The Villainess is a Millionaire Solver - Chapter 209

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Side Story 9

At those words, Ruellian burst into a hollow laugh.

But I’m being serious here.

As rumors about the strange man and woman who go around beating up human scum have spread widely throughout the Southern Region, the people here have become very quick to catch on. I need to come up with some fresh disguises.

“How about wandering acrobat siblings? It’s a repeat, but you enjoyed it.”

“The beggar couple was fun too, and the detective with his doddering assistant… No, let’s skip that one since it failed. Thanks to the detective being overly concerned about his assistant grandpa’s wellbeing, we got way too many strange looks.”

“But when those bastards keep approaching you, how can I just sit still?”

“You just stay still like this.”

“I can’t do that though?”

“No, where did you learn such wandering hands?”

We spent quite a while bickering and having a delightful time.

That was another wonderful aspect of this journey. As we kept experiencing new incidents, we discovered new sides of each other, and kept falling in love all over again.

The events that happened before we promised each other our future were just the tip of the iceberg – our feelings had deepened so much more.

Of course, his strong and capable side, or the trustworthiness that meant I never had to worry no matter what opponent appeared, was naturally wonderful enough to make me fall for him anew each time.

But you know what? Surprisingly, what really stuck in my heart were the very trivial moments.

For example, when I was sleeping but felt a careful presence and opened my eyes slightly to see his back as he prepared breakfast for me. With a cookbook he’d never held in his life in one hand, studying it with the utmost seriousness.

When I wanted to see the legendary silver fox so we entered a protected area where I couldn’t even use divine magic, and after wandering around suffering for nothing, I became dejected from exhaustion, sleepiness, and self-blame – somehow he knew and without saying a word, swept me up and carried me back to our lodging.

When I was so tired I collapsed in the carriage, and Ruellian, who had definitely collapsed with me, had somehow woken up alone and was holding open a book to shield the sunlight from hitting my face…

…Now that I’m organizing this, it’s all related to sleep. Could it be that I have some deep-seated resentment about sleep?

Anyway, there were so many impressive little moments that it would be impossible to list them all.

Isn’t that what life is like?

From my perspective, having died once, life doesn’t seem like something particularly grand.

It’s just like receiving a large sheet of paper each day and filling it with small sparkling moments, isn’t it?

What sparkling moments will I inscribe on tomorrow’s paper?

“Hmm, tomorrow…”

I snapped open my drowsy eyes.

“Oh right! Come to think of it, isn’t tomorrow already the 20th? I should start preparing!”

Preparing for the trip.

My heart raced.

I had completely forgotten due to the young lord’s misdeeds, but now it was time to change our stage for a while. After making a round through the southern regions, we had decided to commemorate this by departing for Arcania.

Arcania is an island that requires taking a boat for quite a while from the Southern Sea, known as a natural paradise.

The residents there only accept an extremely small number of travelers who can afford the enormous travel costs, in order to protect their mysterious pristine nature.

Even if you have money, you have to win a lottery, so there’s even a saying that only people who did many good deeds in their past life can go there. We finally succeeded after three attempts.

And we received golden boarding passes for the beautiful ship to Arcania, which supposedly comes to greet passengers along with pink dolphins.

From then on, I was so excited I couldn’t focus on anything, so after roughly finishing up in the Southern Region, we had taken lodging at the port so we could depart anytime.

Though it was a bit sad to think we’d soon be parting with the warm and kind owner couple.

“They were such wonderful people.”

“Right. Thanks to them, we stayed as comfortably as if it were home.”

We had such conversations while packing. At the marketplace full of exotic goods befitting a port, we bought large straw hats, swimwear, books to read in the shade…

Before we knew it, my legs were starting to ache.

“Sit down.”

Ruellian seated me on a bench and went to buy ice cream.

How perceptive of him. When did he see me glancing at the ice cream stand?

After waving at him as he stood in line, I took out the guidebook that the Arcania residents’ association had sent along with our boarding passes. I needed to decide in advance which programs to apply for.

“Nebula jellyfish observation? I absolutely have to do this. I want to climb the volcano too…”

While absorbed in this delightful dilemma, I suddenly felt a soft furry mass brush against my skirt.

I looked up from the guidebook.

A puppy so fluffy you couldn’t see its eyes had approached me and was sniffing around.

Its owner was a young girl who was so absorbed in talking with her friends that she noticed her dog’s escapade too late.

“Oh, I’m sorry!”

The child was startled and pulled on the leash, but the puppy that had started rolling on the ground was completely absorbed in showing me its belly and acting cute, refusing to budge. The young owner apologized again while scooping up the dog and carrying it away.

“Just leave it be…”

I muttered wistfully.

The children’s laughter as they scolded the puppy while finding it adorable tickled my ears.

Come to think of it, there were so many people on the street.

A baby just learning to walk. A grandfather clapping and walking alongside. Boys fighting over a flute they’d found, each wanting to play it. A mother coughing because wine went down wrong and her daughter nagging while patting her back…

Before I knew it, I had forgotten about the tourist guidebook and was just staring endlessly at those people.

Then suddenly white ice cream appeared before my eyes.

“Sorry I’m late. The line was so long…”

“Oh.”

I quickly took the ice cream. Ruellian sat down beside me with a grin.

“I saw a hat on the way that would really suit you.”

“Haven’t you already recommended 14 hats? Do I look like a Hydra to you?”

“Says the person who recommended over 10 pairs of shoes to me. Do I look like a centipede to you?”

“It’s a draw.”

“So let’s go try it on first.”

I don’t know what the “so” was for. Anyway, when I followed him, it really was perfect for my taste, so I ended up buying my fifteenth straw hat.

While we were at it, we bought another bag, and since we had more space, we bought more things to fill it…

Before we knew it, the day of departure had arrived.

“We’re not missing anything, right?”

“I don’t think so? Probably.”

We were checking our list once more – a list we’d reviewed dozens of times for the perfect trip – when the inn owner came up and knocked. Ruellian opened the door.

“Thanks to you, we’ve had a good time.”

“Not at all. We’re the ones who’ll miss you now that you’re leaving. We’ll say our proper goodbyes in a bit, but don’t forget to take your mail later. Actually, I came up to bring that to you, but I must be losing my mind – I left the letter downstairs and came up empty-handed.”

“A letter?”

“Just looked like a greeting letter addressed to someone named ‘Aristina’. The sender was written as ‘Home’. Anyway, when you leave later, take your time…”

As soon as he finished speaking, I rushed downstairs. There really was a scroll sent by express mail on the table, so I hastily grabbed it.

And quickly opened it.

At first I thought the paper was wet and all the letters had smudged. But when my gaze touched it, flames rose from the paper and letters appeared.

【President Aristina’s Honeymoon Approaching 400 Days! Everyone’s Words to Commemorate This】

Under that title, the first thing that caught my eye was very large, bold handwriting.

This is definitely Zikren’s handwriting.

“A letter? Are all these letters? What does it say?”

Ruellian, who had followed me down, asked. It seems he can’t see it at all.

“It’s been almost 400 days since we left, apparently. Everyone wrote a word each to commemorate it. First I can see what Zikren wrote. ‘May all your days please be…'”

After reading that far, I frowned.

“‘Please be fucking awesome.’?”

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