Chapter 82

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Chapter 82: Each Person’s Weakness is Different

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(Uu, it’s inexcusable.)

 

Ricardo, who gave me his handkerchief, caressed my head while he held me in his arms.

The fragrance of the perfume I gave him tickled my nose softly.

Since it’s a refreshing and discreet fragrance, I didn’t notice until I was close to him.

 

(The perfume I gave, he’s using it.)

 

As soon as I found out about it, I was embarrassed that I felt happy about it.

My thought couldn’t keep up with the rather sweet atmosphere, so I was confused.

Even though my tears and snot were overflowing, Ricardo desperately tried to sooth me.

 

[It’s alright, Britney. Regardless of your body shape, there are others who notice your goodness. I’m one of them after all.]

[Uu, Ricardo… thank, thank you…]

 

I had always hated this body of Britney.

Even if I ate only a little, it got fat quickly, I had to take care of it carefully, the skin became rough, and at first the body odour was smelly.

My surroundings mocked me about my figure, I pretended not to notice it, but it still hurt my feelings nonetheless.

I hated the weak nature of running to food as soon as I felt stressed.

 

(Not just that… I hate my cowardly self who ran away by blaming all the bad elements to the Britney in the manga.)

 

The selfish and fat Britney, but the Britney who went on diet after regaining her memories and rebounded due to her weak will… it was all me.

 

(However, Ricardo said that he was attracted to me— even if I’m not thin, I am good enough just the way I am.)

 

His words of my unchanged attitude despite being fat or thin, they were truly irreplaceable to me.

However, I was moved that he continued to say shocking words to me.

 

[I like your personality as it is. That’s why I applied for engagement with you. That, I want to be married to you…]

[…!?]

 

While hugging me, Ricardo slowly told me so.

Surprised by that, I timidly looked up to his face.

 

[That, could it be that you regard me as an opposite sex?]

[…That pierced my core all of a sudden.]

 

Ricardo with slightly overwhelmed eyes muttered so while averting his green eyes.

 

[Sorry if it’s a misunderstanding. A very embarrassing misunderstanding…]

[No, it’s just as you said. I thought about how can I say such a thing when our engagement is on hold… so I patiently endured it.]

 

Ricardo took a deep breath and placed his hands on my shoulders while holding a serious light in his eyes.

 

[I’ll say it again. I like you as a woman since before!]

[…!!]

[Nonetheless, I will not force you to answer. Honestly, I didn’t think that you will notice it… maa, now I just wanted to tell you that so that you won’t feel sad.]

 

I had no time to answer and he ended the conversation.

 

(Although I’m not urged to answer soon, I don’t know what to say.)

 

I appreciated Ricardo’s kindness that cared for me now.

I found him to be likeable.

However, I was not sure that this was a romantic feeling or not.

 

(I think that it’s an ordinary reaction if a girl’s heart throbs due to a handsome guy.)

 

It was mourned as an evil practice in my past life, but it appeared before me now.

 

[Britney, I think that you can be more confident in yourself. Everyone has things they’re weak at.]

 

After Ricardo said so, I looked straight at him.

 

[Does that mean that you have a weak point too?]

[…Maa, there is. Ryuze, Prince Marlow and Lucas know about it, I’m not good with high places and unrealistic things.]

[What do you mean by unrealistic? Like a ghost or something?]

[That too, but I also don’t like magic, curses and strange phenomena.]

[…Are you scared?]

[Don’t say it. I know it’s childish.]

[It’s all right, I won’t tell anyone. Besides, I think a lot of people also don’t like those.]

 

He was concerned since he had revealed his weakness, but my good impression of him had risen.

 

(Besides, I think it’s cute…)

 

I didn’t know whether I love him or not, but I did respect him and liked him quite a bit.

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TN: Such tooth-rotting sweetness. I think I need insulin.

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