A long-haired handsome man with long, brilliant blonde hair.
He had porcelain-white skin and red lips.
Plus, look at that smile. A clean and friendly eye smile that can captivate many people. Watching the corners of your eyes fold gently… … .
‘Is it an angel?’
He was a man with an appearance that could be considered an angel if only he had wings.
He smiled softly.
Whoa, angel smile.
“Are you hurt anywhere?”
“uh… … yes.”
I couldn’t get my head around the glow emanating from his face.
I fell in love with his handsomeness… … Absolutely not. This is because his appearance was unusual.
‘There’s no way a face like this didn’t appear in the original!’
The face of the frighteningly handsome man troubled me greatly.
Lopan’s law.
The main characters all have beautiful appearances. Therefore, there was a high possibility that this man who made all the characters around him look like squid was a character from the original work.
If that’s really the case.
‘He might be someone we need to watch out for.’
Because there were all kinds of characters in the world of the novel. Perhaps because I suddenly became impatient, my lips opened of their own accord.
“Ugh. Hey, I’m sorry for meeting you for the first time, but what’s your name… … “Are you okay?”
“Do you mean your name?”
I saw the man’s wide-open purple eyes and waved my hand.
No, am I crazy?
What name did you give to the person you met for the first time today?
“ah. no. I’m speechless. “I’m fine, so you don’t have to worry.”
Blonde hair and eyes that resemble amethyst. The appearance of an unusual combination. I’m sure I would have remembered it if it had appeared in the original.
‘By the time Axion grows up, he will be middle-aged… … .’
So, you must be middle-aged?
Anyway, the important thing is that although there were quite a few middle-aged people who appeared in the original work, none of them had this kind of appearance.
‘So, extras?’
This face?
I stared at his proud face in disbelief and then shook my head.
‘okay. I can’t believe it, but it’s definitely an extra.’
Even though I searched my mind, I couldn’t remember it. Seeing as there was nothing special about Celia’s past memories, she was probably not an important person.
“Hmm. no. “I don’t know why, but I want to tell you my name.”
“yes?”
I stopped shaking my head when I heard a man’s voice come out of nowhere. The man looked at my disheveled hair and smiled slightly.
“My name is Moroccanil.”
“More… … “Carneel?”
I think I heard it somewhere.
The name of the character in the original work does not come to mind.
“yes. Moroccanil. It’s a bit unusual for a man’s name, right? “My mother loved wild flowers.”
“uh… … .”
Wildflowers?
After quickly searching through Celia’s mind, she discovered that a wild flower called Morocanil existed on this continent.
‘It’s a flower that looks similar to a dandelion.’
The wild flower that came to mind looked almost identical to a yellow dandelion.
“It’s a name given to me because my hair color is yellow.”
The face of the man who said that while smiling brightly still shone.
Who called that shiny blonde hair yellow?
I nodded awkwardly, wondering if Morokanil’s mother had difficulty distinguishing colors.
“Ah, I see. haha.”
“Then may I ask you this time?”
“My name?”
Moroccanil shook his head gently.
“no. “What brought you to this store?”
huh? That’s not my name?
Since he asked my name, I thought he would naturally ask for my name, but I tried to spit out my name in a cool way and failed.
“to… … Um, I came to buy something.”
“Which one?”
Moroccanil turned slightly, took a piece of brown paper from the counter, and grabbed a pen.
It was as if he was writing down my words.
“Uh, I’m going to be farming. It eliminates pests, minimizes negative effects on plants, and is not harmful to humans… … “That kind of medicine.”
“Ah, I see.”
Scrunch. Moroccanil wrote down what I said, folded the paper neatly and handed it to me.
He grinned as he looked at me receiving it in a haphazard manner.
“Unfortunately, I am the first and last customer of this store today.”
First and last?
What does that mean?
“yes? Uh, but isn’t it still open?”
“This place is strictly reservation-only. “It will be difficult to get what you want today.”
“… … !”
It was a reservation system! I didn’t know that!
“And as far as I know, reservations have already been pushed back for about a year… … .”
Huh.
Moroccanil, who saw me tearing out my hair in frustration, smiled and pointed to the paper in my hand as if to tell me not to worry.
