The Hero is Standing in My Way - Chapter 4

“………… ”

 

Holding my beating chest, I didn’t even notice that he was copying me.

 

“What is fuck?”

 

I couldn’t hide my embarrassment when Siegfried glanced at me and asked. From his reaction, it was clear that this was the first time he had heard of this word.

 

···What did I just teach the male lead?

 

I had no choice but to shut up Siegfried’s mouth continuously chanting fuck.

 

“N-naughty! That’s a bad word. Your Majesty the Prince can’t use such a word.”

 

“······.”

 

Siegfried frowned as if he’s suspicious.

 

No matter how much I looked at that, it seemed like, ‘What nonsense are you talking about when you say it yourself?’

 

Communication was possible with just the look of your eyes. I knew it for the first time today.

 

“Why do you say it’s a bad word?”

 

Siegfried grabbed my hand and asked.

 

I mean. I couldn’t find anything else to reply.

 

“W-why did you call me?”

 

So I just decided to dismiss it.

 

Siegfried didn’t just push his face, he grabbed my sleeve and pulled it towards him.

 

I was looking at Siegfried with my body standing up.

 

“Your Majesty the Prince?”

 

“I-it’s nothing.”

 

Siegfried stuttered and shook his head. It seems that they caught me involuntarily.

 

He was visibly shaking. His purple eyes shaking.

 

“Please tell me it’s okay.”

 

“N-nothing. It’s really nothing. I just like your hands all of a sudden.”

 

Siegfried said so and let go of my cuffs. He repeatedly folded and unfolded my hands with a puzzled expression.

 

“Oh! You can’t do that. I’ve wrapped my handkerchief around.”

 

I clacked my tongue and wrapped Siegfried’s hand. I made my fist clenched and he looked up and stared at me.

 

Wow, it’s prettier when you see it up close.

 

The purple eyes were bright like amethyst. Siegfried’s eyes were more beautiful than any jewel I had ever seen.

 

“You’re really beautiful…….”

 

So I couldn’t help but say this. I stared at his deep pupils as if possessed.

 

Then Siegfried took off my hand and stepped back.

 

He licked his lips a few times and said as if he had made a big decision.

 

“…I don’t think it sounds good to hear from you.”

 

“Does that mean that I am a beautiful woman?”

 

“…..”

 

“Yes?”

 

“I-I don’t really mean it like that.”

 

“No, but it’s pretty, right?”

 

I asked, tilting my head to the side. There was a need to hear a definite answer.

 

The fact that he felt unpleasant as soon as he saw my face became a scar on my heart.

 

I got a little closer as Siegfried retreated. Then his ears began to tinge red.

 

It didn’t look like that because of the sunset. What. Do you have any immunity to women?

 

Ah, it’s possible…if they each became princes. He was so visibly embarrassed.

 

“……I need to go first.”

 

“I want to hear the answer first.”

 

“I’ll be going.”

 

Siegfried said as if he was throwing me away. I thought we became a little close.

 

I was forced to get up from my seat. This time he didn’t stop me either.

 

*******

 

When I returned to the room, I sat on the vanity and brushed my hair. Blonde, as if melted honey and applied it, is wavy until the middle of my back.

 

My peach-colored eyes slowly flickered. I smiled with satisfaction as I removed my golden lashes from under my eyes.

 

“I’m in trouble. So pretty.”

 

This was definitely a beautiful woman.

 

I especially liked the white skin, fine features of the face, and the tail of the mouth that was slightly raised as if smiling even when I wasn’t moving.

 

How can Siegfried said he’s offended by seeing me like this? I really try to forget, but I can’t.

 

As I watched my face for a long time, darkness was already sinking outside.

 

I woke up and searched the dressing room.

 

I was thinking of going out tonight after a long time.

 

The hallway was dark as I walked out wearing the old dress and shoes I had hidden from the maids.

 

It was obvious that if I was caught leaving late at night, it would be annoying. I crept out of the mansion.

 

The place I reached over the wall was a bar in the neighborhood.

 

I like the rustic atmosphere here, so I often went out to drink at night like this.

 

“Please give me the usual drink.”

 

I said, winking at the bar owner. As I was rummaging my pockets, I suddenly remembered that I didn’t bring my wallet.

 

I was so busy watching my face that I left my wallet behind.

 

“What. I have no money. Could it be trauma?”

 

“You’re a regular, but there’s nothing that doesn’t work. If you are a maid of the count, you have enough guarantees!”

