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

 

shut

 

the joy did not last for long. Soon, both of them went silent

 

the branch to Laritte that was holding

 

this

 

you don’t have

 

“….Achoo!”

 

“Maybe I should have…”

 

Laritte took off her furry coat and covered

 

mouth to make her be at

 

breeze poked him harder

 

If you catch a cold, you will be

 

her face because of

 

was holding the bucket before, as she led the

 

“Hey, I’m….I’m all right…..”

 

to come in the first place. I

 

hurriedly brought him home and made him sit on the chair in front

 

at him,

 

a good source of food….let’s stick to

 

that’s a very good

 

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

 

she only ate the same food

 

he felt a ticklish feeling in

 

something offensive in her words. They were still addressing each

 

time for her to change the

 

“Hey.”

 

Ian called Larrite.

 

that she got from laughing, shook her head and motioned to

 

“Yes.”

 

we call ourselves by our real names when we are

 

that was just smiling,

 

kept Ian from finishing

 

“What was that, Ro…..”

 

Rose.

 

from trying to

 

“No.”

 

“….Pardon?”

 

She stumbled backwards.

 

a natural

 

to

 

stepped back and stepped on the

 

 

the carpet to do

 

unable to balance Laritte,

 

“Ah!”

 

“Are you all right?!”

 

“Don’t come near me!”

 

cry cut through the

 

Laritte’s hands were trembling.

 

‘Rose, Rose, Rose!’

 

you Rose! That’s all you had to

 

long are you going to haunt

 

breakfast…..so take a

 

stood up but did not

 

not understand how the atmosphere

 

“I’m cooking this time…..”

 

there. Why don’t you do it

 

‘Please.’

 

‘Don’t come near me.’

 

was written on her

 

Laritte, who was now walking towards

 

will be there when you calm down. We can continue talking

 

answer

 

alone, pressed his fingers

 

was no way to know what mistake

 

to be familiar with me, a so-called

 

Laritte’s expression to

 

 

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