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Is there no safe place anywhere in the world? (8) – unedited
Two days before the banquet. my skills were recognized by Uncle Grick, the onion peeling master, and I got the onion smell as an injury. When I pass by, people around me cover their noses and stare at me once in a while. Don’t do it, it won’t harm you.
It was dark night before we were able to return to the inn.
Thanks to Evan’s protection, Merson fortunately did not have a major accident. Well, except for the unfortunate case where about a dozen people a day get lovesickness after seeing Merson.
“Merson, are you getting used to work now?”
“I just stand there.”
Oh, the face advantage. After all, looks do shape your life. While I destroy all my fingertips, squeeze tears and runny nose and peel the onion skins.
“Erina, would you like to exchange with me?”
“Is that okay? And you can’t peel onions. You have to get the hang of it.”
“Or a magic tool for peeling onions…….”
“Shht- Are you using magic again?”
Merson quickly turned sullen. He keeps touching my fingertips wrapped in a band, then bring it to his mouth and kisses it until it makes a sound.
“I would rather do it.”
“No, I think I did better.”
I didn’t know how Merson’s gaze would leave my hand. I took a deep breath as my heart was used to it.
I pushed away the hand holding me tight, pulled his head and hugged him to my chest.
“I live alone, originally… No, I cooked by myself, and even when I was in Sezaine, I cooked our meals well. So it’s kind of like peeling an onion like this. Merson is strong, but this can be more difficult. because you have never done it right? So don’t worry too much.”
If an acquaintance saw it, they might swear at me for making a fuss just for peeling onions. But now it is a very important and serious matter between the two of us. Merson nodded his head as he hugged me with his back bent uncomfortably.
“I know Erina will say it’s okay no matter what I say.”
Oh my god, this child. Have you grown a bit?
Merson raised his head up and his expression was still gloomy. But before I could ease Merson’s mood, I had to say something bad again.
I looked at him for a moment and decided to speak, and as the air cooled into silence, I opened my mouth.
“Merson, I have a place to go tomorrow.”
“Together…… .”
“No. Nuh-uh, don’t make that face.”
Merson grabbed my shoulder and wrinkled his face like an angry child.
“The capital is dangerous.”
“I am going to a place that is not dangerous.”
Right at the temple where Serdebella Renee.
It’s been over a week since I spent time in the capital, and as the priest I met in front of the temple last told me, tomorrow was the day of Mass.
With a light greeting, I plan to get my face acquainted, and if I get a chance, I’ll have a conversation about Merson. According to the flow of the book, the feelings she has for Merson today may not be very good because of her brother that got murdered.
So, I had to be very careful with the story. About his memory. I don’t know if she’ll ever find a way to help if I ever have to leave.
However, if Merson, who is the party involved, appears, the Saint will be very upset, and it will be difficult for me to sort out the situation. So, of course, it was better to go alone.
“Just wait at the inn, Merson. It won’t be late.”
“I’ll just keep quiet and stand behind you.”
“No.”
“I won’t say anything.”
“Still no.”
“I won’t even breathe.”
It was not easy to say no to Merson, who was constantly pleading. Still, holding on to my shaking heart, I closed my eyes tightly and shouted loudly.
“Wait calmly at the inn! I’m a mature adult, and I don’t have anything to worry about.”
Merson’s head fell to the floor. He stuttered, passed me, and landed helplessly on the bed. As I sat next to him, Merson turned away.
“Are you mad?”
Merson didn’t respond and just lay down, and then wrapped a blanket around his head. He gave off an uncomfortable aura without answering even if I called.
Having understood it accurately, I shook Merson’s body lightly. But also no response.
“I’m sorry, but I don’t want to worry you.”
“…….”
Other than that, I tried several other things, but it didn’t work. He’s really sulking. I realized that there was no other way than to allow him to accompany me.
I gently patted what I thought was his back on the blanket with my palm.
“Are you tired? Would you like to sleep first?”
“…….”
I’ll turn off the light. The entire room was filled with darkness as the window had the curtains closed.
I went up to the bed with only my senses, and laid down next to him and wrapped my arms around his waist. But Merson doesn’t shake it off or hold my hand.
“… Still, you can’t.”
I forced myself to close my eyes, leaving behind my bitter heart. I couldn’t sleep and I struggled with thoughts for a long time, but Merson did not hug me until morning came after the night passed.