Lukrov pulled Chizuru’s hand and entered the lively festival commotion, many merchants, tradesmen, and knights greeted him respectfully . Lukrov replies a short but polite greeting to each person, demonstrating a splendid lordship .
During that time, Lukrov’s hand was always touching somewhere on Chizuru’s body, and it was ticklish . his hands were casually turned around her waist … When he had to listen to story of the merchant, he sometimes gets bored with it and his fingertips starts playing with Chizuru’s hair .
Chizuru noticed that the skinship tended to become bolder especially when the other person was a young man, and wanted to reassure him, so she muttered secretly when they were alone in a place with few people .
ā€œeven if you don’t do that, it’s okay because no one here is better than Lukrov . ā€
Lukrov raised his masculine eyebrows slightly to show that he couldn’t totally agree with Chizuru’s words .
ā€œMany young peopleā€
ā€œSo?ā€
ā€œā€¦ I’m a little too old for you . ā€\nLukrov, who answered with a sigh, he was vaguely looking at the middle of the night sky and the bonfire .
Chizuru suddenly noticed one of Lukrov’s misery and was surprised .
The sight of the former hero, illuminated by the shimmering bonfire flames, is not that of a fearless young man who is already 22 years old, but that of an adult man who knows everything about his life . The age-appropriate shallow wrinkles were engraved on the outer corners of the eyes, and his hair was beginning to be mixed with a slight amount of white .
However, Chizuru is surely almost the same as that time .
ā€˜Because I spent the summer of my third year of high school for a year in a different world, I could say that I was 20 years old physically, but I was only 19 years old in the Japanese family register . It means that there is a difference of 16 to 7 years from Lukrov . Perhaps, in this world, there is a difference in age that can be said to be a relationship between parents and children . ’
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Of course, she had already noticed such a thing, but Chizuru didn’t care . \nBut … for Lukrov, that may not have been the case .
Especially on such a night .
That young knight, Baru, was probably about 22 years old, about the same age as Lukrov when he fell in love with Chizuru .
Lukrov is strong ── he is strong, has a strong temper, and is always full of power that surpasses others . So, there are a number of things that aren’t easy to notice .
There are many delicate parts in his heart . And every time Chizuru finds such a delicate and beautiful scale, she falls in love with this complicated man even deeper .
It was still the same .
ā€œLukrovā€
Chizuru stretched out and placed a gentle kiss to Lukrov’s cheek, whose looking at the flame, just a little peak, Lukrov didn’t even move his neck, but gently lowered his gaze and looked down at Chizuru . \nA slight curiosity was dancing in that jet-black eyes .
ā€œEven if Lukrov is a fifty-year-old uncle, I will be chasing you in the same way I always didā€
Lukrov raised the edge of his mouth with a slight self-deprecation .
ā€œI wonderā€
ā€œI wish I had come back to you sooner … but that’s because I would be able to love you longer, regardless of age . ā€
And maybe Zain and Edina were also alive .
Such words were carelessly spoken, but swallowed on the verge .
She didn’t have to bother to saying it .
-Both of them know so much to the point they don’t like it-
Lukrov turned his gaze back to the bonfire and stared at the flames that illuminate the darkness for a while .
If she was able to take a look into his heart now, what kind of emotions are swirling within it?
Is it fierce like a raging stormy sea, or is it like a quiet, cold water surface in the darkness of despair?
Either way, Chizuru wanted to comfort him by standing next to him, who was standing alone there .
ā€˜I wanted to think that I still had the right to do so’