130 – EP.6 When spring comes when flowers bloom-1

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The snowy and windy winter has now come to an end.

It was still cold, but it was manageable, and people who had been confined to their homes were out on the streets until evening, unpacking their piles of stories.

It was the drunkards in the village who first announced that winter was coming to an end, but seeing the drunken voices again filling the streets at night, it seemed that winter had passed.

Now, four months after the festival, In-ho, who had finished writing, was writing a letter to the editor of a weekly magazine.

“Master, can we send it like this?”

Emma, who had her hair that had grown quite long over the winter in a neatly tied tie, said to In-ho.

“Yes. Please.”

As if he had just finished writing, In-ho put the letter in an envelope, sealed it with wax, and handed it to Emma.

Accepting it, Emma did not leave the study right away.

It was because In-ho called her.

“What I wrote. Aren’t you curious?”

It was a text that I hadn’t shown to Emma while I was writing it.

It was Emma who was curious because she asked herself this and that, but because she was a servant, she couldn’t carelessly look at her master’s things, so she suppressed her curiosity.

“Oh, I’m curious.”

Emma, who hadn’t been able to answer honestly since the festival, spoke shyly, and Inho smiled deeply and called her aside.

“Now, this is it.”

“Oh… uh…”

She tried to reflexively admire, but Emma couldn’t.

A manuscript full of letters that I have never seen before. Emma frowned.

“Master… is this?”

At first glance, it looked like a meaningless graffiti, but it didn’t seem like In-ho’s illness was to blame for having its own rules.

“this?”

As if anticipating Emma’s reaction, Inho pointed to the letters on the paper with his finger.

“These are the letters I learned when I was young.”

“Ah… I see. As expected, Master knows a lot.”

“Yeah. It’s a work that requires a lot of security. I can’t let anyone see it.”

In-ho said while carefully stroking the paper.

“But master, after all, people have to translate it to read it.”

“First of all, I’ll just send the synopsis to Mr. Ricardo, sign a serialization contract, and then I’ll translate it again.”

“Eh… from a weekly magazine? If it’s a masterpiece, you can sign a publishing contract again.”

Inho made a triumphant expression and snapped his fingers.

“It’s the place where I set up a serialization site when I was having trouble. If I write again, I was thinking of serializing it again in Loheed Bissen.”

“I see. Master is kind.”

“Oh, that’s right, Emma.”

Inho took out a small piece of paper and wrote something on it. It appeared identical to the characters in his manuscript.

After writing, Inho handed the pen and paper to Emma.

“This….”

Emma, who received the pen and paper, looked at him, wanting to know his intentions, and In-ho opened his mouth.

“The sentence written there is ‘When spring comes when the flowers bloom.’

“Ah yes.”

Beneath Inho’s sentence, Emma picks up a pen and writes in her own words.

“By the way, master, why is this for me…”

“Have it first. You’ll know everything.”

When Emma asked while writing sentences, In-ho said something confusing.

Carefully putting the slip of paper into her pocket, Emma stepped out the door.

“Master, would you like to buy some snacks?”

“Um, no. It’s okay. We’ll have dinner soon.”

“all right.”

“May I ask you to eat dinner tonight and shave?”

“You haven’t been doing it for a while. If you do it too often, it’s not good for your skin.”

“It’s just… I feel comfortable when Emma shaves me. I think I can sleep well.”

“Huh, okay. Then I’ll give you a massage instead of shaving.”

“Thank you. After all, there is only Emma.”

“I am the only master.”

Emma opened the door to the study.

“Emma.”

In-ho grabbed her ankle again as she walked out.

“yes?”

In the light coming through the window, his face was hidden for a moment.

In the backlight, all you can see is his smile.

Inho remained silent for a long time.

“master?”

Just as Emma was about to ask what was going on, In-ho cut off her words.

“Bye.”

At the unexpected greeting, Emma smiled slightly.

“Yes, I’ll be back soon.”

***

“Oh, Miss Emma. Long time no see.”

“Yes, mister. Please send it to the ‘Lohid Bissen Weekly’. The recipient is Mr. Ricardo from the editorial department. What was the fastest?”

“Emergency delivery will be delivered today. By the way, if it’s the editorial department… Is Inho-sensei writing again?”

An employee with a nice mustache leaned forward in excitement.

“yes.”

Emma was also happy, as she affirmed with a bright smile.

