There’s no way for us to talk in this crowded place, so I decide to leave early.
I will meet with Lian at the library after this anyway.
After graduation, I’m supposed to work at Lian’s place on Saturdays and Sundays, as well as during any spare time I have outside of my other part-time jobs.
My job includes being Lian’s escort, which is why he plans on buying me a sword and armor. And we agreed to do so this afternoon.
Since today’s the day I allotted to visit the library, I don’t have any part-time jobs waiting for me. Perfect timing.
Lian says that I should personally go in order to choose a sword and armor that fits my preferences. He also requests that I come faster if possible.
I wave at him, signalling my intention to leave first. Lian nods in acknowledgement. But his eyebrows remain furrowed.
On my way to the exit, some female classmates and juniors ask me whether we can meet up after graduation. I firmly reject them.
It’ll be troubling if many people were to come and intrude on the ranch where I live and work. And annoying.
One girl, who seems to be their representative, is crying out things like “Even if you’re together with Lian, our feelings won’t change,” “We won’t disturb you,” and other sorts of gibberish.
You’re currently disturbing me, I want to say. But I somehow manage to restrain myself. I just warn them not to visit me because I will be in the Cheddars’ care from now on, and I don’t want to inconvenience them.
Once I reach the library, I grab a book, flipping through the pages as I wait for Lian. He arrives not long after I start reading.
He still looks a bit unhappy.
“Sorry for the wait, Alfred. Let’s go now. Shurio is waiting in carriage outside for us.”
Even while apologizing, he still has those frown lines. I arch a brow. “Ok… Hey.”
“What is it?”
“What are you angry about?” I ask.
“Huh? I-I’m not angry!” Lian retorts, red-faced.
No matter how I look at you, you’re definitely angry.
“Did I do something?”
If I did, I don’t remember it. But since there’s a possibility that I made him angry without me realizing it, I decided to ask.
“Y-you didn’t do anything. It’s just that you were surrounded by so many girls earlier. And acting so affectionate with them too! I just find it deplorable!”
Was I being affectionate?
I don’t think I was.
If anything, I felt irritated at them.
Though if you’re complaining about that… “But you were laughing along with everyone else earlier.”
He was showing that soft smile that he makes only when he isn’t tense. That gentle, genuine, and relaxed smile.
Even I’ve only seen it a few times. Yet he was freely flashing it at everyone!
Lian stares at me in puzzlement. “What’s so wrong about laughing? Isn’t that normal?”
“You’re right, but… Well…” He’s right, but also wrong.
However, I can’t seem to find the right words to express what’s wrong about it. As I’m pondering over what to say, Lian also looks like words were clogging his throat.
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