Reyce was in front of the orphanage, under a big tree.
Surrounded by multiple girls. Dressed in quality clothing in the middle, she's the only daughter of the biggest merchant around here. Beautiful beauty with beautiful curly hair, looking strong but well developed. Is it the friend around? Somehow Reis is on the verge.
With a reasonably well built body, fully taller and more masculine in beauty, Reyce was unknowingly popular with girls of her age as a reputable beauty man in the neighborhood.
Both the glossy brunette, who used to be disgusted, and the sliced red eyes, they became caught as' attractive '.
I suppress feelings of deviation and look at things a little further away.
"Is Mr. Reyes in love with the Barrett lady?
I let my shoulders jump on such a question that I could hardly hear. The lady from the Barrett family is about me. For generations, my family has served this lord who can preside over the territory of Alrvere, and I go by as quite a famous family.
It's no surprise that I, the daughter of such a house, were to hang out everywhere side by side with the boy amicably, even though it's already about to be in the past, rumored that we are 'that kind of amiable'.
Reis is an orphan, but his replacement Uncle Alan and my father are best friends to each other, and it's possible he's seen as an approved 'fiancé'.
What would Reis give back?
I held a handkerchief to my chest, calming my ringing heart and concentrating all my nerves on my ears.
It's not "love buddies," so you'd make me deny it there, but I'd expect just a little bit.
'Friends' if you can, 'Being like a family' if you want to. It doesn't matter if it's "just childhood taming".
Even if the status quo was alienating, I wanted words out of his mouth that would tell me that I and Reis were still connected. I will wait for his response.
But the reality is brutal.
"Love buddies? Stop kidding. - I don't like that woman. I rather hate it. I hate it."
Reyce said so to grind her eyes cold and clear and spit them out, as far as she could tell from afar.
Crossed by a blowing wind, the words quickly and clearly reached my tympanic membrane. At the same time, from around my chest, it did sound pissy and my heart cracked.
Slowly the force falls out of your body.
Until now, 'pain', desperately deluded, overflowed from his chest and eroded his whole body like poison.
... I hate it, I hate it.
If you chew that word again, the membrane of tears covers your eyes.
But his pursuit is still unstoppable.
"My personality is gutsy. No shards of femininity."
"You look too plain to see any compliments"
"I've always been depressed and I've been annoyed"
Ramblings at me that pop up one after another. Your daughters, who were confronted by Reis, are also wolfed by the story on the boulder.
............ I, on the other hand, had felt the emotions of 'grief' reaching its limit being repainted with twitching and another thought in the wake of his numerous remarks.
Gasatsu? No shards of femininity either?
Certainly true. Based on my father's education policy of "I don't care, I want you to grow up well", I grew up to be a perfect mother-in-law and daughter, more lively than interested in sewing and confectionery making at home.
Plain appearance?
I can't deny this either. Unlike the beautiful Lace, I have dull golden tea hair with thin blue eyes mixed with ash. Due to a slight tendency to fish, it can also be seen to be slightly tight overall. Skin is healthy wheat color and does not bring together feminine roundness or suppleness.
Depressing or annoying?
I didn't realize you hated me that much. I'm sorry.
If I had a special winning personality, like crying in silence here and leaving this place, I wouldn't have received a rating for 'Gasatsu' from Reyce, in the first place.
Originally I finally remembered that I had a distant personality from the words' sookie 'and' healthy '. I know how to fix it, but the roots have a rough temper, fine.
Grief circles and gradually transforms into anger.
If I were to put it in a more direct way - I was pretty.
I chew my lips ghoulishly and force myself to stop the tears I was about to scratch. And he nodded his long golden hair, leaping forward to them.
"Ba, Mr. Barrett......!?
The merchant's daughter is surprised to see those big eyes open, but I'm sorry, but now I want you to pull in.
It's not for you.
I walked in a straight line, and this one too, with my sudden appearance, to Race, who solidified in amazement. And aim for that beautiful face and throw a thoughtful hand towel at it.
With only a slight shock to his cheek, the ribbon-wrapped handkerchief quietly fell to the ground. Chasing that red flower with my eyes, I still can't forgive myself for thinking about that earlier in my nails, like "a little cute" on Reis' shuddering face, or "Reis I haven't seen close in a long time, it's still cool" and I find him thoughtful.
Then he held his fist firmly and slammed it into his abdomen with all his might.
"Guh......!
A short groan leaked out of Reyce's mouth, but the mindset is a blow to the little girl. I wouldn't have done that much damage to him that I usually work out.
Still, it was the fullest retaliation I could now, having secretly learned physical surgery as a protective measure from Uncle Alan.
"- I hate you too!
If I shouted so with momentum, I saw my face as if he had been played, but I couldn't even peek at the emotions that resided behind those red eyes. Finally, my tear glands were at their limit.
Wipe the Shizuku that conveys your cheeks.
Flip your body and escape at a glance.
Because it's Lace's birthday, and with one hand untie her tempered, braided hair. Flip your favorite laced skirt on a special occasion only.
I just ran.
And I was looking forward to that growth every year with Reis, squatting in front of Ricola's flower bed in the garden of our Barrett family.
"Ugh, ku......"
I kept crying until the sun went down.
- That's how my pale first love was scattered over the wood dust.