It’s Been 500 Years as an Extra, and the Original Story Still Hasn’t Begun - Chapter 3

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500 Years as Just an Extra,

The Original Story Still Won’t Begin

Episode 003

“Eat slowly.”

“Yes!”

How long had it been since she sat across from someone during a meal?

With her chin resting on her hand, Ailesia watched the child constantly moving her small mouth.

“Is it delicious?”

“Yes!”

Before long, the bowl that had contained stew was empty. The child rubbed her now rounded belly with a completely relaxed expression.

“My name is Ailesia Milenov. What’s your name, little lady?”

She asked just to confirm the facts, just in case. The child’s eyes widened as she raised her hand brightly and answered.

“Elenora! Uncle calls me Elly!”

“Elenora. That’s a pretty name.”

“Um, but.”

“Hmm?”

Elenora suddenly became cautious, fidgeting with her fingers. It was such a cute sight that Ailesia couldn’t help but smile brightly.

“What should I call you? Fairy?”

“I told you I’m not a fairy.”

“Then sister?”

“…Mmmmm.”

Oh God, why do you give me such troubles and suffering? Ailesia let out a long groan.

Of course, based on appearance alone, “sister” would be the most appropriate title.

‘But I do have a conscience…’

When she was possessed, Master had told her she was 703 years old, and she had lived for slightly over 500 years since then.

By this world’s standards, she was a whopping 1,200 years old. Even counting just the age she actually experienced, she was at least 500 years old.

With such an age difference, she felt sorry to be called sister.

‘What would be a title that the child wouldn’t feel uncomfortable with, that’s easy to understand, and sounds natural to others?’

While struggling with this thought for a moment, an idea suddenly came to her.

“How about teacher?”

“Teacher?”

Perhaps because she had attended university and volunteered at orphanages in her spare time, it was the most familiar title to her ears.

Also, it would be easy for the child to understand, and there would be no problem with others hearing it.

“If Elenora is okay with it-“

“Teacher Ailesia!”

Before Ailesia could even finish her sentence, Elenora cheerfully shouted.

Whatever made her so happy, the child pressed her cute little fists to her cheeks and giggled.

“…Um, Elenora.”

“Yes!”

“Te, teacher would like to… could I hug you just once?”

Unable to resist Elenora’s cuteness, Ailesia asked in a trembling voice. Then Elenora immediately ran to her side and spread her arms wide.

“Please hug me, teacher!”

Is this a dream or reality? That Elenora was hugging her neck tightly and rubbing her face against hers. Whether she stroked her head or patted her back, she just smiled happily.

‘It was worth waiting 500 years…!’

Feeling like she might unsightly shed tears, Ailesia quietly sniffled.

Today marked the third day since she started living with Elenora.

Despite her excited heart, Ailesia couldn’t help but feel puzzled.

‘Was the Elenora in the original story this kind of character?’

Like a chick following its mother hen, Elenora always followed behind Ailesia.

It wasn’t easy for a child who was only five years old to readily open her heart to an adult she’d just met.

When she lived as Hwirin and volunteered at orphanages, it was always like that. No matter how kindly she treated them, most children couldn’t even make proper eye contact.

Only after showing persistent and consistent attitude would they finally start talking, and simple physical contact like holding hands or hugging took even more time.

But Elenora showed no wariness whatsoever, which was strange.

‘…Maybe she’s suffering from lack of affection. Uncle and Grandmother are so busy.’

Actually, that didn’t matter much. Just looking at her was delightful, and just hearing her voice was blissful.

“Teacher Ailesia!”

“You don’t need to add the name.”

“Then just teacher!”

Every word she heard made her heart pound so much she could barely contain it. The way she held her hand tightly as if she’d never let go and blinked her eyes was just so pretty.

She even acted spoiled like real family, so Ailesia, who was Elenora’s fan, never stopped smiling.

What on earth was the witch in the original story thinking? Imprisonment and abuse? Where was there anything to torment this cute and adorable child?

‘Well, she wasn’t a disposable villain for nothing, right? She’d have to be crazy.’

…Ah, that was me. Feeling awkward for no reason, she twirled her hair around her finger.

“But, Elenora.”

“Elly!”

“…Huh?”

“Elly likes Elly better!”

My goodness, this little cutie speaks so well with such a clear voice!

“Ri, right. Elly.”

“Yes, teacher!”

Feeling dizzy for a moment, Ailesia took a deep breath and barely managed to ask.

