us since I revealed the secret of my birth to her during her last vacation.
At that time, I thought that my daily life would not change that much, despite the big reversal of a genre change, if I borrowed the analogy I gave before and put it like a novel. Isn’t this something that can’t be told to anyone except Seol-ah? There is a difference in their importance, but this is no different than revealing that a certain character was in fact gay. It may be a little shocking, but in the end it has no effect on the novel.
If you ask me if my daily life has actually changed, it hasn’t changed at all. It can be affirmed even if you ask at this point in time that some time has passed. Therefore, I confided the secret of my birth to Seol-ah with a very light heart. And Seol-ah couldn’t take this lightly like I did.
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Seol-ah rolled her eyes for a while, then struggled to open her mouth.
“… Are you sure?”
“99% Certain. Here.”
I handed Seol-Ah her scruffy notebook. She began to read her contents with a dubious look. Seol-ah, who had been looking at her for a while, staggered as if she was a little shocked, and she returned her notebook to me. Her hand shaking a little as she handed the notebook back to me.
“… It looks real.”
“So, how do you feel?”
“What is appreciation….”
At my words, she let out a dry laugh as if she was a bit troubled.
“I feel as though I want to grab my collar to tell me not to do that to me at the beginning of the semester when I was doing novels or the world I know.”
“And?”
“And then what? I wonder if I might be the same as you. My head is a bit complicated.”
Honestly, I didn’t expect Seola to be so surprised. It was a shock in a pretty positive way for me, but she seemed to be the opposite. I tried to keep my expression as nonchalant as possible, but Seol-ah didn’t seem to like that either. When she saw the look on my face, she blurted out:
“Are you okay?”
“You said that. He said there is no point in thinking about a problem for which there is no answer.”
“You speak well. So you were so dead until yesterday?”
I don’t really have anything to say when I say that. I smiled and passed it over. Then, in order to ease the slightly stiff atmosphere, another story was brought up. Filling up a little bit of self-interest.
“By the way, do you have anything to say to me?”
“Huh?”
“That age. After all, I am more, right?”
“You, no way….”
She seemed to have caught on to what I was about to say, and her face was half shocked and half puzzled.
“Do you want to talk about that in the current mood?”
“No, why? That’s not wrong. There are more of me at the age of the earth, and am I not more at the age of here?”
“That… but.”
“Do you call me oppa now?”
“Why are you so obsessed with your brother? Are you a pervert?”
“Sour.”
Actually, it’s more than a romance, it’s more that I want to do it because Seol-ah doesn’t want to treat me like that. But she wouldn’t tell me this, because she would never hear her brother say something she didn’t want to do. Perverts can also be tolerated.
Seol-Ah, perhaps because she had something to say, closed her mouth tightly and let out a grunt.
“Ugh…”
“Call me.”
“Oh… , oh,”
“Can’t hear you well?”
She spoke very softly, with only her lips twitching. I deliberately put my ears together in an exaggerated gesture.
“… Mister.”
“What?”
“Uncle.”
“Why am I a mister?!”
“Right. If you add your age on Earth and your age here, you’re over 40 years old. You’re an uncle!”
Is this a trick he came up with after much thought? After Seol-ah struggled to spit out her clever idea of being an uncle, she argued with me very vigorously. She’s 40 years old. Her breath choked at the number that seemed absurdly large. She’s definitely not wrong in terms of numbers, but…. She is in her 20s, not to mention her body, but her mental age is still fresh, but hearing that she is in her 40s is a bit, no, very unfair.
“That doesn’t make sense. You look around and say you’re a 100 million-year-old grandfather? Whether it’s your physical age or your mental age, you’re not in your 40s, so why are you a mister?”
“Ebebebe, I don’t know, I can’t hear you.”
“Wow, really childish.”
“Should I just do it as usual or call you Mister, choose one of the two.”
Seol-ah covered her ears with both her hands and delivered her ultimatum. It’s because I’m dirty and mean.
“Why do you hate being called oppa so much?”
“Then why do you want to listen to your brother so much?”
“Because you hate it so much, I want to hear it somehow.”
“Then me too. You wanted to hear it so much that I never wanted to do it.”
