Chapter 133
- Then does that mean you were with Giselle Moltke all this time?
- For a few days. In the middle of it, Giselle said she didn’t need any more help and requested to end the protection. After that, I don’t know where she is either.
- Do you know about the relationship between Giselle Moltke and Red Shadow?
- I don’t know anything about that. I don’t know how Giselle knows Red Shadow.
- You really don’t know?
- I really don’t. Honestly, I’m curious too. Whether the woman who appeared in the emergency room was really Giselle. Suppose it was, whether her body is okay. Where she is now and what she’s doing.
- Was it very hard for you after breaking up with her?
- We didn’t date for that long, but I liked her a lot. She was a good person. So I hope she’s doing well.
Tristan Lindbergh looked emotionally strained, so they took a short break.
He did some light stretching during that time, but he didn’t look like someone in recovery.
- It seems like you’re still on good terms even after breaking up. She deceived you, so don’t you resent her?
- At first, I felt an overwhelming sense of betrayal. I thought she approached me to use me.
But after we broke up, we came to understand each other’s sincerity.
Given the situation, we can’t go back to how things were, but we’ve remained friends who support each other.
If there hadn’t been external problems, we would’ve dated normally and reached a happy ending.
- By the way, your injuries seem to have healed very quickly. What’s your secret?
- Nothing. But while I was in Paradise Hill City, I did meet White Hands.
- Who is White Hands?
- A healing esper known only through word of mouth in the underworld. No one knows their identity.
- That’s surprising.
- I didn’t see their face either. I don’t even know if they’re a man or a woman. I only saw their hands while half-asleep.
…(omitted)…
- Lastly, is there anything you want to say?
- Giselle once said this.
When watching action movies, she didn’t know whether to empathize with the protagonist or the villain.
This isn’t to defend criminals. I’m just stating an objective fact. The Moltke siblings cared deeply for each other.
Raphael overlooked everything, even when Giselle sent him to prison multiple times and stole important documents to pass to the police.
That’s why it must have been even harder for her. She made a very difficult choice.
So I hope people will continue to support her.
And… Myers. Since I’m your older brother, I have no choice but to arrest you. I’m sorry. For not being a proper older brother to you when you were young.
***
As if sleep really is the best medicine, Johan looked noticeably better after getting a good rest.
Just looking at his sharp eyes and the cold aura dripping from his face, he seemed aloof like a cat, not the type to be hung up on love.
But if you look closely, he’s like a puppy.
Picky, sensitive, and sharp.
Ah, and also quite a bit bigger in size.
“What are you going to do today?”
“Why are you asking me that?”
Is he still not over being angry? But I have plenty to be upset about too.
“So there’s nothing you want to do with me. Fine, then. I’ll just find a man to go on a date with.”
Johan’s brows furrowed.
For a brief moment, his face twisted harshly before he roughly set his fork down.
“Giselle. I’m warning you, don’t act like that.”
“Why? What are you going to do if I keep acting like this?”
“You won’t like what happens. I don’t want to make you cry again, so stop.”
Johan answered without thinking, then when I pressed my lips together tightly, he quietly corrected himself.
He looks worried I might cry like yesterday.
“I intend to do whatever you want. So you shouldn’t be asking me.”
“Actually, I have to go to work today.”
“Work?”
Johan raised his brows.
He looks like he just heard something completely absurd.
“I work at a restaurant.”
“You?”
“Yes. Is that strange?”
“…Did you come here without any money?”
For a brief moment, I realized he really is from a wealthy family.
The kind of person who lives in a world where managing existing wealth is natural, with no need or reason to work.
“It’s not about money… I need to work! You wanted to become a police officer too.”
“That’s a matter of self-fulfillment.”
“I’m pursuing self-fulfillment too. It’s something people my age do a lot. …It really feels like I’m finally living a normal life, and it makes me really happy.”
It’s nothing grand, and I feel embarrassed romanticizing ordinary labor, so I kept rambling excuses to him.
“I used to live comfortably on the money Raphael gave me. This is the first time I’m taking care of myself, and I feel really proud. Of course it’s hard, but still. Anyway, hurry up and eat.”
