How a Hero Lives as a Writer

26 – Interlude: Angelica Louise

Angelica stopped by the hairdresser to get her hair done.

“How are you doing today, Sir Louis?”

“Well, as usual….”

Because he was a regular, the style was always similar, but the owner of the shop always asked for Louise’s opinion.

So Angelica, who was about to ask her to do it as usual, shut her mouth in a sudden thought.

ㅡ It’s pretty when you look closely. Lovely to see for a long time So are you.

“Sir Lewis?”

“Da, pet it.”

“Oh, you mean the damaged part?”

Although the owner thought it was surprising, she started to play with her hands as Angelica ordered.

‘Maybe?’

Anna, the owner of the hair salon, thought that Angelica was more beautiful than any other girl in the village.

She used to think that, looking at Angelica who didn’t look feminine, she felt sorry for Anna.

What if her hair, which she cuts off a little past her shoulders, stretched to her waist like village girls do?

Her hair fluttering in the gentle breeze will catch everyone’s attention.

The village youth may suffer from love sickness!

… But Angelica didn’t care too much about her own appearance.

Anna knew why Angelica was so indifferent to her appearance, so she felt even more sorry.

But today, for the first time in her life, Angelica brought up the idea of growing her hair a little longer.

Maybe she didn’t even know that her spring had come to her.

‘Let’s not ask.’

It seems that even Angelica herself is not sure why she said such a thing.

She wouldn’t have to scrape it to make a boil.

With that thought in mind, the owner began to carefully trim her hair.

“Auchlia is very noisy these days.”

“Yes. It’s nice to be lively.”

‘Oops….’

When the owner saw Angelica with a more gentle smile than usual, she was stunned involuntarily.

She always thought that she was beautiful, but this was to the point where she thought it was cheating.

“Anna?”

“Oh, sorry.”

Anna began to straighten her hair again.

“I can’t believe that this has changed with only two novels.”

“… Yes.”

“As expected, Aucklia is a country of literature.”

Anna chatted with her as she normally did.

But the more she did, the more her Angelica’s face became more lively.

‘No way?’

Come to think of it, recently I heard that Angelica was going out with someone.

In fact, isn’t the person Angelica has a crush on, the writer of ‘Oh My Lady’?

“It was a very interesting novel.”

“Really?”

“Yes. I especially liked the last part of the second volume.”

Whoops.

Angelica’s mouth formed an even softer line.

‘Spring has come to Sir Louis!’

She wanted to shout that, but she couldn’t let her article, her gossip, pop up on her own.

So Anna decided to curb her curiosity.

“Are you all right, Captain?”

Angelica’s hair was quite long, as only the damaged ends of her expedition had been trimmed.

Angelica must have recognized that, too, and began to caress the ends of her hair, feeling a little uncomfortable.

She might say that she cuts her hair short.

At that thought, Anna hurriedly decided to add something.

“It is said that female knights in the Empire put their hair in a net like this.”

Saying that, Anna pulled out her little headdress.

“Ummm….”

“Would you like to check it out?”

“Please.”

Anna hurriedly straightened her Angelica’s hair.

“Certainly, if this is the case, there won’t be any problem with wearing a helmet.”

Angelica nodded her head with a look of satisfaction on her face.

Anna hurriedly gave her the secret to tidying up her hair all by herself.

Angelica, who is dexterous, listened to her Anna’s explanation and she was able to straighten her hair right away.

“It’s okay.”

I don’t think I’ll ever talk about her long hair.

Anna let out a sigh of relief.

“Shall I do the hair that matches the clothes?”

“Hmm? Ah.”

‘Is there something wrong?’

She is Angelica, who is wearing clothes that are different from her usual femininity.

However, this reaction did not feel like wearing it because he wanted to.

Still, I like the original version, so I want to make it even prettier.

With that in mind, Anna decided to pluck up a little more courage.

“I don’t have to,”

“It’s only one day anyway, wouldn’t it be okay?!”

Anna cut off her Angelica and decided to go strong.

A knight is a quasi-nobility, so it is very disrespectful.

Still, Anna mustered up the courage.

Angelica slightly frowned at her Anna’s sudden action, but she sighed and nodded her head.

She’s someone she’s been close to, so she didn’t want to draw the line.

After Angelica’s reluctant approval, Anna worked her Angelica’s hair, unable to hide her slack mouth.

***

“Enough then.”

“Goodbye!”

“Whoa….”

‘Isn’t that strange?’

Angelica headed for the monastery, caressing her hair, which felt awkward for some reason.

As the monastery got closer and closer, Angelica’s steps began to get heavier.

‘I did something I shouldn’t have done.’

She is taller than most men, and even if she decorates herself, she is not that pretty.

‘Why all of a sudden….’

Angelica looked down at her own ugly hands full of calluses.

She had never felt ashamed of her hands until now.

Because these hands are meant to protect someone, and I am a knight before being a woman.

I always thought that way, but today, for some reason, this hand was strangely annoying.

In the first place, it’s not just the hands.

Unlike other women, she has a lot of muscles overall, so she weighs a lot.

The only feminine part is her breasts….

She might be a good decoration for a beautiful woman unlike herself.

