Suddenly, there was a time when he felt Hari was strange. It has been on and off since the day he stumbled upon her in the bouquet.
That feeling raised his head in an unexpected situation, embarrassing Eugene, but he thought it would get better.
Itâs just that the time has been long away passed. Now, come and think about how he was once thought itâs an easy idea.
âAll I have told you so far is everything I have to report.â
It wasnât that there was a special opportunity to realize.
That day, Eugene was receiving reports from his office as usual. However, the time was a day and not a night as always.
It was still midday, but he was staying at Ernstâs mansion. At the end of the day,
âOkay. Itâs enough.â
With Harryâs request, Ethan was going to take a break today. Eugene is also expected to be in the mansion today, and Hari also had no plans to go out.
It was also a work. Eugene woke up after Ethan left the room.
It was a day spent at home like that, but he was so tired that he couldnât even rest properly.
Last night he couldnât sleep, and he had been working all night. It seemed that he needed rest, too.
After seeing him coming out of his office for the first time since last evening, butler Hubert greeted him.
âNow you are coming out, Duke. Lady Hari
Eugeneâs tongue was inclined.
He was the one who had been trying to make time together and aware of the fact that Hari hated eating alone.
But this morning he was insane and didnât even know the time was going. Behind him, the sun was already hanging on top of the ridge.
âShall we prepare meals first?â
âNo. Where is Hari now?â
âSheâs in the garden.â
She skipped breakfast he said, but not much.
He turned to garden and think of going to see Hari first. As he stepped out of the building, intense sunlight fell over his head.
The season changed and changed, and now it was early summer.
As Eugene walked toward the garden, he recently recalled the words that poured heavily into his ears.
Eugene, who heard that the crown prince Dice was in charge of closing to Hari with his heart in mind, knew that it was a rumor, and she just laughed at him.
At least once, it seemed to be time for sanctions of Diceâs actions.
Ever since Hari, who had not been able to easily appear outside, started to engage in external activities, she quickly became in the middle of interest.
Even if it wasnât because of Ernstâs name, people who were fascinated by Hari and wanted to build a friendship were in the stream.
Even in his view, Hariâs growth was remarkable.
Sheâs like a butterfly that had completely peeled off her shell that had wrapped herself tightly and completely spread her wings.
Occasionally, Eugene was sometimes puzzled by the distance he felt between Hari in his childhood and Hari in his memory, but he couldnât find out where the complex subtle emotions originated.
Eugene slowly closed his thick eyes.
His worries are so clear that he feels very trivial.
It was sunny weather. Suddenly, the leaves of the tree in dark green clothes made a thick shadow over his head.
Then, Hari asked him permission to make a bench in the flower garden.
Letâs leave Hubert to do it right today.
With such a leisurely thought, Eugene stepped into the garden. Red roses were in full bloom in the garden.
It was a flower that the gardener carefully cared for Hari. Hari is also very friendly to the servants, so everyone in Ernst like her.
Eugene didnât like Hari getting close to the servants, but he wasnât stupid enough to reveal that feeling in front of her.
How much longer did he should walk?
Finally, the person he was looking for appeared before Eugeneâs eyes.
A white hem that shakes while leaving a pale after image among the rose bushes. Silver hair shining brightly in her waist line.
Even among the red rose flowers with purple eyes exposed under the sunlight, she was remarkably beautiful.
At that moment, he suddenly stopped walking.
He donât know why, but it seemed that someone was choking his throat.
As he breathed in shallowly, the scent of rose infiltrated the tip of his nose.
Strangely. He was a little dizzy in front of her, itâs like he was drunk with the scent. He thought he would be blind.
Obviously, it was a person he had always seen, and it was a sight that he usually saw, but it was still dazzling.
The sharp rose thorns poked deep into his heart and deceived as if they had come to his field.
Eugene looked at the person in front of
his eyes with some sensation, for some reason without even breathing properly.
Perhaps, the next moment Hari would have stood there forever if he had not turned, but the situation ended when she found him.
No, but a little more agitation was evoked than before.
She smiled brightly as sheâs calling his name. It was that moment. There was a loud beeping sound in his head.
âYou shouldnât go now.â
Eugene stepped back without even realizing himself.
The young woman faced a question of his strange behavior, but he had neither the spirit to answer nor the room to excuse.
Another feeling came from hitting his throat with a different feeling than when he was watching her a while ago.
