Chapter 39: Enjoying the Festival with Yona (2)

“Are you full?”

“Yes! I’m full.”

I gently touched Yona’s belly. Her tucked-in belly was bulging. Even the touch felt good.

It was so cute that I kept touching her belly.

“Hee hee hee hee. Ah, it tickles!”

She rubs her face on my shoulder. I thought she would hate it if I did this too much, so I stopped touching her moderately.

“Where shall we go now? Is there a place you want to go?”

“Hmm. What about you, sister? Didn’t you say you came here for the first time too?”

“I’ve been here before. Then, shall we go see a play? Have you ever seen a play?”

“Yes. I remember my dad showing it to me as a birthday present.”

A Great Duchy would have hired a whole troupe. You can enjoy a play at home even if it’s not at the theater.

But the reason I suggested watching a play anyway is because the content of the play is different.

Even if it’s the same play, the composition varies greatly depending on the content, and the things to enjoy are different.

I wanted to let her feel that joy.

“The street is close too. Let’s go.”

“Okay!”

We headed to the street where the play was taking place.

“Come see the Arwin Troupe! The actors have worked hard this time!”

“Come again. Our theater company always welcomes guests.”

“Good! Very good. The rehearsal is over, so we will enter the main stage.”

Various troupes were gathered to the extent that it was appropriate to call it a theater road.

There was even a place where plays were performed in a large tent, and there was also a troupe that enjoyed it with the citizens on the street.

The play that Yona and I will watch this time is Arnes. It is a troupe that deals with the story of the demon king and the first hero.

Arnes is one of the most famous troupes. Since it’s a play that I’m watching with Yona, I wanted to see a high-quality one.

“Hmm. The line is a little long… shall we wait a bit?”

The troupe’s line was quite long. If I were alone, I would have waited, but I’m worried about being with Yona.

So, when I was about to go see something else, someone approached.

It was a middle-aged man with a sense of age.

“Are you Baronet Rachel?”

“Who are you?”

“Ah, I’m Ness, the owner of the Arnes Troupe. I’m running it with my wife.”

“But how did you know me?”

“I’m also working for the Muelia Barony. Congratulations on becoming a baronet. The reason I’m here is to ask if you’d like to see our performance.”

I nodded. Then Ness smiled.

“Then follow me.”

“But people are lining up?”

“Nobles can pass right away.”

He kept looking around to the left and right. It was a little suspicious, but I followed him anyway because I could go right away.

So I arrived at the front seat. It’s the seat where you can see the play the best.

Ness looked around once more and whispered softly.

“Then, that, could you tell the knights about me….”

“Yes?”

“Oh, it’s nothing.”

He was startled and left.

I thought for a moment and chuckled. I understood roughly what happened.

“Sister?”

“It’s nothing. It’s starting soon.”

I stroked her hair and waited for the play to start.

The play started before long.

“Hero. Please deal with the demon king.”

“I understand. Your Majesty. I will devote myself to dealing with the demon king.”

The moment the hero in the veil revealed himself, cheers were heard from all over.

“Iron Helba! Iron Helba!”

“Ah. He’s so handsome.”

“Have me! Helba! Marry me!”

Mostly women were going crazy.

It’s an understandable reaction.

Black hair and melancholic blue eyes, he’s so handsome that he can be the male lead in a romance fantasy webtoon.

But I don’t think it’s okay to shout during the play.

“Yona. How is he?”

“Yes?”

“He’s a famous actor.”

“Hmm… but I like you better, sister!”

“Really?”

That’s commendable.

I stroked her head and watched the play. But the gaze of Iron Helba looking at me is a little strange.

‘Hey. It must be a misunderstanding.’

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The play was over.

It was more fun than I thought.

I could also know the story of the demon king and the first hero to some extent, and the quality of the play was good.

“How was it, Yona?”

“I don’t like it.” (TL: She says “별루요” which is a slang/cutesy way of saying “not good”)

“Huh? Why?”

I thought she would naturally say it was fun because she watched the play without taking her eyes off it. But when I looked at Yona, her expression was not good.

“I just don’t like it. The story was fun, but I don’t like the way the hero looks at you, sister.”

