Chapter 18 – Seeds (2)
When Heina Thorlern first met Seria von Feroz
She felt a visceral reluctance.
Was it the same kind of hatred I felt the other day?
At that time, if learning from him was just a very small desire to be her own memory,
This time, it was a rejection of the venomous snake that had the potential to take Ed away from him.
She thought the woman was a snake.
The same serpent described in some religions as tricking the primordial humans into eating the forbidden fruit.
He’s friendly now, he emphasizes that he’s an outsider, but
It is an evil snake that will change its attitude and try to make him go away on its own.
Recently, there has been an uptick in voice due to a slight difference of opinion, but
It was she who thought it was for the other person because they loved each other.
If we were to break up like that, we wouldn’t have seen each other for close to 10 years in the first place.
I don’t know if Ed thought that too, but she was pretty sure he probably did too.
It was a time when I came to eat without fail today.
It was a popular restaurant, so it was a restaurant near the university that always had no seats.
After a short wait, I was guided and sat down.
I heard a woman’s voice beside me.
Hello. Teacher.”
As a graduate student, I will never be called a professor, and I will never be called a teacher.
Probably Ed’s extracurricular student.
But why is he here?
Ed said hello anyway and I thought that would be the end
“You decided to call me Seria, sir.”
What is he doing? You think you know I’m your girlfriend, but why are you doing this?
I was annoyed.
“Is this the tutoring kid?”
“Uh.”
The prediction was correct. I want you to go now
“Are you here to eat?”
“I’m sorry, sir. When we’re alone, you affectionately call me Seria.”
“That’s right. But there are too many people, so there are no seats. Can I sit together?”
What the hell is this year doing?
At some point, bad words started to come out of me.
There seems to be a buzz around me, but it’s probably because of him.
Maybe that’s what I was aiming for.
Huh, I really don’t want to look bad, but there are a lot of people who belong to universities here, so I didn’t want to be noticed.
“Sit down please.”
“Then excuse me.”
Pretending to be polite In the first place, this situation is not polite.
No one said anything.
Ed seems to notice
I don’t really want to talk to him
Why is he doing this
“Is this the lover you mentioned?”
Who’s kidding
They started asking about our relationship.
I heard that he was such a lively person, but at first glance, I heard that he was a gloomy person.
It’s not interrogation, what are you doing?
“So what do you like about the teacher?”
Suddenly, the knife is turned at me.
I had a good idea, now I have the advantage.
“Oh sorry, I’m a bit tired.”
It was a bonus to say that someone from somewhere did not let me sleep at night.
“Oh, I didn’t know that. I’m sorry.”
What is he really doing?
I’ve said this much, but I wonder if I’m not conscious to keep asking?
At that moment, Heina Torlern felt a familiar feeling from Seria.
That was her version of herself a few years ago.
Of course, if you look closely, it’s a little different.
He was such a broken person whose emotions were ripped off somewhere.
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While Edward Weiss went to the bathroom for a while
Heina Torlern and Seria Peroz were standing in front of the store.
On the surface, they seemed to be close acquaintances, but in reality, a tense silence settled between the two.
Heina did not understand this situation itself.
She gave me a lot of concessions and made me sit down, so why don’t I still have them?
She did, but she didn’t want to talk.
Because she thought that in this situation, if she went to the end, she would stop whatever her intentions were.
“IM jealous.”
Words that did not clearly establish her causal relationship came out of Seria’s mouth.
Hey I chose her silence. She seemed to stop whatever it was when she opened her mouth.
“On that side, I feel the same way.”
“It’s like…The feeling of being saved?”
The moment she heard that hey I was able to identify the identity of her discomfort she had felt so far.
She was receiving the same from this woman before her own eyes as she had received from him in her academy days.
“What are you.”
It was at this moment that displeasure turned to hostility.
Hey my intuition set off her alarm.
This person will take Ed away someday.
“Don’t worry. I won’t take you away now.”
Hey I couldn’t feel the favor anymore.