His heart was stinging because of the heat he pressed forcibly. He couldnât stand in front of Hari anymore.
Eugene escaped from the spot almost like he fled. The reddish light of sight seemed to laugh and follow him.
It was the fear that sneaked into the box that should not be opened forever.
After that, Eugene acted casually as if nothing had happened.
Being conscious of that dayâs work seemed to admit even the agitation he felt on the day, but his decision did not last long.
When he catched Hari, who almost fell in front of imperial palace, the moment when her warmth entered his arms, he felt the beeping beeping sound again and again.
At that moment, her touches like a fire, pushed him out.
âYou should have been careful. You almost fell.â
He tried hard, but he couldnât figure out why heâs like this. He didnât want to let anyone know about his confusion.
He had to hide his face more than anyone else. Maybe itâs going to disappear soon if he donât see her.
So Eugene started to distance himself from Hari.
âWhat did I do wrong to you, brother?â
But he didnât know that it would make Hari uneasy. Eugene reprimanded as she looked at him under a crushed sunlight.
He was so stupid. Whatever the reason, he couldnât hold the center and waved. It was his mistake that clearly showed him.
âDonât worry. Nothing you should think about.â
Eugene wasnât trying to make Hari look like this.
âIâm not avoiding you.â
So he could lie again and again. To reassure her. Also to make her laugh.
Then he need to start to breathing more properly.
Every time he met her eyes, and whenever he touch her fingertips, she canât even notice his uncontrollably swaying heart as if it was a storm.
Donât let Hari get caught even at close distances, even at close range. After that, Eugene returned to his office.
It wasnât that difficult once she had his heart all over.
However, he suddenly felt like he was swallowing a piece of broken glass.
With the thirst that could not be resolved, he became increasingly nervous every day. Still, he suppressed all of that and stood in front of Hari.
He didnât want to make her nervous again for another stupid reasonâŠ
âWhat did you say now?â
And one day, Eugene asked Dice with a stiff voice. His gaze slipping quietly seemed to be indifferent, but when he dug into the inside, he was cold and sharp.
Dice, who was talking about Eugeneâs reaction as half a joke, was embarrassed.
He thought Eugene would just scream or ignore it, but this was a chill he never thought.
Dice excuses himself with a voice that reveals embarrassment.
In fact, like everyone else, he was a little scared in front of this iron-blooded duke.
âOh, no, I didnât formally tell the storyâŠ. Even if it was a marriage proposal, it was not really true, as I was half joking, and she already refused itâŠ.â
Dice spoke more since then, but his voice did not reach Eugeneâs ears.
In fact, there was no problem with the fact itself.
As Eugene was engaged, his sisters will always able to find a good partner and mate.
It was okay if Diceâs proposal was not to force Hariâs choice because he is a prince, as he should respect her decision too.
Eugene also had Rosabella Velontia, who was engaged to him two years ago.
The two, however, were the perfect box of perfect marriage with no feelings for each other. It did not change over time.
In fact, Eugene know that Dice was in love with Rosabella.
He knew how keen the crab was, but it didnât matter.
Only his family was important to him, and he even thought that he did not know the heart or happiness of others.
If he had to trample hundreds or even thousands of people here to make his family could lead a peaceful life, perhaps Eugene would do so without hesitation.
In some ways, he knew himself that it was an obsession even if it was abnormal.
Obviously, he wasnât such a nasty and relentless man when he was young.
However, Eugeneâs heart was closed long ago, freezing cold in the air.
A time when he was overwhelmed by humiliation and despair, reducing his helplessness.
Also, when he decided not to look back anymore with blood as the blood directly flows on his hands.
Since then, no one has come to his closed mind.
Even if a cold rushes into a frozen heart like an iceberg, he didnât even know it was as deceiving as it was originally.
Originally, itâs not so hard, so every time his heart weakened, he bite it even harder.
Only the desire to go back to those happy days of no danger and unhappiness backed him up.
In a way, he didnât even know that he was more dependent on his family. Eugene was able to do anything for his siblings, which is the reason he has lived so far.
Anyone who has nothing but a straw that was originally held at the end of a cliff can be as desperate as possible to defend that one.
So if they have someone they really want, Even if it was crappy, he was ready to accept it.
The mind still remains unchanged.
âWell, Duke. Are you listening to me? Itâs already last summer, and itâs over between the lady and me, so donât get me wrong.â
But why did Eugene feel like he swallowed thorns like this? Why, come now.