Following her gaze, Iron Helba was approaching.

“Excuse me, young lady?”

“Why are you calling me?”

“If you have time, how about dinner with me?”

“Yes?”

“Haha. You’re surprised. I personally like you as a woman‧….”

He looks at me very sensually and greasily. It made me feel dirty. The desire in his eyes was like a bug crawling.

Of course, at that time I was going to refuse. Yona stepped forward first.

“No! Sister has to go on a date with me!”

“What? Are you her sister?”

When he was about to stroke Yona’s head, I slapped his hand away.

Looking at the current situation. It’s familiar.

Not long ago, a strange nanny touched Yona and was executed.

I didn’t want to cause any trouble, and I didn’t want him to touch Yona.

“D, did you just hit me?”

“I’m a little busy.”

Fortunately, Ness, who appeared at the right timing, came and took Iron Helba.

Yona looked up at me.

“Did I do something unnecessary? If you want to eat, even now….”

The confident look I saw until just now was nowhere to be seen, and she avoids my eyes, wiggling.

She’s cute and admirable, so I picked her up.

“I also enjoy dating Yona, so don’t worry.”

“Really?”

“Of course. Of course.”

I hugged her again and left the theater.

After that, we walked around the alley and entered a nearby park.

The park was full of Hanilcho, the theme of this festival.

“Wow. It’s pretty.”

“That’s right. It’s really beautiful.”

There are three types of Hanilcho.

The first one had pure white petals that seemed to embrace the moonlight. The shape of a butterfly’s wings was spread wide.

It also has the property of reflecting sunlight, so it shone white.

The second is blue petals that embrace the sea. The petals form the shape of a jar, and a blue light twinkles inside.

It’s because of the light reflected on the white petals.

The last third was red like the midsummer sun. The heart-shaped petals are romantic.

“It’s amazing. All those petals bloom from one stem.”

“That’s right.”

It’s the most amazing part.

The shape and color of the three petals that bloom from one Hanilcho stem are different.

We walked through the park.

The fragrant scent of Hanilcho rose faintly. It’s a walk that is pleasing to both the eyes and the nose.

“Shall we sit down and watch? My legs hurt, sister.”

“Of course! Let’s sit there.”

Yona led me to a nearby bench.

I sat next to her and picked a Hanilcho nearby.

White, blue, and red flowers were twisted around.

“Was this how to make it?”

I made a flower crown, recalling faint memories.

A flower crown is a crown made of flowers, and if you make it well, it’s really pretty.

I used to make it for Gyeoul in my past life.

I often picked flowers near the hospital and made flower crowns for her, who couldn’t go outside the hospital.

Then you can smell the scent of flowers and see the flowers up close. It’s also pretty.

I remember the nurse telling me not to pick flowers.

“Ah, it’s done.”

So the colorful flower crown was completed. I put it on Yona’s head.

“How is it? Isn’t it pretty?”

“Wow. Did you make it, sister?”

“Of course. I made it.”

Yona carefully touched the flower crown and her eyes sparkled. She admires it. Her bright eyes were cute.

“I, I want to try making it too.”

“I’ll teach you. Here, like this.”

I started to help Yona.

Flower crowns look easy on the outside, but they are difficult to make. Even more so if you don’t have dexterity.

I also watched YouTube videos over and over again for a while to make this.

“And wrap this part around and to the other side.”

“Oh. Yes. What’s next.”

“Next, like this….”

I taught Yona how to do it. Yona clenched her fist with a voice full of will.

“I’ll try it! Sister, close your eyes.”

She covered my eyes with her small hands.

I chuckled and closed my eyes.

So after a while.

“It, it’s done.”

Something landed on my head.

I opened my eyes and looked at the flower crown.

Honestly, objectively speaking, I couldn’t say it was well made even with empty words.

Half of the petals were falling off, and the stems were sticking out in various places.

But.

“I-, is it strange?”

Yona, blushing as if she was ashamed, was so cute that I had no choice but to lie.

“It’s okay. It’s pretty. Let’s wear it together.”

It’s a bit embarrassing to wear it, but if it makes Yona happy, I can do anything.