Heh.
Johan gave a light smile.
It wasn’t mocking. It felt like he simply liked seeing me achieve such a modest dream.
Johan focused on finishing his food, and I rested my chin on my hand as I watched him.
I couldn’t help but smile every time I watched him devour the food, bite after bite.
Johan raised his brows. “Why are you looking at me like that?”
“Because I like what I see.”
He still seems tense, but he looks better than before, so I feel a bit relieved.
I called out to him, who looked puzzled.
“Johan.”
“Yes.”
“I missed you.”
“…Is that so?”
It’s such a flat answer it almost makes me drowsy, but it feels like his voice trembled slightly.
“I really missed you a lot. I regretted leaving alone every single moment. I’m sorry. Please forgive me.”
“….”
Seeing that he can’t forgive me, I guess he really was hurt a lot.
It’s not something I should force, so I made a different request.
“Hurry up and say you missed me too. Okay?”
He said it just fine at dawn, but now that the sun is up, he keeps his mouth tightly shut.
I admit I did something terrible to Johan.
And I admit that I like him far more than I imagined.
Now I’m just going to push forward without caring about anything else.
Living while only holding back is no way to live.
“I like you.”
“….”
Johan’s eyes wavered.
He suppresses his agitation and studies me.
Our eyes meet in the air, and I smile softly.
“If you don’t believe me, I’ll say it every day until you do. I like you.”
He doesn’t seem to believe my confession, but today isn’t the only day.
I was quietly giggling to myself as I finished the remaining salad.
“Raphael is desperately searching for you. Even in this situation, he’s deployed his subordinates and is drawing resentment.”
He’s changing the subject.
“Let him suffer a bit. I’m not going to care anymore.”
“Are you going to keep hiding like this?”
“Raphael won’t change. He can’t. We’re cursed. That’s why it’s right for us to go our separate ways.”
I stabbed the cabbage with my fork. It felt like my insides were being stabbed too.
“We feel too sorry for each other, and because of that, we love each other too much…. We do love, but we never learned how to love properly, so it’s blind. If we stay together, we’ll live like that forever. This is the curse Andrew left behind.”
“….”
“You said you wouldn’t pity me, right?”
“Yes.”
I like that even if he grows fond of me, he still doesn’t pity me.
“Even if I think it’s unfortunate, I won’t pity you.”
It must have been that day. The moment I heard those words, it felt like this man entered deep into my heart.
“That’s why I like you even more.”
Since I planned to buy clothes Johan could wear before going to work, we headed to a clothing store after finishing our meal.
Our reflections appeared in the shop window.
Johan was following behind me with his hands in his pockets. His gaze was still fixed on me.
What is he thinking about?
What is he feeling right now?
I turned back and held out my hand to him.
Johan glanced at my hand as if he didn’t understand.
“My hands are cold.”
“Then we should buy gloves.”
“…Aren’t your hands cold?”
“I’m fine.”
Is he just oblivious?
Or is he refusing because he doesn’t want to hold my hand?
Unsure, I just pulled my hand back. If it’s the latter, forcing it wouldn’t do any good.
‘If you like someone, isn’t it natural to want to see them and touch them?’
I stepped back and walked beside Johan.
I asked him casually, “I have a white shirt for men at home. I bought it because it made me think of you, so wear it sometime later.”
“You… thought of me?”
“Yes. I thought it would suit you well.”
He looked a bit dazed, as if surprised, so I asked another question, “What kind of clothes are you going to buy? Pants and a shirt again? It’s winter, so it’ll be cold. Get a coat too.”
“I’ll buy anything. Choosing clothes in a situation like this is unreasonable.”
“That’s true. I want to see you in a knit and jeans.”
Johan didn’t reply.
Right then, we arrived at the clothing store.
Jingle!
As we opened the door and went inside, a cheerful bell rang.
We each picked out clothes.
We chose things that would be easy to move in as much as possible.
Johan took off his worn suit and changed into new clothes.
It was a knit and jeans.
A small smile spread across my face.
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