Pretending to Be a Girlfriend？ 11

Chapter 11 – Bien (3)

The director said he could go right away, but he said yes, so he didn’t go right away.

After washing the children, putting them to bed, I told them stories about their fun adventures.

The story of fighting the Skeleton Knight, the story of seeing a flying dragon, and so on.

The children lit up their eyes.

“… After defeating that monster like that, I was behind it.”

-Gulp.

A swallowing sound was heard.
I could tell how much they were concentrating on the children who listened quietly without anyone talking.

“Gold and silver treasures.”

“Really? Was it a real treasure?”

“Wow… Was it an expensive treasure? I’m so jealous.”

“You idiot, you took down that monster, of course!”

Of course, my story was mixed with exaggeration.

It wasn’t even a monster, it was just an ogre.
And what I got after defeating it was just a small antique.

However, I think a little exaggeration is fine as long as it can give joy to children.

“Then. It was a very expensive treasure. But a big bird appeared there, snatched it all up, and ran away. It’s really unfortunate.”

“So suddenly? Oh, sorry.”

A sigh flows from among the children. This is a lie too.

In fact, Bien picked up the antique, missed it, and ate it.
Bien seemed to remember too. Because I was blushing as if I was embarrassed next to her.

“Ruler. Today’s story ends here. It’s time to go to bed now.”

“Brother! Tell me a little bit more!”

“Okay! Just a little bit, ok? Please.”

“No. You have to sleep now.”

Some of the children are already asleep.

And children should go to bed early.

“Ah then! Since you must have known Bienne for a long time, Bienne, tell us what it was like before!”

“Right…! Just tell me that Yeah? Yes?”

Suddenly, she sparked at Bien. She tells me, as Bien freaks out.

“Hey! Do not say. You guys go to sleep!”

Bien was visibly upset.
Could it be that she remembered the time when she had just met me, when she was discreet like the other saints?

“Bien was… Very nice.”

She told me not to, but as she thought of those days, she naturally muttered to herself.
Bien is glaring at me.

Suddenly coming to my senses, I pretend not to notice her gaze and scold the children for no reason.

“Ruler..! Gotta sleep now end. Sleep now, I’ll tell you more tomorrow. If you go to bed late, we won’t talk.”

Complaints are coming from all over the place.

I ignored them all and put them all to bed.

****

The stars bloomed like flowers.

I was sitting in front of the orphanage’s main gate, waiting for Bien.
He told me to wait here for a while, saying he would come after the night prayer.

I still feel it, but it was a beautiful place.

A cool night breeze blows If only I could breathe here.

I closed my eyes. I know I can’t fall asleep.
If I fall asleep here, Bien will go wild saying that he fell asleep without waiting.
However, the eyelids he had been holding all day were too heavy.

I tried to take a break while feeling the pleasant wind and listening to the grass bugs.
How long was that

– Kiik.

Flash I opened my eyes.
I was so shocked that my heart hurt, but I acted naturally.

“Are you in Vienna?”

I pretended I wasn’t sleeping by giving strength to my voice.
I looked back at her, hiding her thumping heart.

Silver hair and silver eyes.
Small stature.

And her clothes were different.
She changed into clothes that exposed her arms, and held a small basket in one hand.
He was also wearing a large hat. I couldn’t understand why he wore a hat like that at night.

I was a bit surprised that I prepared more earnestly than I thought.

But. I was told to do it by writing a wish ticket.
Wouldn’t it be something I really wanted to do someday?
Something like romance

… I don’t know why he bothered to do it with me.

She looked at me without answering. I pulled her body up, but she still said nothing.

“…?”

It was something he wanted.
Um so…

“Did you change your clothes? Matches well.”

“…I’m not happy…”

She, who had been hardened by her compliment, opens her mouth.
And she steps out of her orphanage.

I grabbed her basket she was holding.

“Give me. I will listen.”

