Chapter 4 – Home and Reunion (4)
Struggling like a rat in her dock, Cianna hurriedly crawled into her corner and wrapped her head in her hands. In her quiet silence, as if she had been screaming, only the sound of breathing filled her room.
Ceasing her attack, Shiana gradually grasped the situation. She realized that this woman was not the boys who had been attacking her, and that she had cut her cheek.
Cianna tightly closed her eyes, thinking that Isabella might insult or assault her.
However, her swear words or violence did not come, and Isabella’s expression was friendly as she glanced at her through the gap in her arm to her anxiety. She wasn’t smiling brightly at her, but her expression was considerate of her opponent, not her cold expressionless expression.
She apologized in a sweet voice.
“Sorry. I thought Sister Mason would be at her house.”
Mason?
The sound of her familiar name coming out of her woman’s lips let Shiana off her guard a little.
Isabella quietly withdrew. Her sharp eyebrows turned into a light smile.
“…When you calm down a bit, could you please come down to the first floor?”
She closed the door softly, giving her one last word before leaving her door. Complete isolation with all the fuss gone. Siana felt her breathing return little by little.
Cianna staggered off the floor and stood in front of the door, contemplating.
To be honest, she didn’t want to go down. But she could have gotten into a bigger situation had it not been for Isabella’s help, and she kept thinking of herself with the scar on her face.
Eventually, with remorse stabbing her chest, Sianna opened the door and went downstairs.
Isabella was busy in her kitchen. She was familiar with brewing tea leaves in a teapot, as if she had been in this house. Her gaze met Isabella’s as she took out a loaf of bread from an envelope she hadn’t seen before and placed it on a plate.
“Have you had lunch by any chance?”
On her plate, which she hadn’t yet put down, was a glazed roll that looked like it had been baked in the morning. Cianna shook her head, and Isabella smiled and offered her a chair.
“I came and went empty-handed yesterday. So I wanted to give you a welcome gift…”
She gestured for the brown envelope on her table.
“This is our home-baked bread. Try some.”
Shiana, who was in conflict for a while, couldn’t overcome her hunger. As she tore off the roll that Isabella recommended and put it in her mouth, the warm, soft texture and buttery taste gently spread in her mouth.
Realizing how hungry she was as the food slipped into her mouth, Cianna began to stuff her bread into her mouth.
“By any chance, do you know where Mason unnie went?”
Cianna shook her head as she struggled to tell Isabella’s question about whether to tell her the truth. Isabella said yes, she did and drank her tea.
She said, “I heard that you came to our village yesterday. It’s late, but welcome to our village.”
Cianna listened to her greeting and focused on her meal, but Isabella didn’t show any displeasure.
By the time Sianna had finished her rolls and drank her cup of tea, she introduced herself.
“Oh, come to think of it, I didn’t introduce myself. My name is Isabella. I am twenty.”
Sianna knew her name because of the boys earlier, but she didn’t mention it. When Cianna also introduced her own name and her age, Isabella smiled and then curled her expression.
The wound on her left cheek was distorted.
She tried to apologize but her mouth wouldn’t come off. Isabella tried to lighten her mood by smiling at her stern expression.
“…It’s not Siana-san’s fault. I will firmly punish them.”
Isabella told her that she had sent her little ones back to her house, and that the next time she would formally apologize to her and take her to visit her herself, she didn’t bother to listen. .
“Isabella,”
Cianna cut her off and asked a rude question, but Isabella waited for her question, showing no sign of displeasure. Cianna twisted her off-white hair, feeling uncomfortable at Isabella’s gaze at her.
“How do you know Mason…?”
Her question put a soft smile on Isabella’s face.
“She has been playing with us since childhood. To me, it was as special as my family and sisters. Of course, that was before she became her paladin.”
I see. Cianna had an experience where her breasts were a little creepy.
Unlike herself, who was alone in her foreign land with no connections, Mason was her hometown.
What will she do if Mason regrets bringing him to her hometown? Every day she would get angry over trivial things and she would hate herself for offending her.
Cianna was so distracted that she didn’t even notice her Isabella calling her. After Isabella called her name three times, Cianna came to her senses.
“M-I’m sorry. What did you say?”
“I was also curious about how Sianna came to know Mason.”
In response to her smiley question, Shiana decided to mix the facts in moderation. She told the story of how she met and became friends with May while she was living with the help of her church after losing her parents in her childhood.
Cianna was worried that Isabella would ask for more, but she was in vain. Instead of asking her about her relationship with the Masons, she brought up another subject.
