72 – Summer Vacation – 5
“Haaa.”
I yawned with a tear in my mouth.
“Mikhail, did you lose sleep? You look very tired these days….”
“Huh? Uh, uh little. Because the dream seat is wild.”
Dreams are wild. I didn’t even have time to close my eyes because I stayed up all night, but where is the time to dream? I yawned again with a tear in my mouth.
“I sleep for a while when I am tired. I’ll wake you up when I go to the auditorium in a little while.”
“It’s okay. Not to that extent.”
I almost fell for Hestia’s sweet offer, but I refused because I thought I wouldn’t wake up again if I fell asleep.
She said in a worried voice.
“Still, they said they would send it right after the vacation ceremony. I’m getting some snow in the carriage.”
“Honestly, I don’t think I can survive even during the vacation ceremony.”
I said, tinkering with the cause of my sleep deprivation in my pocket.
The reason I stayed up all night was, of course, a letter to Hestia. In the end, completing it overnight failed, and it took three days to write it all. Even though I stayed up all night because it was not enough to devote the rest of the day to it.
Write and erase, write and erase. I truly felt that this is the pain of creation. For these three days, I can’t tell you how sorry I was for Hestia. I didn’t show it, but I must have been waiting all day for my reply.
“Is it really okay? Her eyes are red, and she looks a bit emaciated….”
“Actually, I did stay up all night.”
At my words, Hestia widened her eyes.
“At night? Staying up all night is very bad for the body. They say people need enough sleep to stay healthy.”
Hestia sounded like a sleep clinic teacher. Who in the world doesn’t know that staying up all night is good for the body?
“It’s not new because you want to eat it, right?”
At my answer, she put her question mark above her head and then she smiled mischievously.
“Mikhail, I haven’t seen it like that, so I’m a bit surprised.”
“Huh? What.”
“No matter how much you look forward to the vacation ceremony, did you stay up all night?”
“What? hahahahaha!”
I was blown away. She looked like she couldn’t understand why I was laughing.
“What is it? Why are you laughing?”
“You didn’t stay up all night looking forward to the vacation, did you?”
I’d be lying if I asked if I wasn’t looking forward to the vacation ceremony from the standpoint of wearing a school uniform, but it wasn’t to the extent that I stayed up all night. I’m not some kind of Cordelia. It wasn’t that pure of a soul.
“Then what is it?”
“Here.”
I took her letter out of her pocket and put it in her hand.
“Sorry. The reply is a bit late. After seeing the letter Hestia gave me, I want to rewrite it a bit.”
As if Hestia hadn’t even thought of it, she froze.
“Ji, is it okay if I open it now?”
“It doesn’t matter. Because the content is a bit long. Do you have the confidence to stop watching and be patient?”
She shook her head without saying anything and put her letter into her own bosom.
“Thanks. I’ll read it later when I’m alone.”
Her white face flushed red. It’s a look that can’t hold back the laughter that leaks out.
“Wow, I feel refreshed after giving it. I was very concerned. Then can I close my eyes for a while during the vacation?”
Among the social life tips, there is a saying that when receiving payment for anything, try it when the other person is in a good mood. If Hestia is in a good mood right now….
“No. Still, it’s the last schedule for this semester, so I have to listen to it properly. Besides, Mikhail gets commendations for excellent grades.”
There was no choice. She maintained her attitude that it was that and this was this.
“There are 10 other recipients besides me, right? Hestia, you can’t get it.”
“It can’t be helped. That’s how the score came out.”
The couple’s understanding score was also released yesterday. I just got a good score, but Hestia had a very bad score. She underperformed the average and dropped out of the merit award.
But she didn’t seem particularly bothered by that fact.
“The important thing is not the score, right? I am fully satisfied with my achievements this semester.”
“Really?”
As soon as I finished my answer, I heard a running sound from the side.
“Yes! It’s not the score that matters!”
Cordelia screamed. She, who had been chatting with Seol-ah from afar, ran over and screamed. He seemed to be listening to the story about Hestia and me.
I was dumbfounded and asked back.
“Cordelia liked that she got good grades.”
A few days ago, she said she had A and she died happily. What is that? Cordelia stuttered at my criticism.
“That’s true, but…. Among us, I have the lowest score!”
“Miss Cordelia. Originally, that kind of thing is usually cool when a very smart person says it.”
Seol-Ah followed her and grabbed Cordelia by the scruff of the neck as she ran wild. Seol-ah put one more word into Cordelia, who was sullen.
“If you’re going to say something like that, wait a while and don’t doze off during vacation.”
“Ugh. What, then you guys are going to listen to all that boring story?”
Cordelia threw a look at her wishing for her salvation, but no one accepted her.
“I want to sleep because of the prize tonight, but I can’t sleep.”
“Of course I won’t sleep. Rather, I plan to monitor whether Miss Cordelia sleeps or not.”