It was a contradiction that shouldnât have been, but he shouldnât be trying to figure out the cause of this mess anymore.
Eugene gave strength to his main mind that had been held for some time. And he tried to shake off his complicated mind.
Eugene stared across the hall at the gorgeous ballroom.
Although he was already had a fiancée, there were many young ladies who aimed at Duke Ernst.
He wasnât married yet, and his relationship with his fiancĂ©e wasnât even deep enough to be not political, so they thought there was a lot of opportunity if they only captured Eugeneâs heart.
There was also young ladies, who poured out the munitions offensively to Eugeneâs body like now.
When he was just out of the hall, a young girl dressed in a yellow dress fell down to the side of Eugene, and pretended to have an injured ankle.
It was an intention to sneak a peek at the mistake, but the action was not very natural, and the tea splash was not very good.
It would be normal for an ordinary gentleman to hold the ladyâs arm at this time, but Eugene just once took a look.
He just passed by, and didnât accept the woman who was throwing herself at him.
Eventually, she was forced to fall to the floor without achieving her desired purpose.
He couldnât help but not to hold it, even if he was able to hold it all, and it was a pot that relentlessly blew her.
The womanâs face fell wildly red. She never thought he would never touch her one finger even in this situation.
It was because he is the Duke of Ernst, who was rumored to be cold, and she didnât know that it would be so true.
âAre you okay, my lady?â
Rowengreen, standing behind Eugene, shook his tongue, as usual, and approached the woman who fell on the floor.
The lady, who was a little bit abusive, take a hand from Rowengreen and got up from her shameless position.
Rowengreen sent a glance on his side.
âFrom now on, please turn over to me. Unlike the duke, there is a compassionate affection, so I canât just pass on a lady who is in trouble.â
âWell⊠are you sympathizing with me now?!â
Rowengreen followed Eugene, thinking he didnât know why his kindness was causing womenâs anger.
âIsnât it too much? Rumor has it that youâre a cold-blooded duke. Why donât you feel sorry for the little girls who arenât flowered?â
âWhat does it matter to me?â
Rowengreen said with a bit of a grieving heart, but today Eugene just responded indifferently with a sloppy look.
Looking at him, Rowengreen kicked his tongue.
âEven if you were not as kind as youâre to Lady Hari, there would have been no problem to not avoiding the ladies because of the Duke.â
For Lady Hari, he was forced to eat the creepy strawberry cake. He knew that Eugene would lie like âI love that cake in the first placeâ as usual.
Of course it wasnât a lie, but Rowengreen didnât believe it.
Wouldnât that be too impossible? Is this strawberry short cake thatâs pretty for this cold-blooded man is pretty good or another?
Even if it didnât go well, it didnât make sense at all.
âDonât be useless, go home.â
âWait. Why donât you give me a ride in wagon?â
âIâm going straight to the mansion, so you do it for yourself.â
Leaving Rowengreen with a betrayal look behind, Eugene climbed alone to the wagon and closed the door.
The black eyes staring out of the window lightly leaked from the outside. The carriage moved silently.
Ernstâs mansion, gradually getting closer, hesitated to his face. Eugene turns the wagon as it is and leaves the destination.
There was a conflict between the desire to move away, but it was only thought in his head.
Soon the carriage crossed Ernstâs front door and reached the mansion. After Eugene took a deep breath and exhaled, he come out.
The area was quiet because it was late at night.
As the autumn deepened, the night air that had become quite chilly touched his cheek.
He silently opened the door and entered the mansion, but before entering this, he had to hold his heart.
The thrown thing was colorless, and today there was no one who welcome him. Eugeneâs lips exhaled a short breath.
It seems that she fell asleep early today.
It was Hari who went to bed only after confirming his return home, but inevitably, sometimes she could not overcome her drowsiness.
Then he could see her frowned at something the next morning.
His steps went to the stairs. He couldnât figure out what to look at Hariâs face with this feeling.
Still, once, he thought he was glad he couldnât face her now, on the other hand, he felt strangely sad.
However, Eugeneâs footsteps on the stairs stopped at the next moment.
On the sofa in the seating area and hallway, silver hair was seen dizzyingly. It was a space just opposite the stairs.
Because of this, Eugene climbed upstairs to see at a glance. He stayed in place for a while and then slowly moved on.