Really childish. I just decided to give up listening to my brother. It’s not a good idea to push ahead with the motive of wanting to see the side you don’t like. In the first place, I just wanted to tease you, so I didn’t really want it that badly.
“… Just call me normally.”
“I knew it.”
She lowered her hand that was covering her ears as if she had never done that, and she grinned. Nasty.
Still, I’m glad that I told her such a stupid story that she felt somewhat better.
“Did your surprise subside?”
“If anyone sees it, they’ll think it’s to lighten my mood.”
“Right?”
“To be hit…. It did loosen up a bit.”
You doubt my pure intentions. Of course, there was a little bit of selfishness mixed in, but it was really meant to lighten the mood. I’m sorry or not, Seol-ah muttered as she drooped her arms and legs.
“Ah… , I do not know. Should I just graduate and live like this? After all, you, Hestia, and Cordelia are friends, so you won’t die of starvation.”
“Hey, you, can’t you….”
At my words, Seol-ah jumped up in fright.
“Oh, why! Isn’t it like that? I just happened to get attached to it, it wasn’t like I approached it for that purpose in the first place. If you want to earn money or power, you can do it with your own power! What the hell are you looking at me for?!”
“I didn’t say anything.”
I didn’t really say anything. In the first place, since she is a woman who knows roughly everything about the original work, if she wanted money or power, she would have been able to sweep it up as much as she wanted.
“Truly. Anyway, as the days go by, I don’t know what’s going on. What is our goal in the first place?”
Seol-Ah, at this point, she was trying to set a clear vision for our relationship, which is fizzling out in many ways, so she strained her eyes.
“Do you have a goal…. It’s just that we get together, share our secrets that we can’t tell anyone else, and exchange information if there’s something we need to exchange.”
“That’s the problem! Organizations that just go with the flow without a clear goal are bound to be weeded out.”
“At most it’s just the two of us, can we call it an organization?”
“The important thing now is not that, so pass. Anyway, we’re sure of something, too, uh, Vision? Target? Let’s settle this.”
Seol-ah put her hand on her waist after her long talk. Although at the end she became something akin to an abstract admonition of a boss at work.
I clapped her fingers lightly at her speech. Certainly, I don’t know the story of organization or elimination, but it’s not wrong to say that it’s better to have a goal than to live according to the flow. To put it in reverse, the goal that Seol-ah is talking about means exactly that much to me. It’s just that it’s better to have than not to have.
“Isn’t sending Wilhelm the goal?”
I made the gesture of slicing my neck lightly with my finger. If this is a goal, then it is a goal. It is also a goal that must be achieved for a peaceful life in the future.
“Taking Wilhelm is also a target, but that’s not it. More long-term goals.”
“What do you mean?”
I had a hunch that Seol-ah wanted to say something different to me. What the hell are you talking about, turning around like this?
She twisted her bright blonde hair around with her index finger for a while, as if we were talking, then finally opened her mouth.
“That… , Hey. Are you still thinking about going home?”
“Home?”
“The side we used to live in.”
I scratched my nose. I could understand why she seemed so disappointed that I was reincarnated rather than possessed.
I had no intention of going back. Aside from being able to return to the original world, if you think that you have started a new life here, it is not strange to say that your will to return converges to zero. No, honestly, I just didn’t know that I didn’t intend to go back. Anyway, it’s not very good news for Seol-ah, who wants to go back to the original world with me.
She lowered her head, as if she understood roughly just by looking at my hesitation, unable to answer right away.
“That….”
“No, no. Are you okay. Did you say that before? You may not want to go back. Huh. I know. Am i okay?”
She seemed to be sorry for making the atmosphere subtle by bringing up a story she had said before, and before I could say anything, she waved her hand and said it was okay. The only problem is that she doesn’t look okay at all. There was an awkward air. In the end, Seol-ah and I had no choice but to run parallel.
“Don’t worry about it. Considering that I’ve been here a lot longer than I thought, I’m not even sure if I’m from the same town in the first place, right? It’s like, uh, a parallel world? It’s like that. Um. Uh, I’m really fine.”
“Sorry about that…,”
“Stop it. Don’t say more. It’s just, uh. It’s my fault for asking. Yeah, I’ve said it before, right?”
As if she was trying to prove that Seol-ah was okay with herself, she tried her best to smile at me. Bright, but pathetic.