How a Hero Lives as a Writer

67 – Interlude: Strange Airflow

Angelica let out a small sigh as she wiped the sweat from the groaning warrior’s face.

It’s because the words the hero uttered while drunk made a ripple in her calm lake-like heart.

ㅡ No, I will live here.

The moment I heard those words, I felt like the sound had disappeared from the world.

‘They say he won’t die?’

“Okay….”

The hero’s painful groan broke her thoughts.

Angelica wiped the sweat from the warrior’s face with a towel soaked in cold water.

Then the hero breathed more comfortably and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

Angelica stared blankly at that face involuntarily.

‘If you don’t die….’

Angelica noticed that the day she crossed the wall after reading the 4th volume, she noticed that she was attracted to the hero.

But she couldn’t put her name on it.

A hero must one day leave this world and return to the original world.

The hero and himself are destined to never be connected.

So you have to keep a proper distance.

No, is this attraction a romantic feeling in the first place?

Overcoming the wounds of the past with a novel written by a warrior.

So he must have mistaken that overflowing feeling for romance.

Isn’t this a story you’ve seen a lot in love stories?

They mistake the momentary impulse for love and enter into a relationship.

However, when I wake up in the morning, that feeling turns to regret, and the scene where they break up as if nothing had happened.

Angelica concluded that her feelings for her were close to them.

There’s no way the hero would have romantic feelings for him in the first place since everyone left.

As soon as I thought that, my excited feelings slowly began to cool down.

If I had to give this feeling a name, it would be respect.

Anjelica made up her mind and offered the sword to the hero.

And she became his knight.

After becoming a master-servant relationship, the shaking of her heart disappeared.

On rare occasions he would bring up an unexpected story, but I was able to lightly laugh it off.

In the meantime, Reina’s disease was cured.

Angelica is no longer able to look at the hero as a person of the opposite s*x.

A hero who performed miracles that ordinary people could never accomplish.

A person like that and myself are too out of class.

Anjelica faced such a miracle and was convinced.

Ah, this person is too much for me.

I decided to think so.

But.

ㅡ No, I will live here.

He does not return to his hometown.

Then is it necessary to suppress this feeling….

As soon as I thought that, something I had been holding down began to overflow.

If you continue to stay here, the accident will not be resolved.

So I have to go back to my room….

“Keep, ha ha, ha ha….”

Before he moved the hero here, he was drunk.

I vomited up what I ate and got a little sober, but I’m still in a lot of pain because I’m still drinking.

If vomit comes out while sleeping and the airway is blocked, terrible things may happen.

Angelica couldn’t leave because she was afraid that would happen.

Let’s wait a little longer and go.

Angelica came to that conclusion.

How much time has passed.

The hero, who had been making grunts and pains, began to breathe comfortably, perhaps as if he had fallen asleep soundly.

You can leave the room now.

I made that decision, but for some reason my steps didn’t fall.

A lot of excuses came to mind, but Angelica willingly accepted them.

I want to watch the hero’s face a little longer.

It’s usually a master-servant relationship, so I just follow his three steps and figure out the safety of my surroundings.

The time to see his face completely like this was quite precious.

Angelica carefully reached out and caressed the warrior’s forelock, which was wet with a wet towel.

Suddenly.

It was a strange feeling.

Her hair must have been the same as his, but for some reason it felt a bit rougher and thicker.

But for some reason, she still felt like stroking her.

The hand that had been stroking the warrior’s bangs went up gradually and was placed on the top of his head.

Even though she knew she couldn’t do this, Angelica couldn’t take her hands off her.

Suddenly.

As he started stroking her hair, the corner of the warrior’s mouth went up slightly.

She had a bright expression as if she were having a happy dream.

Since when?

It was the novel she received on her birthday that made her aware of her feelings for him.

But when she came to think of it now, she had been following him with her eyes from some point on.

Angelica suddenly thought that he was so strange that he had entered her heart.

“Ummm….”

