With the Red-haired Youth, and Silver-haired Maiden. Three
Looking towards a new customer, she reflexively called out.
âWelcomâŚ.â
Seeing that, that person, was in a certain sense of the meaning, ăthe person she was waiting foră, Latina held tightly onto the tray, trying not to fall over this time.
ââŚ.Rudi.â
ââŚ.Yoo.â
The fact that everyoneâs attention ended up directed over to the young girl and boy who were awkwardly talking to each other was perhaps inevitable, considering what had happened just the day before.
After she came back from Chloeâs house, Latina went to Kenneth for an honest discussion about last night.
Talking about how her childhood friend confessed to her, being shaken by that, how her work rhythm had been broken. Furthermore, she once again apologized for all the countless mistakes she made the day before.
ââŚ.I think, Rudi will probably come by today as well. Is it okay if I take a short break and go talk to him?â
ââŚ.Alright. Just tell me when he arrives.â
Kenneth holds back on his sigh, and answers as such. He just couldnât fathom what kind of reaction those drunks would have on the day she goes to ătalkăwith him inside the shop. At the very least, he would not allow this young manâs heartbreak to manifest into a traumatic experience that would dig out at his heart from here on out.
After all, ăthat personă, has a very ăspecială place as one of that girlâs very dear ăchildhood friendsă.
(So he finally came huh?)
With that thought, Kenneth looked as if he wanted to sigh again.
The reason that all the way until now, there havenât been any crowds of young men around Latina expressing their interest to her was because ăher guardiansă had been using their power to prevent them from doing so, and because at the same time, they had been maintaining a balance amongst themselves stating that ăno one gets a head startă.
That balance would probably disappear now that the ăfirst oneă has appeared.
(I had wanted that Dale to have cleared this up before all this started thoughâŚ)
It was when Dale wasnât here that those infatuated with Latina would be most ăactiveă.
Just how far could they protect Latina, who couldnât remain a child? At what point, should they leave it up to her own, for ăexperienceă?
Kenneth, Latinaâs ămasteră, who was Latinaâs greatest support when Dale was away, had also realized that he was currently standing at a crossroads.
She calls for Rudolf, inviting him past the kitchen, into the back of the shop.
Over there, where Theo and Wind always plays, in what resembled backyard, a feeling of homeliness existed, one that didnât exist within the shop.
Thatâs when, Latina started to fumble and talk.
âUm, you knowâŚ. Um, RudiâŚ. about yesterdayâŚ.â
ââŚ.Yeaâ
âI was surprised. Since, I didnât realise it at all.â
ââŚ.I know. Iâve known that, youâve never seen me in that way, after all.â
ââŚâŚâŚâ
âI think I know, as well, just who youâve always had your eyes on. Which is why, I didnât think that I would get a reply. âŚ..But, I thought⌠that I would try to at least convey my feelings.â
âRudiâŚ.â
Latinaâs cheeks seemed to be dyed red with embarrassment, and with slightly upturned eyes, she spoke the words that, he, despite knew was coming, ăthe words he didnât want to hear the mostă.
âIâm sorry, RudiâŚ.â
ââŚ..I see.â
The reason why he was able to answer, even with a hoarse voice, was because that was the answer he had ăexpectedăto a certain degree.
âIâm sorry⌠I⌠like Dale, nano.â
ââŚ.I know.â
âIâm still being treated by Dale as a child, and he wonât even accept me as his partner, but I wonât give up, no.â
ââŚ..I know.â
âSo, Iâm sorry. ThisâŚ. is the only way, I can respond to your feelings, Rudi, butâŚâ
It was a little, clumsy. However, Latina looked towards Rudi with a somewhat charming smile, slightly different to normal.
âThank you, RudiâŚ. Thank youâŚ. for liking me.â
Everything Latina was expressing now â her flushed face, her cloudy eyes, her sweet, soft voice â was what ăhe had wanted directed towards himă.
Which is why, Rudolf held onto his ăcourageă, to keep trying for just a little longer.
