Saved a Heroine From the Brink of Death

[ Side story 2. Date (1) ]

[ Side story 2. Date (1) ]

Spring has arrived.

The fragrant scent of flowers and the warmth lingered. Cynthia looked in the mirror after putting on a natural look that seemed neither done up nor done up.

“Okay. Perfect.”

Spring had come not only to the season but also to her life. It was spring that had finally arrived after a cold and cold winter. Cynthia looked out the window after making all preparations.

The weather was perfect, with a clear sky without a single cloud and a moderately warm temperature.

Today is the monumental first date.

Cynthia, who woke up early in the morning and spent hours preparing for her date, finally looked in the mirror one last time to check for anything unusual before heading to the kitchen. On the kitchen table was the packed lunch she had made that morning.

“Put your lunchbox… in the subspace pocket. There’s… nothing else to prepare!”

After returning from being a transcendent being to being a normal human, Cynthia was living off the power of modern civilization. The subspace pocket she just used is the same. The highest-grade subspace pocket developed by the Madou Heavenly Family this time is a storage artifact that can stop the time of the items it contains.

Back when he was a transcendent being, he could live with such miraculous abilities without any problem, but now that he has powers that fall short of those of lower-level heroes, it is impossible.

Although she had become infinitely smaller than before, Cynthia still lived with a smile on her face.

“Then shall we go out?”

Cynthia stretched her arms out over her head and opened the door and left the house, about 30 minutes earlier than the 9 a.m. meeting time in the family garden.

I left home so early in the morning.

But… at the meeting place, there was Han Seong-jin sitting leisurely on a bench, admiring the surrounding scenery. I came out 30 minutes early, how long have you been waiting?

“… What, were you waiting for?”

“Uh. Has it been about 20 minutes?”

“20 minutes…?”

“You also came out 30 minutes early.”

Han Sung-jin got up from the bench and walked towards Cynthia. As he approached, the sunlight was blocked. As I had felt before, Han Sung-jin was tall. There was a difference of… about 17cm between him and me? Cynthia tilted her head and clung to Han Sung-jin.

“Isn’t it too clingy?”

“Well, what do you think? It’s not even summer. Are you worried about what other people think?”

“Hmm… a little?”

“to?”

When Han Sung-jin nodded honestly, it was Sissia who was embarrassed instead. Then Han Sung-jin smiled playfully and nodded to point somewhere.

Cynthia’s gaze followed his.

There, behind the pillar, was Shin Dong-baek, looking at him with only his face slightly visible.

“…grandfather?”

“He’s been watching me since morning. His gaze has gotten stronger since you’re next to me. I couldn’t help but pay attention.”

“Eeeeek…!”

Cynthia stared at Shin Dong-baek, who was looking at her and Han Sung-jin. Then Shin Dong-baek disappeared with a helpless expression. It seems that there is no grandfather who can beat his granddaughter.

“Whew! The troublemaker is gone now!”

-A troublemaker… .

Someone’s lament could be heard from afar, but Cynthia tried to ignore it and walked forward, hugging Han Sung-jin’s arm.

“Then shall we go now?”

***

The place we arrived with Cynthia was a park.

We planned to take a walk together in the morning to get some fresh air, and then go see the fish at the aquarium in the afternoon.

“That’s too bad.”

“What is it?”

“We were originally planning to go to the amusement park.”

Actually, I wanted to make the first date a place called an amusement park, but due to the damage from the gate collapse, there was no complete amusement park.

“But I’m fine with this, right? Besides, we can go to the amusement park next time! It’s not like we’re only going on one date.”

“That’s true. It’s not like there’s only one day.”

I was expressing my regret, but Cynthia seemed more excited than regretful. Seeing her always thinking positively made me feel good for some reason.

“Why are you laughing?”

“Yeah, it just makes me laugh.”

“Hehe. I’m happy when you smile, oppa!”

Is it possible that happiness energy is contagious? Just holding hands makes me smile, and that smile spreads to Cynthia. The two of us walked through the park in the morning, holding each other’s hands.

