I Don’t Want To Be the Main Character

29. The tired life of an insider

1.

“Baron Andres, even though there is no explicit superiority or inferiority among the nobles… I’m talking about it. Isn’t it rare for you to step out and cut it off like this?”

“Oh, now I am not a baron, but a court mage’s apprentice. I am one of the few exceptions who has the right to reside in the imperial palace.”

“And I have no problem even if I can roam around the palace freely. That’s what holding the military authority means.”

“So there’s no need to worry too much about positions, right? What’s important now is that the admiral isn’t promoting friendship, it’s magic research. You have to be faithful to your duties.”

Problem: When the golden sun and the dragon pretending to be humans are fighting each other after leaving the place, what is the most appropriate for the speaker’s feelings?

What the heck, what are these guys doing now?

In front of my eyes, a fierce fight was going on without an inch of concession.

When you say that you are giving food to Arwen, the expression is strange, and it is time to give blood.

“Miss Silfia, let’s be honest with each other. Ah, now you’re Baron Andres? It keeps changing, so it’s confusing.”

“If you misunderstand me, you both get tired, right? Could you be careful?”

“Isn’t it? I’m sorry. I got confused for a moment. So I should have changed it appropriately. If it was unified this time with the last time, it would have been comfortable without getting tired of each other.”

And the sharp battle of nerves continued with the two people who treated me like a sack of barley.

Why is everyone making a fuss here? I have to finish the research on the recovery magic materials I did earlier.

“Your tongue has grown quite long while I haven’t seen you. It’s a bad thing about humans.”

“Ahahahaha, it could be. It’s completely different from mimicry.”

I didn’t even bother going in through that gap, so I stood at the entrance and watched it.

Come on, let’s see how long you’ve been doing this for a while.

The conversation between the two people walking on a tightrope without hesitation continued to run in parallel, and as the exhausting argument continued to lengthen with no sign of ending, I had no choice but to intervene.

“You don’t have to say it around like that, right? Why don’t you just say it without saying anything cool? Since when did you say that you were a great person who cared about such things?”

“Is that really okay? If I did, I could run out of here crying.”

“Enough with both of you. That’s it.”

The conversation between the two, which reached the realm of personal attacks, stopped immediately at my words.

I would have thought it was burdensome to think that a dragon and Admiral Taeyang’s eyes were looking at me at the same time, but I had been standing at the entrance for over five minutes, unable to do anything, so I didn’t mind such trivial things.

I don’t even think about the person to give rice cakes to, so how do I know why they’re fighting among themselves?

“Stop fighting and get out of the way.”

“……Ah, yes.”

First, Rasil, who had been blocking my way, made a confused expression and moved away from her body.

After going to my desk and sitting down, it was Sylphia’s turn.

“Sylphia.”

“……Ah, yes.”

“Go out and solve it together and come back. Don’t quarrel here.”

“……..”

Sylphea, who had been glaring at Rasil in a crooked posture until just now, shut her mouth as if she had become an asshole, then quickly stood up like a newly enlisted private.

“……What are you doing coming out quickly?”

“……That’s how it should be.”

Sylpia, who warmed up the fluttering Racyl, went out of the lab first, followed by Rasil, whose eyes remained strangely regretful, before the lab became quiet.

“Whew. What is all this doing?”

In my previous life, I remembered giggling on the Internet and laughing when I saw a post like that.

And now that I have lived a life like the main character of a romance novel…… It was a more tiring life than I thought. If you’re going to fight, fight where I can’t see you. Why do you keep getting soggy around me?

2.

“That made Rick angry.”

“No, is this because of me?”

The corridor of the detached palace.

Sylpia, who dragged out the unaware Rasil, scolded her, tearing her eyes away.

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Judging by Sylpia, this was a more dangerous situation for her than she thought. More specifically, about 70% of the points earned by taking care of Rudrick’s work while he was sleeping was such a serious matter that he would forget it at once.

Considering the fact that Sylpia had accumulated a lot of feelings for her because of that act of good intentions, the situation she had just faced was quite dangerous.

