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

79 – Summer Break – 12

Cordelia led me throughout the dance. It was me, I didn’t learn it anyway, and it didn’t matter much since Mikhail’s body told me to do it, but she did find her lead a little strange.

“I am very used to leading.”

“Is it weird?”

Cordelia She looked a little embarrassed, as if she was aware of it herself. This is because, in this world, the perception that leading the dance is, of course, a man’s role.

I immediately denied it. Because you don’t have to dance passively, unconditionally matching your partner just because you’re a woman. It was a rare case, but I didn’t think it was unusual.

“No. I just asked because I thought it was rare.”

“When I first learned, I also learned to follow. But it seems there is no reason to dance while being led.”

She slurred her words. There is nothing to dance while being led, the culprit is obvious. Wilhelm Again, is it you?

I think the main character must have been the main character. It’s been a while since I sent you home, but when I’m bored, the name still pops up.

Considering the worst relationship between Wilhelm and her, the two of them would never have danced together. She wouldn’t have been big enough to propose to the prince’s fiancée to dance. No wonder she never danced while being led by someone else.

“But for that kind of thing, you are good at dancing.”

I understood that there was no time to dance. But that didn’t explain why she danced so well while leading her dance.

At my question, Cordelia looked at me with eyes asking what she was talking about.

“That’s because I usually danced with Hestia.”

“Ah.”

Again I don’t know my past. I just chose to keep my mouth shut. I thought the atmosphere would become more awkward if I kept talking about strange things.

Perhaps I was no different from Wilhelm. Hestia couldn’t dance even with me, and other men wouldn’t have approached her like that. Well that means she ended up like this after dancing so hard among the girls that she couldn’t dance with her partner.

Oh. But for that matter, Hestia’s dancing skills are….

“That’s a little better too.”

Cordelia looked like she knew what I wanted to say.

“Are you saying that makes it better?”

“Even if you step on the top of your foot hard, you maintain the form of the dance.”

I fell into an indescribably strange feeling. You mean you weren’t even dancing before that?

Cordelia glanced in the direction of Hestia and opened her mouth.

“Even if Hestia pretends not to be like that, she doesn’t have a side of her that yearns for something like something out of a romance novel, right?”

“I do.”

Cordelia wasn’t in a position to talk about that either. The person who decided to take classes for a semester after seeing the main character of the novel. Who is looking at who and saying that. But for now, I silently agreed with her words.

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Moreover, it’s not exactly wrong. It’s something she sometimes feels, but Hestia should say that she dreams of a situation where her heart tickles like that even though she pretends not to do what Cordelia said. There are many aspects of her that I admire. It is said that her friend resembles her, and she may be secretly devouring such novels.

“That’s why I really like dancing at a ball or something.”

It was like that during the entrance eve before. She was staring at the stage, so I asked her to dance with me, and she was so happy that she wanted to die. It’s kind of cute when you think about it like this. A perfect person has a weak side somewhere, so the cuteness is doubled.

Cordelia giggled happily.

“I can’t dance dirty on such a subject. I had a hard time somehow making them dance like humans.”

“Thank you for your hard work.”

At my words, Cordelia laughed incredulously.

“Isn’t that really too much? As soon as I raised them with difficulty, they take them away.”

“Thank you for raising me.”

Somehow, it became like a conversation between a son-in-law and a father-in-law who came to ask for permission to marry. Me and her laughed at the same time.

“Shall we take a break?”

Cordelia continued to chatter, and her breathing seemed to be straining her dancing. I nodded her head at her suggestion.

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Me and Cordelia sneaked out of the crowd of dancers. I decided to ask about the part that bothered me a little while I was out to rest.

“Is it okay if I dance alone with me?”

“What are you talking about?”

At my words, she put on a puzzled expression.

“I wonder if I want to dance with Hestia after a long time. Didn’t you take it away earlier?”

“No no no. It’s not?”

She was startled and shook her head. Rather, I was embarrassed. No, is it something to deny so strongly?

“Isn’t that something you hate too much?”

“No, it’s not like that. No way anyway Hestia also conceded to me today saying that you did a good job.”

Cordelia fired at them, not holding her breath. It’s a bit like saying that I gave it up and it wasn’t anything, but I understood roughly what he meant. It can be said that she gave her a chance to play with me to her heart’s content without worrying about them. I saw Hestia and Seol-ah in the distance at her words. They seem to be not paying attention to this side, and they are laughing and playing well among themselves.

Cordelia fanned her hand to see if she was hot because her face was flushed red. I don’t know if it’s because it’s hard, because of the heat of the fire, or because it’s embarrassing to dance with me. She said as she fanned it with her hand.