“Hey~ I’m glad you got back to good health. How heartbreaking it was to hear that teacher Inho was not feeling well.”

“Now, since you’re serializing again, you don’t have to worry about that.”

“Yes, yes. I’ll send it by urgent delivery, just pay the basic rate.”

“yes?”

“You’re being rudely charged for such a happy event? Hey, I’m not that kind of a person.”

“thank you.”

Emma bowed and bowed.

Leaving the post office, Emma grabbed the fur coat over her maid’s uniform.

My body warmed up in the heart of the owner who bought the fur clothes.

‘I’m so glad.’

Emma thought as she dodged the mud created by melting ice on the street.

‘The owner is healthy, and he has completed a new work…”

As I was passing by the dressing room, someone called and stopped Emma.

“Huh? Isn’t that Emma?”

“Oh, hello.”

The owner of the dressing room was displaying products.

“Isn’t that furry suit okay? Teacher Inho bought it for Emma.”

At the owner’s question, Emma patted the fur coat a couple of times with a proud face.

“Sure. It’s really warm.”

“Yes, you will be able to wear spring clothes soon. If you do, stop by the dressing room sometime. I’ll give you a cheap pair of shoes as well.”

“Okay. By the way, are you exhibiting spring clothes now?”

“Right. Spring is here now. By the way, didn’t Teacher Inho also need spring clothes?”

Emma thought for a moment about the state of the closet, then nodded.

“Yes. I need it.”

“I have some men’s suits. Do you want to buy them now?”

At the owner’s words, Emma touched her pocket.

Her pockets were empty, having brought only money to send the mail.

“Ah… I didn’t bring any money today. I’m sorry.”

“Well, I can buy it next time anyway. I’ll be waiting.”

“thank you.”

Emma nodded and hurried on her way.

It’s already been 30 minutes since I left the mansion.

***

After entering the mansion, Emma hurriedly went upstairs.

squeaky squeaky

Leaving behind the sound of the old wooden stairs, Emma stood in front of the study.

It was because after In-ho collapsed on the street, the anxiety of being separated from him had not gone away.

look at this Even now, isn’t my heart pounding, probably because my anxiety hasn’t gone away?

So thought Emma.

“Hmm, hmm, kuhm.”

Emma cleared her throat.

smart

She knocked on the library door.

“Master, I’m back.”

No answer.

Thinking he had gone somewhere else, he opened the library and In-ho was nowhere to be seen.

“Did you go to your room?”

Emma turned around and headed for Inho’s room.

smart

This time there was a knock on the bedroom door.

“Master. This is Emma.”

No answer.

Emma carefully opened the door.

Emma poked her head into the slightly open door and looked left and right.

Seeing the figure stretched up on the bed, she opened the door wide and entered the room.

“You look sleepy.”

Well, since I slept late lately because I was writing, I must be tired.

she murmured lowly.

As her feet stopped near the bed, she felt something strange.

“uh…?”

She hurriedly approached the owner.

“…uh?”

A strange voice came out of her mouth.

The body of her master, who must have been sleeping, did not move strangely.

She calmed her trembling hands and placed her finger on Inho’s nose.

It was right that I should feel the faint breathing.

I don’t feel anything.

“…uh…eh?”

The feeling of running out of blood throughout the body.

His legs gave out and he collapsed onto the bed.

“Lord, master?”

I called out to the owner with a trembling voice, but In-ho didn’t even move.

He fumbled on the bed and lifted the duvet.

The owner’s bony arm is visible.

grab your arm

The temperature of coldness, which does not even feel the slightest warmth, is transmitted to the fingertips.

“Lord, Master!”

I don’t worry that the owner will wake up. No, she exclaimed, hoping that her master would wake up.

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Despite her cries full of urgency, the owner showed no signs of getting up.

“Master. I’m here. I, Emma, are here. Master, are you sleeping? Did you fall asleep because you were too tired? I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to disturb your sleep, but…”

She lifts herself up and puts herself on the bed.

Her face rests on Inho’s chest.

“But… please wake up just once. Then can you go back to sleep? I beg you, Master. Master…”

she cried, rubbing her face.

“Ha… ha… If you sleep now… I won’t give you a massage in the evening. So… wake up.”

“Spring, I’m going to buy spring clothes. Master.”

I felt something sharp hit me in the chest.

“Master, that Emma is here. Master. Ah… Master!”

“master!!!!!”

The woman’s bitter cry echoed through the mansion.

Winter was ending.