âYouâre not⌠the only one who wonât give in.â
Saying that, he looks directly into Latinaâs eyes.
He had probably realised that he had turned even more red than Latina, but his voice didnât waver at all.
âRudiâŚ.?â
âEven if you have someone you like. I know that⌠you, are still not together with him soâŚ. Iâll wait, until you think⌠that you could give up.â
ââŚâŚ!â
âAt that time, if you would just⌠remember me.â
Light flickers out from inside the shop, reflecting onto Rudolfâs chest.
Thereâs no way that she wouldnât understand what that was.
It was something she once had. She had finally understood why he had been so carefully taking care of it for her.
She reaches out with a slender finger, touching ăthată, and Rudolfâs body stiffens with shock, seeing that she had come closer.
âThank you, Rudi.â
She places her gratitude, and feelings of joy, onto ăwhat used to be a part of heră.
âIâm sorry. But, Iâm truly, thankfulâŚ.â
â Even after her finger pulled away, for some reason, it felt like a hint of warmth had remained.
âŚ..
After being escorted by Latina back into the ăDancing Ocelotă, Rudolf drags himself over to the wall, and sat down, leaning against it.
ââŚ..!â
He gulps.
Even if he knew what Latina would probably say to him, thereâs no way it didnât hurt. Thereâs no way it wasnât hard to take.
Nevertheless, I wouldnât regret the fact that I told her. Just the fact that sheâs now aware of me, not as ăjust a childhood friendă, but someone of the ăother sexă, was great. â was what he was telling himself.
He continued to put up a front in Latinaâs presence.
For some reason or another, thatâs what he decided to do.
He didnât want to show his miserable side in front of the girl that he likes. He didnât want to lose to the ăbackă that he wanted to catch up with. Just pretending, was the absolute ăbestă that Rudolf could manage at the moment.
âIs it alright now?â
âUn.â
Kenneth calls out worriedly seeing her return to the kitchen. Latina nods to the question and answers.
Latina had quite a refreshed look, and had gotten her calm back. She had returned to how she was before she had aggravated the relationship between her and Dale.
The sight of her briskly completing her work, as well as her, brilliant smile, not a cloud in sight, was back.
âŚ.
âIâve decided, to tell Dale properly, no.â
âWafu?â
Inside the room in the attic, Latina said as she was changing Wind into his pajamas and brushing his hair, as he was laying down on his back.
She, who had not noticed the feelings of her childhood friend by her side.
She had also come to realise that, when she had planned to tell Dale her feelings, yet was lacking in explanation, it had actually been really helpful for her. Even if they were always next to each other, there was no way to fully understand all of the other personâs feelings.
If it was a feeling that she canât simply give up on, she had to challenge it countless times.
She should never have thought that Dale would accept her feelings so easily.
âOne more time, Iâll try my best. And even if I fail the next time, Iâll keep on trying, no.â
âWan.â
âBefore that, I have to apologize to Dale. I have to apologize for making him worry. And, I have to do it properly, no.â
Even though she was hugging Wind tightly, her face didnât show any hints of sorrow or pain. Within her eyes carried a resolute determination.
âI knew that, Dale thinks of me as a ăchildă, mon. It was bad of me to lose heart over something like that, no.â
âWafuu.â
âWhich is why, Iâll try my best starting tomorrow, no.â
She had reaffirmed that her feelings were not something she would give up.
She had no room for losing heart, or growing timid.
She was still quite a bit far away from becoming ăher ideal womană. No matter how much she tries, she would still be lacking.
Despite that, there would be people who would tell her that they âlike herâ. Although, she couldnât afford growing arrogant, she decided to try be a little bit more confident. Her efforts would not be in vain.
âI donât plan on giving up, mon. In that case, I have to try harder!â
âWan.â
Feeling the warmth from her ăfriendâs ă encouragement, Latina furthered her resolve.
â A few days after.
A single letter arrived from the royal capital to the ăDancing Ocelotă in Kroix.
Written there, was a simple sentence, stating that Dale had fallen ill.