 

The owner of the bar laughed openly and beckoned to sit at the table and wait.

 

I nodded, asking if I could pay it back, when someone who appeared from behind laid the money down in front of me.

 

“I will pay for it, so please order as much as you want.”

 

“Really? So, can I drink the whole bottle?”

 

I turned my head towards the person.

 

The silver-haired man was looking down at me.

 

“I’ll drink well, thanks.”

 

“How much will you drink.”

 

“I’m going to drink it in a bottle.”

 

I mean, why do you laugh. I raised one eyebrow. Then he shook his head as if he couldn’t stop me.

 

“You do that. Instead, you should be my partner.”

 

The man said with a smile. Nothing difficult. I asked the man.

 

“Fine. Name?”

 

“Kilian Epression. You?”

 

“Not Ariel… Ellia.”

 

“It’s Ariel.”

 

“No. It’s Ellia.”

 

First of all, I tried to use a pseudonym because it was the first time I saw him, but I couldn’t even cheat because the words came out vain.

 

The man noticed that and didn’t believe me at all.

 

“Nice to meet you, Ariel.”

 

“It’s Ellia.”

 

“Then it’s Ariellia.”

 

“It’s not funny, really.”

 

“I hear a lot of that.”

 

I was fortunate that he was already listening to it a lot. I took a bottle of alcohol from the pub owner and took a seat with Killian.

 

“You, you aren’t from here right?”

 

“How did you know?”

 

“Because of the accent?”

 

“Oh, well.”

 

Killian shrugged. Then he asked as if he had come to mind.

 

“I heard you are the Countess’s maid.”

 

It seemed like he heard what the pub owner said. In fact, everyone would be cautious when my identity, who is the countess’s young lady, became known.

 

So, when I secretly exited the mansion like this, I purposely pretended to be a commoner.

 

“That’s right, I wonder how much sassy is that young lady.”

 

“Is that so? I heard that she’s a great beauty. Like Arielia.”

 

“Well, it’s not like I’m going to go anywhere.”

 

I shrugged my shoulders. Killian’s eyes brightened like he’s interested.

 

“Then, I heard that a dear guest has been staying from a while ago.”

 

Huh? I wonder how, Killian, who’s surely an outsider, knows it.

 

I slightly frowned. But before long he opened his mouth pretending to be calm.

 

“I guess you have a lot of questions about the Countess.”

 

“Isn’t the circumstances of high-ranking people the greatest concern of commoners like us?”

 

Killian poured alcohol into my glass as if it were a trivial question. As I was just fiddling with the glass, he opened his mouth again.

 

“By the way, is Arielia allowed to be out at such a late hour?”

 

“Oh, it doesn’t matter if you don’t get caught.”

 

“Well, I heard that the mansion is quite heavily guarded. Is there a secret passageway to escape from their eyes?”

 

This guy, why so much interest in the mansion.

 

Many people show curiosity when it comes to maids who work for counts, but they are not curious about that.

 

“If I tell you that, it will no longer be a secret.”

 

I deliberately cut off the conversation, drank and made an expression of indifference.

 

As if conscious of my reaction, Killian stopped questioning about the mansion. After talking about this and that, the bottle gradually went down.

 

It was around the time I couldn’t hide the yawning that keeps coming out. Killian first suggested me.

 

“Should we stop and go? I think you’re drunk.”

 

“It’s not exactly that, but it’s late, so I’ll go now.”

 

I refused the touch he extended. Maybe I was too determined, but Killian smiled a little embarrassed.

 

“It’s late at night, I’ll take you home.”

 

“It’s okay. The house is also close.”

 

“But still.”

 

“A sloppy man is not cool.”

 

“…Oh, then I can’t help it.”

 

A look of regret appeared on Killian’s face and disappeared.

 

“Go in carefully. Roads are dangerous at night.”

 

Killian said as he stepped out of the bar. I waved not to worry. Killian again laughed and waved back.

 

It was the moment I turned my back, thinking that he wouldn’t bother following me.

 

In Killian’s arms, a thick-dried piece of paper fell with a special sound.

 

“What is that?”

 

I bowed down and picked up the paper. Killian hurriedly reached out to me.

 

“Would you like to return it?”

 

“What is it?”

 

Feeling puzzled, I opened up a piece of paper that had already been half unrolled. And in shock, he hardened his shoulders.

 

Why does Killian have this?

 

There was a boy on the paper. It also has a dark hair and tear spots under his left eye.