Chapter 4. Small changes (7)
The two head to the theater after killing some time before the play begins.
As the most famous theater in the area, the exterior of the building was neat and the number of people it could accommodate was quite large.
“Does Emilia like romance like this?”
“I never liked it, but… I intend to like it even now.”
I didn’t say it out of my mouth because of someone.
Whether it be a play or a novel, romance dealing with the love between a man and a woman was not a material she enjoyed until now.
At least, I read a few books in the home library at first glance, but at the time I didn’t feel much emotion.
But from this moment on, things will change.
Aside from wanting to be seen as a cultured woman by him, shouldn’t you put into action when you know what love is?
It wasn’t what she wanted, sitting down in her seat just because she was a woman, hoping only for his one-sided favor.
‘Because there is still time… that’s enough.’
On the other hand, I also thought that the timing to become a disciple of the Sword Saint was very appropriate.
While studying under her, you should be prepared to approach him while polishing your mind and body.
And until you meet him again, think about and plan what you want to do together.
This was the big picture Emilia was drawing.
“Looks like this.”
A rather large piece of paper and a picture drawn on it on the wall next to the entrance to the theater.
Although the paper is not coated, it should be regarded as a kind of poster.
The image of a woman dancing alone on a steep hill in front of the sea, to the point that I wonder if the expression cliff would be more appropriate than hill.
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Judging from this scene alone, the ending seemed quite predictable.
“In the Forgotten Hills… For some reason, the title feels sad.”
“That’s right. Maybe it’s about breaking up.”
Ludwig expected it to be at a level that was virtually certain, but as an audience member who had to see the play soon, he didn’t want to say such a thing.
I just had a conversation with her, predicting the ending.
Emilia immediately frowned at his words and stared intently at the attached poster.
Wouldn’t it only break the mood if it was a bittersweet sad ending that ended with a farewell when you came to see a play alone with him after a long time?
Wouldn’t it be better to ask him to spend some time walking around town?
Such worries were intertwined, and in an instant, her mind was thrown into a state of confusion.
“Emilia.”
“Yes Yes!?”
“Come on in. Please sit down and wait.”
“Yeah, that’s right. I’m sorry, Ludwig.”
Seeing him smiling, saying he had nothing to be sorry for, Emilia felt a sense of guilt.
yes. A play is just a play anyway, and no matter what ending it ends with, it has nothing to do with you.
I wasted his time by indulging in useless thoughts. Emilia let out a small sigh and followed Ludwig into the theater.
‘that’s interesting.’
It was a brief impression that passed through Ludwig’s mind as he entered and sat down.
Even after coming to this world, he had visited the theater before, so what he found strange was not the impression of the building.
It’s just that, unlike when I found it alone, just having someone named Emilia accompanying me made me feel completely different from that time.
That fact was surprising.
‘Let’s calm down… Whoa.’
Emilia brushed her platinum blonde hair, which was exceptionally shiny today, behind her ear, and smiled as she met her eyes.
He experienced the dizzying experience of his heart racing and avoided his gaze as naturally as possible.
No matter how many times I saw her in the morning, afternoon, or evening, I couldn’t get used to her appearance.
There were quite a few people who could be called beautiful after coming to this world, but a woman named Emilia had a unique aura besides her appearance.
“I… Ludwig?”
“Yes?”
Ludwig woke up from his thoughts when he heard a voice calling his name.
When he came to his senses, he saw Emilia staring at him with a worried face, blinking her eyes.
“Did you get anything on my face? Even makeup smeared… … .”
“Oh, no.”
The word that her makeup didn’t spread and she was just pretty came to her throat, but she managed to endure it and pretended to be calm.
In the first place, if that appearance faded to the extent that makeup smudged, wouldn’t that be a miracle in itself?
The moment the air became awkward without knowing it, the lights in the theater went out and the stage curtain rose.
The long-awaited play had begun.
“today… You are not coming back.”
A play that started with a monologue by an actress.
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Judging from the clothes the woman was wearing and the furniture placed around her, she seemed to be a woman from a commoner’s family.
‘He’s good at acting.’
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Just one line she uttered in the first introduction showed that she had a lot of talent.
The joys and sorrows contained in vocalizations and voices that can be clearly heard even from seats far away from the stage. It was said that it was a famous theater company in the central area, and it seemed like he knew the reason why.
– Chaeng-Geurang!
The bowl shattered and tumbled across the floor, leaving the woman alone to sob.
