After reaching a compromise, Cloud and Mars went down to the village to find a paper.
But Neria couldnât find her footing, she leaned her back against a tree to find strength.
That was the only thing she could do.
Because her mind was a complicated mess right now.
âHe knew..?â
Somehow, she overheard their conversation. She learnt that Mars had experienced a broken love, and Cloud was comforting him.
Just when Neria felt pleased with his mature nature to console others.
â Just say it out loud. Your hyungâs amazing, his childhood sweetheart is sucking another guyâs cock but he accepted the fact straightforwardly.
She heard quite shocking words.
What Cloud saidâ
âit must be referring to what had happened between her and Gis.
âHow..?â
She was thoroughly secretive so that Cloud would not find out. But he knew, and she had taken him for granted. Now he talked about it with a smile as if it was nothing.
âThen what Cloud told Mars about meâŠâ
Was that it..?
No, more than thatâŠ
He saw.
He has seen it.
Cloud saw it.
The fact was enough to quake Neriaâs mind.
She felt her chest tighten.
It felt heavy.
As if she couldnât breathe properly.
For a moment, she felt that disgusting touch on her lips.
âAhhhâŠâ
She has to wash.
She has to cleanse this dirty mouth of hers. She has to wash it and make it clean.
Neria frantically turned her head around her to take in her surroundings. But what she desired wasnât around her, neither a well nor a riverâwhere she could wash her mouth.
Instead, there was a bottle of wine that she had brought to drink with Cloud.
Neria hastily opened the cork of the bottle. She immediately took a mouthful in her mouth and rinsed her mouth. Then she desperately poured wine on her quivering fingers and repeatedly wiped her lips.
It being a very strong wine made the potent smell of alcohol sting the tip of her nose, but it didnât matter.
The thing most important to her right now was to cleanse her mouth!
However, putting hard work didnât mean success, the feeling still lingered.
âOh my god..!â
While rinsing her mouth, the strong liquor touched her delicate uvula making her cough violently. She fell right down. She spit out the alcohol she had been holding and vomited in vain.
By the time the nausea was over, tears were dripping from her eyes.
âCloud⊠CloudâŠâ
He knew, but he still accepted her as a teammate again?
Why?
Because they had been close friends before?
Or did he find out she was being abused by Gis?
â Besides, the genuine childhood sweethearts donât go well together. It is an immutable law that I came across while traveling the continent.
âSorry, sorryâŠâ
Iâm so sorry, Cloud.
Iâm sorry for hurting you so much.
I didnât want to⊠no. No. Iâm not worthy to make excuses. Sorry.
""
Iâm so sorry.
Please donât talk like that.
âYou are the only one I haveâŠâ
I donât know what you think of me.
Even if you think of me as a dirty woman with no sense of integrity.
You mean everything to meâŠ
Neria spent the night in tears.
She stayed up all night thinking about how she could be forgiven by Cloud, and then she decided to tell him the truth.
It was all because of Gisâ intimidation that she did it, that she was compelled to follow him.
Itâs the truth she hid because she didnât want those secrets to be found out⊠but if Cloud already knows, she doesnât have to hide it.
âIf I tell the truth⊠Cloud will forgive me.â
Rather, he might comfort her with why did she keep all this pressure inside of her. With that as an opportunity, they might be able to strengthen their relationship with a common enemy called Gis.
""
Neria walked down the mountain with deep uneasiness and a small bit of anticipation.
Just when she took in a deep breath in front of the inn, having made up her mind.
âCloud, you pooch, come out!â
A girl with pink hair smashed through the inn door.
* * *
âUghâŠâ
Isabella woke up from her sleep, with a yawn she stretched out her arms. Even so, she felt the stiffness her body passed onto her. It was because she slept late and woke up early.
âOh, really. Why was that person again so persistent yesterday?â
How many times did she give hints on the way back, but he just refused to notice, or he did but pretended not to? Thanks to which, she came back later than the scheduled time.
She felt like sleeping more.
But she felt that her routine would be messed up if she did, so she persevered and went out of her room.
âGood morning~â
Her mother greeted her morning while stirring the soup in her pot with a ladle.
Isabella replied while yawning.
âMmh. I am very sleepy.â
âOh, did you meet the baronâs son yesterday as well? What did he say?â
âItâs always the same. He just kept bragging how good he was. Iâm sick and tired of it.â
Her father, who was sitting on a chair, interjected to Isabellaâs grumbles.
âItâs because he has the right. After all, he is a noble, isnât he? Why donât you try to change your mind? Opportunities like this donât come oftenâŠâ
âDad, I previously asked you to stop mentioning this, didnât I?â
âAh, I mean⊠If you think about your future, you will find that the Baronâs son is way better than that Mars guyâŠâ
âDad.â
âAlright..! I got it. Iâll stop.â
Her father, unable to ignore his daughterâs stern gaze, coughed and looked away.
Isabella sighed deeply.
âReally, dad is sometimes too harsh on Mars.â
âItâs all because your dad cares for you, you know. Ah right, thereâs a letter for you.â
Isabellaâs eyes twitched at the word âletterâ. Her mother smiled knowingly and added.
âItâs a letter from Mars, not the baronâs son.â
âMars?â
Isabellaâs expression changed dramatically as if the previous one was a facade.
âWhere is it?â
âOn the table.â
Isabella turned her gaze to the table. Placed on the table was a letter, as her mother said.
Not a fancy letter with a seal stamped on the envelope, but a normal double-folded paper.
But Isabella liked this letter more than the fancy ones.
Because the word âMarsâ was written on the edge of the neatly folded paper. Isabella, who promptly picked up the letter, narrowed her eyes for a moment and looked at her father.
âIâm asking just in case⊠Did you read my letter secretly?â
ââŠcome on, I would never do such a thing.â
âThatâs a relief.â
Isabella hummed merrily and entered her room. As she sat on the bed, she looked at the letter with a gleeful smirk.
âMars wrote this for me, right?â
She couldnât stop giggling.
In fact, it was not limited to todayâthis wasnât the first time she couldnât stop her laughs.
She has been full of giggles these days.
To the extent that she worried that wrinkles might appear on her face because of this.
âI was skeptical of what Narah saidâŠâ
At that time, she was worried because Mars no longer cared about her and was wholly engrossed with his stupid sword.
Narah advised her that she just had to play hard to get, she said that it was the solution to all her problems.
An advice from Narah who herself didnât have any dating experience.
Isabella didnât believe her in spirit, but since there was no other way, she followed in skepticism.
But, unexpectedly, the effect of the advice was enormous.
Less than two weeks after she started playing hard to get, Mars came and apologized to her.
Isabella was surprised, but she did not immediately accept his apology, as Narah had instructed.
Then Mars kept apologizing to her even more sincerely. Daily visits became basic, and he even bought and gifted her her favorite things from the city.
Mars, who had been ignoring her, only knowing to swing his sword all day long, was so focused on her that she even wondered where the previous him had gone to.
Isabella was delighted with that.
It felt so giddy to see Mars turn happy and sad with her every minute action. Now being able to put her loved one, who she was slowly losing, in her own hands and control him gave her a great sense of relief.
âNarah was after all right. I just had to grab the leash.â
How good would have it been if she had known to play hard to get from a young age. Isabella reassured herself that she wasnât too late.
Her attention was again directed to Marsâ letter.