4. Sweet Wine – (31)
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A cool autumn night breeze fills the interior through a very small open window.
A space where moonlight illuminates the inside of Asrai.
Two women were facing each other across a luxurious blue table with bottles of wine in between.
Chersha has a dazed expression with her blonde hair hanging down to her waist. And Ashera, facing Chersha, has blue hair that reaches her shoulders.
Until late in the evening, when the evening hours passed and you fell asleep before you knew it. They were facing each other.
Squeeze.
Asera was pouring wine into a glass.
After that, Chersha starts pouring her wine into her own glass.
“Haa… I really don’t know where to begin. I don’t know anything.”
Chersha says that while fiddling with her wine glass on her table. Already drunk, her face was stained red.
Still, it’s strangely so quiet.
There was not much movement.
Chersha’s ruby-like red eyes, calmly submerged, continued to hold her glass in her eyes as if she were not drunk.
As if lost in some thought.
It seemed to prove that the trouble she had now was that deep.
Looking at Chersha like that, Ashera sipped the wine in her own glass.
“Either he was disappointed in the conversation we had today, or he was very alarmed by Ed at some point…probably that’s how he felt.”
“Disappointment or alarm…”
Chersha blankly muttered Ashera’s words.
“Asera. In your eyes, how did I look when I raised my voice?”
Chersha, absentmindedly stroking the glass, asked softly.
“…How are you?”
Suddenly, Asherah asked what he was talking about. She also had her eyes on Chersha, her face slightly heated by her wine.
Facing Ashera like that, Chersha smiled suddenly and spoke slowly while tying her own hair.
“I mean how did you see me when I was angry or raised my voice? What… Dirty, filthy, or disgusting? I suddenly wondered how I appeared to you.”
Ashera shook her head slightly at the sight of her reproaching herself.
It wasn’t that they raised their voices to each other and said nice things, but that doesn’t mean they shouldn’t put themselves down like Chersha herself.
“Don’t say that. Chersha, you and I… It’s just that the feelings we each have for each other are so great that the words came out. Even if I think that I wasn’t very good at that time, I don’t think it’s that I won’t be able to see it.”
In the end, it happened because the feelings for each other were so great.
Chersha She felt that the moment she encountered her, her argument was indispensable.
A situation in which each other…Has the same mind and wants him.
If such people bump into each other and exchange only pleasant words, that would rather be covered with pretense.
It is said that Ed, who heard the conversation and entered the room, saw them like that. Maybe it’s close to inevitable, I felt that way.
“But I…Don’t know. Do you know how I clung to Ed after you left after tea time?”
“…”
“I’ve said all sorts of things. I tried to just hang on and say I was wrong, or I tried to beg. Ashera, while you left like that, you really did everything to capture Ed’s heart…”
“Chersha…?”
“And yet, Ed, he showed no emotion. As if he had closed his heart as it was. He treats me… Like a total stranger… To see Ed like that…Really…”
Then, at that moment, she raises her hand from her cup and covers her face, Chersha, and Ashera looks at her in amazement.
Listening to what she said after that, Asherah, made her feel afraid at the moment.
Although I felt my heart shake from the alcohol that filled my body… I needed preparation to listen to Chersha’s words that would follow.
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Because it was definitely not her only situation for Chersha.
Because Ed’s way of treating himself must be the same.
“Just like that, it felt like my heart was breaking. No matter what I said or did, nothing meant anything to him… It seemed that he had already made up his mind.”
As she said that, Chersha slowly covered her face, but Ashera couldn’t help but stare blankly at her like that.
Dinner time. Ed’s appearance at the restaurant.
I suddenly remembered that figure.
A cold appearance because it is indifferent.
The way he doesn’t even feel any emotions even when he runs into himself.
Seeing Ed’s cold appearance, he couldn’t get closer to him, so he turned his head and spoke to Chersha.
Compared to the fact that he tried to wait for a while because he was afraid of his cold appearance.
Chersha She bumped into Ed head-on over and over again.
To change his cold heart or change his attitude, he constantly stepped forward with all his might.
Chersha must have been rejected by Ed over and over again…
‘Ah.’
Unbeknownst to me, my heart ached.
It’s not what you’ve been through or what you’ve done.
My heart ached as if it had happened to me, so I put my hand on my chest without realizing it.
If that was you, would you be able to endure it? Wouldn’t her heart have been broken just like Chersha, who was caught up in the torrent of her emotions, covering her face like that?
No, can I continue my thoughts properly like now?
Involuntarily, he raised a glass of wine.
I’m just trying to forget my thoughts as I drink the entire glass.
I knew the answer.
I’m sure he couldn’t have endured like Chersha.
No, maybe the Chersha in front of me right now is more broken than her.
……
Squeeze.
I have been pouring several bottles of wine into my glass, and I am trying to get drunk again and again.
Then, slowly, Ashera reached out and took Chersha’s hand, which covered her face.
Chersha trembles at the sudden touch.
“Chersha. Just now… I’m drunk. Don’t think too deeply and don’t try to judge the situation too negatively and pessimistically.”
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Ashera was talking warmly to Chersha, whom she thought she would never be able to get close to easily.
He and Chersha were not in an adversarial relationship.
I had a sudden thought.
At the end of this battle of love, will she be able to truly smile happily when she says that she will win…?
She is in more pain than she is right now, and she can’t control herself right away, so she can’t help but fall down at any moment, remembering the image of a woman named Chersha. Will she really be able to smile sincerely?
‘…’
Asera let out a small laugh.
For some reason, I wasn’t sure about anything.
My mind was so confused that even Asherah herself was confused.
If he thought so, what would he do?
Thinking of him, I came all this way, and now I don’t even have the confidence to give up on that feeling.
Then suddenly, Ed wondered if he was really treating them coldly.
Asera had that idea for a moment.
Ed wonders what exactly he felt about the altercation between himself and Chersha that made him change his attitude so coldly. I couldn’t guess exactly.
I thought, however, that there must be a reason for his sudden change of attitude.
Obviously as much as you think of him.
Because he didn’t think he thought too little of himself.
And now, in front of her, a woman trying to grab her wine glass with trembling hands.
A woman who always had a lofty and haughty expression between her disheveled blonde hair.
Now the woman was in her messed up look and she couldn’t keep herself together.
That she was rejected by him.
There was only one thin woman who was infinitely saddened by the fact that her heart had been rejected.
How long can you act like that if you have a heart that wants him? Without realizing it, a sigh leaked out.
And Ed didn’t think he cared too much about Chersha, aside from himself.
Gently tightens the hand that holds her cup, causing her to raise her cup.
“Come on.”
“…”
Chersha, who started drinking her wine, continued to sip her wine, as if bewitched by Ashera’s words.
A northern sake famous for its average alcohol content.
Now, Ashera, the alcohol she brought has a high concentration of fruit, so at least it is not strong for women to drink. However, it did not go anywhere to a high degree.
Looking at Chersha’s face as it turns red, she herself raises her glass.
As time passes, Ed’s attitude will surely soften a little.
I shouldn’t think too impatiently right now. I drink wine while thinking that.
Chersha, who was idly sipping her drink, smiled at her and brought her up.
“The alcohol feels really…too sweet…”
“I’m sure… Time will tell. I don’t think you need to take it too seriously right now.”
“Is that so…?”
“I’m sure it will. Ed Chersha his temper. You know that too, right?”
“…Simseong.”
Chersha blankly muttered at Ashera’s words.
“Warm, and soft…Kind…Sincere…Can’t lie…”
Ashera just listened to Chersha, who continued her words with a dazed expression, without answering.