“After. Is it because it’s been a while? It’s a little tough.”

“Your stamina seems to have improved compared to before.”

She is Cordelia, who jogs together every morning and trains separately. From my point of view, I don’t really want to write an article, and I have the feeling that she’s working too hard, but she wants to do it.

“That’s by the way. But it’s strangely difficult today.”

“Isn’t that because you’re nervous?”

“No!”

Cordelia was furious at my words. She is 100% stoked by that and is doing that. Looking closely, she used to make a louder noise when stabbed.

“Why am I nervous?”

Why? It’s because you like me

I was about to answer without thinking, but I kept my mouth shut. Somehow, she was getting along as if nothing had happened, but she liked me and I had no intention of accepting her feelings. Especially if I’m using it as a joke.

“Looking at you so angry, you seem to have recovered your stamina. Would you like to dance more?”

“When did you get angry?”

Cordelia took my outstretched hand.

“What, I did it, why don’t you do it?”

“What are you talking about?”

“Let’s dance a song, lady, something like that.”

That’s a difficult request. I lowered my voice as much as I could and spoke in a heavily buttered voice.

“Would you like to dance a song, Miss Cordelia?”

“Ugh. Greasy.”

Cordelia crumpled her face in disgust.

“What is it? He did what people asked him to do.”

“As expected, I like it better than usual.”

She smiled and took my hand.

“Good.”

“You were going to say yes in the end, right?”

“Don’t grumble.”

I took her hand and moved right under the fire again. Looking at it, it seemed like there was a reason why it had to be there. If I ask to go somewhere else anyway, the seed will not be eaten.

“I heard it was hot.”

“If I asked you to go somewhere else, you wouldn’t have listened.”

“Yes, but.”

Cordelia didn’t bother denying it. Why is she insisting on this position? She honestly wasn’t bad. It’s a bit hot, but she thinks that if she’s going to enjoy the festival, wouldn’t it be better to enjoy it up close? But her demeanor was too adamant for just that reason.

“If I ask again, won’t you answer me?”

“Don’t do it.”

I have decided to give up on prying further. I don’t like to talk, but what should I do?

I just decided to enjoy this time to the fullest. I didn’t know it, but dancing was a more enjoyable activity than I thought. It is not for nothing that dance is used as a place for socializing in the days when there were no other hobbies, and there is nothing as dangerous as dancing in the 21st century earth where all kinds of entertainment are developed.

Last time, I couldn’t enjoy it properly because I had to take care of my insteps that were constantly being photographed and Hestia that creaked, but today I was able to get interested in dancing with such a normal partner.

“Dancing is more fun than I thought.”

“Suddenly?”

“Coming to think of it, today is the first time I have danced properly with my partner.”

She put on a strange expression at my words.

“Don’t tell Hestia about that.”

“Am I crazy?”

Of course I never say anything. Besides, what should I do if Hestia gets angry and says she won’t dance with me again after saying this? I’m second to her and it’s a pity that she can’t dance the dance she secretly likes.

After that, Cordelia and I continued to dance and talk about trivial things on the spot for a while.

“Isn’t it difficult?”

Cordelia gasped for her breath. She shook her head at my question.

“Just a little more. Until that fire goes out.”

I saw a scarecrow. The fire, which had been burning as if it would never go out, was slowly fading. Anyone can see that the fire, whose momentum was dead compared to the beginning, gave off white smoke and slowly burned the rest of my life.

“Is today’s schedule over when the light goes out?”

“Yes.”

The fire was going out slowly even at this moment. The festival will definitely continue tomorrow, and even though the same event will be held next year, I felt strange.

“Why. Are you sorry?”

“I see. After all, there is tomorrow and next year.”

Cordelia clicked her tongue.

“Of course, the same festival will be held tomorrow and next year. Still, it’s a different festival than right now. It’s natural to be sad Every moment is different.”

“Did you prepare in advance today?”

“What?”

“Nice words… evil!”

Cordelia didn’t say anything and stomped on my instep. No, I mean, today, I’m spraying words that seem suspicious enough to be suspicious. If someone I didn’t know saw what I looked like today, I would have been fooled. Like the story she said earlier that waiting is also part of the festival.

Cordelia pulled her foot off the instep of hers and she asked me in a slightly uneasy voice.

“Did it really look like that? Did you prepare it in advance?”

“Just kidding. Joke.”

I smiled and laughed.

And at that moment, a roaring sound was heard overhead. The sound of something like a tree splitting under its weight.

I instinctively flung my body at Cordelia. Oh really. Why are sad premonitions never wrong?

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