89 – A woman’s heart
Immediately after lunch, hunger strikes.
Even if they were cadets of the academy, which is said to be a talent training center for the empire, it would not be much different.
No, it can be said that the inside of the academy is always chaotic during lunchtime thanks to the school culture overflowing with judo-ri.
Couples, friends, or even seniors and juniors belonging to the same club gather together to occupy a spot in this large site and often take a nap.
“Hmm….”
As if he were openly revealing that he was sleepy in such a quiet air.
A shadow fell over Bell’s vision as he lay down on the grass and opened his mouth like a crocodile.
It wasn’t a rain cloud that came out of nowhere, it was a familiar visitor.
“How did you find it?”
Belle asked how she had found herself as Lorne, with her face pulled back, smiled as she proudly swayed her silver-silver hair in a braid.
The classroom was noisy, so I came here to catch my breath and take a nap.
No matter where she is, she quickly finds and follows Lorne.
Unless you have at least a location tracker attached to your body, how could such a miracle be possible?
“Hey, isn’t that great?”
“It’s more scary than amazing.”
Lorne, showing off her trademark V, cheekily narrows and lengthens the gap between her fingers.
Towards her, her bell responded with her feelings of admiration or surprise.
Pollock.
Sitting down on her grass, Lorne lightly plucked an unknown white flower next to her with her fingers.
Her old-fashioned sermons about not harming her plants were of no use to her.
In the first place, she said, there was no way that a rural girl who had grown up picking and eating all kinds of fruits from the mountain behind her could have such a pure conception.
“Bell, can you make a headband out of this?”
At first, it was a flower that I picked because I was thinking of making a flower ring, but when I saw Belle’s empty head, Lorne looked at me for no reason and asked.
“Can you go to class and laugh at me for being a kid?”
“That is also true.”
Of course, the answer is no.
As if this was the answer Lone expected, she smiled and rubbed the stem of her flower.
Belle said that even when she was little, she never played with ornaments or toys made of these plants.
There were times when she felt that it was mature, but it is also true that she felt regretful.
She has been skilled at making flower rings since she was a child, and she wanted to put a flower ring on Belle at least once, but she went back to nothing without a single exception.
“Rather than that, how is the preparation for the relocation exam going?”
“All right. At least I don’t think the writing will be a problem. I’m worried about the practical side.”
Bell’s eyes widened at this unexpected answer.
Of course, the Rorone he knew was a type that, although lacking in theory, excelled in practical skills thanks to his innate talent.
It can also be said to be the exact opposite of Marie.
“It’s a big deal. When she first entered the school, she said that handwriting gave her a headache.”
“I got a lot of help after that. Miss Elisha especially helped me a lot.”
“Are you Elisha?”
When her unexpected name popped up, Bell’s head turned to her side as she blankly stared at her clouds.
As if Lorne didn’t even notice this, he was just focusing on trimming the stems of her flowers.
“I am very surprised. When did you become so close?”
“Because until recently, we kept seeing each other after school. I haven’t known you since I went to the Wizard’s Forest before that.”
“Really?”
Anyway, I didn’t expect that they would become close enough to give and receive help on a daily basis.
Then, does that mean that she got help from Marie as well?
Out of curiosity, Bell asked the question again.
“Then what about Marie? He’s also good at theory, so he should be able to get some help.”
“Yes. I also heard from Miss Elisha. She said that Miss Marie was quite good in theory, so she thought it would be okay to ask Miss Marie when she was busy….”
Lone’s words stopped right there.
That alone showed Belle that she had never asked Marie for help.
If she was really helped, I’m not talking here based on what I heard from Elisha, but ‘Miss Marie also helped me. He’s smart.’
‘There’s no way he would have savagely refused.’
Although Mari’s first impression was that of an arrogant aristocratic lady who puts down commoners, her image is not much different now.
But, having met and experienced her, Bell knows very well that she is not a very angular character.
When Lorne asks for help, even though she is a bit reluctant at first, after she agrees, it will be clear that she will take off her feet as if it were her own business.
However, it would be correct to assume that the process did not go smoothly, and that she never asked for help from Lone.
“Are you uncomfortable with Mari?”
While chewing on the story, he put together a few scenes that came to his mind and asked Lorne about her relationship with Marie.
Rornet’s eyes widened as he was about to make a corolla with flowers.
“What do you mean all of a sudden?”
“Coming to think of it, I’ve hardly ever seen you and him conversing.”
People around Bell tend to get to know each other even if they don’t have anything to do with Bell.
