124 – EP.6 Street Walk-1

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The next day, Inho, tired of walking around the house and garden, called Emma.

“I want to go out on the street.”

At Inho’s words, Emma thought for a moment, then nodded as if she had made up her mind.

“I’ll prepare to go out.”

Emma sat In-ho down and started preparing to go outside.

First of all, tidying up the beard that grew back after the last shave.

Slightly disheveled hair.

Outing clothes that are more formal than what you wear at home.

Perfume from somewhere.

With the full-fledged decoration, In-ho regretted for a moment that he had brought up the word for nothing.

An hour of patience passed, and Inho and Emma, who were ready to go out, went out the gate.

– Caen

Emma closed the iron gate and double-checked the lock.

“Is it locked?”

“yes.”

said Emma, shaking the tightly closed gate back and forth.

A cold winter wind blew through the mansion once.

The chilly thing ran across the back of In-ho’s coat, and In-ho shivered for a moment from the chill.

“Master, aren’t you cold?”

“It’s okay. Isn’t Emma cold?”

Inho’s eyes scanned Emma from bottom to top.

She wore the maid uniform she wears at home, but she didn’t wear anything over it.

“I’m fine.”

Emma smiled and reassured Inho.

“Um… ok.”

Looking at her hand, which turned slightly red, Inho tried to say something, but he stopped.

An old gentleman and a young maid walked the streets.

The streets were buzzing with the upcoming festival. In-ho thought of a shopping street preparing for Christmas.

There was a pile of firewood in the center of the village, which Emma says was lit on festival nights and danced around it.

“That’s what Hans recommended.”

As In-ho murmured to himself, Emma, who was walking beside her, stopped abruptly.

Hmm, as Inho cleared his throat and smoked something different, Emma turned her head and looked at her owner.

“Master, I say it again… I will not dance at a festival with a… man like that.”

He thought that Emma seemed to hate Hans quite a bit.

In the sunny place, well-arranged stone floors were exposed as people came and went, but in the shady place, snow that had not yet been cleared was piled up.

In-ho looked at the eyes he hadn’t seen in a long time, then hurriedly looked around the street.

Because his slow legs didn’t have time to rest to cover the whole street.

While out for a walk on the street, Emma took out her purse to buy the necessary items.

Following her guidance, I visited a store she regularly stopped by, and the store owners warmly welcomed Inho.

“Oops, Mr. Inho! How is your health?”

Is it because his condition is known through weekly magazines? The attitude of the merchants was a mixture of pity and goodwill.

The butcher added an extra piece of meat especially for him, and the vegetable shopkeeper gave him a few extra potatoes.

A middle-aged woman selling snacks on the street gave him a free bag of snacks to eat when she was bored.

When I stopped by the dressing room to buy some clothes, I sternly refused to give away a hat for free.

“Didn’t you think I should have accepted it? It’s just a lot of luggage.”

In-ho said as if he was sorry for the unexpected gift and the burden Emma had to carry.

But what was Emma happy about, the smile did not erase from her face.

“No, it’s okay. It’s a gift from the master. I’m rather grateful.”

Emma was in a very good mood that people did not treat her master with disrespect.

On the one hand, Emma was relieved. It was because, by any chance, if someone made a mistake with In-ho, she wouldn’t just let it go.

‘I’m glad my master didn’t do anything bad.’

It was a safe town, but as there is always no 100%, the danger of bullies and pickpockets was everywhere.

Emma, who had been paying attention to her surroundings, was able to put her nerves down a bit when In-ho went into the cafe to have a coffee for a while.

“Ah, Mr. Inho.”

The barista welcomed Inho. This is because it was the place where In-ho wrote most of his novels besides his house.

With the visit of a longtime regular customer, the barista did her best to make sure she was in a good mood, and two cups of coffee with a strong aroma were placed for Inho and Emma.

“Master, I’m fine.”

This time, Emma, sitting across from Inho, twisted her body in embarrassment.

It was refreshing to see her shy, always calm face.

“Let’s go take a break. You’ve had a lot of trouble carrying your luggage.”

Inho took a coffee and took a sip.

The warm warmth of the coffee traveled down my throat and spread over my body.

My body, which had cooled while walking around outside, warmed up again.

“Good.”

“It’s warm and sweet.”

“Oh, did you add sugar?”

“Yes. I can’t drink bitter things.”

When did you put it in, said Emma, stirring the coffee with a spoon.

Inho and Emma didn’t really talk. I just watched the street scene through the window of the cafe as if I were watching TV.

Young people dragging decorations for the festival, vendors selling goods, children running around and parents stopping them.

In-ho felt comfortable in the secluded and peaceful atmosphere.

“It’s the first time I’ve ever had anything like this.”

“what?”

“Spending time with the master like this.”

“Ah, is that so? Surprisingly, I seem to have been obedient.”

“We had tea time together, but I said this in the sense that it was the first time we were drinking coffee face-to-face like this.”

Not wanting In-ho to misunderstand, Emma explained in detail.

“therefore.”

“yes?”

“So how do you feel?”

When Inho asked as if it was nothing, Emma slightly averted her gaze.

Her cheeks rose slightly.

“How about it. Good.”

“Then let’s drink together often.”

Showing his teeth, Inho smiled, and Emma also smiled and nodded.

Around the time the two continued to appreciate the distance, someone passing by the cafe stopped walking and put his face close to the window.

“Sir… Oh, I’m sorry, Master.”

An unpleasant sound came out of Emma’s mouth when she recognized who the face on the window was.

Just 3 seconds like that. The cafe door burst open.

“Emma!”

It was Hans who opened the door and came in with the cold wind.

“I-san… unlucky.”

Inho pretended not to know what Emma said quietly.

“Master, can you excuse me for a moment?”

Seeing Hans approaching, Emma slowly stood up.

Inho took another sip of coffee and nodded.

“Emma… uh, uh… why? all of a sudden? YAYAYAYA!!”

Grabbing Hans by the ear, Emma dragged him out of the store.

“hahahaha, that’s sh*t.”