I’m the Sub Male Lead in Romance Fantasy, but I Don’t Like the Female Lead

71 – Summer Vacation – 4

As soon as I entered the room, I took out the letter I received from Hestia. What on earth was it about? I didn’t try, but I thought she was going crazy with curiosity the whole time we were together.

The envelope she gave me was a very luxurious item. I’ve seen it once before at a general store. Was it something magically processed to nullify all external physical interference?

Of course, it wouldn’t last if I tried my best to tear it up or cut it, but it was something that prevented it from getting wrinkled or getting wet in the rain when I just put it in my pocket.

It was too expensive to be a letter envelope, so it remained in my head. My impression was that if I was going to use something like that, I would use other means than just letters. What the hell did you prepare for while spending such expensive items?

I opened the envelope carefully. Inside was a piece of finely folded letter paper. I opened the letter.

“What is it, why is it blank?”

I looked back and forth at the letter, wondering what this is. However, no letters were written in the letter. It is completely new paper with no ink on it.

Did I put it in wrong? Should I shine it in the light? Scorched by a candle? Or should I drop a few drops of blood?

In an instant, the methods of writing secret letters that I had seen in various media flashed through my head. In the end, I couldn’t stand it and bit my thumb to bleed. The letter started flashing.

“Ah, ah. Can you hear me?”

“Aagh! It’s a surprise. What is this.”

I almost threw the letter away in surprise.

“A hologram?”

Above the empty stationery, a figure-sized Hestia was floating. I raised my finger to poke little Hestia, but my finger just cut through the air.

“Are you surprised?”

Anyway, it feels like a video letter. Her hologram on the stationery covered her mouth and she giggled.

“At first, I just thought of writing. But somehow, I want to speak directly with my own voice. So, we have specially prepared the magic of video recording. And!”

She reacted by clapping her hands alone. Maybe it’s because I’m alone, but I feel a little more shy than usual.

“Actually, I wanted to say it myself, but if that happened, I would have done it a long time ago, right?”

Hestia’s hologram shrugged her shoulders. It is so vivid that it feels like the real Hestia is right in front of you. Just a bit small in size.

It was only now that I understood everything she said about suspiciously luxurious envelopes and never opening them outside.

Well, since I prepared this kind of magic, I must have been worried that it might be damaged. I was told not to open it from the outside, and I don’t think I wanted to show it because everyone else sees it.

“Hmm, hmm. Actually, I prepared the script.”

The girl in the hologram cleared her throat a few times, then said voila and showed me a wad of paper. It was a miniature size, so I couldn’t tell exactly how many copies, but it wasn’t a normal amount. Are you reading all of that?

“But I thought that reading this as it is is no different from sending a script. You don’t have to write it down while using magic like this. So this is just, um, let’s say I’ve sorted out my thoughts, and I’ll say what I want to say.”

I left the wad of paper she was holding on her desk.

“First of all, uh… thank you.”

Hestia spat out her words and her face turned red.

“It’s embarrassing to leave it as a video. Come to think of it, I always received what Mikhail expressed from me and never expressed it. So, first of all, I wanted to say thank you. Thank you. For liking me like this.”

I fell into an indescribable mood. It should be said that it is the feeling that the love that was not expected to come back has been reciprocated. To put it a little extreme, it feels like I was getting a return from my favorite idol.

In her hologram, she patted her hands and feet. Then, with a strange sound, she disappeared.

What is this? Is it the end? I was puzzled. No, the script is very long. No matter how much you put away the script, didn’t there be as many things you wanted to say?

But my doubts were quickly resolved.

“I’m sorry. I came to wash my face for a while.”

Her bangs were damp.

“This is very, very embarrassing. Anyway! I wanted to be the first to say thank you. Conversely, if you think of me as Mikhail, it would be difficult to like a boring girl who doesn’t express anything like me.”

To be honest, I wasn’t expecting much. If you say you weren’t expecting it, then something is wrong. Would it be more accurate to say that I was thinking that there is no conscience to have expectations?

As she said, let’s think backwards. My fiancé, who had been cold to me for 10 years, suddenly insists on liking me. How many people will say, “I like you too”?

Even if you changed your mind because you were impressed by the sincere attitude of the other person, if you were like me, you would have acted coldly, telling me to have a baby, or at least said you did that to me in the past and used it with excitement.