“Oh, oh, no. I will take this.”

It was different from her who would normally hand over all her luggage.
You may think that you have to carry the basket with your own hands to complete your romance.
I gave up without complaint.

“Okay. Let’s go. Do you know the way?”

Bien nods.
I trusted her and started walking.

Sniff

Feel the touch on your arm.
Bien, who had approached her before she knew it, crossed her arms.

Touch each other’s bare skin. It was much warmer than expected.

“… Bien?”

“Cold. And dark.”

Pushing her hat down, she replied.

You should’ve just come in a little longer, she tried to say
A from earlier saying that he looked good on him reminded him of her shyness, so he didn’t compliment.

What else This isn’t the first time they’ve crossed their arms.
So I just thought it was.

Without a word we walked.
The riverside glistens in the moonlight.
An endless meadow.
By the time the orphanage looked like a dot, I broke the silence.

“Bien, this is a wish ticket, right?”

I use the argument from earlier as a joke.
She also smiled and nodded her head.

“By the way, have you ever played all night?”

“No. This is the first time.”

Okay…?
I saw a little hope. If it’s your first time playing all night, wouldn’t Bien get tired and go back a little earlier?

Because it will feel different from the night watch that Vienne has done often.

“Why did you want to do something like this?”

“…Because in the church life, the sleeping time is always fixed.”

“Aha.”

It must have been a deviation she wanted to try.

“So you wanted to try? There’s nothing special about it.”

“That’s something you can say because you’ve done it.”

That’s right.

“That’s right.”

Bien lifts her head and looks at me.
Her hat is so big that even the slightest movement of her head makes a big difference.

“That… Who did you sleep with all night…?”

I feel the pressure in her arm. She was holding on a little tight.

“I’ve tried it once or twice with my brother.”

“Oh yeah?”

And loose again.

“I told you. Actually, there’s nothing wrong with that. Can’t do it often Better to play during the day.”

“I’m still fine.”

It’ll be like that when you first start. My stamina is still there, and I am looking forward to it.
But when drowsiness sets in, everything becomes boring and less talkative.

Even if you decide to play all night, words like ‘Do you want to go to bed?’ Come out automatically.

What though…
Certainly it’s fine now.
Because the scenery you see with your eyes is beautiful.
The weather is also helping. The moon and stars hang in the sky without a single cloud.

“It is pretty.”

“Muh.. What, what?!”

But Bien is started.
Still, the folded arms do not let go.

What is it, why are you like this all of a sudden?
I looked around to see what was going on.

“What is it? The scenery is beautiful.”

“… Ah.”

Bien bows her head.

And suddenly she feels a tingling pain in her arm.

“Ah! What.”

This is what Bien pinched.

“Bien, why is that-“

I tried to ask why, but I covered her mouth her.
Don’t you know why? I’m afraid the answer will come out.
Then it gets harder
I think it’s best to just let it go naturally.

“Why is that… What is that?”

I casually shift her attention to the basket she is holding.
It was a bit unnatural flow, but it couldn’t be helped.

And I’ve been curious since before.
It seems to be a snack in the flow.

…But I can’t cook.

Even if I’m hungry because I can’t eat dinner, I can’t do it enough to hope that what’s in there isn’t Bienne’s cuisine.

Probably not There is nothing to eat in the orphanage, so even the children can’t feed themselves. Where did the food come from?

“Ah, this..? It’s a snack.”

She closed her eyes tightly. Another difficult task has been added to the schedule ahead.

“Where did you come from…? The orphanage doesn’t seem to have enough food.”

Bien stops right there and glares at me.

“Hey. You! Come to think of it, I didn’t eat dinner tonight! Did you hear everything?”

“Ah… How did you know that?”

“There’s a kid I’ve seen giving away food. He informed me When I told the director, he told me to bring snacks.”

Hmm… I’m sorry for bothering you.
Maybe because of my actions, the food in the orphanage has decreased even more.