“Since it’s just the two of us, let’s stop pretending to each other. Think about it, Rasil. Is it common for Rick to react like that?”

“……Yeah, it certainly wasn’t common. I remember hearing that Rick was very angry once or twice, but I’ve never seen it myself.”

“To borrow Rick’s phrase, that’s the middle of the five stages you see when you’re angry.”

“What is that?”

“Rick says that when he gets angry, he divides it into five stages. That’s average.”

Sylphia deliberately added with a serious expression.

“In the first place, Rasil, you rarely see Rick angry.”

“……That’s right. Rick isn’t the type to just get mad at someone.”

“Rick is in a moderately angry state just now. His tone is strangely harsh and cold. I’ve been observing him for years and I’ve found out, so I’m sure.”

“Even that alone, compared to the usual Rick, it’s almost like a different person…”

Racille blurted out her words.

To be precise, it was a cryptic feeling stemming from the fact that I met Rudrick again after several years, even if I couldn’t feel it, and I couldn’t openly express the joy.

Returning was both a blessing and a kind of curse at the same time. Even if they didn’t know that fact, not only Rasil but the other four would have realized it.

The memories of the time we built together are buried under the sand of time and disappear without anyone knowing except ourselves, and vague emotions take precedence, as if we are drifting alone in the vast sea.

The rapport we shared, the memories we built up, and the reality that all of them vanish pointlessly and futilely came crashing down as if to awaken the forgotten truth when it was time to look back and reminisce about the past.

“You’d better be careful for now. Don’t go out and hate Rick. Don’t install it for nothing.”

“……Isn’t that a bit harsh? You are saying that because you have an excuse to study under the same teacher.”

“I can’t say no, but humans sometimes tend to ignore the obvious.”

Sylphia’s red eyes shimmered like fireworks burning.

But, at least, what Silfia was saying now wasn’t about keeping rivals in check like before. Rather, it would have been better to say that it was advice from the heart.

As a species that lives forever, the eyes of dragons are a bit far from those of humans, who live a short, burning life like a spark.

A dragon who normally lives close to an observer in the form of play.

At least for now, though, she was just immersed in a game that puts significance in the ‘experience’ of human life itself while just sitting on the sidelines, but that wasn’t what she said.

At least her gun wasn’t gone.

“All the time you spent is only in your memory. Do you understand?”

“…….”

“Rudrick doesn’t know about the time he spent with you. Of course he doesn’t remember. All the time you and Rudrick spent was a time spent alone and isolated.”

It was cold, but it was the truth.

At least now, in Rudrick’s eyes, Rasil needed to wake up to the harsh truth that being treated like a strange person who was excited and excited by himself was everything.

“It was the five of us who returned to the past, not Ludrick. Don’t make a fuss about it alone. It will be better for you too.”

“……Yes.”

“I hope you understand. Then, find an excuse to get along with each other on your own. Don’t press on Rudrick so pressuredly.”

Leaving only those cold words behind, her Sylpia turned around and passed Rasil.

The corridor of the villa where no one goes. Rashil, who had been standing there for a long time, sighed deeply.

“Haa…”

She knew it too. Her head made sense of what she said. But she’s just been forced to ignore it.

“A wicked b*tch. What’s wrong with saying something pretty?”

Rasil leaned against her wall and laughed. And she grumbled.

“It’s like picking a wound with an awl.”

Racille, her powerless brain, shrugged her shoulders. Although she vomited, Sylpia’s advice was realistic, and Rasil was not so weak that she collapsed just because she remembered the truth she had struggled to ignore.

Pretending to be calm, Rasil moved her steps again.

Since she realized that it was not a good idea to visit her blindly and pretend to be friendly like this, she thought of finding her own way, as Sylpia said.

And at the corner of the corridor of the villa.

A silver-furred cat stuck out her head and stared at her.

Her purple eyes did not miss the back of her eyes until her brisk walking steps receded.

Eventually, after Rasil’s figure completely disappeared from her hallway.

The cat who was watching muttered softly.

“……I guess I was on the lucky side.”

It was a rare scene where the cat shook its head and muttered like a human, but at least no one was watching it.