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Keep your head down.”
Merson was sleepy, so he closed his eyes and bowed his head in front of me. Even if everyone was annoyed, had worked hard and came out unnecessarily early in the morning, shouldn’t we show a little bit of politeness?
I rubbed my hands and touched the head to get rid of the magpie’s nest-like messy hair. Merson asked for more touches with a ‘hmm-’ sound as if he was in a good mood. And as I was smoothing the clothes and fastening the buttons properly, I heard a loud noise nearby.
“It’s Chenin’s carriage!”
It was the village chief. The village chief greeted the carriage, jumping like a child.
Without releasing the button, I turned my head to look at the entrance to the village. Hoo- Isn’t that flashy?
The two horses made a loud noise and walked briskly. The neat exterior walls of burgundy were adorned with dazzling gold decorations.
Is she interested in suicide? At that level, it was perfect for being the number one target for bandits.
“I’m glad we’re in the countryside.”
In the center of the carriage, there was a large ornament of a bear holding a sword between its ugly teeth. Maybe it’s the family coat of arms. In the modern era, like a license plate?
The carriage arrived in front of the villagers in an instant. The coachman calmed the horses by making a “whoo!” sound. The village chief gently clasped his hands and waited for his granddaughter to come down.
And… waiting… waiting again.
“What, is the door broken?”
Aunt Aja threw a word. The village chief was bewildered for a moment, then knocked on the door of the carriage, and as if it was waiting, the window opened. Narrow enough for two fingers to barely fit in.
“Hello. My legs hurt from coming a long way. I want to go home first, Grandfather.”
“Right, right, hurry up and go rest. I left the door open.”
Tak.
The window closed and the carriage departed. All the villagers shook their heads, swearing more severely than anyone else with their facial expression. Fucking hell?! Have you ever seen such a spoiled kid!
It was the same for me. Someone told him that his granddaughter was coming, so he prepared for a grand reception, but what huh? Her legs hurt from coming a long way?! Is that what a person who rides a carriage all day would say?!
As I made a fuss, Merson’s expression worsened.
“Did she offend Erina? Should I kill her?”
“No, the chief will be sad. Then I will be sad too.”
“…….”
We turned back and headed to the village chief’s house.
When I opened the door, an out-of-place golden chair caught my eye. Even looking at it hurt my eyes.
In that chair, Chenin sat proudly cross-legged, flaunting her lace gloves and covering her nose with a fan.
“Long time no see.”
“Did you eat properly?”
“Of course.”
“Ahh. Baby, I have something to give you. Here. I stayed up all night to make it. Do you like it?”
The village chief pulled out a plain light blue dress with a pink floral pattern on the bottom of the skirt. The waist line was narrow and the fit that fell softly was pretty even when I looked at it.
“Lame.”
Crack–
There was a sound of a bone dislocating from somewhere. I’m sure it was Aunt Aja……. The village chief could not hide his bewildered face and pushed the dress closer.
“Look closely then say it. It’s pretty.”
“Take it away. I’m tired, so I’ll sleep. Ya-wn-, I woke up too early to be here.”
Chenin walked to the door with the tap-tap sound of her shoes.
The eyes staring at the back of Chenin’s head were unusual. Ack, hot! this… A fiery rage was gushing out of my eyes.
“Kyaaaakk!”
The village chief was startled by the sudden scream and ran to the room.
“Baby, what happened…….”
“What is with this room? Even if it’s bad, it’s too bad! Look at me and then look at this room! You want me to sleep in a place like this?! What is this weird teddy bear?!”
Chenin picked it up and threw it to the floor. Oh, that’s what our Merson chose after careful thought… If you don’t want it, give it to me!
“Don’t throw it.”
“Merson?”
Before I knew it, he strode over to Chenin’s side and picked up the teddy bear again.
“What?!”
Chenin, upset by the restraining voice, raised her voice to the utmost. Oh I know this, I’ve seen it a lot in historical dramas.
“And put on this dress too.”
Merson took the clothes from the village chief and shoved them in front of Chenin. Although it was a short period of time, perhaps because of Merson’s simple personality, he had to give Chenin a slap in the face just by looking at her behavior. But…….
“… I was going to wear it.”
What?
Chenin shyly accepted the clothes. Hey, why is your face red? Then she couldn’t take her eyes off Merson.