Hari was lying on the couch uncomfortable, lying on her head. If so, it was evident that she probably fell asleep not a while ago.
It couldnât have been that butler or other servants didnât wake Hari up, since sheâs sleeping in place like this.
Her face shine pale in the light. Long, rich lashes were casting shadows under them. Small breath and her lips were red.
For some reason, Eugene stood with a dismay, looking down at her sleeping face.
Then, ignoring his burning thirst, he raised his hand and rinsed it for a while.
When he lifted his hand again, Eugene, with his caring older brotherâs face, stood there.
Soon a whisper came from his mouth.
In the past, he would have hugged herself and carried her.
From one day, Eugene couldnât easily reach out to someone in front of him anymore.
It was after the subtle emotions he felt little by little began to blow like a snowball, and finally a danger alarm began to sound in his head.
But she seemed quite tired, and she never opened her eyes to his repeated calls. Eugeneâs hand, hanging down, trembled once.
Several layers in him, whether hesitation and conflict are involved, perhaps no one in the world knows.
Eventually, Eugene lost to another self. His hand with a chill stretched forward very slowly.
He heard more intense beeps than ever in his head, but this time he ignored it as if he couldnât hear it.
Finally, warmth reached his fingertips.
At that moment, he was so surprised that he stepped back for a while, and then approached again. Rigid fingertips moved smoothly over her cheeks.
And this time, Eugene realized. What awful feelings that have bothered him so far.
It was as sharp and hard as enlightenment as if tearing and crooking his soul.
As soon as he approached for the first time, his slowly withdrawn hands soon fell down.
From the depths of his chest, the hot simmered like a lava, choked his throat, but at the same time it made his inside cool like a cold flame.
Hari reached for his hand a bit, still not fully awake, but Eugene couldnât hold it.
It is clear that if he hold her hand now, he will go on a really irreversible path back then.
â⊠just now. What are you doing in here?â
His voice out of his mouth was more unfamiliar than ever. As a matter of fact, even if a typhoon met, he couldnât control his heart and shook his back.
The dismay was hard, but at the moment, he had to hide his mind more than ever.
âThe room was frustrating and I was out for a while, and I fell asleep not a while ago. If my brother didnât wake up, I would have sleep all night here.â
âAt night, it might be quite chilly and you can catch a cold. Come in, go into your room and rest.â
âMy brother is tired too. Go up to your room quickly.â
He didnât remember what kind of face he had as he turned around and climbed up to his room after.
He was just desperate, and he suffered because he had to put all his energy into force by just forcing what he was trying to push out of his throat without hesitation.
And finally, when he was completely alone, Eugene collapsed.
The voice that seemed to squeeze out of his distorted lips was breathtaking.
A long time ago, when he decided to accept Hari as his sisterâŠ.
From then on, he firmly burdened himself. Letâs not let go of her hand again twice. The scar is already there.
He once left her on the street, and since then, he will never let go of her hand that he is holding now.
Now what is this. Eugene raised his hand and covered his right eye with a hot rub from his hand.
He had a heart on a person he should never have, and a person he could never have.
He was terribly sick because he couldnât be fooled by the fact that it was clearly recognized for the first time.
He was so dumb and pathetic that a terrible sense of self-destruction came in.
When she just laughed, he was happy too, and just by staying by her side, the world seemed to shine.
But it wasnât the feeling he felt for her as a younger sister. As if It had waited, his childhood memory has scratched him,
And the answer he gave to Hari without hesitation.
âYouâre our sister.â
At that moment, Eugeneâs lips shook and his voice like a sore throat leaked out. NoâŠ.
So it didnât work. He should have this kind of heart against anyone other than Hari.
Now that he doesnât think of her as his sisterâŠ.
He couldnât have done it in front of her. Knowing what Hari most cherished in her life, he couldnât destroy her world with his own hands.
If he did that, if she was sad, perhaps he would not be able to forgive himself until death.
Eugene wanted to becomes the person who protects her, he didnât want to be the one who hurt her.
It has never been his thought since his childhood, when she held his hand. So no. Poison or the like should never be caught by Hari.
Even if he has to put his heart inside until he die, so even if heâs dying himself in his damn heart, never will he tell her.
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Eugene decided to do so and bite it.
His nail dug in his clenched fists, but not as terribly painful as his hand-crushed chest.
It was a day when a cold wind blew the cold through his heart.