Dai Densetsu no Yūsha no Densetsu:Volume 4 Interlude

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Interlude - About Another Hero

"You really like books, don't you?"

A voice suddenly rang out.

The voice of a lovely girl.

I looked up.

And there, I saw a young girl.

A very beautiful girl.

She was probably around the same age as me, around fifteen, sixteen years old?

She had a high nose and well-ordered features.

And long wavy blond hair.

"............"

That's right.

She had blond hair.

Blond hair that did not exist in the country that I was born in.

I narrowed my eyes a little as I stared at those waves of blond hair. Then, I looked into her eyes, snapped the book in my hands shut and said.

"...... not really, I hate reading books, you know?"

She then smiled.

Looking at that smile, I found it.

I found it to be a really, really innocent smile.

"Jeez ~, you are always lying. In that case, why are you coming to this library every day?"

I shrugged my shoulders and said,

"Because there's no other place for me to go."

"No other place to go? Ah-ha. In this greatest country of the northern part of the continent, Stohl Empire, this is the first time I've heard someone say he has no place to go."

"Really?"

"Yeah. There are plenty of places where you can play."

"Plenty huh?"

"Yup. Plenty."

I smiled wryly at that. I looked at her innocent smiling face, and smiled wryly.

"Well then, in this Stohl where there are plenty of places to play, why are you here at this library?"

"...... that is because."

At that juncture, her eyebrows knitted as she looked a little troubled. Following that, she looked back at him intently, smiled with a tinge of embarrassment and said.

"...... you seem to be my type, I guess."

"Heehh."

"Hey, what's with that reply?"

"Nothing, I'm interested. You are cute, and your hair is beautiful."

She smiled again. With an innocent smiling face. Not having a single bother, she had a really innocent smiling face.

A face that showed that she fully understood her own beauty and the value of her own beauty.

She touched her blond hair and said happily,

"You are the first to compliment my hair. Is it that......"

"Beautiful."

I said.

"The dress you are wearing looks really good on you."

I said.

Her face turned a little red. Her eyes became moist. I looked at her face. At her blond hair. At her navy colored dress that looked beautiful against that hair of hers.

Then.

"............"

Then I recalled.

About my hometown.

A small settlement that was even further north of the northern continent.

In that settlement, people were born with a somewhat rare colored hair. Most of the children were born with peach colored hair.

Of course myself, my family and friends mostly had peach colored hair.

Conversely, there were no kids born with blond hair.

As to why that was so, I did not know, but in my hometown, I had never seen anyone with blond hair.

Ever since I was aware of things around me, I had never seen a human with blond hair.

That was why I was fascinated by her.

I was fascinated by the beautiful golden hair she had.

And when I looked upon her blond hair, I remembered.

"............"

A large army suddenly invaded our settlement suddenly, and my father, who was the headsman, had his head sent flying, and my mother and other girls of the village got raped, carried off, and killed, and we were ordered to surrender, those were my memories of that blond haired man.

The face of the king of the Stohl Empire, Fennen Dalas.

"............"

It appeared that the royalty of this Stohl empire often gave birth to people with blond hair. It seemed like such a hair color was often seen in those of nobler blood.

In other words, she was a girl of the nobles. The clothes she wore, as well as the accessories, were of very very high, precious value.

She said. Looking at me with an enraptured look on her face, she said.

"...... your hair color is the real rare one. This is the first time I see someone with pink hair.

"Is that so?"

"Yeah."

"Is it strange?"

"No. I find it very beautiful."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"I see. I did it. I got praised ~!"

I raised both my hands lightly as I said that,

"Ah-haha. You are really an interesting person."

She smiled.

I also smiled.

Looking at her innocent smile, I also smiled.

"............"

I smiled at that ignorant, stupid woman, who from looking at my peach colored hair, seemed not to know who I was and what you all did to me.

I was a hostage.

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