(Risking My Life) Proposing to Miss Hazel - Chapter 91

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Chapter 91

‘I hope nothing happened to him.’

An unnecessary worry crossed my mind.

The Mayor of Benu, after fixing his ruined sleep habits thanks to the sleep series, worked tirelessly from 5 AM to 11 PM without a moment’s rest. His speed and accuracy were comparable to a machine.

The aide admired his master’s skill and dedication while constantly worrying that his master might fall ill.

He had recommended several times that he should work while taking breaks, but the response was always the same.

‘I’ll rest all at once.’

At first, he thought it was the usual lie. For the past 15 years, his catchphrase had been ‘I’ll rest later.’

However, a few days later.

‘Let’s plan a vacation.’

‘Are you serious?’

‘Yes. Didn’t I say I’d rest all at once?’

‘Where would you like to go for vacation…?’

‘Ruden Village would be good.’

The aide didn’t show it in front of his master, but as soon as he turned around and left the mayor’s office, he jumped for joy.

Not only was the Mayor planning his first vacation in 15 years, but he was also planning to bring his wise and beautiful wife.

As a resident of Benu, this was truly something to celebrate.

Crash!

When he heard something falling from inside the office, the aide hurriedly opened the door.

“Mayor? Mayor!”

“Mayor! Are you alright?!”

He rushed inside with the guards who were protecting the mayor’s office, all turning pale.

However, Lucas Aden was nowhere to be found.

[Taking vacation.]

All the aide found was a hastily scribbled note on the desk and a roughly torn envelope.

The aide blinked blankly at the wide-open window.

“What, what…?”

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‘Did I do something crazy?’

My hand stopped abruptly while combing my hair. I was suddenly regretting yesterday’s actions.

Sending a letter to the Mayor of Benu. It was something I couldn’t have even imagined doing a few months ago.

But…

‘If you need help or have any questions, please send me a letter anytime.’

‘Me, to the Mayor?’

‘Yes. I would be happy to receive a letter from Miss Hazel, whatever it may be about.’

‘Aren’t you busy?’

‘I’m not ungrateful enough to refuse to make time for the benefactor who saved my life.’

The Mayor’s words didn’t seem empty. Though maybe I was just enchanted by those fairy-like blue eyes and mistook it.

“Ugh.”

I don’t know. If he finds it bothersome, he just won’t reply.

Of course, I sent the letter with the desperation of grasping at straws, but if there’s no reply, there’s nothing I can do. I’ll just have to trust Felix’s mysterious plan.

I twisted my hair up to the top of my head, just like my tangled thoughts. It’s hot today, so an updo it is.

“Pretty?”

I didn’t deliberately try to style my hair this way, I just touched it as my hands moved, but the finished look isn’t bad.

I decorated my hair with the mini bouquet Felix made while sober, and put on a white dress.

It’s a summer dress with short sleeves and hem, and the material rustles coolly. It’s Anna’s latest creation that she put her heart into, and this time I paid full price for it.

While I was at it, I ordered a full set including Felix’s shirt, pants, and belt, but Felix shows no interest in new clothes.

If he had worn new clothes and styled his hair nicely today, he wouldn’t have been outdone by the Imperial Army.

As always, Felix went out with roughly combed messy hair and an old shirt. Though it smells nice because it’s cleanly washed.

Felix always smells good. Except when he’s completely drunk.

“Time to go to work.”

There’s a mountain of work to do today too.

I need to make small packaging labels for Carson’s bacon, but I don’t think I’ll have time to design them until the Imperial Army leaves.

“When will they leave…?”

I muttered as I opened the door.

Thud!

Something got caught and blue hair fluttered through the gap of the half-opened door. A pained sound burst out from beyond the door.

“Ow.”

“…?”

I was startled and slammed the door shut.

No.

No, no, no, no, no.

I must have seen wrong, right?

I’ve only seen that kind of hair color on one person in my life.

The fairy, no, the Mayor.

Lucas Aden.

Why would such an esteemed person be at our humble house…?

‘I must have seen things.’

I must have regretted sending that letter yesterday so much that I’m even seeing hallucinations.

…Though it seemed like I even heard a voice.

I took deep breaths and then carefully opened the door, poking my head out slightly.

“…Ah.”

It wasn’t a mistake after all.

Vivid navy blue hair like spilled blue paint.

Fairy-like white skin with no blood vessels, wrinkles, or pores visible.

The sickly-looking young master with even his glasses appearing frail was continuously rubbing his reddened forehead.

I looked on the verge of tears as I asked.

“Does it hurt a lot? It, it wasn’t intentional…”

It seems like I end up attacking you every time we meet. I’m so sorry, what should I do.

Fortunately, the master of Benu was as magnanimous as his reputation suggested.

“I know.”

His weary lips curved into a faint line.

His dark circles seem lighter than when we last met, but he still looks tired.

“Just a moment.”

I went into the house to find ointment for bruises.

If even a single blemish appeared on the Mayor’s flawless jade-like skin, the women of Benu would come running to kill me.

Creak, this time I deliberately opened the door slowly.

The Mayor stepped back one pace in sync with the door’s opening speed. Fortunately, the mishap of attacking his precious forehead twice didn’t occur.

When I gave an awkward smile, the Mayor responded by lifting the corners of his mouth.

It was the awkward smile characteristic of someone who doesn’t often use the muscles needed for smiling.

‘The Count’s smile seemed natural though…’

Count Cedric’s gentle smile suited him quite well compared to his usual cold-blooded demeanor.

So much so that anyone would mistake him for naturally being that kind of person.

“I’ll apply some ointment for you.”

I generously applied ointment to my finger and reached toward his reddened forehead.

His greatly dilated blue pupils wavered as if flustered. My hand stopped in mid-air just before touching his forehead.

“My hands are clean… I washed them before coming out.”

“…”

“Ah… would this perhaps be rude?”

Just as I was about to pull my hand back due to this belated realization, he bent his upper body and brought his forehead to my fingertips.

That sight somehow looked like a monster… no, a puppy bringing its head forward asking to be petted, making me burst into light laughter.

The cool gel-type ointment spread across his forehead in circular motions. I thought he hadn’t hit it that hard, but looking again, his entire forehead was red.

Wondering how far I should apply the ointment, I decided to just cover everything and scooped up more ointment to apply.

This time he closed his eyes before my hand could touch him. His thick eyelashes swayed gently in the subtle breeze.

“It’s cool, isn’t it.”

“It’s warm.”

“…That can’t be right. This is ointment for reducing heat. Don’t tell me I applied the wrong…”

“It’s cool. I misspoke.”

When I removed my hand, he swept his bangs up so his hair wouldn’t touch the ointment.

With his forehead fully exposed, he looked much less mature than when I had met him before.

Not that he looked old, but rather dignified, I suppose. Like his appearance now suited his position. Something like that.

I fidgeted with my awkward fingers before speaking first.

“By any chance… did you come all the way here after receiving my letter?”

Though it was a somewhat self-conscious statement, I couldn’t think of any other reason.

He nodded readily without giving me a chance to feel embarrassed about my comment.

“I came without sleeping a wink.”

“How did you…”

“Through the path your brother cleared. Even if that path hadn’t existed, I would have found a way to come.”

This time my gaze wavered. I had hoped it wasn’t true, but it really was.

Why would he go to such lengths.

The question I couldn’t bring myself to voice aloud lingered at my throat.

As if reading my doubt, he willingly answered.

“Because I want to be of help to Miss Hazel.”

His smile as he gently closed his eyes was quite natural.

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