“Wow—— There’s a couple there too!”

A little girl who came out with her mom and dad let out a gasp at us. She was a little girl who looked like she was about 4 or 5 years old. I don’t know if she was using the word couple or if she saw us as a real couple. But it was clear to her that we were close.

The child’s parents greeted us with their eyes and passed us by with the child. I glanced to the side and saw Cynthia’s face flush slightly. She kept fanning her face with her other hand.

“Is it a little hot?”

“Haha. Right, right. Why is the weather like this… .”

Cynthia fanned herself with her hand, then grabbed the top of her shirt and unbuttoned one button. Then she grabbed the bottom of the button and flapped the shirt, letting the wind in. The curves of her white flesh were revealed. Cynthia asked me with a mischievous expression.

“Hmm—— I feel a little better now. Huh? Are you hot, Oppa?”

“… I’m not going to joke around, so button up your shirt.”

“It’s because it’s really hot~”

It’s not that I’m a gentleman, but I’m afraid that other people will see Cynthia. What should I say? Rather than feeling embarrassed about Cynthia, I think she doesn’t want other people to see her like this. Anyway, that’s how it was.

As Cynthia continued to tease me with a mischievous expression, I opened a subspace and wrapped a muffler with a ‘temperature control magic’ around her.

“This will do. It’s a muffler, but it won’t be hot. Hmm. Perfect.”

“…It’s not perfect at all.”

Cynthia’s expression turned sour. She stared at me for a moment before smiling brightly again.

“What—— Still, since it’s a gift from oppa, I’ll keep it well!”

“Okay, thank you.”

I smiled and patted Cynthia’s head.

We walked around the Korean Forest Park and chatted about various things.

***

‘…Why isn’t it coming over?’

Cynthia was embarrassed to see Han Sungjin, who was acting like an iron wall, no matter what he did. At first, when a girl looked at her and said, “couple,” she was a little surprised and blushed, but soon Cynthia used that to actively appeal.

But the result was a huge failure.

‘Maybe I’m not attractive?’

Cynthia wondered if she lacked s*xual appeal. Even though she had the usual s*x appeal, Han Sung-jin’s reaction was not very good. It seemed like he might fall for her at least once, but he never did.

‘No. That’s not it… .’

It wasn’t self-deprecation, but Cynthia thought that she had a decent body and appearance, even when viewed objectively. This was proven when she was a student at the academy, and she confirmed it through Illien. She was beautiful. Then the problem was ‘taste’… Did she not fit his tastes?

‘Hmm… I don’t know.’

It was ambiguous. Several years had passed since I had been with him. I had no confidence that I could lose to anyone when it came to my love, but I didn’t really know much about Han Seong-jin.

‘Platonic love… You’re not after that, are you? Of course, sharing a mental connection isn’t a bad thing… But, still… .’

Platonic love, which excludes physical relationships and only shares mental communication. Cynthia wondered if Han Seong-jin was the kind of person who pursued that.

‘Based on your reaction last time, this doesn’t seem to be it either. Ugh… My head hurts.’

When Han Sung-jin mentioned ‘that’ as something he wanted to do, his face turned red, so it seemed like he didn’t just hate physical activity. Or was he just embarrassed? Cynthia’s head was complicated.

Kwak- The hand she was holding on to suddenly gained some strength. If it were before, the thing she was holding in her hand would have been distorted beyond recognition, but now she was an ordinary person.

I am neither a transcendent being nor a hero with supernatural powers.

The only thing you can break with just a bit of strength in your grip is a pair of wooden chopsticks. And even that is impossible with one hand.

All she could do by holding his hand tightly was to make the warmth of his hand even more certain and to make the other person feel it too.

“Huh? Sia, why?”

As Cynthia held her hand tightly, Han Sung-jin tilted his head and asked her. Cynthia looked at him and decided to ask directly.

“…Brother.”

“why?”

“Three, s*x! Ah. Ah…”

The words came out in vain.