Chapter 14. Toward the destination (3)
After such a hearty breakfast, the two left the mansion and took a walk around the neighborhood as usual.
Because Ludwig’s proposal did not cause a sudden change in their relationship.
I just liked it because I felt like I could feel the other person’s subtle air that I hadn’t felt before.
I realized once again how important the process of truly understanding each other’s inner feelings is.
“Did you tell my parents first?”
“How did you know?”
“Huh, I guess you don’t even know that much.”
Although he proceeded with his work a little stage-fatigued, I never considered him to be a thoughtless man.
He probably thought about the future and sought advice from his parents in advance.
At least he would have asked for permission, if not for advice.
Because he was such a man.
“Then you two must know in advance that you proposed.”
“You don’t know yet. It should be delivered today.”
They said they would move up the wedding ceremony, but they didn’t say that they would propose right away.
This is because he wanted to prepare alone without telling anyone.
Maybe it’s the last pride as a man.
“Then I will tell you this story.”
“Um, wouldn’t it be better if I told you? At least together… … .”
“it’s okay. Leave it to me this time, Ludwig.”
Of course, it is important to tell the news of the marriage with him, but there is something to be said before that.
Without borrowing anyone’s strength, the path you have to walk entirely on your own.
If he borrowed his hand even for this, he would end up becoming a fool who could no longer stand up on his own.
I still haven’t given up on my dream of becoming the best prosecutor in the world.
There is no law that says you should abandon your dream just because someone more important than your dream has appeared.
However, how can you dream of becoming the best prosecutor in the world only if you remain a wimp who can’t even walk properly on your own? Perhaps even Master would laugh at me.
“I’ll have to finish discussing with my parents by tomorrow and then stop by Featherbarn.”
“A letter would suffice. Because even my parents already know that Emilia was having a hard time.”
It would be enough to create a place to meet the parents of both families at a later date.
However, Emilia firmly shook her head as if she could not yield to this.
This is a problem before courtesy.
“Because I became a prospective daughter-in-law, I couldn’t even visit my parents-in-law before the wedding ceremony, so I don’t have any friends to meet later.”
“I see. Then Emilia will visit you at a convenient time.”
She wanted to do it, but I had no intention of stopping her.
I didn’t have to rush to a far place in a hurry, so I just gave it a word.
My parents were also very worried about Emilia, so they would surely be happy to see her bright face.
It was the same with himself.
“It’s spring in full force now.”
“Iknow, right. It’s Ludwig’s favorite spring.”
“Did I mention I like spring?”
Of course I like it, but I don’t remember telling her about it.
Emilia giggled at him as if asking for something obvious and carefully grabbed his hand.
“Yeah you know. I have never seen anyone who likes flowers like Ludwig.”
Ludwig, dazed for a moment, let out a sigh, then nodded slightly in agreement.
In other words, since I like flowers, I guessed that I would also like spring when colorful flowers bloom.
The creepiest thing was that the reason was right.
In fact, except for winter, which Ludwig prefers to get hot, the reason he likes spring is because he can enjoy his favorite flowers anywhere.
“You can think of it that way. Did you eat a room?”
“Pufuhu, it’s umsal.”
Emilia pressed down on the hand he was holding with her thumb and inflicted a cute corporal punishment.
I expected that he would play hard again, but I responded by smiling and trying to joke together.
“What season does Emilia like best?”
“It used to be winter. But now I like spring better.”
To be precise, rather than liking winter, I liked the view when it snowed.
At that time, everything in the world looked the same, covered in pure white snow.
I also liked the unique lonely atmosphere when it snowed.
On days like that, I would always ask Grita for hot tea, and I would go out on the balcony and purposely drink tea while getting my eyes wet.
Looking back now, I wonder if it wasn’t that I liked snow back then, but that I wanted to become snow.
Like the fleeting snow that falls and disappears, he wants to become a person who doesn’t know whether he was there or not, and disappear in the blink of an eye.
