Although the lady said the storm would pass quickly, the gloomy weather seemed likely to last. If the wind didn’t stop by tomorrow, it would be a real problem.
‘Mother knows our schedule is just for one night and two days.’
If I couldn’t go back to the mansion due to the storm, what would Isabelle think? She would immediately contact the camp and find out that Roger and I didn’t participate… I should stop imagining.
I wish the weather would clear up soon.
“Lise, it’s cold. Cover yourself with a blanket.”
“Hey, what about me?”
Yurik handed me a blanket. Roger, who had been shivering, quickly came over and asked.
“Here, yours.”
“Ugh, it’s still cold. Lise, let’s share.”
Roger snuggled up next to me and we both wrapped ourselves in the blanket. Sharing our warmth seemed to relax Roger’s stiff shoulders.
“Hey, stay away from Lise.”
But Yurik’s stare at Roger grew more intense. He looked like he was about to kick Roger away.
“It’s okay, Yurik. Come here too. Let’s share.”
“Really?”
“If you don’t want to, fine.”
“No, I want to!”
He quickly sat next to me and wrapped his blanket over my shoulder as well.
“It’s warm.”
All three of us felt warm. The bodies of Yurik and Roger, sitting on either side of me, slowly warmed up. Even my icecold body felt like it would melt. Unconsciously, a word slipped out, and Yurik got even closer.
His shoulder bumped into mine. Seeing this, Roger also squeezed up against me.
“…Hmm?”
…Isn’t this too close? I felt trapped rather than close.
[Dash]Gurgle.A robust sound broke the stuffiness. It wasn’t from my stomach.
“Roger, even your stomach is noisy.”
“What? No, it wasn’t me!”
“What? Then who…”
Both Roger’s and my heads turned naturally towards Yurik. Yurik sealed his lips tight and avoided our gaze. From his flushed earlobes, we could easily identify the source of the noise.
“You fool, if you’re hungry just sayOuch!”
Elbowing Roger skillfully in the side, I cut him off. He glared at me, screaming.
“What are you doing?”
“Roger, it looks like you’re not hungry. We’ll just have lunch without you!”
“What, what?”
“Actually, I’m really hungry too.”
Flustered by the reversal, Roger was stunned.
“Come to think of it, it is time for lunch.”
The lady, who had been listening to our conversation, checked the time.
“My lady, should we prepare lunch?”
“That would be good.”
“I… ma’am. Then I will go check on the carriage. The wind has weakened a lot, so I think we can move it to the garage now.”
The coachman spoke, noticing that the wind had subsided since earlier.
“Wouldn’t it be dangerous?”
“If it’s dangerous, I’ll just retrieve the bags at the back.”
“Alright. Be careful.”
Having warmed themselves, the maids headed to the kitchen, and the coachman left for the road. The lady, who had been assessing the situation, looked at Yune in her arms and her face darkened. Yune’s body was still cold from the rain, so she pulled the blanket closer around him.
“Mother, is something wrong with Yune?”
Today, Yune was quiet. Worried, Yurik asked as the lady stood up with Yune in her arms.
“His body is quite cold. I’ll be in bed, call me if anything happens.”
“Don’t worry.”
Yurik stood still, staring at the frail figure of Yune. It was supposed to be an exciting and cheerful trip, but from the weather to physical conditions, everything was a mess. At least Yune had the power to lift this gloomy atmosphere, but now he was sick.
“Everything will be fine.”
Yurik reassured himself, but felt gloomy.
“What if the weather continues like this?”
“What then? We won’t be able to go home.”
“If we can’t go home, we’ll get caught lying.”
“You’ll get scolded a lot.”
Roger’s response made me feel even more depressed. His indifferent tone also seemed a bit strange. Isn’t Roger in the same situation as me? If we can’t go home, we’d naturally get caught for lying to Mrs. Bacchus.
“Only I get scolded? You too.”
“……I know.”
I spoke impulsively, and Roger’s voice sounded odd. A quick glance at Roger revealed that he was hanging his head low.
“Mother will be surely disappointed in me. I’ve never lied to her in my life.”
“Roger.”
“What should we do?”
He was serious.
His voice choking, Roger surprised both me and Yurik. It wasn’t a situation to be lightened by jokes.
“Um, Roger, sorry. It’s because of me. But Mrs. Bacchus won’t be disappointed in you just for lying once. Everyone lies at least once.”
“Have you ever lied?”
“I lie more often than I go to the bathroom.”
“I knew you would. What about you, Stoneface?”
Roger’s gaze landed on Yurik. Hesitant, Yurik eventually nodded.
“Yes.”
“Really?”
Yurik nodded firmly. He too had lied? This was unexpected.
“When was the last time you lied? What lie was it?”
Persistently, Roger asked. Yurik thought for a moment, then blushed. Roger waited for an answer.
Instead of responding, Yurik licked his lips and evaded the question. The silence stretched, so I awkwardly chuckled.
“Why aren’t you speaking? Did you secretly watch something… inappropriate?”
It was just a joke. But no answer came from Yurik.
Ah.
“……”
“……”
“……It wasn’t that. There’s no such book at home! I, I just dreamed of it….”
This time, an incredibly heavy silence descended.
How old is Yurik now?
His birthday wasn’t long ago. So he had just turned twelve.
Usually, boys that age are….
…I see. Congratulations.
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
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