“…Come to think of it, is it true that the church Mason was in disbanded?
Cianna nodded slowly, holding back a slight itch on her left wrist. Isabella had compassion in her two beautiful purple eyes.
“If it’s a church that worships the god of life, it’s a scale that can’t be ignored, how could it collapse overnight?”
Isabella’s question was simply out of curiosity, but it only brought up another bad memory for Cianna. She began scratching the cut on her left wrist without Isabella’s knowledge under her desk.
“Are there any facts that the members of the church know? I know this is a rude question, but please forgive me for considering it the ignorance of a country girl. In a very rural manor like this, news is slow and there are many things that are exaggerated or distorted.”
At Isabella’s curious request, Cianna began scratching her wrist even harder. The skin over her wound turned red and the feeling of heat intensified.
Many memories of her flash past. At first she renounced her food and drink, shut herself up in her own room, and prayed to her god. After that, the time she abused herself, blaming herself for her fault, the moments she struggled to somehow regain her link with God, and the time when everyone was exhausted and abandoned the last remaining hope. At that time in the crypt two years ago.
Sianna’s claws dug into her wounds like tenacity. She finally wakes up with a sharp breath in her mind at the stinging pain. Before she knew it, a little blood was flowing from her wrist, where her red, swollen scar was.
“Siana, are you okay? Is your complexion pale?”
“Uh huh?”
Across her table, Isabella anxiously reaches out her hand. For a moment, Isabella’s image overlapped with that of the paladin reaching out her hand toward her from within her crypt.
Dreuk-
Shiana hastily pulled her chair back. Isabella awkwardly holds her hand out in the air, and Cianna looks at her with her terrified eyes.
It was the moment when the heavy and awkward air entered.
Just then, her back door, which leads directly into her kitchen, opens, and a woman with her familiar brown hair and warm brown eyes enters carrying her luggage. The woman who enters the house is embarrassed to see the women confronting her across the table.
“Isabella…Siana?”
Mason, not expecting the two to be together, looks at them with her bewildered expression.
Sianna looked up at her Mason and her emotions soared.
Her fear that Mason would leave her;
Of course, logically speaking, Mason is not at fault. Sianna, too, knew that her feelings were irrational. But it was not easy for her to quench her emotions once she was on fire.
“…Isabella, what happened?”
And the little fact that Mason questioned Isabella, not Cianna, shattered the dam of her emotions that she was barely holding on to.
Isabella used to think that way sometimes.
Maybe if there is such a thing as God, she might be too partial to herself.
People are so stupid and stupid. I was swayed by immature emotions and couldn’t handle my work properly. But because of that, she was able to get what she wanted so easily. Just looking at the situation now, it was like that.
For Cianna, her own opposite, the fact that her Mason, her sister, asked him the whole story must have come across as painful. Of course, this was due to her paranoid personality and her inability to control her emotions that she had through the series of events.
However, Shiana, who has relieved all her stress by venting it to Mason, is caught in the habit of her emotions and will pour out her emotions before she even recognizes it.
The surging anger will be directed at poor Mason who doesn’t know why.
“Mason, where have you been until now?”
Sianna’s cold, beautiful, frosty voice goes to Mason.
This was Isabella’s favorite moment. As if she were the conductor of a famous play, she saw the moment when her thoughts fit the other person’s next move.
Mason was quite tired of Cianna’s meaningless anger and her whining. Of course, it was because she did not know what happened to her Shiana, but now she was in a state of anger at the anger of Sianna that she had to accept without understanding before and after.
“Siana, what else are you complaining about? I told you yesterday that I was going to go downtown for a bit.”
Sianna’s whole body trembled.
She realized she hadn’t explained to Mason what had happened, but the die had already been cast.
Her petty pride does not allow her to say that the situation will be over.
“…”
Cianna pursed her mouth, but no words came out of her. She wants to confide in Mason, but her trauma forbids her from recalling the situation. Soon, Shiana turns away from her face as if her tears are about to pour, and clamors up this floor and she slams the door.
She refuses to communicate with her in a whirlwind of emotions she can’t handle, and in doing so, Cianna hurts Mason again.
Mason, on the other hand, is just so absurd. She said she only went to buy things she needed, but she said that she had to accept her anger for unknown reasons. Her questioning brown eyes search for me.
“…I’m sorry, Isabella, can you explain?”
Isabella suppresses her laughter as she tries to burst out. Putting on a look of complete embarrassment, she begins to tell Mason what happened, because if she laughs, the new scar on her cheek will sting and she’ll cry.
