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….”

 

did the same after watching him laugh

 

Ian shut

 

Soon, both of them went silent and

 

handed over the branch to Laritte that

 

brought this for

 

don’t have to make an

 

“….Achoo!”

 

“Maybe I should have…”

 

off her furry coat and covered Ian’s

 

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

 

cold breeze poked him harder in the

 

back quickly. If you catch a cold, you

 

her face because of

 

Ian’s hand, the one that was holding the bucket before, as she

 

“Hey, I’m….I’m all right…..”

 

to come in the first place.

 

home and made him sit on the chair in front of

 

up at him,

 

it’s a good source of food….let’s stick to

 

that’s a very good

 

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

 

only

 

ticklish

 

still addressing each other as ‘you’ instead of

 

for her to change the

 

“Hey.”

 

Ian called Larrite.

 

away her tears that she got from laughing,

 

“Yes.”

 

has been a while since we met. Why don’t we call ourselves by our real

 

was just

 

Ian from finishing his

 

“What was that, Ro…..”

 

Rose.

 

him from trying to spit out

 

“No.”

 

“….Pardon?”

 

She stumbled backwards.

 

was a natural reaction for

 

trying to avoid that

 

stepped back and stepped on

 

 

for the carpet to do

 

carpet tore away, unable to balance Laritte, making her

 

“Ah!”

 

“Are you all right?!”

 

“Don’t come near me!”

 

cut through

 

Laritte’s hands were trembling.

 

‘Rose, Rose, Rose!’

 

That’s all you

 

you going to haunt Laritte’s poor

 

will make breakfast…..so take a

 

did not make eye contact with

 

not understand how the atmosphere

 

“I’m cooking this time…..”

 

don’t you do it next

 

‘Please.’

 

‘Don’t come near me.’

 

was written on her distorted

 

who was now walking towards the

 

calm down. We can continue

 

no answer came

 

alone, pressed his fingers hard on his

 

way to know

 

want to be familiar with me,

 

expression to

 

 

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