218. Two-way traffic (2)
Rank rattle.
A noise was made as the bowls collided with each other on Emilia’s hand.
As she finally dried her last bowl and put it on her cupboard, Emilia gulped at her and looked back at her.
Schlus Heinkel was still sitting with his back turned to look at the mail.
“Good job washing the dishes.”
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“Oh no…”
“I’m tired. I’ll get some rest.”
“Yes…”
The heavy sound of shoes echoed and gradually receded.
The sound of footsteps going up to the second floor was cut off with the sound of the door closing.
Emilia flinched and trembled at the sound of the door, which seemed slightly louder than usual.
“Ah…”
Emilia staggered and looked at her table and sighed.
On the table spread out with all sorts of mail, there was also the ciphertext Emilia had deciphered earlier.
The end of the decryption was as follows.
-After the Siege of Iceburg, Morgen Ale has gone missing.
-However, when the age and impression of the boy who appeared in the following year and wore the name Schluss Heinkel were combined, it seems to be the same person.
It was a long time ago that Schluss asked to find Marie Eil’s son.
That was before he even formed an alliance with the Secret Service.
At first, I couldn’t understand why he wanted to find the woman’s son.
It’s hard to ask yourself directly, so I asked Hurt Locker, and this answer came back.
‘What is Marie Ale doing? She was an unlucky one. She’s been collaborating with the Kingdom’s Secret Service for decades, and she has too much information to deal with. Iskandal was in charge of disposing of it… At that time, Schluss Heinkel found out about the site and it was destroyed. Seeing that she is desperately looking for her son, she is probably Schluss Heinkel’s first love.’
She must have been just a little friendly, she thought.
She was somewhat gracious and affectionate to her, and she thought that she was asking him to find the son to give her words of consolation.
As expected, Schluss never expressed much emotion when talking about Marie Ale.
Of course, he’s always cool-headed, but sometimes, very occasionally, he throws that cool-head off when he gets emotional.
Since he talked about it without the slightest agitation, Marie Ale could only think of her as an acquaintance she had known.
‘She is, but how can she be a mother ·······.’
My expectations were lightly missed.
Marie Ale, whom Schluss casually ordered to investigate, was none other than his biological mother.
So he had the enemy who killed her mother find out who her son was.
It was like giving the enemy a chance to find out for himself that his son was him.
Emilia was terrified and had to shake her body.
What was the feeling of having to bury the past Eun-Won relationship deep in the heart for the sake of interest?
What kind of mind can you give an opportunity for enlightenment and repentance to enemies who don’t even know that they killed their mother?
No matter how much I thought about it, it wasn’t something I could do sanely.
‘What should I do······. What should I really do…’
How much do you hate me?
How much you must have gnashed your teeth when you saw me gnawing at myself without knowing anything.
How many bloody tears must you have shed while dreaming of the day of revenge, leaving me by your side?
Even though I didn’t kill myself, it was definitely a crime committed by the Secret Service, and it was impossible to completely avoid responsibility given that I had tacitly agreed to it in every decision.
‘I was the only one who was sincere…’
A gentle hand running through my hair.
A warm palm caressing my cheek.
The arms that hugged her tightly as if she would break her ribs.
And the moist lips softly touched…
His heart ached at the thought that all of that was acting.
“Huh?”
Dude. Pop.
Water dripped on the carpet.
Only then did Emilia realize that her tears were running down her own cheeks.
She tried to stop, but to no avail.
She just kept flowing as if her tear glands were out of order.
“Huhhhhh.”
She wasn’t sure if she would stay by Schluse’s side.
Just having the enemy who killed her mother standing next to it must have been a huge pain for Schluss.
You must always feel the pain of wanting to strangle yourself right now.
This means that you will always feel pain dozens, no hundreds of times what I feel now.
“I’m sorry… I’m sorry…”
Emilia staggered to her table.
She then took up her pen and blank paper with her trembling hands and began to transcribe the form of her resignation in her straight letters.
I don’t deserve to be with Schluss.
It was only right to end it here if it would only hurt him.
It is only right to leave all these foolish romances aside and leave cleanly.
She finished her writing before she knew it, and Emilia had her autograph to finish her.
The end of her letter of resignation was wet with tears.
“I’m really sorry…”
No matter how she tried to wrap it up, in the end she couldn’t overcome the pain and just ran away.
It was an abdication of responsibility.
She still doesn’t know how to apologize, but what to do?
