Chapter 876 – #191_Entertainment
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One.
Linnaeus had been on a ‘leash’ for hundreds of years.
The name of the leash is the curse of the intentional disability deficiency inherited through the stigma of successive ‘sword witches’.
The role and purpose of this leash was indeed simple, but heinous.
It is because it removes all meaning of life except for the ‘moment of becoming stronger’.
In fact, didn’t countless sword witches before Rinne die in agony without even fulfilling their 100-year lifespan?
It was a shackle worthy of the title of “Curse,” As it limited not only the senses related to happiness, but even mental fulfillment.
But as luck would have it for her, Linnaeus was able to embark on a different path than her predecessors.
She met Nanggun and had her shackles removed.
For that alone, Linnaeus was willing to give her body and soul to Nanggun her whole life.
She was unfamiliar at first.
That’s hundreds of years.
The long-enforced form of life shaped both Linnaeus’ thinking and her behavior.
Even if she tried to stay still for a while, the curse whipping her from behind disappeared, but when she was in a state of doing nothing, anxiety and impatience ate her heart.
It wasn’t much different when she returned to the Hokkaido branch of Location Point after finishing her group tour.
Just walking into her bathroom and taking a bath left her mouth parched with discomfort and tension.
That’s why she still didn’t sleep, and at night she sat on her floor and went into her meditation with her back straight.
She could only find brief relief when hunting a homunculus.
Even if the situation changed, I couldn’t adapt to it, so I felt like I was floating and couldn’t do this or that.
It was wandering day by day as if floating.
Rinne’s anxiety was noticed faster than anyone else by Nanggun, who brought her a nice dress as a gift.
“Rinne-sama, that sounds like it would be too hard.”
“I am comfortable with this.”
There is no need to try to find more happiness again.
Isn’t there already a nang-kun who makes Rinna happy to the point of being undeserved?
Pursuing more comfort and enjoyment of life felt like an act of forcibly trying to wear clothes that did not fit the body.
“Then you don’t even eat separately?”
“Eat some.”
“Aren’t you sleeping?”
“Sleep is disturbing.”
“What do you do in your free time?”
“Meditate.”
“…”
Siwoo pondered for a while.
The concern and concern on his face delights Linnaeus.
It was because the person he loved more than anyone was so seriously concerned about Rinne.
“My dear. Okay.”
But apart from him, she didn’t want to keep him worried.
He was about to tell me that there was nothing to worry about because he was satisfied as it was, but he intercepted his words.
“I can’t. I need to do my homework.”
“…”
“Starting today, do something you enjoyed at least once a day, write it down in a diary, and show it the next time we meet.”
“My dear. That’s not a diary It is a report.”
“But if you don’t do this, I’ll be too bothered.”
It is cumbersome and annoying.
It was also against Linne’s will.
In the past, he wouldn’t have taken on a job he didn’t want to do even if a knife came into his throat, but it’s a different story if the person asking for it is Nanggun.
“Is this an order as a family father?”
“Ah, what are you saying so hard? Please. Ask. Instead, please don’t just write it down with lies.”
“… I get it.”
Taking on her homework, Rinne started doing homework to record the ‘joy of life’ one by one from that day.
If she had a problem, it was that she couldn’t make sense of what to do first.
She had to do ‘entertainment’ every day like homework, which had no connection with Linne’s life.
But no matter how intractable a request may be, this is her husband’s order, and it was for Linne’s sake.
She could never be fooled.
“What is it?”
So Linnaeus found a woman who would become her old nemesis and eternal rival.
“I want to talk. Tiphareth.”
“I will.”
Eloah Tiphareth.
She was one day Rinne’s target and competitor, and she now serves a good friend.
I know that the harmony between her wife and concubine also contributes to the peace of her home.
Therefore, she is Linnaeus, determined to achieve reconciliation with another lover.
However, she did not close her distance as strangely as Eloa.
It seemed that Rinne’s remaining instinct as a fighter did not want to acknowledge the sub.
However, in Linne’s eyes, Elroa is quite a woman who knows how to enjoy taste.
She was also good at cooking, and most of all, she loved to drink.
You might say that’s a big deal, but ‘things you don’t have to do’, if you have to, ‘waste of time and money’ are the essence of entertainment.
In that sense, Tipperette, who never lets go of her alcohol, who harmoniously enjoys her daily life and entertainment, may be the best person to ask for her advice.
She has some similarities with Rinne in that she is highly knowledgeable and that she lives a restrained, unmanned life, so the icing on the cake.
“It’s a big deal. What kind of wind is blowing?”
As expected, Elroa seemed surprised that Rinne, who had never been alone outside of her working hours, came to her.
