Chapter 9. End of story, new beginning (5)
In the end, the two of them rejected Georg’s offer and decided to enjoy the festival separately.
When Ludwig apologized, on the contrary, Scarlett, who was sitting next to her, said she understood and didn’t take it too seriously, so the air was not awkward.
Perhaps she, too, was looking forward to touring the festival alone with Georg. That was Ludwig’s guess.
“You seem to be in a great mood.”
Even after saying goodbye to her friend Scarlett and moving on, Emilia continues to hum a song.
It was better than looking bad, but it was quite unexpected for Ludwig.
“Maybe it’s because it’s a festival.”
“Anyway, I’m glad. I was worried that I might have disturbed the conversation with Princess Scarlet.”
Uncharacteristically, he did it out of anger without even thinking about Emilia’s opinion.
I don’t know what’s the use of thinking about the future after I’ve paid my own way, but it was a car that I was worried about.
However, contrary to my concerns, I felt relieved more than anything because she seemed to be in a good mood.
“I am rather happy. Because I definitely thought that Ludwig would suggest that the four of them travel together.”
Considering the personality of Ludwig he had seen so far, that was probably the standard solution.
It was a situation where he was sorry to reject the offer he had been willing to give, and he had no way of knowing what he was thinking.
Even so, choosing the side where the two of you are alone means that you value the time with yourself.
Even if that heart wasn’t goodwill as a member of the opposite sex, as a woman in love, it was just happy.
“Why are you a little embarrassed?”
It’s not wrong, but I felt ashamed for no reason, as if I was confessing in an indirect way.
Emilia found another way to play around with his appearance.
She put her hands behind her back with an incomprehensible smile and slowly turned to his side, poking her head out.
It was almost like a snake wrapped around a person’s body, but the series of scenes was very enchanting.
“You’re embarrassed, does that sound like you don’t value me?”
Her words were always subtle.
If you choose this side, the other side will collapse, if you choose the other side, this side will collapse.
Regardless of whether the words were affirmed or denied, it meant that in the end, the victim had to endure some amount of damage.
It was for this reason that Ludwig had always suffered from her puns.
Isn’t it still like that now?
If you affirm her words, ‘I value you.’ It would be like saying it openly.
If you deny it, it will mean you don’t value her.
“It can’t be. Emilia is the most precious person to me. I was just ashamed to think that I had said it directly.”
However, people always grow up at some point, and Ludwig, who had achieved quite remarkable growth, was harmed by this prank.
On the contrary, Emilia’s new model, which had been hit back by his sincere remark, only stumbled for an instant.
As Ludwig cautiously approached her, steam rising from her face, she hurriedly backed away.
Quick movements like in sparring. As expected, it was a movement worthy of a swordsman’s disciple.
“Emilia?”
“Hey, don’t look this way!”
“Yes? Oh, I see.”
In the end, it was Emilia who turned her head away with her face flushed red.
I wasn’t immune to such innocent remarks, but today, I had no chance to be attacked as I risked my shame and attacked.
I heard a rumor that people who enjoy the festival have magic, but is that really true?
In any case, it was embarrassing.
I’m happy and happy, but I can’t face him because my face muscles are relaxed and I’m busy wandering around all day.
‘yes? What is that?’
Something caught Emilia’s eyes as she tried hard not to make eye contact with him.
An object that looks like a snack in the hands of passers-by and white food piled up on top of it.
It had such a strange appearance that I wondered if it was food in the first place.
“Ludwig, do you know what that is?”
“It’s gelato. It’s probably a type of sherbet. Have you ever eaten Emilia?”
“Yeah… Shame on you.”
As the eldest daughter of the Bayemurn family, she had eaten all kinds of delicacies, but there were also many foods she had never experienced before.
Each family chef would have a different preference for food, so just because Ludwig tried it, there was no guarantee that she would too.
“Shall we eat that too?”
“I would love to, but… Eating too much is not good.”
“But aren’t you interested? At such times, not thinking about the future is a virtue, Emilia.”
As he said, his appearance, which seemed to be a mixture of ice and clouds, attracted her interest very much.
First of all, it was quite different from the sherbet she knew.
When it comes to original sherbet, the shape of crushed and ground ice grains can be said to be a symbol, but that was to the point where it was questionable whether it was solid, let alone ice.
Human psychology is such that once curiosity is aroused, it cannot be controlled.
In the end, Emilia nodded with the thought of closing her eyes and putting a steel plate on her face just for today.
Ludwig smiled at her and led her by the hand to the gelato place.
“welcome. Would you like to order?”
“Are there any different flavors?”
“No, there is only one flavor. However, there are many fruits that can be added.”
indeed. After understanding, Ludwig nodded slightly.
The gelato he ate also looked like crushed grapes or strawberries on top of ice grains.
‘It’s a pity that you can only see them on the street in winter.’
Perhaps there are technical limitations. Because there were many differences from the world he lived in.
In fact, since it is winter now, it can be sold on the street like this, and in summer, when manufacturing and storage are difficult, it is sometimes transformed into a precious food that only nobles can eat.
“Then I will apologize. What about Emilia?”
“I’m a strawberry… … .”
It was fortunate that the fruits that were in season in winter would go well with gelato.
After receiving the order, the store manager asked to wait a moment and put the fruits on the pedestal next to the cart and began trimming them in their own way.
“I lived thanks to the warmer weather than usual. It would be hard to eat gelato in the cold outdoors.”
“Iknow, right.”
Maybe the clerk in front of me came to sell gelato after hearing about the custom of the good harvest festival.