“Oh, and again. Ah, the story of a dream.”

She smiled shyly.

“I’m not talking about the dream the professor told me about because I couldn’t think of anything. Come to think of it, I’ve never talked about something like this with Mikhail.”

Hestia briefly disappeared off the screen this time as well, and soon she came back with something. Is she a note? She had been using it for quite some time, and her hands were smeared on it. She opened the notebook and flipped through her pages.

“Tada. Can you see These are my notes.”

She showed me a page from her notebook. She was full of all sorts of unrecognizable formulas and words. She’s talking about mana cores and mana spells. I feel dizzy just looking at it.

“This is the notebook she used before entering the academy. Actually, there are many more than this, but I can’t carry them all. This is my dream To create my own new magic.”

She had guessed the last time she turned a monster into a clot of blood with a single stroke of magic, but Hestia’s level of magic seems to be much higher than I thought. I don’t know, but it’s definitely not easy for her to create new magic.

She flipped through her notes one by one with her proud expression on her face. She still had no idea what it was about.

“Why did I have this dream, um… I’m not sure either. In fact, it’s rarer to have a grandiose reason for having a dream, right? I just wanted to make my own magic ever since I was very young.”

She put her note down and pushed it away from the screen to the side of her desk.

“That, Mikhail and I decided later… Are you going to be mad?”

She stuttered her words, perhaps a little embarrassed to bring up the subject of her marriage.

“Even after I get married, I have no intention of stopping this research. She doesn’t really think Mikhail will, but she says that sometimes, after marriage, husbands block all other activities of their wives. “

Of course, but I don’t think so. Rather, I was thinking of how I could help Hestia with her research. Wouldn’t it be better to make a separate laboratory?

“If you think about it, it’s better to talk about this in advance. Or after marriage. Oh, I’m talking about this while the words came out… ”

After her words came out, she began to recite the things she wanted to do after marriage, the so-called romance of married life, and so on.

“I want to make a garden. Plant some flowers, plant some trees. Above all, flowers are often used as alchemy materials. Also, um. I want to have many children. Is this story a little early? Oh, right. And sometimes I want to go out of the castle and take a look at the people of the territory.”

You should write down everything. The garden, lots of children, and occasional visits to the villagers.

After writing it down, it’s a more simple romance than I thought. Rather than a romance, just a plan for the future? These are things she would have done even if she hadn’t said anything.

I am confident that I will listen to everything even if I tell you a more grandiose and splendid story. For example, making a room full of clothes and jewelry, or throwing a very fancy ball. Not even thinking about that is one of the reasons I like Hestia, but I could wish for something bigger.

The girl in her hologram seemed to finally open her mouth a little. After that, she started pouring out the words she always wanted to say.

“Sometimes when I’m nervous or like that, there’s something that holds my hand, right? I didn’t say it normally, but I was very grateful and it was nice.”

This kind of behavior that I usually like,

“I don’t know if you do that to Miss Cordelia or Miss Lily, but please don’t smile or be nice to other girls anymore. Michael, do you know how dangerous it is to do that to your face?”

Such an unfamiliar complaint,

“I don’t know how exasperated my mother is with her letters. He asked when the two of them got along so well and made a fuss to bring him quickly.”

Even trivial and personal stories. With a bit of exaggeration, she was the most chatty person I’d ever seen.

She talked for a while longer, then she finally put her hand on her chest and put on a refreshing look.

“Hoo! What I want to say ends here. Something makes me feel better.”

Hestia enjoyed the lingering aftertaste she felt after pouring out all the words she wanted to say.

It deserves to feel relieved. How much did you usually pile up to say? Looking at the watch, compared to the first time, the hands of the watch had moved quite a bit.

“Sure, Mikhail.”

The girl in the hologram gave her a wink at me.

“Please take good care of me in the future?”

After these words, Hestia’s appearance disappeared like ashes. The quiet room is rather awkward because her letters do not stop and she has been talking for a long time.

I looked at her letter for a long time even after her hologram disappeared. Of course, there might have been a part of her that I hadn’t seen before, or that I had heard her inner thoughts that I hadn’t revealed well, but there was a bigger reason than that.

“Wow. What about this?”

What kind of reply do I have to give after receiving such a thoughtful letter? My eyes went dark.

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