A long-haired beautiful man whose brilliant blonde hair was hanging down.
He had porcelain-white skin and red lips.
Plus, look at the eye smile. A clean and friendly eye smile that looks like it can captivate any person. Watching the corners of the 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 myself together because of the glow emanating from his face.
Because I fell for his face….. Absolutely not. It’s because his appearance was unusual.
‘There’s no way a face like this didn’t appear in the original novel!’
The face of the frighteningly handsome man troubled me greatly.
The romantic fantasy’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 novel.
If that’s really the case.
‘He might be someone to beware of.’
Because there are all kinds of characters in the world of the novel. Perhaps because I suddenly became impatient, because my lips moved of their own accord.
“Uh. Hey, I’m sorry for asking at our first meeting but what’s your name?”
“You’re asking my name?”
Seeing the man’s purple eyes widen, I waved my hands.
No, am I crazy?
Why would I ask someone I’m meeting today for the first time their name?
“Ah. No. I said the wrong thing. I’m fine so you don’t have to worry.”
Blonde hair and eyes that resemble amethyst. An uncommon combination of looks. I’m sure I would have remembered him if he had appeared in the original novel.
‘By the time Axion grows up, he will be middle-aged…..’
So he would be a handsome middle-aged man?
Anyway, the important thing is that although there were quite a few handsome middle-aged men who appeared in the original novel. None of them had this kind of appearance.
‘Then, an extra?’
This face?
I stared at his perfect face in disbelief and then shook my head.
‘Then, although I can’t believe it, he is definitely an extra.’
Even though I searched my mind thoroughly, he wasn’t in my memories. Seeing as there wasn’t anything different in Celia’s memories, he probably isn’t an important person.
“Umm. No. I don’t know why, but I want to tell you my name.”
“What?”
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 Morrocanil.”
“Morro….canil?”
I think I’ve heard of it somewhere.
It’s a name that doesn’t especially remind me of a character in the original novel.
“Yes, Morrocanil. It’s a bit unusual for a man’s name, right? My mother loved wildflowers.”
“Oh…”
Wildflowers?
After quickly searching Celia’s memories, I discovered that a wildflower called morrocanil existed on this continent.
‘It’s a flower that looks similar to a dandelion.’
The wildflower that came to mind looked almost identical to a yellow dandelion.
“She gave me that name 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 Morrocanil’s mother had difficulty distinguishing colors.
“Ah, I see. Haha.”
“Then may I ask you this time?”
“My name?”
Morrocanil shook his head gently.
“No. What brought you to this store?”
Huh? Not my name?
I, who, since I asked his name, naturally thought he would ask for my name, failed at trying to spit out my name in a cool way.
“Uh… Um, I came to buy something.”
“What thing?”
Morrocanil turned slightly, took a piece of brown paper from the counter, and grabbed a pen.
It was as if he was going to write down what I said.
“Oh, I’m going to build a farm. Something that eliminates pests while minimizing the negative effects on plants and is not harmful to humans… That type of medicine.”
“Ahh, I see.”
Scribble scribble. Morrcanil wrote down what I said, folded the paper neatly, and handed it to me.
He grinned as he looked at me receiving it unconsciously.
“Unfortunately, I am the first and last customer of this store today.”
First and last?
What does that mean?
“What? Uh, but isn’t it still open?”
“This place is strictly reservation-only. It will be difficult to get what you want today.”
“….!”
A reservation system! I didn’t know that!
“And as far as I know, the reservations are already about a year behind….”
Gasp.
Morrocanil, 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.
“Don’t worry. The order I reserved is next. I think you can take that position instead.”
“Eh… What?”
Huh?
What did you just say?
Morrocanil carefully grabbed my hand, held the paper, and gently guided me to his side.
One step, I went closer to him.
“Just stick that piece of paper under the door and your reservation will be complete. The owner of this store is quite picky about making reservations, and he even remembers the handwriting of the person making the reservation, so I wrote it instead.”
“No, it’s ok….”
No, no. That’s not right.
It isn’t okay. Pests are the worst for rice farming! You must not decline!
I gently closed my mouth, which had been open and about to speak, and quickly lowered my head.
“I would really appreciate it if you could do that!”
Angel. An angel has appeared!
This person is an angel! An angel I say!
While shouting inwardly, I quickly pushed the paper through the crack in the door as Morrocanil had said, and a small note popped out.
[Come to this place a month later.]
“When you come back then, 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 unidentified stone was placed on top of it.
It seemed like Morrocanil had ordered it.
I nodded at his words and then suddenly tilted my head.
Wait.
“Ah, then how can I pay for it?”
Crack, crack.
At my words, Morrocanil, who was walking towards the door while pointing his staff as if he was about to leave the store, stopped abruptly.
“Ahh, that.”
Then he turned his head slightly, smiled, and started walking again.
“The price was paid in advance when I made the reservation, so you don’t have to worry about that.”
“Oh, hey, wait a minute!”
“See you next time, Lady Celia Evanror.”
“…..!”
Bang, the door shut.
I stood there like a statue for a while and blinked.
‘What just happened?’
How did you know my name?
* * *
What on earth was that guy just then?
I put on a serious and gently stroked 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 Morrocanil earlier.
‘You are indeed clumsy.’
The man who disappeared while exuding all kinds of coolness left behind the stone he had ordered, leaving it untouched.
When he stepped out, the store owner, who I’d recognized as a ghost, turned off the lights of the store and quickly came out with the stone.
The man could not be seen as if he had already disappeared.
‘The door closed just like that, and in the end, I ended up bringing it.’
I was thinking about what to do with this with a serious face when:
“You. It’s too late.”
Dazar, who was sitting diagonally in front of me, mumbled.
It was because I wandered around looking for Morrocanil and missed the appointed time with him.
“Ah, I said I’m sorry. I didn’t know it had been this long.”
“Hmph.”
It was right after Dazar who looked at me with disapproving eyes, gave me another blank look.
“And besides. I saved your life, shouldn’t there be some compensation?”
“?”
When did you save me?
I looked at him with an expression of what kind of bullsh*t is this, and he twisted his lips.
“You sometimes look at me like that.”
“What look?”
“Like you’re looking at human scum.”
“Haha. What are you saying?”
Anyway, at least his sense is quick. Because, unlike others, his personality is at rock bottom.
When I smiled and waved my hand, he raised his eyebrows.
Then he spoke in a very confident voice.
“I’m hungry.”
“?”
“I said I’m hungry.”
“What do you want me to do?”
If you’re hungry, you can eat when you want. The words rose up in my throat, but I calmed down considering that he was my in-law and the rumors Cedric said about him.
It was then that what Leon had said suddenly passed by.
‘Our lord has a strange disease that prevents him from eating well. He says everything tastes bad.’
And I remembered Dazar, who had been furtively asking me to cook rice for him these days.
Are you asking me to cook for you right now? Just as I was thinking this, Dazar spoke in a muffled voice:
“That white thing back then. I think there’s a problem. Other foods seem more disgusting than before.”
“Mmm.”
“What are you going to do about this?”
This sucky in-law really asks so nicely when asking for a favor. I didn’t stop my eyebrows from raising up.
No, this bastard.
I felt a little pity for him and thought about cooking him a meal, and an insidious thought slowly took over my mind.
I said with a grin:
“I’ll give you one when we get back.”