Emilia turned around while wiping her tears.
Now it weighed heavily on her that she could never again confess her love to her schluss so shamelessly.
It was the moment when Emilia, wearing only her coat, grabbed her doorknob.
The thumping sound of urgent footsteps drew closer.
“Hey. Where are you going?”
Tak.
Schluss gripped his wrists hard.
Strongly as if you would never let go.
“I’m going to quit…”
“Whoever wants.”
“You don’t actually hate your brother either. You don’t want to live with your enemies…”
“Why are you my enemy?”
“You knew everything and kept it by my side until now, right? To see when I would find out… It was to see if you noticed when I killed my brother’s mother…”
“No. I also found out a while ago. He was losing his memory. I didn’t investigate him to do something like a psychopath.”
Lies.
It was an obvious lie.
Amnesia is such an opportunistic setting.
Even as she thought so, Emilia felt her heart move little by little.
Her head thought it was hard, but her heart was eager to believe in Schluss.
“The kid who killed his mother is already dead with his head exploding. But what more do you want to resent?”
“Really…? Don’t you hate me?”
“I don’t hate you.”
“Then give me a hug…”
Kok.
Schluse bent down and wrapped his arms around his waist.
I didn’t mean that by asking for a hug…
Still, that chest was so warm that Emilia couldn’t say anything and buried her face in Schluse’s shoulder.
When she looked up, she felt like she would burst into tears again.
“Can I like you? Can I like you?”
“Of course not.”
At that kind word, Emilia seemed to melt.
She doesn’t have to leave.
She can stay by Schluse’s side.
She was comforted just to have it confirmed.
‘I think it’s a one-way street…’
At the same time, the doubts I had harbored had turned into certainties.
Schlus loves me.
That must be true.
But it seemed more like love as his brother rather than as a member of the opposite s*x.
The reason I don’t have a relationship or get married until I reach adulthood is because I don’t see myself as a woman.
Schlus has always refused to kiss me, as if he was reluctant to do more than that.
Aren’t you pretending you don’t know even if you push your chest like this?
Maybe I didn’t want to kiss him, but he forced me to.
Emilia suddenly became bitter, and it felt like a part of her heart was burning.
She didn’t know that loving unrequited love would hurt so much.
“I won’t abandon you. I won’t hate you. You swore that day in the cathedral. I’ll always be with you in happy times and sad times. No matter what happens, my heart is the same as back then. Don’t stop, Emilia.”
“Suhueup… Okay. I’m sorry. I said I’m quitting.”
I tried to swallow my tears and smiled.
But no matter how hard she tried, her smile continued to distort.
Now that I knew Schluss didn’t hate me, she should be happy enough with that.
As it should be, the doubt that had lain inside her broke out and she dug deep into Emilia’s heart.
‘If you want to receive your brother’s love here, you must be greedy…’
This will be my punishment for my sins.
I love Schluse more than anyone else, but it is my punishment to be put in a position where I can never be loved.
Emilia thought so as she slipped away from Schluss.
I wanted to beg her to kiss me while pulling on her tie, but I couldn’t.
I didn’t want to do anything that would embarrass Schlus.
“Come here.”
“uuu…?”
At that moment, Schluss’s big grip grabbed him by the back of his neck and pulled him.
A rough moan leaked out as their hot lips met.
It was rough, but I didn’t hate it.
But kisses always end just before reaching the end of the end.
The moment the tip of her tongue lightly touches her lips and tries to dig into the gap …
There was no exception this time.
The moment the tip of my tongue brushed my lips, it ended.
“Puheuh…”
Schluss removed his head, and a vulgar breath burst out.
The saliva that stretched like a thread between the lips snapped off.
As expected, this is the end.
Schlus doesn’t see me as a woman.
You’re only obliged to kiss me…
Emilia hung her head and smiled bitterly.
“Shall we continue in the room?”
“·······?”
In the room?
What do you mean by that?
Emilia blushed for a moment, but she immediately tried her best to change the direction of her thoughts.
There’s no way Schluss would have said that.
“Oh? Huh?”
“Or do you want to do it in the living room?”
That meaning was correct.
Emilia looked up at Schluse and was stunned.
She had never seen such a face of Schluss.
A face with blush on her cheeks as if she had said something embarrassing…
Emilia, who had been staring at her face endlessly, answered as if possessed.
“I want to do it in my room…”
Today’s Schluss was a little different.
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