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Cecilia opened her mouth slowly, her eyebrows wrinkled.
“…Lady.”
It was spring and summer, the season in between. As evening came, a cold wind blew past her shoulders. A brief silence passed.
Filina asked as she approached her.
“Miss Cecilia, why are you avoiding me? Perhaps I did something wrong?”
Cecilia lowered her head slightly and bit her lower lip.
“……no.”
The voice that answered that way was somewhat trembling. Filina said with a frown.
“Then why did you avoid me?”
“I..………….”
Cecilia was still speaking without making proper eye contact with Filina.
“I must have mistaken it alone like an idiot.”
“Mistaken?”
Her green eyes fluttered wildly.
Cecilia’s delicate voice echoed over the quiet garden.
“So I…misunderstood that I became very close with Lady Filina… … … … .”
“What do you mean?”
Filina took one step closer to her and asked.
“Aren’t we friends? Or, am I also mistaken like Miss Cecilia?”
It was a bit strange to say that they mistakenly thought they were close. Cecilia felt it too, so she looked at Filina with her round eyes.
“What’s so sad?” Filina asked, furrowing her eyebrows.
“You didn’t say anything to me.”
“What do you mean?”
When Filina asked with a puzzled face, Cecilia curled her lips for a moment. Then, with a pitiful expression on her face, she spat it out.
“Why didn’t you tell me you were going to the swordsmanship academy?”
Filina wrinkled her face.
So the reason Cecelia looked so sad was because Filina didn’t tell her that she just went to the swordsmanship academy?
It was an absurd reason.
Filina asked with an incomprehensible face.
