The Village Girl And the Fox Prince

Chapter 10 - A Fairy Tale That Is Still a Mystery.

In accordance with the agreement, the two of them had already been placed in the food stall of the old woman's owner earlier. Hazel serves as the waitress delivering the buyer's order, while Lynx stands in front of the store to attract the attention of the customer, occasionally seducing him.

It seems Lynx's good looks that bring good luck are true. Little by little girls and adult women came to the store. Just given a sweet smile with drooping eyes, they were already like hot worms.

So excited, and immediately stormed Lynx to take a close look. No doubt they touched Lynx's body, chewed her cheeks, or worse until hugging. But not with a kiss. Lynx will immediately refuse if anyone does.

“Hey, I paid him not for you to enjoy in such a way. If you still want to see it, go in and order food,” shouted the shop owner woman at the horde of women in front there.

They immediately obeyed what he had said, entering the small tavern in a jostling manner. Choose a table that is close to the window so that you can see the Lynx more clearly.

Hazel begins to get overwhelmed by having to deliver multiple orders from one table to another. He was so nimble to run to and fro with a tray full without making the slightest mistake.

When Hazel's order has passed between all of them, she can finally rest for a while. Standing in front of the cashier's desk hugging an empty tray. Seeing one by one the flirtatious female faces that were busy raving about Lynx's good looks.

Because the place is small and narrow, only fit for a few people, so many people are waiting in line out there. Their part was busy flirting with Lynx.

Hazel who saw him shuddered occasionally. Because, it is strange if there are women who are so crazy about handsome men. Because he himself is not so fond. Moreover, he knew that Lynx was not a full human being.

If they all knew Lynx's true identity, could it be that their reactions would be different?

But instead of thinking that, Hazel's attention was distracted by the talk of the women sitting at the table near where she was standing. Hazel sharpened her hearing, listening to what they were saying. Because it's about Lynx.

“Iya, right? Just look at the color of his eyes. All the time I have lived in this village, there has never been a single person who has such eye color. Is it possible that he just moved here?”

The female interlocutor seemed to nod, approving. “It's true. Moreover, the color of the right and left eyes of the man was different. Aquamarine and tanzanite. I remember the story my mother told me before. You must have heard it as a kid too.”

Like knowing where his friend was talking, his finger immediately snapped because it remembered something. “About the magic kingdom occupied and controlled by a herd of foxes that can incarnate into human beings. That's not what you mean?”

“True. Isn't the color of the man's eyes exactly the same as those foxes who can master magic in the fairyland? I thought..”

“Hey, come back to what you said, it's just a fairy tale. After all, if it did exist for real, it should have been lost. Because as far as I know, the kingdom disappeared after a war with a herd of dogs that also have their own kingdom and more master of witchcraft. In this era there is no more magic, sus,” cut it while chuckling at the end of the speech.

He laughed too. “Haha, right. It would be foolish to believe such a fairy tale. Worse yet, why should the story be about animals and the magical world? Isn't there a history that writes a handsome prince and a country girl together?”

“That's just your delusion, stupid. Stop talking, finish your food. I want to get out of here and come back to flirting with the handsome guy up ahead. Who knows he wants to sleep with me tonight.” Laughter is heard at the end of the sentence.

“You are also a delusional artisan. You could have been killed by a woman here after knowing you slept with her,” her dreams, then laughed together.

Hazel, who had just heard carefully what they were talking about, did not realize that at this moment a hand was waving in front of her face. Until a pat was hard enough on his back, then he blinked in surprise.

He realized that the old woman who owned this tavern was trying to get him to talk. Hazel quickenly justify the position of his establishment, a little down because feeling guilty has been negligent in work.

“What are you thinking? Go to the kitchen, pick up and deliver the order! I pay you not to daydream here!” his jolt while shaking his waist.

“Ba-good. I understand, Madam. I'm sorry.”

Hazel returns to work doing her job, but her mind is filled with other things. Still buzzing with the talk of the two women earlier. Trying to think that what they say is not a fairytale.

Because Hazel has seen for herself that Lynx is indeed a fox that can be transformed into a human, so make sure that Lynx is one of the herd of foxes in the fairy tale.

But unwilling to deduce too quickly what the truth is, Hazel wants to find supporting evidence. Like reading more fully the story told by the woman earlier. Maybe the book that tells the story is sold in the book bazaar.

It does not feel the day starts at dusk, it's a sign that this food store must close immediately. Want the owner, the store must be open until night. But Hazel doesn't approve, considering that Lynx's form will change at night.

So even though customers still lined up outside, the store had to be closed. At least today's food sales are truly remarkable, exceeding expectations and target estimates.

“This is your wages today.” The woman handed over several large bills to Hazel.

With a bead that sparkled and a slightly trembling hand, Hazel accepted it. This time he was paid that much money. If in a month he continues to work here, he can raise a lot of money to pay the debt.

“Ah, thank you very much, Madam.”

“That's because your work is so good today. And our main star to succeed everything is this handsome guy.” His hand touched Lynx's chin while smiling flirtatiously.

While the real Lynx was fed up with being teased by many women all day, it could only display a clumsy smile.

“By the way, what's your name? My name is Marrie.”

“Edgard.”

Hazel's head immediately turned to Lynx, why did she mention another name? Or maybe it's Lynx's real name? Really, it's confusing.

“And this Hazel.” Lynx represented him because Hazel was still dumbfounded with a confused look while looking at him.

“Ah, fine then. Argeid, Hazel. You can go home now. Tomorrow you should come early in the morning. We have to make a lot of money, understand?”

“Understand, Mistress,” answer them in unison.

They both walked out of the shop. No chatter filled the silence of footsteps, but Hazel was eager to ask the man.

“Why are you lying? What's Edgard your real name?” Hazel finally let out a question that made her mind full.

Lynx replied without turning her head, “Only a pseudonym.”

“Why?”

“What's the reason?” Lynx asked back.

Hazel pricks lazily, “Ck, why are you using a pseudonym?”

“What is important?” Lynx's pace accelerated, slightly ahead of Hazel's. It was as if he had avoided the girl's curiosity.

Hazel's eyes narrowed, staring at Lynx's back with an interrogating look. “Can you be a fox prince from the magic kingdom that is in the fairy tale?”

The deg!

Lynx reflexively paused when she heard the question coming out of Hazel's mouth. What kind of expression does she have to put off that question to keep Hazel from suspecting it?

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