Cordelia’s expression darkened at Hestia’s answer. On the other hand, Seol-ah had an expression saying, “Hello.”
“It won’t be that interesting from the beginning, it’s not fun to listen to it neatly.”
Seola said to Cordelia. The fact that she is surprisingly sincere about her academy life is surprising no matter how much I think about it.
“Think backwards. You got into a novel you enjoyed reading. Even if you do this and that, you will be interested, have fun, and won’t you be motivated?”
When she was asked before, the answer was given directly to her.
As Seol-ah said, if I had fallen for the male-oriented fantasy novels I read, I might have been searching for something.
Cordelia gave up as if she had given up on the three pincers.
“Okay, I’m not sleeping well!”
“After a while, you can have a good night’s sleep in the wagon.”
“I can’t sleep at night if I sleep in the wagon. Also, my butt hurts.”
Cordelia grumbled.
“Or, well, you can go home and sleep.”
The first place we decided to stay was Cordelia’s house. She had something she strongly wanted, and it was the most reasonable thing for her path.
Cordelia’s estate was within a half-day drive from her academy. She, of course, had a lot of land, so she had to go a long way to get to the residence of the Duke and Duchess of Deneb, but she was the closest to home among the three of us anyway. We decided to stop by Cordelia, Hestia, and our estate in order of proximity.
“I have so many things to show you guys when I get home, but let’s go to sleep.”
Cordelia puffed out her chest and raised her nose.
“What the hell is there?”
“Go and see for yourself!”
She gave answers to my questions that Cordelia wasn’t very helpful with. It’s almost night. What did you want to show so badly that you insisted from the last time that you have to go to your house first?
It was Hestia that cleared my doubts.
“It’s a festival. Every year around this time, we hold a harvest festival after harvesting the barley and wheat we planted last fall. Haven’t you heard of it?”
“Hestia!”
Ignoring Cordelia’s shouts, Hestia’s explanation continued.
“The territory of the Duke of Deneb is the largest granary in the empire. The festival is also very big. Tourists come from all over the empire.”
“Hestia! I was going to surprise you, but what if I tell you everything?!”
“Both of you should know anyway, but why are you hiding it so tightly? Besides, I participated every year. Isn’t that surprising?”
To be honest, I didn’t know. Looking to the side, it seems that Seol-ah didn’t know either. Even in the original work, the local festivals were not explained.
Cordelia continued to grumble at Hestia, but she soon changed her attitude, and she grinned as she looked at me and her seolah.
“Anyway, you can look forward to it.”
Cordelia smiled confidently.
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“With the above, I will finish the vacation ceremony.”
– Clap clap clap
A thunderous applause poured in as soon as the principal’s words were finished. It wasn’t that the principal’s lecture was very touching or impressive, but it was half applause that meant that the long, boring, and even sluggish words of the principal had finally come to an end, and that it was the beginning of vacation.
“Ughhh! It’s finally over!”
Cordelia stretched her body with a strange, incomprehensible moan. Surprisingly, she didn’t sleep at all. Seol-Ah and Hestia, who had been roasting and frying Cordelia before the vacation ceremony started, also looked a little tired of the principal’s longer-than-usual training.
“That was a bit long.”
“Yes, I will.”
Actually, it was me who suffered the most. While studying for the CSAT, I don’t think I’ve ever pinched her thighs in pursuit of sleep. Of course, when the award ceremony was over, I thought it would smoothly announce the end of the vacation ceremony, but the principal ended up arguing for over 30 minutes.
“Mikhail, are you okay?”
“Huh? Uh. It’s okay, it’s okay I can close my eyes now.”
I wonder how long I can put my eyes on the shaking wagon. Even if you drive on a straight asphalt road in a car with cushions attached to the suspension, there will always be shaking, but when you ride a carriage on a stone road, you said everything.
“Let’s go! In this amount of time, I should have already packed everything.”
Cordelia led us to her front door humming her song. After a while, Hestia arrived at her front gate and summarized the situation at the front gate in one word.
“It’s crazy.”
The front gate of the academy was crowded with wagons sent from each student’s home and servants carrying luggage from the dormitory and loading them onto the wagons. Apparently, all the families that sent a carriage from their house to meet them all had a flash of light.
“Wow. What kind of wagon is so big and fancy? I don’t think I can ride that kind of thing because I can see the surroundings….”
What kind of wagon is that? At first I thought some madman had brought the cabin. There were eight horses standing in front of the carriage. What a wagon! A large swan pattern was engraved on the body of the carriage.
Wait, a swan pattern? My appreciation was interrupted by someone’s cry without coming out to the end.
“My lady! Here it is!”
The man sitting in the coachman’s seat of the splendid eight-headed wagon looked at us and waved his hand.
“Mikhail. What do you notice around you?”
Cordelia grinned at me.
“It’s stupid to think you can’t ride. Wow, that would be very comfortable.”
Cordelia, you are indeed the daughter of a very noble family.
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