However, it is not suitable for the overall ugly self.

‘They said it was a pearl necklace on a pig’s neck….’

Angelica let out a sigh as she remembered what her hero had said to her.

After walking like that, Angelica arrived at the monastery before she knew it.

“Angel noona!”

“Wow!”

When the children playing in her yard spotted her Angelica, she came running at them.

Angelica smiled bitterly, thinking that she was always an energetic child.

“Who is the author? Where has Marie gone?”

“The writer and Mari have something to talk about!”

“The priest told us to hang out with ourselves!”

‘What happened?’

“The author is reading our novel!”

‘Appreciation? Well, if it’s Marie….’

Since Marie is a gifted child in many ways, she may have also shown a talent for fiction.

Angelica thought so, and she remembered the day she came into contact with this place.

‘It was superficial.’

Angelica, who was still struggling between a knight and a woman, met the children of the monastery on her way back from her hard training.

Her children didn’t pay much attention to Angelica’s tall stature.

It is natural.

To the children, Angelica and her other adults were all giants much taller than they were.

So the children followed her Angelica, thinking that she was just her sister or older sister, her beauty.

Angelica was saved by the innocent attitude of her children, and involuntarily continued to direct her steps.

Then I met her child named Marie.

‘It was pretty….’

Marie, who had a talent for drawing, drew a portrait of her Angelica from a tree branch that fell by the side of her road.

Her tools were poor, so the lines were a mess, but in Angelica’s eyes, it was more beautiful than any other painting.

That’s also true, because in Marie’s picture of her, the shadow of her mother, who passed away early from a disease in her heart, was visible.

After that, Angelica often stopped by the monastery.

“Ah, Sir Louis!”

Angelica was feeling nostalgic for a moment when her hero appeared from inside the monastery waving her hand.

“Oh, oh oh.”

Then it froze with about 15 steps left.

‘As expected, this….’

She did something out of place.

As she thought about it and tried to loosen her hair, her hero started scratching her cheeks, blushing slightly.

“Your name value is too high today.”

“Yes?”

“It’s pretty.”

The hero had a habit of slightly raising his eyes diagonally when he lied.

But now I haven’t shown that kind of reaction.

His words were sincere.

‘That, Run….”

The hero turned his head to his side and said, “As expected, since the angel was added to the name….”

‘It’s a start again.’

When a hero brings out his embarrassing words, he has a tendency to gibberish to cover them up.

If you’re that shy, you shouldn’t even say anything in the first place.

For some reason, Angelica felt lovable.

‘What did I just… ?’

To think it’s lovely for grown-ups.

She seems to have accumulated fatigue since the expedition.

You should get some rest when you get back.

Angelica cleared her throat and collected herself.

“Hmmm. So what conversation did she have with Marie?”

When Angelica asked, the hero opened his eyes and opened his mouth.

“Sir Lewis! Why didn’t she tell Marie that she had such a talent!”

“… What are you talking about?”

“Marie is a genius. Marie is a talent that will become the star of Aucklea.”

“Are you going to kill Marie?”

“Huh? No, it’s not like that, like that Aucklea spring….”

“Just kidding.”

“This person?”

Unknowingly, Angelica felt that the corners of her mouth were loosening.

I don’t know why, but having the hero near her made her feel at ease.

“Anyway, this is Marie. Let’s hire her Marie. A painter like Marie is needed to establish a theme park.”

“Didn’t you say that children, like the students at the academy, should play with a relaxed mind? Child labor is child abuse.”

“Uh, if you put it that way, that’s….”

“Just kidding.”

“No, why are you doing this today!”

‘Sorry, Lord Bright.’

For some reason, today I want to see your troubled expression.

The hero grumbled once, then shook his head with a sigh.

“Anyway, if Marie approves, I can hire you, right?”

“Marie will like it too.”

“I hope so.”

Angelica looked intently at the hero who persuaded her Marie.

“Are you going to Marie?”

“Are you a Marie writer?”

“Angel sister. Can I be a writer too?”

“Well….”

ㅡ I, the writer, are working?

ㅡ Yes! Are you bad?

ㅡ No!

ㅡ Thank goodness!

The hero said that being with a child makes her feel hot, and she hates it.

But when she saw her laughing as she talked to Marie, she thought maybe that wasn’t the case either.

A hero might be a surprisingly good father.

My lips twitched at the thought of that.

“Angel, is something good?”

“Yes.”

“What is it?”

“Secret.”

“Ah~”

The hero finished his story.

“I will do it.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes, so I should tell the King and say that I am hiring you.”

“Mary. I’ll be back tomorrow, so tell your friends.”

“Yes!”

Marie ran to her friends with her gallantry.

The hero looked at it with satisfaction, and soon moved towards the castle.

Angelica hurriedly caught up with him.

“I hope things work out like this in the future.”

“I will.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes. Somehow it seems so.”

“Ohh, if Sir Louis is like that, then that’s it, right?”

“Yes. That’s right.”

“hahahaha!”

Angelica headed for the castle following the hero who stepped out with more force than usual.

For some reason, she kept thinking that it was a pity that the way back to the castle was a little shorter than usual.