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….”

 

Laritte did the same after watching him

 

Ian shut

 

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

 

over the branch to Laritte that was holding the

 

this for

 

don’t have to make an

 

“….Achoo!”

 

“Maybe I should have…”

 

her furry coat and covered Ian’s

 

be at ease, but his

 

cold breeze poked him harder in

 

catch

 

not see her

 

one that was holding the bucket before, as she

 

“Hey, I’m….I’m all right…..”

 

shouldn’t have allowed you to come in the first place. I am

 

brought him home and made him sit on the chair in

 

at him,

 

source of food….let’s stick to the

 

don’t think that’s a very

 

something wrong. It’s my first time cooking fish. I don’t know if

 

was also worried because she only ate

 

ticklish feeling in his

 

words. They were still addressing each other as

 

for her to

 

“Hey.”

 

Ian called Larrite.

 

wiping away her tears that she got from laughing, shook her

 

“Yes.”

 

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

 

face, that was just smiling, suddenly

 

from finishing

 

“What was that, Ro…..”

 

Rose.

 

trying to spit out

 

“No.”

 

“….Pardon?”

 

She stumbled backwards.

 

natural reaction for

 

desperately trying to avoid that name

 

and stepped

 

 

was time for the carpet to do

 

to balance Laritte,

 

“Ah!”

 

“Are you all right?!”

 

“Don’t come near me!”

 

cut through the

 

Laritte’s hands were trembling.

 

‘Rose, Rose, Rose!’

 

you Rose! That’s all you had to

 

are you going

 

make breakfast…..so

 

up but did not make eye contact with

 

could not understand how the atmosphere

 

“I’m cooking this time…..”

 

there. Why don’t

 

‘Please.’

 

‘Don’t come near me.’

 

was written on her distorted

 

was now walking towards the

 

will be there when you calm down. We

 

answer came

 

was left alone, pressed his

 

way to know what mistake he had

 

she want to be familiar with me, a so-called

 

Laritte’s expression to make

 

 

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