After I Stopped Sponsoring, the Female Leads Began Obsessing Over Me chapter 158

158 – Love Diary: Aria (2)

Go back a long way in time to a time when both Ian and Aria were young.

The background is a wide grassland.

A girl is reading a book alone in a cozy but old wooden house.

Her jet-black hair covering her eyes is uncomfortable, but maybe she’s used to it, and she can easily climb over the bookshelf.

“Let’s play Gloomy!”

When you stay locked in your room all day, a boy comes to you with a board game in his hand.

“You just read a book in your room today!”

The boy always says the same line.

When you open the window covered by the curtains, you will immediately see the boy, Ian Black Anchors, sticking his head in and smiling brightly.

To her childhood friend, the girl always answers in a swallowing voice.

“Ugh…”

“You can’t do that, Gloomy! Come on! Let’s play a board game together!”

“Yes…”

I stutter as if I’m embarrassed, but I know that it’s the happiest moment.

I had read the book I was reading dozens of times.

That’s why it was readable even if it was covered by bangs.

It was boring inside the house, and scary outside.

I was grateful to Ian for coming to visit me like this.

[Chronicle of the Hero]

I envied the warriors, wizards, and saints in the board games he brought.

‘…Ah.’

At this point, you will realize it.

Aria Lumines Belle.

She is revered by those around her as a candidate for sainthood, and she is now dreaming of her childhood when she was called ‘Gloomy’.

And then I realize it again.

The happy scene will end, and a dark scene will soon follow.

Hwiik –

A rough transition point.

The location is still her hometown, East Tan.

However, as time passed, it became an elementary education institution.

The surroundings are dark.

Even though she knew it was a dream, Aria flinched.

‘I’m scared.’

The girl, a little older than before, is holding her knees and burying her head.

‘It hurts.’

Her crouching Something about her comes flying to her.

Whether it is an eraser, a pencil, a small stone, or a sharp word.

– Gloomy. Gloomy.

– Bangs are messy!

– Black hair is dirty and sinister!

– I can’t even hear you!

– A pig with big breasts!

– Gloomy. Gloomy.

Ian is not here.

Because he is the highest noble in Easttan.

He is probably receiving magic lessons within the family. He was said to be quite talented.

The girl crouched even further.

The scene passes by quickly.

Sometimes I stay indoors.

Sometimes we are trapped in the dark.

Parents ask what they are doing after sending them to school while living a difficult life.

If you go to school with tears in your eyes, you will be bullied.

I climbed the cliff because I felt like I couldn’t stand it any longer.

Ian pulls himself down.

Ian said he was sorry for not being able to be with him.

But the bullying never ends.

With long, drawn wrists.

Ian comforts himself again.

Never-ending repetition.

Repeat, repeat.

‘It’s painful…’

Just when I thought it was too painful.

“Huh!”

The girl woke up from a nightmare.

She hurriedly looked around her.

Her soft lamp light enveloped her.

Cozy accommodation located near the academy.

“You fell asleep for a moment.”

Her overwhelming anxiety overtook her.

Because of her past memories, her mind was somewhat unstable.

But when she was young she was different from her.

She quickly rummaged through her drawers and found her own identification card.

[ Aria Lumines Belle ]

The girl, Aria, fiddled with her identification card with her own name on it.

It was a plaque given by the Pope himself.

It calmed down quickly.

“hehehe…”

Arya hated her real name.

That’s why this nameplate was even more precious.

I burst out laughing.

“Aria. That’s such a good name.”

Aria stroked her nameplate.

She received this name and she felt completely turned inside out.

People’s reactions were like that.

She no longer calls herself unlucky, unlucky, unable to hear her, or ignored.

She could now go out with confidence.

She is now able to solve the nightmares and fears that come unexpectedly on her own without the help of her childhood friend.

I gained confidence.

With her new name ‘Aria’, she will be completely different from her past, sloppy self.

That’s why Aria made a promise.

“Let’s forget the old name.”

She became the butt of ridicule and eventually she gave herself a name that forced her to stay in her house.

“And the memories she had with that name.”

Even the children who bullied her.

Even the school I didn’t want to go to.

My hometown too.

And maybe even a childhood friend.

All the memories of the painful times.

“You must forget everything you can forget.”

That was better for everyone.

Gumi was a nuisance to everyone, even to the person she loved.

It seemed that only then could she become her new self, ‘Aria’, not Gloomy.

Aria looked at her mirror and straightened her bangs.

She gently swept her bangs that were covering her eyes to the side.

‘I feel a little uneasy without bangs.’

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Aria clenched her fists and endured it.

Today was a day of great significance to her.

‘This is my first time inviting someone else to my house…’

Of course, when she was young, her Ian often came to visit.

But she came because she wanted Ian to come.

This time, Arya invited someone to her house of her own volition.

It was a very meaningful action for a homebody.

Of course, it was a situation that had no choice but to be like that.