“Do not worry. The order I reserved is next. “I think you can take that position instead.”
“to… … yes?”
huh?
What did you just say?
Moroccanil carefully held my hand holding the paper and gently guided me to his side.
One step closer to him.
“Just stick that piece of paper under that door and your reservation will be complete. “The owner of this store is quite picky about making reservations, so he even remembered the handwriting of the person making the reservation, so I wrote it for him.”
“No, it’s okay…” … .”
no no. No.
It’s not okay. Pests are the worst in rice farming! You must not decline!
I gently closed my mouth, which had been moving in silence, and quickly lowered my head.
“I would really appreciate it if you could do that!”
Angel. Angel has appeared!
This person is an angel! An angel!
While shouting inwardly, I quickly pushed the paper through the crack in the door as Moroccanil had said, and a small note popped out.
[Come here a month later.]
“When you arrive at that time, the medicine you ordered will be on the counter. Like this.”
“ah… … .”
Just as he said, the checkout counter had a square wooden board spread out like a display stand, and an unidentifiable stone was placed on top of it.
It seemed like Moroccanil had ordered it.
I nodded at his words and then suddenly tilted my head.
what.
“Oh, then how can I pay the price?”
Crack, crack.
At my words, Moroccanil, who was walking towards the door while pointing at the staff as if he was about to leave the store, stopped abruptly.
“Ah, that’s it.”
Then he turned his head slightly, smiled, and started walking again.
“The price was paid in advance when you made the reservation, so you don’t have to worry about it.”
“Uh, hey, wait a minute!”
“See you next time, Lady Celia Evanroir.”
“… … !”
Bang, the door closed.
I stood like a statue for a while and blinked.
‘What just happened?’
How did you know my name?
* * *
What on earth is that guy from earlier?
I put on a serious face and gently swept the stone that was in my pocket. The hard surface of the stone was felt through the cloth.
This was the stone left behind by the Dandelion Angel man named Moroccanil earlier.
‘It’s hard to get hit with seven coats of paint.’
The man who disappeared while exuding all sorts of coolness left behind the stone I had ordered, leaving it untouched.
When he came out, the store owner noticed him like a ghost and turned off the lights in the store, so he came out with a stone.
The man could not be seen as if he had already disappeared.
‘The door closed just like that, so I ended up bringing it in.’
I’m thinking seriously about what to do with this.
“Yes, you. It is too late.”
Dazar, who was sitting diagonally in front of me, mumbled.
It was because I was wandering around looking for Moroccanil and missed the appointed time with him.
“Oh, I’m sorry. “I didn’t know it had been this long.”
“Hmm.”
The next time Dazar, who was looking at me with disapproving eyes, gave me another blank look.
“Besides. “You saved her life, shouldn’t there be compensation?”
“?”
When did you save me?
I looked at him with an expression that asked if this was some kind of bullshit, and he twisted his lips.
“Do you sometimes look at me like that?”
“What eyes?”
“Eyes that see the human race.”
“haha. “What are you talking about?”
Anyway, I heard you’re very quick to notice. Unlike others, my personality is at the bottom.
When I smiled and waved my hand, he raised his eyebrows.
Then he spoke in a very confident voice.
“hungry.”
“?”
“I’m hungry.”
“What should I do?”
If you’re hungry, eat your own food. The words rose up in my throat, but I calmed down, considering that he was my in-law and the rumors Cedric had told me about him.
It was then that what Leon said suddenly passed me by.
‘My lord, I have a strange illness that prevents me from eating well. They say it’s all tasteless.’
And I also thought of Dazar, who had been secretly asking me to cook rice for him these days.
Are you asking me to cook for you now? Just as I was thinking about that, Dazar cut me off with a mumbling voice.
“That white one back then. I think there’s a problem. “Other foods felt more disgusting than before.”
“Hmm.”
“How are you going to do this?”
This gifted in-law was very kind in his request. I didn’t stop my eyebrows from curling up.
No, this bird.
I felt a little pity for him and thought about cooking him a meal, and insidious thoughts slowly took over my mind.
He said with a grin.
“I’ll give you one when I get back.”
