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Is it Okay if I Leave it Like This? (3)

I rolled up my skirt and left the village chief’s house and strode past the party hall.

“Erina.”

“Uh, Merson.”

Merson, who had been listening to pictures and ideas about what kind of fireworks to shoot among the aunts and uncles, left when I arrived. Then, the sound of people calling for Merson followed.

Merson, who can shoot fireworks, quickly became the town’s fortune. Some of the villagers saw the fireworks for the first time in their lives, and others were lucky enough to see them in the capital on the emperor’s birthday, which is held every year.

In any case, it was in line with the fact that fireworks were very difficult to see in Sezaine. It was also for the village chief, but on the other hand, it seemed that they also had a little bit of fantasies or expectations about fireworks.

“Are you going to your wife?”

“Young groom, please take a look today. There are not one or two things to decide on whether to set off fireworks.”

“Yes! I like a pretty flower shape.”

“Can you shoot it so we can see it?”

“Ummm? I can comment too.”

“Rather than flowers, just Pang! phut! Just crazy shooting.”

“Young couple, what is better? Are flowers better?”

The story didn’t seem to end easily. In the end, I pushed Merson’s back slightly. Merson trudged as I pushed. But he kept turning his head and looking at me with eyes full of regret.

‘Go quickly.’

I wrinkled my nose and beckoned for him to go. Merson looked at me until the end, but as Grandma Lette’s explanation of the flower-shaped flames pouring down like a waterfall continued, Merson took his eyes off of me.

I have to climb the mountain alone today.

As I headed towards the mountain, the bustle of the village gradually moved away from my ears.

With my eyes fixed on the ground, I wandered around looking for the herb. desperately looking for it. It looked like lasers were going out of my eyes.

Tiny branches were blocking my way, but I made my way through the branches with a sharp, rough hand gesture. Oh, like a martial arts master.

As for how long I’ve been wandering around, the grasses that looked the same at first can now be seen as distinct. Hey, this one was there before? Oh, it’s my first time seeing it. Hi?

It is unclear whether or not the village chief will be refreshed by eating the medicinal herb. But why was I looking for it with my eyes overturned like this? Well… I can answer that: because my conscience and sorry for the village chief made my body move.

From my point of view, Chenin is someone that I’m angry with, but for the village chief, she is the only blood and his granddaughter that he cherishes and nurtures. I ripped off that kid’s hair and poured out abusive words… The village chief’s heart must’ve broken.

Of course, I don’t regret my actions. If I think about the village chief alone, I’m very… sorry…….

So I couldn’t stand still. I don’t know if it’s a foolish and simplistic way to do it, but action is more important than thinking. In other words, I am Don Quixote rather than Hamlet.

“Ugh.”

My back hurts. I paused for a moment in my fierce search, grabbed my waist and bent it in the opposite direction. Seeing that my eyes did not hurt even though I looked directly at the sky, time seemed to have passed.

I was stretching, surrendering my body to the aching but cool complex sensation, and a small wind tickled my hair. The sweat dripped down and lowered my body temperature.

Just then, something light and fussy touched my nose. Whoa! Bug?!

As I felt a tingle on my nose, I reflexively hit my nose. As I grabbed my nose, which must have been red, I could see something falling from the sky beneath my face.

You’re good enough to surprise me. Show me your identity… huh?

“It’s the medicinal herb!”

It looked like a bunch of blue fluff, just as Aunt Aja said! But why is it flying?!

The toots, which looked thin and insignificant, were flying under the fluff. This is not to the extent of being called a root, it is at the level of fine hair.

In any case, I reached out with the joy of discovering the herb. you are mine!

Whoo-

However, the herbs began to fly away slowly, giving themselves completely to the wind, as if teasing me. Catch me, come on.

“Wait!”

As if possessed, I ran along with the herb. It looked like it was going to be caught, but it escaped like a mouse from under my hand. Worrying that I might not be able to use it after holding it tight also contributed to the fact that I couldn’t catch the herb easily.

“Gasp! Gasp!”

Ugh, poor stamina! It got to the point where I was out of breath and my throat hurt. My body is exhausted, but when I can’t get the herb, I get annoyed.

“Shit, stop. Ugh… Ugh… … .”

Then, the herb that was cursed and moved even more vigorously, as if it was angry. I’m sorry! I’m sorry! Herb, I was wrong!

As I prayed humbly, the herb gently fell onto my outstretched hand as if it understood what I was saying. But the gentle summer wind did not stop, and the hairy roots twitched again.

I was surprised and hurriedly wrapped my arms around it and grabbed it.

“Got you.”

Laughter erupted. Knock, and it will open! Hahaha! I found Mr. Kim in Seoul and a needle on a haystack. That’s me.