“Uhhmm! By the way… Do you live in this village?”
Her voice, which had been pierced with sharp edges, faded like a shy girl. Merson gave no answer with an expressionless face.
Accepting his silence as an affirmation, Chenin slowly ruffled her wavy scarlet hair behind her ear.
“I hope to see you more often.”
Merson’s expression wrinkled. Why does she want to see him often?
But Merson didn’t speak any more and turned and came back to my side. When Merson left, Chenin closed the door as if her business was over.
The villagers who saw it all went out of the village chief’s house, each with their tongues clicking.
“Merson, let’s go eat too.”
“Yes.”
No matter how anyone looked at it, at a glance, Chenin had fallen in love with Merson at first sight. Well, it would be strange if she didn’t fall for him. We’ve been living together for over two years, but this inhuman appearance makes it hard for me to get used to.
I looked at his face again and again, and my eyes met Merson’s. The red eyes were trembling. It’s dangerous.
“At, at home!”
Merson grabbed my waist tightly. And as he flicked his finger once, the light wrapped around us, and we suddenly fell onto the bed in my room.
“It’s okay now right?”
“Hey! I told you not to use your magic power!”
Hit! Hit!
He doesn’t listen to me, really! I hit Merson’s head with a pillow relentlessly.
I made a simple breakfast, chewing a dry whole wheat bread and making up for my lack of sleep .
I yelled loudly at Merson, who was begging for a kiss, and he grew sullen and grunted the whole time. But after a while, he felt sleepy, so he buried his forehead on my shoulder and quickly fell into a deep sleep.
Shooo-
The sound of his breathing was pleasantly heard and I fell into a comfortable sleep without even dreaming. It was a perfect sleep that was completely satisfying with the feel of the blanket and the familiar smell of Merson’s body.
Knock. Knock.
If it wasn’t for this knock.
I was the first to open my eyes to the sound of the knock, which persisted without giving up. I looked out the window and saw that the sun was leaning further to the west. I feel like I slept for 10 minutes, but I think I lay in bed for about two hours. But I didn’t have the strength to get up, so I tapped Merson with my elbow.
“Wake up, someone is here.”
“Who?”
Merson slowly woke up, opening his sleepy eyes. When he talked into my ear in a low, hoarse voice, uhhh, I got goosebumps. I shook my head at Merson’s question. I don’t know.
Merson tidied my hair, which was fluttering around my ears, placed it behind my ears, and got up.
As Merson disappeared, I quickly rolled onto the wide bed. The rest of the bed was still warm with his lingering body heat.
I pulled the blanket up to my chin and closed my eyes again. But I didn’t fall asleep. I pricked my ears and wanted to know the situation outside.
Squeak.
Merson must have opened the door.
“Oh my! You really do live in a place like this. I asked my grandfather…….”
Some unlucky bixxh’s voice… Yes, it’s Chenin. I could not hear Merson’s voice.
A momentary silence passed, and Chenin spoke again.
“Did you sleep? Sleepy eyes are sexy… no, but you are charming!”
“…….”
“I tried on the dress, how is it?”
“…….”
“Grandfather said I look like an angel, do I really look that pretty?”
“I don’t really like angels.”
“Ah, a fairy then?”
What is this verbal diarrhea? Everything coming out of their mouths was nonsensical. In the end, I barely managed to overcome my fatigue that seemed to kill me, and I got my upper body up from the bed.
Blink, blink-
Even closing one eye seemed like slow motion. Oh, I’m tired!
“Can I come in? It’s been a long time since I’ve met someone of a similar age here.”
No, he’s over 2,000 years old. He’s a grandfather beyond imagination.
As if Chenin had entered, the creaking sound got closer. Hey, I can’t keep sitting still when she’s coming in.
“Huh!”
Finally I got up from bed. I’ll serve some tea and talk before letting her go.
I grabbed the doorknob and was about to go out, but I stopped at the sound of Chenin’s words.
“Aren’t you tired of this country life?”
Thump.
Even though it was an obvious question, I didn’t expect it.
Thinking about it, Merson came to Sezain according to my will without asking any questions, got a house and started living in the country according to my will. It must have been a force majeure, since he lost his memory and had no one to rely on except me.
Yes, I … never once asked Merson what he thought of life here.