Still, she couldn’t help but feel her heart pounding.

‘…I’m shaking.’

That moment.

— Knock knock!

A knock rang.

It was already time for the appointment.

Thump thump thump.

Her heart was pounding.

As her fever rose, she opened one button of her shirt.

Aria opened the door with a practiced smile.

“Uh, welcome!…?”

Ian was standing outside the door.

Her childhood friend, Ian von Fong East Thanh Black Anchors.

“Hello! Are you different from usual?”

That’s what he said.

Aria’s smiling face slowly sank.

Why did he suddenly come?

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Early semester.

The day after Ian (Pong Pong), who was a confessional bomber, was dumped by Sharon.

Ian (Pongpong)’s memory of the day he confessed to Aria, written in his journal, was so vivid that it was almost tangible.

“Gloomy. I like you. Go out with me!”

Pongpong, who had searched every warehouse, saying he was looking for something, came running to his childhood friend late in the evening with a board game engraved with their memories called [Chronicles of the Hero].

“To be honest… You don’t look like a man.”

The conversation between the two gradually matured.

In the direction of Ian being rejected by Aria in a rude manner.

While Ian was being smashed, another guest entered Aria’s house.

Ian glances at the guest and opens his mouth as if he is feeling unfairly treated.

“But Gumi, we’ve had a great time. We know each other better than anyone else!”

“Yes. I know it well. That may be the problem.”

“It’s good to know well, but why is that a problem? I know Gloomy better than anyone else. That’s why I can protect him!”

“Don’t call me by that name. And don’t you understand? You know the days were endlessly dark and miserable. That’s the problem.”

Pongpong seemed not to understand.

It was worth it.

Now in Pongpong’s head, ‘I need to know you in order to protect you when you are anxious!’ Because your head will be filled with this correct opinion.

Unfortunately, people are generally irrational creatures.

Aria is avoiding the ‘past’.

Of course, that ‘past’ included my childhood friend Pongpong.

Unfortunately, Ian made the worst choice.

She touched her ‘new present’ with her ‘past’.

“…Who went in?”

“It’s none of your business.”

Aria adjusted her revealing shirt.

Her breast size is so violent that it makes you forget the serious topic of conversation for a moment.

Aria’s eyes narrowed, perhaps because Ian’s gaze was the same.

The spark was sparked by the sincerity of the confession.

“How long have you been looking at me like that?”

With her sharp lines, Aria opened her heart.

“No, I’m not like that. With a pure heart!”

“Pure? Are you looking at her breasts while saying that?”

“Well, that is!”

“You know that I was nominated for a saint. And yet you targeted my body?”

“……”

Ian shut her mouth.

Aria’s voice became lower.

“You know. I was really thankful to you?”

“Really?”

“But I’m not sure now.”

“Gloomy…”

“Don’t come closer.”

Aria took a step back towards her door.

“Once we begin full-fledged sainthood classes, I won’t be able to meet you again. You have the worst reputation.”

“…Gloomy.”

“That name!”

Barak.

Aria screamed.

“Don’t call me by that name again!”

“But…”

“I’m no longer Glummy. I’m Aria. I’m a candidate for sainthood. I’m no longer depressed. I’m not tired. I’ll never go back to that name!”

She says she is fine, but she sees people around her who are not.

Aria was like that.

“…….”

Pongpong seemed to be worried about Aria even at this moment.

“But if things get difficult, you can come to me…”

“No. It will never get difficult.”

“That can’t be possible. I’ve said that before and several times…”

“Ha!”

Aria’s snort seems to have made her realize something.

Her words were thorny.

“You know what, Ian?”

“…Huh?”

“It seems like you want me to be depressed right now.”

“No, absolutely not. I’m just worried.”

“There is no need to worry.”

“…!”

“I am now a candidate for sainthood. My future is clearly decided. I am no longer the gloomy Gloomy. But why do you keep trying to make me the Gloomy of the past?”

Ian Black Angus bowed his head.

You shouldn’t apologize.

If you apologize…

“I’m sorry.”

… Then you are admitting it.

You’re going to be trash for gaslighting Aria.

Aria opened her mouth in disappointment.

“I knew that. You wanted to pretend you were nice, and you thought you were cool for comforting me, so you were next to me.”

“……”

Ian couldn’t open her mouth.

Just a moment of uncomfortable silence.

Aria let out her sigh harshly.

“Ha, yes. It worked out better. I already wanted to say this, didn’t I?”

“…Huh?”

“Let’s stop seeing each other now. We don’t play that game anymore. Don’t come looking for me.”

I flinch.

Pongpong hid the old board game he found while turning over the warehouse behind his back.

“Gloomy… No, Aria!”

Pongpong stretches out his hands as if hanging.

But Aria resolutely opened her mouth.

“Don’t ever pretend to know anything again. Never.”

– Quang!

The door closed roughly.

Ian’s reflexively extended hand did not reach her.