“Don’t you want to go home?”

“Home?”

Even without waiting for the Grand Duke to come looking, Ailesia was perfectly willing to take Elenora home. She was already familiar with this world’s geography and knew exactly where to go.

“I want to go, but I want to stay here.”

“Huh? Would that be okay?”

“I like being with teacher. Uncle will come anyway.”

Elenora showed her the pendant she was wearing around her neck. She also explained that if she had this, Uncle would find her on his own.

‘That’s the necklace the witch threw into the Lake in the original story.’

If it was a special magic tool, there’s no way she wouldn’t have known about it.

Ailesia, who was examining the necklace closely with a puzzled expression, paused.

‘…It’s half broken.’

No wonder Termion had such a hard time in the original story. Clicking her tongue lightly, she took out a small box.

“You might lose it, so how about we put it in here?”

“Good!”

It would be troublesome if she interfered and the story flowed in a different direction from the original.

‘Well, if I want to properly change the content, I’ll have to meet Termion.’

She quietly placed the small box containing the necklace on the shelf.

“Then in the meantime, you can eat delicious food with teacher and play with friends.”

“Friends? Like Wolf Friend and Bear Friend from last time?”

“You’ll be able to meet other friends soon too. Everyone’s been too busy to visit lately.”

Elenora tilted her head and asked in a curious voice.

“Teacher, you can talk to animals and know where they are and what they’re doing?”

“Of course, I know everything.”

“How so?”

“Hmm, well that’s…”

How should I explain this? No matter how I put it, it would be hard for the current Elenora to understand.

After thinking for a moment, Ailesia gave an appropriate answer suited to a five-year-old’s level.

“It’s because Teacher is a kind and super strong witch.”

“Kind and super strong… witch?”

Elenora, who had been tilting her head, suddenly cried out in surprise.

“Teacher, you were a witch? Not a fairy?”

“W-well, sort of?”

I realized my mistake after using the expression ‘super strong,’ but it didn’t seem to be the important issue here.

‘This is difficult, protagonist.’

Had I underestimated the world of a five-year-old too much? Ailesia quietly sighed inwardly in reflection.

If we were going out to play, I had to finish the housework first. Perhaps because I’d been neglecting it while focusing on Elenora these past few days, the messy state was quite bothersome to look at.

‘I should start with cleaning and laundry.’

The broom swept the courtyard by itself with swish-swish sounds, and the laundry piled in the basin flew up piece by piece to hang on the line. Meanwhile, Ailesia waved her hand to neatly pull out the weeds in the courtyard.

Elenora, who had been watching this for a while, tugged firmly at Ailesia’s sleeve.

“Teacher.”

“Yes?”

“Teacher, your hands sparkle with light, you talk with animals, and you’re super pretty like a fairy.”

“I… suppose?”

It felt like something unnecessary was added at the end.

Ailesia smiled awkwardly as she met Elenora’s eyes.

“Can Elly do that too?”

“That?”

“Elly wants to try making sparkles from her hands too.”

Does this child have an interest in magic? Seeing Elenora’s bright, sparkling eyes, Ailesia fell into thought for a moment.

‘She’s definitely one of the top three geniuses in the original story.’

Whether thanks to protagonist buffs, Elenora showed exceptional talent not only in swordsmanship but especially in magic.

Her growth rate was so fast that even Elenora’s grandmother, the strongest mage in the Duchy, and the Magic Tower Master who appears in the middle of the original story would have to acknowledge her superiority.

“Do you want to learn magic?”

“Elly wants to become a super strong witch like Teacher!”

“…You don’t necessarily have to become a witch.”

It’s not something you can just become by wanting it either. Even Ailesia herself had been questioning her own identity for quite some time.

‘I don’t even know how to cast curses in the first place.’

Ailesia bent her knees and crouched down low. Elenora really liked this position where her bottom was almost touching the ground.

“Learning anything is a good thing.”

Ailesia, having matched her eye level, gently stroked Elenora’s head and asked.

“What do you want to do once you become super strong?”

“Umm.”

Elenora wiggled her fingers and hesitantly opened her mouth.

“Uncle…”

“Uncle?”

“I’ll help Uncle.”

“How sweet of you.”

At Ailesia’s beaming smile, Elenora continued in a slightly louder voice.

“Uncle is always busy. He has to protect Elly, protect the people living in the Duchy, and protect the retainers too.”

“What a wonderful uncle.”

“But then… who protects Uncle?”

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