She is further surprised when she is asked by Linnaeus.
“Ask for a whiskey recommendation?”
“Yes.”
It has gotten a little better since they participated in the subjugation together, but the two of them have been in a confrontational situation in a strange competition.
The days when they were hostile to each other had been that long.
“Good.”
It is impossible to stay like this forever, as I wished that Rinne and Elroa, who were already having a hard time, would get along well.
Even as Eloa, she was vaguely confused about how to treat Rinne.
But why did Rinne so willingly make a personal request?
Isn’t this her own sign of friendship?
As much as her Rinne bowed her head first, Eloah softened her usual businesslike demeanor and welcomed her into her guest room with her gentle face.
“But what is alcohol all of a sudden? I thought you weren’t the type to enjoy drinking.”
“We are going to start this time.”
“Once you know. Come follow me It’s in the business room.”
Linnaeus followed Elroa as she moved her silent steps.
Her steps seem lighter than usual.
Should I say it’s an excited step because I want to show off somehow?
“How is it?”
“…”
Lynne was speechless for a moment.
As in Seoul, the rooms Eloah and Rinne were provided were suites on the top floor.
It is a room with only 2 lounges and 5 bedrooms, but since there are only 3 heads, there are vacant rooms.
Among them, one of the offices where he could do business was occupied by Eloah, so Linne saw the inside for the first time.
But what is this?
Isn’t there a pile of various bottles of alcohol on the side of the bookshelf?
The amount is unusual.
Even if Elroa packs all of her personal belongings, it doesn’t seem to be half of this.
“These are my collections.”
As if looking at a child, she looks at the bookshelves lined with various bottles of alcohol with a happy face, then introduces precious toys and looks at Rinne, expecting a reaction.
“… Awesome.”
“Isn’t it?”
“Have a seat. I will teach you one by one.”
-Thud! Container! Bang!
Having said that, Eloah picked out some of her bottles and set them down on her table.
Next to it, she listed several glasses of Glen Carren.
The wide-bottomed Glencaran glass, which takes the shape of a tulip with a wide top, was a drinking glass that collected the scent of whiskey and made it possible to savor it more deeply.
“Have you ever had whiskey?”
“Does not exist.”
“Good, I will teach you one by one. Whiskey is an alcoholic beverage of over 40% that is distilled after fermenting barley or other grains with yeast. Broadly speaking, there are single malts made from barley produced at one distillery, blended malts made by mixing various undiluted spirits, and bourbons distilled in the United States. There is also cognac made from rum or wine, which is made from sugarcane by-products, not grains.”
As you can see from such a full-fledged explanation and more talkative than usual, Elroa was quite excited.
Many of her witches are drinkers, but she is rare among witches who love her drink as much as Eloa.
Furthermore, since most witches prefer wine or champagne, whiskey belongs to a rather minor taste.
In other words, Eloah’s heart to see her Rinne is like the heart of discovering a newbie asking for instruction from an old person in Mangem.
She put down the wall of her heart between the two for a while and pledged to teach enthusiastically.
“The world of whiskey is profound. No other whiskey in the world tastes the same. If you get a taste for its delicate flavor, you too will find it lacking in other alcoholic beverages.”
“Right. It is a fact that I did not know.”
As she did when she learned about her relationship with Yebin, and when she learned how to cook from Zlata, Rinne’s attitude was ideal when it came to her learning.
She put her stubbornness aside and tended to keep her mouth shut and listen quietly.
“It’s my first time, so I’ll start with a single malt.”
Satisfied with her attitude, Elroa brought out a higher grade of alcohol than she originally thought.
It was a precious drink that Rep. Kim Jun-beop brought as a gift not too long ago.
“‘The Macallan 30 Years Old Sherry Oak’. As the name suggests, this is an old friend who has been aged for 30 years in sherry oak. “
“What is sherry oak?”
“Sherry oak is a barrel used to age sherry wine, a specialty of southern Spain. The oak barrel in which the whiskey is aged is also one of the factors that determine the fragrance. Depending on which barrel and region it was aged in, the taste is very different. Without further ado, let’s taste it first.”
Eloah poured whiskey into a glass placed in front of Rinne.
1 oz, about 30mL is the standard for one glass of whiskey.
Rinne stared at the clear amber spirit at the bottom of the glass.
“Take a drink. There’s nothing to drink in a hurry. It’s better to enjoy the time slowly, like having a conversation. Take a little bit of it, roll it on your tongue, and pass it comfortably. And exhaling the incense through your nose like this will give you the best flavor.”
“Good night.”
Rinne drank a little as Elroa ordered.
An hour later, she had no idea of the tragedy that would come.
