Chapter 11

 

In order to hold it steady, he stitched the fish to a small branch.

 

In the meantime, the bucket was overflowing with water.

 

Laritte caught the bucket before it got drifted away with the current of the lake.

 

“Wait.”

 

“Now I will hold it.”

 

‘That is ridiculous!’

 

Laritte tried to run back the way she came from with the bucket in her hands.

 

So that it would be impossible for him to catch up to her.

 

 

But soon Ian, who was able to catch up to her, grabbed the handle of the bucket.

 

“I already told you before, so it would be fair if you let me.”

 

“You surely have the ability to brazen up nonsense. Can’t you see the bucket is full to its brim?”

 

 

He was holding the bucket’s handle with one of his hands. Laritte shifted her eyes to look at his other hand, noticing that it was wriggling.

 

It held the fish stitched on a branch.

 

‘He is driving me crazy.’

 

Eventually, Laritte bursted into a huge laughter.

 

But this caused her to loosen her grip on the handle.

 

Laritte almost lost her strength, laughing at the sight while the handle broke away from the bucket.

 

And Ian was still holding it……

 

Suddenly, the bucket flew towards him, spatting out all the water on his face.

 

It was the freezing cold water.

 

Water dripped down his cheeks.

 

But it was Laritte’s face that changed its color, turning pale instantly.

 

Shocked, she stopped herself.

 

It was when Ian sneezed that she came to her senses.

 

While Ian was wiping away the water that flowed down to his solid chest, Laritte brought some hot tea.

 

 

His appearance of putting her coat on his shoulder like a blanket seemed pathetic in the light of the fire.

 

Larrite handed him the cup, bending her knee to sit down next to him.

 

“….I really feel very sorry.”

 

“It’s okay……Achoo!”

 

Even Laritte, who had to grow up without expressing her feelings, frowned at her own foolishness.

 

That stammering excuse gave her a frank feeling.

 

“That…..fish was so funny.”

 

The fish was still on his hand, with its eyes opened.

 

Suddenly Ian, who was staring at the fish, started laughing.

 

“Haha!”

 

“Don’t laugh….now….”

 

same after

 

shut

 

both of them went silent and held back

 

over the branch to Laritte that was

 

brought this

 

don’t have to

 

“….Achoo!”

 

“Maybe I should have…”

 

Laritte took off her furry coat and covered Ian’s

 

make her be at ease, but his cheeks felt like they were

 

poked him harder in the

 

back quickly. If you catch a

 

could not see her

 

hand, the one that was holding the bucket before, as she led the way to the

 

“Hey, I’m….I’m all right…..”

 

have allowed you to come in the first place. I

 

him sit on the

 

up at him,

 

source of food….let’s stick to the current

 

don’t think that’s a

 

might do something wrong. It’s my first time cooking fish. I don’t know if it will suit your taste,

 

was also worried because she only ate the same food for

 

felt a ticklish feeling in

 

offensive in her words. They were still addressing each other as ‘you’ instead of their

 

be time for her to

 

“Hey.”

 

Ian called Larrite.

 

tears that she got from laughing, shook her head and

 

“Yes.”

 

while since we met. Why don’t we call ourselves by our real names when we are a

 

face, that was

 

kept Ian from

 

“What was that, Ro…..”

 

Rose.

 

him from trying

 

“No.”

 

“….Pardon?”

 

She stumbled backwards.

 

natural reaction

 

had been desperately trying to avoid

 

back and

 

 

it was time for the carpet to do its

 

to balance Laritte, making

 

“Ah!”

 

“Are you all right?!”

 

“Don’t come near me!”

 

cut

 

Laritte’s hands were trembling.

 

‘Rose, Rose, Rose!’

 

That’s all you had

 

you going to haunt

 

make breakfast…..so take a

 

did not make eye contact

 

understand how the atmosphere changed

 

“I’m cooking this time…..”

 

Why don’t you do it next

 

‘Please.’

 

‘Don’t come near me.’

 

on her

 

at Laritte, who was

 

there when you calm down.

 

answer came

 

pressed his

 

to know

 

want to be familiar with me, a

 

Laritte’s expression to

 

 

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