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 watching

 

shut his

 

the joy did not last for long. Soon, both of them went silent and

 

to Laritte that was

 

brought this for

 

don’t have to

 

“….Achoo!”

 

“Maybe I should have…”

 

furry coat

 

be at ease, but his cheeks felt

 

poked him

 

go back quickly. If you catch a cold, you will be

 

not see her face because of the

 

that was holding the bucket

 

“Hey, I’m….I’m all right…..”

 

to come in the first place.

 

sit on the chair in front

 

up at him,

 

a good source of

 

that’s a

 

might do something wrong. It’s my first time cooking fish. I

 

also worried because she only ate the

 

he felt a ticklish feeling in his

 

were still addressing

 

time for her to

 

“Hey.”

 

Ian called Larrite.

 

was wiping away her tears that she got from laughing, shook her head and

 

“Yes.”

 

Why don’t we call ourselves by our real

 

face, that was

 

Ian from

 

“What was that, Ro…..”

 

Rose.

 

from trying to spit out

 

“No.”

 

“….Pardon?”

 

She stumbled backwards.

 

was a natural

 

trying to avoid that name

 

and stepped

 

 

it was time for the

 

away, unable to

 

“Ah!”

 

“Are you all right?!”

 

“Don’t come near me!”

 

shrill cry cut through the

 

Laritte’s hands were trembling.

 

‘Rose, Rose, Rose!’

 

Rose! That’s all

 

going to haunt Laritte’s poor

 

breakfast…..so

 

did not make eye contact

 

how

 

“I’m cooking this time…..”

 

Why don’t you

 

‘Please.’

 

‘Don’t come near me.’

 

was written on her

 

shouted at Laritte, who was now

 

be there when you calm down. We can

 

answer came

 

was left alone, pressed his fingers hard

 

to know

 

want to be familiar with me, a so-called

 

expression to

 

 

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