It’s not so hot that gelato melts right away, but it’s not so cold that people don’t want to eat cold food.
It’s literally a golden opportunity to sell gelato.
As we chatted and waited, the shop owner brought out the finished gelato shortly after.
White gelato on top of a rather spacious cookie, fruit grains and an unknown liquid scattered over it. It seems to be a type of syrup added to gelato.
“Bon appetite.”
“Thank you. then… … .”
After paying for the gelato, the two headed to a nearby bench.
It wouldn’t be too late to sit down and eat, but Emilia couldn’t stand the moment and took a bite of gelato first.
“It is delicious. Does it feel different from sherbet?”
“Anyway, it has a slightly softer feel. I’m glad it suits your taste.”
A rare sight was unfolding in front of the two people who were appreciating their gelato.
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Just when I passed this place earlier, the performance of an orchestra was in full swing, but now, in addition to that, many people were dancing in pairs.
“Come to think of it, we’ve never danced together before.”
“The opportunity never arrived, didn’t it?”
“Well, I see.”
Even in social circles, they were busy greeting members of other families, and neither of them had any interest in dancing in the first place. At most, is it to the extent that they have been accustomed to basic culture?
“For some reason, I think Ludwig will play well.”
“It’s difficult to inflate expectations like that.”
On what grounds do you say that?
If he knew that he was beaten the most in dancing even when he was in the middle of his education at home, he would never be able to say the same thing as before.
Seeing Ludwig blatantly avoiding the topic of dancing, she laughed as if it was funny.
It was rare to see him, like no one else, so abhorrence and cold-heartedly cutting off a topic.
“Cook-Cook, seeing the reaction, do you want to see more?”
“Please be patient. It will only harm Emilia’s precious eyes.”
What is the level of her dancing skills, so does she have the ability to pollute other people’s eyes just by looking at them?
At that point, I wonder if it’s not a dance anymore, but a form of black magic.
“You always say that, but if you do it, you did well.”
“This time, it’s not humility at all. Even in normal times, I never said that to be particularly humble.”
quite adamant It would be unreasonable to see his dance unless there are unavoidable circumstances.
She was also not good at dancing, but she wanted to dance with him in front of others and leave it as a piece of memory.
Is there no way to trick it?
As she pondered for a moment, Emilia remembered a piece of advice she had heard from Grita one day.
– Lady, from time immemorial, men are attracted to a woman’s unique appearance.
– A different look?
– Yes. It means that you are always noble and confident, but sometimes it is good to show a cute side like Miss Tanya.
it’s a different look
Certainly, when he saw him, who was quite different from before, his heart would pound even more violently, so he might not be wrong.
If the problem
‘How can I imitate Tanya?’
I know that Tanya has a lot of aegyo and a lively side unlike herself.
But that’s just an innate personality, and you can’t imitate it with just a moment’s action.
‘I can’t ask Tanya right now.’
If he had been able to use such magic in the first place, he would have made Ludwig stand up with that magic.
“Lu, Ludwig. Aren’t you hungry?”
“I am full, but I have no intention of digesting it through dancing.”
“I guess… … .”
To be honest, I had never seen him so cold before.
Is it because you don’t want to show off your dancing skills that much? I’m fine.
Rather, I think it would be more enjoyable if I could see a different side of him who did pretty much everything skillfully.
“Well then, I’ll give you a bite of this, so dancing together… … .”
“It’s okay to buy it again from that store.”
“… huh.”
Rejected to this extent, she began to feel resentment rather than heartache.
It’s not that I want to dance alone, it means that I want to dance together forever.
Maybe you don’t like dancing with yourself? Is your dancing skill just an excuse?
The consciousness that started to sink into the abyss gradually flowed to the negative side.
The acidity of the gelato, which had been refreshing until just a moment ago, disappeared in the mouth at once.
‘I want to dance with you.’
Opportunities will come later, but then the environment will not be the same as now.
what to say If I had to express it, I wanted to let people know that this man was my mate in front of so many people.
In addition, I wanted to enjoy the feeling of a couple enjoying a festival, not a dance that is compulsory to shine at a ball.
How to seduce him had long since disappeared from my mind.
I just want to dance with you Only that wish circulated and disturbed Emilia’s thoughts.
Remaining silent, she cautiously stretched out her small hand.
At the end of it was the sleeve of Ludwig’s clothes. Emilia gently held it.
“… Emilia?”
It was a car that made me feel sorry for rejecting it too coldly.
Ludwig was about to reach out to hand her an apology when he found her holding the hem of his clothes with his head bowed.
Carefully raising her head, Emilia asked in a low voice as if chanting.
“I… I want to dance with Ludwig… Can’t we?”
“… … .”
A strangely watery voice and pleading blue eyes.
And, uncharacteristic of her usual self, she showed a hesitant look.
It was to the point where he thought he was shameless to have such feelings, but even so, Ludwig inadvertently muttered to himself that he was cute.
‘What’s the point of dancing?’
If your heart doesn’t move even after seeing this, it’s probably not a man.
Ludwig grabbed her hand, which was still holding onto the hem of his clothes.
The sudden action opened Emilia’s eyes, but he didn’t pay attention and got up.
“Let’s go, Emilia. But teasing them for their poor dancing is prohibited.”
“Yes, yes! Come on, Ludwig.”
Emilia answered hurriedly, wondering if he might change his mind, and led his hand to the crowd.
Somehow, unexpectedly, she skillfully used the techniques the lady-in-waiting had taught her.