Even if it’s a relationship that doesn’t seem to have much contact, such as being in the same class like Aden and Tina, or knowing each other like Elisha and Marie.
For example, Marie became quite close with Aden after she had suffered together a while ago, and she and Aden had lunch together today.
Elisha and Tina somehow got along and became close enough to drink tea together after Elisha’s help in herbalism class.
But as Belle rummaged through her memories, there was one pair she hadn’t seen together, or heard that they had ever met.
That’s Lorne and Marie.
Even when these two are grouped together, let alone meet alone, they rarely talk to each other.
She wonders if she has some hidden reason, like when Lorne kept her distance because Arden hid that she was a woman.
Bell suddenly had that question.
Dung. Doo-woong.
The moment she was contemplating whether or not to ask Lorne a little more as she answered with silence.
A heavy bell rang indicating that there were five minutes left until the end of the lunch break.
As if deliberately making her noise, Lorne rose from her seat after shaking her butt somewhat violently, reaching out her hand toward her bell, which was still sitting on the grass.
“Let’s go, Bell. Lunch break will be over.”
Bell’s eyes widened at the blatant change of topic.
At least something happened, like the feud with Aden, but there’s no expression like saying that I can’t tell you yet.
That would mean that no further digging will be tolerated.
“Yes, I have to go.”
So, with a wry smile, Bell brushed the story out of her memory and stood up.
Even when she was young, if something happened, she would chase after her and tell her if she was the little boy.
For some reason, I felt sad.
* * * *
A familiar face approached Lorne as he returned to the classroom just before lunchtime was over.
A light-green haired girl with a lively and confident expression and a cute aegyo.
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She became close to Enya Sistina after they suffered together during the Wizard’s Forest incident, and is now Lorne’s best friend in this class.
“Rone! Lorne! I saw it all before! What were you and your childhood friend doing there?”
“I didn’t do anything. Enya too.”
True to her nickname of a walking miscellaneous dictionary, Enya tends to be curious about everything she does.
Among them, if it is a love story of a close friend, it is inevitable that you will be interested.
Enya shrugged her shoulders as if she couldn’t hear her even though Rone waved her hand, as if she couldn’t stop it.
“Oh, sorry. If Dinaur was in our class, I could have watched the love story of the two of you in real time.”
“Because it is polar. Why don’t you find Enya’s mate at that time instead?”
Lone knew it too.
In spite of such an eye on other people’s love affairs, it is true that Enya Sistina has no dating experience.
Enya’s eyes sharpened when she pointedly mentioned that.
I know that someone is doing this because they don’t want to save it.
“You want to find me too? But you can’t even see the nose. Where the hell is my prince?”
“That’s right, I don’t know. If Enya keeps away from books and other people’s love stories, will one or two come out?”
“I can’t do that. I may not know the latter, but the former is something I can never keep away from in my life.”
Enya proudly raised her nose and held a book slightly smaller than a textbook in her hand.
For her, who always enjoys exploring her knowledge, her books are a worthy piece of evidence to prove that her books are inseparable.
So Lorne stopped giving her any more advice and turned her head away.
I tried hard not to recognize the fact that Namsaengdo would be quietly swallowing tears as long as he was watching this.
“Come to think of it, Lone, how many years have you two been together already?”
“We’ve been together since we were born. It’s a village with only a few households, so I knew all the neighbors.”
Although I can hardly recall memories from right after I was born until I was 2 or 3 years old, in fact, that was the case.
As Enya, it was like a story in a novel that she had never heard before, so I couldn’t help but admire it.
A bond that has been going on since birth.
Isn’t it a relationship of fate?
But at the same time, she also had this idea.
“Wow, even the word childhood friend would be insufficient. But isn’t that enough to cool the feeling of liking you?”
Originally, it was said that boredom comes when you get used to each other and become dull.
No matter how late Lorne woke up to love, it must have been at least several years ago.
Even so, Enya, who felt that she seemed to be still maintaining that emotion, wondered. When Enya asked, her expression strangely changed.
“I’ve never had anything like that. Maybe it’s because it’s not a matter of liking it or not.”
“What does that mean?”
“Secret. I won’t tell Enya.”
Just like you did with Bell.
Lorne, who changed the topic at the right place and noticed, implicitly revealed that he did not want to comment on this topic anymore.
It was just as I said.
In the first place, if this emotion could be classified as a universal emotion, such as liking or loving, I would not have even thought about it.
As if there was something in her nicely stretched hands, Lorne stared at it, sighed and shook her head.
She was trying to prevent the blooming of her memories, which she didn’t want to recall the most in her life.