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….”

 

the same after watching him

 

Ian shut

 

joy did not last for long. Soon, both of

 

branch to Laritte that was holding the

 

this for

 

don’t have to

 

“….Achoo!”

 

“Maybe I should have…”

 

off her furry coat and covered

 

tried to open his mouth to make her be at ease, but his cheeks felt like they

 

poked him harder

 

catch a cold, you will be

 

could not see her face because of

 

the bucket before, as she led the way to

 

“Hey, I’m….I’m all right…..”

 

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

 

and made him sit on the chair in front of the

 

at

 

a good source of food….let’s stick to the

 

don’t think that’s a

 

my first time cooking fish. I don’t

 

because she only ate the

 

a ticklish

 

her words. They were still addressing each other as

 

for her to change

 

“Hey.”

 

Ian called Larrite.

 

was wiping away her tears that she got from laughing,

 

“Yes.”

 

we met. Why don’t we call ourselves by our real names when we are a

 

that was just smiling,

 

kept Ian from finishing his

 

“What was that, Ro…..”

 

Rose.

 

him from trying to spit

 

“No.”

 

“….Pardon?”

 

She stumbled backwards.

 

natural reaction for

 

to

 

stepped back and stepped on

 

 

the

 

carpet tore away, unable 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

 

are you going to haunt

 

make breakfast…..so take a

 

did not make

 

not understand how the

 

“I’m cooking this time…..”

 

don’t you do it next

 

‘Please.’

 

‘Don’t come near me.’

 

written on her distorted

 

Laritte, who was now walking towards

 

be there when you calm down. We can continue

 

no answer came

 

was left alone, pressed his fingers hard on

 

no way to know what

 

want to be familiar with me, a so-called

 

he took Laritte’s expression to make such a

 

 

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