They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System

Chapter 478: What He Really Felt

Carl must be curious what she thought of him, and of the other two.

She took a breath, smoothed her hair back behind her ear, and organized her thoughts carefully, because she already knew he would catch her if she tried to wriggle around the question again.

She let out another small sigh, pressing her lips together as if weighing every word with care. She looked down for a moment, then lifted her gaze to meet Carl’s.

"Alright," she began, voice soft but clear.

"If Arthur is an iceberg, recently steadfast, massive, impossible to ignore, then Somto is...like a mountain range."

She paused, searching for the right image. "Strong in a different way. He feels like something that’s been there for thousands of years. No matter what storms or earthquakes come, he doesn’t really move. He has this...quiet certainty about him. It makes you feel like if he says you’re safe, then you really are, no matter what."

Carl listened without moving, though inwardly he felt a small tightening in his chest. There was a different warmth in her tone when she spoke about Somto, so subtle most people would miss it, but he had learned to hear those delicate shifts.

Still, he kept his expression neutral, only tapping his pen lightly against his notebook as if to encourage her to continue.

She went on, voice taking on a thoughtful lilt. "Arthur is colder, more distant, but it doesn’t feel uncaring. He has this focus...like nothing can distract him when he decides something matters. He’s intimidating, but also comforting in this very strict way. Like if he’s watching over you, he’ll never waver. You can rely on him."

Carl’s eyes softened at that. Yes, Arthur always had been unwavering, a quality he respected deeply.

a shy smile curving her lips. "You’re...like the

his eyes, though he was careful to keep

forget how deep you really are. You make everyone feel welcome, like your warmth is just...endless. But there’s so much going on beneath all that light. You

than that. You feel safe,

gaze dropped to the table, her fingers absently tracing the patterns on the glass. "But I don’t really believe this. I believe that as far as

at her, and something unreadable flickered across his face before

taught himself to bear. She saw

spoke about Somto though, so certain, so unconsciously tender, he couldn’t help but wonder if she was

Because Somto’s heart, as far

that show. Instead, he gave her an approving nod, letting only warmth

you think I’m the ocean under light. I’ll try to remember

but the tension

against his palm, studying her with a fondness so

you for answering," he said at last, voice steady and kind. "I suppose I can let you off the

he would be watching her more closely from now on. Not to

truly starting to move toward Somto, he needed to be

promised himself he would always be her family. And sometimes, family meant quietly carrying the

a sigh of relief once he accepted her answer. I knew he wasn’t telling me to choose a personality. But seriously, couldn’t he have done a better