As the story progressed little by little, as she learned the story behind her tears, Emilia’s expression hardened little by little.
Even though it was the first experience of seeing a play, I fell in love in an instant.
‘Looks fine.’
As he looked out of the corner of his eye at Emilia in the seat next to him, he caught sight of her engrossed in the play, covering her mouth with one hand.
Fortunately, it seems to suit your taste. With a sigh of relief, Ludwig moved his gaze back to the stage.
I was a bit worried when she first announced that she would accompany me, since I tend to have a lot of likes and dislikes about theater.
If you just spend an uncomfortable time because it doesn’t suit your taste, it won’t be as bad as not going.
However, contrary to concerns, Ludwig was feeling strangely proud as he was enjoying the play.
The setting that she has a taste for theater didn’t even appear in the original work.
In other words, the figure Emilia is showing right now is a side that no one has ever seen, whether in the other world or this world.
‘It’s like a pervert… … ?’
Am I thinking too shady? Ludwig pondered for a while, but what could he do? what is true
However, if I didn’t see the play just because I was thinking about Emilia, I would be a jerk, so I decided to watch the play again with all my heart.
The flow of time felt by the audience and the flow of time felt by the characters on stage will be different.
As if to prove that fact, the heroine who reunited with her lover actually burst into tears of joy as if they had met after years had passed.
“… Huh… Black.”
And as an actor’s acting ability reaches its peak, that emotion is clearly conveyed to the audience below the stage.
It wasn’t just the female lead on stage who shed tears at this moment.
“Emilia, are you okay?”
“Hey… ! sorry. Ludwig… suck. Because it’s so touching… … .”
The story hasn’t even reached the climax yet, so it’s won.
When she was devoted to swordsmanship training alone, she looked like a forged sword, but at times like this, she only looked like a sensitive girl. It was amazing.
Ludwig, who was watching this, took out a handkerchief from his pocket and held it out to her who couldn’t stop crying.
Emilia, who had sobbed but firmly thanked her, accepted it and began wiping her wet eyes.
“no. Rather, I am grateful. I was wondering what to do if Emilia doesn’t enjoy it… It seems like you’re having fun.”
“Iknow, right… Whoops. I didn’t know I could cry so much… … .”
Well, since you said it was your first time seeing a play, you wouldn’t have known it was such a heartbreaking experience.
Thinking that maybe this was a more common reaction, Ludwig carefully patted her on the shoulder.
to make her feel uncomfortable. As if brushing off dust from your shoulders.
It was a kind of consideration, but it wasn’t very good for Emilia, whose emotions were more sensitive because of shedding tears.
Rather, it only makes my heart flutter at the action that seems to be sneaking around.
“Sometimes I hate that kind of thing about Ludwig.”
“Yeah? No matter what mistakes I make… … ?”
“That’s what I mean.”
Ludwig, who did not understand the meaning of her words, stopped moving with a lot of question marks above his head.
On the other hand, Emilia felt very dissatisfied with even his foolish eyes today.
Don’t brush your shoulders like that. Hug me, hug me, or wipe my tears. Wouldn’t it be okay to do that?
Of course, it’s understandable that he hesitated because they weren’t in a relationship, but I hated Simbo’s one-sided consideration without looking at his own reaction.
– Bumpy.
“I… Emilia?”
“It’s a punishment.”
“Yes?”
Grabbing Ludwig’s hand as if snatching it, she glared at him sharply with a heartbroken expression.
The image of him looking at himself with his eyes wide open as if he still doesn’t understand the meaning.
I wanted to tick-tick a little more, but it was not easy to control my emotions when I saw him.
It’s hard to be angry with this person. Then I’d rather take care of it.
With that thought in mind, Emilia put her hands overlapping between the two people’s seats and replied without even looking at each other.
“The first one to let go is the loser. OK?”
“Then let me lose… no.”
In the middle, this ignorant man almost broke the colic, but he managed to subdue it with his eyes.
Emilia let out a deep sigh, feeling that it would be quite a long way to go even if she returned after completing the training.
What can I do? That the person who fell in love first starts off as a loser. However, it was only her small wish that she wanted to be the winner in the end.
I want to hear that I love you first through his mouth. Because that was the last strand of pride left for a girl named Emilia Bayemurn.
However, apart from that determined mind, she was defeated in a match that took place in the theater.
Because the fever had risen, and I was concerned about the sweat from my hands, and I unconsciously let go of the hand I was holding on to.