“No. I didn’t speak well.”
“I’m not going to take the teacher away.”
“Just let me keep seeing you.”
What is true and what is false in the last three words.
That you didn’t speak well? Perhaps that is closest to the truth.
She competed under the same conditions and if she had not been selected, she would have been sad but not unfair.
However, it was Heina who thought that what this person in front of me was trying to do was plunder.
Just then Ed came out of the restaurant and the conversation ended there.
“Then see you next week, sir.”
She was Heina, who felt something indescribable.
During her academy days, when the ruthless viscount young lady and her group harass her,
She was the one who didn’t feel much of her inspiration.
However, she noticed that a baby snake that had come out of nowhere was all around her and her Ed.
Seeing her go round and round made her judgement twisted.
“Sorry.”
‘It’s not your fault.’
She thought so, but she didn’t feel too bad.
“I’ll tell you not to do that next time I see you.”
Wasn’t she concerned about her own feelings?
Nevertheless, in a corner of Heina’s heart, a flower of anxiety began to bloom.
It’s been four months since he started tutoring.
It would be naive to think that nothing could have happened to him in the meantime.
For the first time, she earned it through her own efforts.
University?
It was also something that she had worked hard to get into, but her university in the first place was her heart and desire to see her Ed longer.
Her unwillingness to return to her own house was a complex in her mind, not her efforts.
Ed was winning by expressing his heart innocently.
When her thoughts got there, she needed one thing.
Proof
It’s not that I don’t believe in Ed, but it was Heina who wanted him to prove it.
“Ed.”
“Huh.”
“Hug me.”
I believe in you. But please prove it to me.
So I asked for a hug.
If you really love me, don’t care about others’ eyes and hug me.
His arms were warm.
Her coziness, but the uneasiness that kept flowing from somewhere within her, forced her to say what she said after her.
“Can we stop tutoring?”
I wish I didn’t.
It used to be a joke, but now it’s sincere.
“I think it will be difficult.”
It was the answer I was expecting.
What he was good at was studying, and even empty words didn’t make money.
“I think I have to keep doing this and that and going around with you.”
“So please understand me a little bit. I won’t worry about you.”
“Sorry.”
Know.
The reason why you answered like that, and what you can’t help it.
I can understand, but I can’t understand.
It was Heina who thought so.
“Let’s go.”
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Hey I was lost in her thoughts while going to her own room.
Perhaps it would have been more appropriate to say that I was looking for a way rather than expressing it as an idea.
The means, the method, the token of proof, you can express it in any way
Something to keep him from leaving himself.
That something was needed
There were numerous options.
Only one thing remains.
“Ed.”
Once she did, she had to call him to her room.
“Do not go today.”
She was always the one who wanted to show all of herself
Today was the point where a little delay was needed.
She grabbed his clothes.
Fortunately, he seemed to have guessed.
“You can leave your clothes and luggage there.”
She had to get ready.
What were you wearing inside?
Then she went into the bathroom.
Once she walked into the bathroom she was but soon after she realized her mistake.
All the clothes to change into were where Ed was now.
The time to choose has come.
In the end, she chose to wear nothing.
A moderately sized chest and a body that was maintained even in the irregular life of graduate school.
She wouldn’t be able to boast confidently anywhere, but she wouldn’t be ignored.
After all her thoughts, she opened the door.
He wasn’t looking this way, probably lost in old memories.
I was afraid that it would be their future, but now it was not important.
She called him
“Ed.”
He looked at me
If you only look at me for the rest of your life, I won’t ask for anything more.
“Do you love me?”
Can a question with only one desired option be called a question?
Fortunately, he gave me the answer I wanted.
She grabbed him by the neck and pulled him in front of her own.
After the time of lusting after his lips, she pushed him back into bed.
‘I’m sorry for this way, Ed.
But if I don’t do this, I think you’ll leave me someday.
Would you despise me if you knew what I was thinking? Or will you understand
But there are some things that don’t change either way.
I’m sorry, Ed. And I love you.’