“You ..! And you said you gave the food to the boy! The kid who keeps claiming me as his.”

Bien brings up her story about the cute child.

“Ah.Haha. That’s right. Isn’t he cute?”

“You want to be nice to him? They keep calling me their own!”

“I wanted to do well. What is it, why are you offended by children’s pranks?”

I don’t know why I feel bad again.
How the hell can I have a conversation without feeling bad?
No matter what I do, I seem to get angry right away.

“…Wouldn’t you feel bad if yours were taken away?”

What are you talking about mine? Oh, you’re talking about bread.

“Bien, you can give up at least bread. Why is that? What if I don’t eat that all day?”

“Ah… It’s okay. I can’t speak to you.”

With a pout, he grabs my arm again and walks.

I totally agree with you saying you can’t communicate.
Enough to make me wonder how we are still close.

A cool breeze blows again.

Everywhere I looked, I could see very far away.
The two of them were walking in a beautiful space that opened their hearts.
Even so, no one was there, so strangely, the situation itself felt personal.

I feel like no one knows what I do.
It was a strange feeling.

“Um… Is this the charm of the night?”

I muttered. It was a feeling I never felt when I stayed up all night with my brother.
I was also getting a new feeling through this experience.

And it gets quiet for a while
Bien and I focused on the sounds of nature and felt a little liberated.

Then.
Bienne slowly, very slowly, lowers her crossed arms.
Want to hold my hand

“Uh, what is it?”

Startled, I raise my hand and remove it.
There is a strong perception that this is something that only lovers do.
It is awkward to hold hands with Bien, who is not even a lover yet.

“What, what.”

Bien is a catch.

“Did you get off because it was hard to keep your arms up?”

Is it like that? In fact, her hand didn’t even touch mine.
I was surprised that he would take my hand her as a rule of thumb.
I feel ashamed for nothing.

“Could you please stop misunderstanding? Every time you react like this, do I feel embarrassed?”

“Mi… I’m sorry.”

“You know what I want to do well with you? I said I would meet a man much cooler than you!”

Well. It did.
A. It’s all my brother’s fault

I think I over-accepted everything from the time my hyung asked me if they liked me.
Actually, maybe that’s why I even heard that from Lily noona.

There are many better men than me in the world.
Even my brother is like that.

Maybe I’m not good enough for Bian’s eyes. It makes sense.

“Right, right?”

“That… Yes.”

“But what is your ideal type? I don’t think I ever asked.”

Bien is instantly hit! Look at me

“Why are you curious about that?”

I was taken aback by the stronger reaction than I expected.

“Uh… Just. I was suddenly curious…”

Hehe. Then Bien keeps glancing at me.

“That… So. Better than you more handsome! Uh… Nicer…! And… More cool…? Uh…”

She looked very worried.
Grunt

Then, suddenly, he lifts her head.

“Ah! And I like someone who doesn’t have complicated women problems much more than you do.”

“…Who has less complicated women’s issues than me…? There must have been a lot of people like that. I have no problem with women. I haven’t dated anyone since I was this age.”

“I’m talking about my ideal type, but why are you throwing up!”

But. That’s right.

“But. It is.”

I thought the conversation with Bien would end like that, but it didn’t.

“… You?”

“Me…?”

Bien asks.
She never really thought about it.
There was no set ideal type.

It’s comfortable just to meet you,
You look beautiful in my eyes,
Understand my heart,
Wouldn’t it be nice to have someone who takes care of me?

I’ve never met anyone like that, so I don’t know yet.

If such a person comes out, I am confident that I will cherish and love him.

“… I don’t know. Maybe I should meet you.”

“… What is it. It’s so difficult because nothing has been decided.”

“I will meet you somehow.”

“Why don’t you lower your eyes a little.”

He said not to stick to his ideal type of his.

But, again, this thought did not come out of my mouth.

“Starches. I think we have arrived.”