It may have been such a stupid longing.
“Is there any reason that changed?”
“It’s rude to ask when you know.”
“Well, I didn’t mean to.”
I really didn’t know, so I asked, but I felt unfair.
But with her current answer, I could clearly see why her taste had changed.
It’s true that people change when they meet someone.
More novels at noblemtl.com
Just as he changed because of her, she also changes because of him.
‘I remember when I first learned to draw.’
It’s a story that happened so long ago that I can’t remember when.
The first time I got my hands on paint, I mixed black and white to make gray.
At that time, I thought that pure white color was being eaten and dyed by black color, and whenever I mixed it, I felt a strange repulsion. I got used to it gradually over time.
But one day when I got older and grabbed the palette again, the memory of that time came back and I suddenly had that thought.
Black and white are not dyed on either side, but simply mixed and changed into a form that suits each other.
Even though it’s a really obvious law, I realized it a long time later.
Not just her and herself, but any lovers as well.
It is not that two very different people meet and one side permeates the other one-sidedly, but each other dyes each other and becomes a new color, and ‘two people’ is newly born as a single word ‘lover’.
It’s like when black and white meet and become gray.
“Didn’t Emilia hate herself for changing?”
“To be honest, there were times when I didn’t like it. But that’s not what I didn’t like because I was becoming like you.”
It’s just that I didn’t like myself getting weaker. Emilia said so.
At that, Ludwig smiled and put her arms around her shoulders, resting her head on his own.
“Don’t belittle yourself by saying you’re weak. It’s just that Emilia has learned to lean on others.”
How to lean? What a strange word.
It was also a word that made her feel even more deja vated as she thought that she had always lived a life of being fooled by others.
Ludwig smiled softly at her who looked up at him with a look of incomprehension.
Then, as if congratulating a child for their hard work, he stroked her hair with a loving hand.
“I must have spent almost half of my life not being able to give the right amount to others. It wasn’t that Emilia was upright until then. Rather, Emilia after that was just ordinary.”
I almost gave up on relationships with people at a very young age.
Normally, in such a case, her pride for herself would be strong, and she would be able to live with it, but she couldn’t.
It’s been living without leaning on anywhere.
“Now I am on the same line as everyone else. So you don’t have to beat yourself up too much.”
On the contrary, when he joked that men were attracted to women who looked a little weaker, Emilia burst into laughter at her lover’s unbearable behavior.
“Puhu, isn’t it usually the other way around?”
I have often heard that there are women who feel maternal love for a man who has always been strong. But is this also true for men?
At Emilia’s remark, Ludwig mischievously widened his eyes and responded sternly.
“Discrimination is not good, Emilia. Personal preferences need to be respected.”
“I see. It’s my prospective husband’s preference, so I’m willing to respect it. I will lean more often from now on.”
“Let us look forward to it.”
After giggling for a while, Emilia took a break with Ludwig in the shade of a tree next to the promenade.
look weak It’s a difficult yet sweet request.
I didn’t want to show a weak side in front of him in the future, but I wondered if it would be okay since he said it was what he wanted.
How long have you been sitting like that?
Something heavy landed on her shoulder.
“Coul… … .”
“… foot.”
Ludwig, who made wonderful noises like leaning on him just a moment ago, couldn’t stand it and fell asleep with his head resting on her shoulder.
In a way, he was the same man.
‘It’s good.’
Well, maybe this is what you want.
It is not that one person lives leaning on one side, but sometimes being able to lend each other’s shoulder like this.
More novels at noblemtl.com
Just as I leaned on your shoulder a moment ago, and this time you leaned on mine.
A light spring breeze blew through her hair.
His thin platinum hair tickled the corner of his nose, and Emilia hurriedly tied her hair back as Ludwig frowned.
If he wakes up, he will ask why did you tie your hair?
What will you answer then? You think you like this look?
Then what kind of expression will you make?
Even drawing an inch forward on this road I was walking with you made me so happy and curious.