After school that day, Nelson and Norish normally resumed their practice.
On the surface, as before yesterday, we were still arguing a little bit, but from the point of view of those who knew the circumstances, it seemed like we were wondering how far we could go.
Nelson's knights were slightly restrained, and Norish looked at Nelson's behavior.
After finishing his tutorial, Almark nodded as he heard the two of them from Wendy.
I see. Those two will be fine. "
"Yeah."
Wendy smiles gently.
"I think so too."
Now, we need to make sure our interaction is solid.
It was Almark who thought so, but something unexpected happened the next day.
I don't know why, but Wendy managed to avoid Almark.
I don't mean to make Almark feel disgusted.
If Almark talks, he'll be as kind as usual.
However, the response was somewhat different from yesterday.
I felt like I was always talking to Wendy, "I feel like you understand me" and "I feel like I understand you". I felt like I was talking over a thin cloth.
From Almark, Wendy seemed to want to distance herself from him.
In fact, she talked to Almark much less often.
At first I thought it would be my own fault, but for two consecutive days from that day, I suddenly felt restless when I was refused to practice the play because of costume making.
I wonder if Wendy hated me.
Think back on your recent behavior.
A concert after an adventure in the fountain cave.
Promise on the way home.
Fight against darkness in the night herbal hunt.
Interaction with Wendy from theater practice.
Almark was proud to have strengthened his relationship with Wendy more than ever in such a series of incidents.
However, looking at Wendy's current attitude, it seemed on the contrary that they were all the cause of Wendy's dislike.
Without being able to ask what her change was, and of course without knowing why, Almark was scolded by Morgan for making many small mistakes in making tools.
The next day, Wendy's attitude was restored, and Almark's pale expectation that he could ask lightly what had happened until yesterday was still fragile and crushed.
Wendy, greeted by Almark in class in the morning, turned away immediately after saying "Good morning."
Even if Almark talks something, the conversation ends in two or three words.
I don't feel angry.
Almark knows that, too.
However, Wendy wants to stay away from Almark.
I felt it.
But it's too sudden.
Wendy's change was completely incomprehensible to Almark, who had the weird confidence that he didn't know how a girl felt.
When I saw Wendy dealing with boys other than herself, Wallis and Raidow as usual, it was just a heartbreaking and kind of sad feeling.
Even after school that day, Almark, who refused to practice the play, consulted Morgan on his way home.
"I think Wendy hated me."
Morgan looks strange at the words.
"You're Wendy?
"Yeah."
As Almark nods softly, Morgan wrinkles his neck.
"Why do you think that?"
Almark told Morgan about Wendy's behavior yesterday.
Morgan left his face open and hit him with a gavel.
"It didn't look like that to me. Sure, I thought you guys had less conversation than usual."
"For me, I already feel the difference between heaven and earth."
That's how Morgan looked at Almark, who dropped his shoulders and looked at something unusual.
"I don't think I care that much. I can't believe Wendy hates Almark."
After Morgan said that, he said, "Ah, but..."
"Before, Raido said that someone would take it easy because love is a quick winner. I don't know, but I wonder if that happens."
Someone.
Almark sees Morgan's face.
"Even if you look at me with such a sad face. I don't think Wendy's the only one."
Morgan answers in trouble.
"I mean, it's only been three days, right? Maybe Wendy hasn't eaten much lately."
……
Morgan saw Almark's expression.
"Ah, you don't think you should have consulted me. Well, I certainly don't know how a girl feels."
That makes me laugh bitterly.
"Why don't you ask Wendy directly?
"I thought about that, too."
Almark is lying.
I'm scared.
"You really think Wendy's gonna make you."
That's what Morgan says and laughs.
"It's not funny."
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Morgan can pull in a laugh.
"If you want to know how a girl feels, why don't you ask her? With Norish or Lilty? I can write such a script, so I might as well cum."
"Girl."
Almark looks scared.
"Almark, you're always..."
Morgan said with a stupid face.
"It's okay to talk to Leila about torque. Can't you hear it when you cut the dark monsters and the northern mercenaries together?"
"I feel that the category of fear is different."
Almark said in a small voice.
"I feel sorry for myself."
"How about a boy? I wonder if Raidor and Wallis are the ones in my class who might understand how girls feel."
Raidow.
I feel a little better on Almark's face.
Let's ask Leido.
"Yes, I will."
Morgan nods.
"Don't ask for torque or anything by mistake. Because I will never say anything stupid."
"That's right. I feel like I don't know how a girl feels about torque."
Almark nodded.
"When I get back to the dorm, I'll ask Raido. Thank you, Morgan."
"You're welcome."
Morgan tapped Almark gently on the shoulder, as Almark always did.
"Talk to me whenever you want to eat something delicious. If you eat well, most things will work out."
Almark, who broke up with Morgan as he went up the stairs of the dorm and tried to return to his room, was surprisingly stopped from behind.
"You're in trouble."
"... do you understand?"
I accidentally admitted it.
I knew it.
The torque burst into laughter.
Talk to me.