They Said My Status Stayed the Same Even Though I Reincarnated in Another World!?

"- Have you calmed down?

Eventually, when my crying stopped, Mr. Ligret said gently:

"Yes...... I'm sorry, Mr. Ligret. Clothes, get dirty."

"You don't care about that. Now I want to know why you were so sad."

When I hear that word, a feeling of black sprouts springs up in my chest again.

"... because I, Mr. Ligret and I are going to be friends, that's what I thought. But Mr. Ligret knew he wasn't, and that's me, sad."

"So, did you escape?

"Yes......"

I nod and talk without covering up.

"I'm sure you hurt me, Mr. Ligret, before you know it again, and you hate me for it, so I thought I couldn't be your friend. And when I thought about it, it was so painful, and Mr. Ligret was so sweet, I thought," Okay, I'm sorry. "

"I'm sorry, that's a strange way of saying it. I wonder how that feels."

"Uh..."

I don't know how to say it, I twist my head and somehow choose the word closest to how I really feel and speak.

"... me, I'm a bad kid, so I'm sure just being on my side makes people feel bad. So being on the side of a nice guy like Mr. Ligret just makes me happy and it just seems like I'm getting it, so I'm sorry..."

"I see, so you'll never get close again, what did you say?

I snort at Mr. Ligret's words.

"... already, you dumb kid, if you fari"

Mr Ligrette said in a frightened but somewhere happy voice.

"No - it's me who's stupid, isn't it? I'm sorry, Fari. I didn't think I'd hurt you so much. I didn't say we can't be friends because I hate you."

I open my eyes to thoughtless words.

When I saw Mr. Ligret's face, he was smiling gently.

"I said that because you and I are rivals, not so much you are a goal to me, a good enemy to defeat. I mean, I put on a little outfit and I said things that were hard to understand."

My heart lightens only a little when I hear what Mr Ligret has to say.

And just a few more, and expectations have come up.

"Uh... so I'm not hated by Mr. Ligret?

"Of course."

You assured me, Mr. Ligret. To that word, I was dodgy, and my chest got hot.

"I'm glad I met you today, too. Suddenly, I went somewhere... and I couldn't help but wonder if you hated me, could you?

"Uh, sorry..."

"It's okay, Fari. I'm not mad at you."

Mr. Ligret is kind enough to say.

And as he stroked my head, he aligned his cheeks.

A testament to my love. That's all I mean is that you care about me.

I was happy, I couldn't wait to feel it, and I zeroed my tears again.

But next time I shed a tear, it must taste sweet.

Because it's so full of warmth in my chest.

"Fari. Let's make up. And from today on me and you..."

Mr. Ligret's comforting voice whispers in my ear.

"- Friend."

To those sweet words, I nodded with a small voice, shaking in my chest, yeah.