Perhaps the strange feeling felt in her head bothered him, and the hero tossed and turned and reached for Angelica’s hand.

When Angelica removed her hand from the hero’s head, the hero stretched his hand upward and began to feel sick.

It seemed that his posture was uncomfortable.

Anjelica decided to restore the warrior’s arm to its original state.

As she did, she cautiously reached out to her arm and felt the thick feel of her arm.

‘Because you worked hard….’

I came from a peaceful world that has nothing to do with fighting.

So I’m having a hard time describing the battle.

The hero said that and asked for help from Angelica.

Angelica was a stranger to that kind of thing, so she decided it would be better for her to show action.

But she was honestly not confident.

The hero seemed to have built a wall with his usual sports, and he didn’t seem to like sports too much.

So I thought he would get tired soon and give up.

But the hero did not give up.

If you think about it, he was always like that.

Contrary to his weak appearance, he always had the strength to carry through with his will.

‘Maybe….’

Maybe he was attracted to that look.

‘May I adore you… ?’

She gave up thinking that it was her fate that she could not continue with him.

But if he doesn’t leave for his original world, if there’s even the slightest possibility left….

Is it not necessary to lie to my heart?

“Ummm….”

‘It’s stupid.’

Even if he doesn’t return to his original world, nothing will change.

He became an aristocrat before he knew it, and he had become a distant existence out of his reach.

But what kind of misunderstanding….

Angelica sighed, got up from her seat, and left her room.

It was a night where the blue moonlight made me feel sad for some reason.

***

Reina hasn’t gone to see the hero for the past three days.

I wanted to visit every day, but it might give the hero a bad impression.

For example, you may consider yourself a child, or you may think that she is too easy a woman.

With that thought, she locked herself in her room and passed the time quietly reading a book.

When are we going to see him again?

As Reina was making such a plan, she and her contracted fairy started to make a fuss.

It seems that the elf who left Aucklia has returned.

Raina started to worry about that.

Even if they are moderate, this race does not have good feelings towards humans.

Isn’t that why you’re trying to harm the hero?

She thought that maybe she should do something.

But if she did something herself, it might be more dangerous if she offends them.

So you can’t do this either, so the spirit has conveyed its will to help.

Reina hesitated for a moment, but she decided to enlist the spirit’s help.

ㅡ I’ll be back.

Having said that, the spirit left, and Reina waited tirelessly for her spirit to return.

Then, as time passed, Reina’s spirit returned at a time well past the usual sleeping time.

“Have you been?”

ㅡ Yes.

What happened so late?

If it was an urgent matter, I would have returned in a hurry, so I don’t think the problem was as serious as I thought….

ㅡ Close your eyes.

“Yes?”

ㅡ Snow.

Reina felt puzzled, but she calmly followed her spirit’s will and decided to close her eyes.

As she lay on her bed and closed her eyes, a vision began to appear in her mind.

ㅡ No, I will live here.

It was the sight of a drunken warrior lying on the floor and moaning.

ㅡ I was drunk but… Lies, no.

‘He lives here?’

Reina thought that someday the hero would return to the original world.

Even so, she couldn’t contain her feelings for him.

If he returns to his original world, let’s follow him.

Reina was thinking that boldly.

But she doesn’t return to her original world?

Reina felt like she had the whole world.

But when she saw the scene that followed, she felt the blood drain from her body.

Reina jumped up from her seat and tried to catch her quickening breath.

That scene just now….

ㅡ Are you okay?

“No… It’s not okay.”

She said maybe she was and she thought she was.

But she didn’t want to know.

‘Anje unni also loves the writer….’

It was a sight that was dripping with affection to be considered nursing.

If she goes on like this, she might lose him to her.

‘I can’t do this right now.’

Reina concluded that she had to do something.

‘The writer has to make me see me as a woman.’

Raina stayed up all night thinking about how she would make him look back on herself as a woman.

In this way, a strange current began to emerge from a place unknown to the hero.