Chapter 10 – Bien (2)
“Starches. Wake up.”
Someone pinches my cheek
It was quite stinging, but I couldn’t bear to try to stop it with my hands and only raised my eyelids.
Silver bobbed hair, silver eyes in a half-tied ponytail.
“… Bien?”
“You slept enough, fool. Everything is here.”
Bien was pinching my cheeks.
You said everything came..? Where…?
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Oh orphanage.
I was in the carriage.
From dawn, she took a carriage to the orphanage, and Bien said she could sleep for some reason, so she fell asleep.
I thought she was sleeping straight, but when she opened her eyes, she was lying down.
Her head was cutting her bien’s thigh.
I slowly came to my senses and I stood up in amazement.
It seemed that Bien would curse.
“That… I’m sorry. I thought she was sleeping straight…”
“Huh. Is it already over?”
Vienne patted her thighs and said.
I’m a little thankful that you didn’t wake me up until now.
It was a moment when Bien looked a little like a saint.
Have you slept for a long time?
She hasn’t been sleepy in a long time. Instead, I slept on the carriage, so I felt stiff all over the place.
“Get down now.”
Bien got up from her seat and got out of her carriage.
I was still dreamy, just looking at her.
Rubbed her eyes
She was asleep, so I couldn’t be sure, but it seemed like she hadn’t just arrived.
The surroundings were not cluttered, and it was very quiet.
Neither the neighing of the horses nor the voice of the coachman could be heard.
“Bien, how long has she arrived?”
“I just arrived.”
It’s probably a lie. You must have said that to be considerate of me.
I was kind of grateful.
Children’s laughter could be heard in the distance.
She felt that she had come to an orphanage.
I got out of the carriage, squinting at the bright sunlight.
Bien was already approaching the orphanage from afar.
“Uh…? Bien sister!!!”
“Bien sister!!!!”
And her children, having discovered her bien, come running towards her.
The children threw themselves and attached themselves to Bien.
“Don’t hang on!”
Bien shouted, but the children didn’t even pretend to hear her.
The children hugged Bien as if they were cicadas.
“Profit..! The clothes are torn!! Away!”
“Sister! I miss you!!”
“Why did you come now, sister!!”
Bien is stuck and is beaten.
I laughed.
Bien, who always bothers me, couldn’t resist her, and it was funny that she was being bullied, and she was happy just the way she was.
Long to be like that
The eyes of the children also moved to me.
“Sister. Who is that brother?”
“Eh. Aren’t you sick? It looks too hard.”
“You idiot, you’re my sister’s boyfriend!”
“What…? No! My sister is mine!”
Many children speak freely about their thoughts.
Even so, he held onto Vien tightly.
Bien’s popularity was considerable. It wasn’t her first time seeing her serve her, but she was always amazing. She thinks it is proof that she put a lot of effort behind the scenes.
“What?! Me, why is that idiot my boyfriend! No it’s not?!”
“Uh? No?”
Stop it! Away! When she hears that Bien, who was shouting only, is her boyfriend, she jumps up.
She asks a girl who looks a bit mature.
“Everything, of course!! I’m not such an idiot, I’m going to meet someone much better!!”
“…What about me.”
He intervened in their tumultuous gap.
I heard from Lily-noona yesterday that you’re not meant to be a lover.
It seems that my self-esteem is being lowered a little.
“Brother!! Who is your brother Bien is mine, so if you touch it, you will die!”
A little boy who looks to be about 7 years old declares with ambition.
He was cute and stroked his hair.
“I get it. But can you say that in order to be a lover, you have to be much cooler than me?”
She rolled up one sleeve to show off her arm.
The child giggles and takes a step back.
Kids love simple things.
“Wow, that oppa’s muscles are really big..”
“I want to play with that brother!”
A girl clinging to her bien abandons her and jumps at me.
However, with the sound of kek, he hesitated in his seat.
Bien was holding her clothes.
“No. You play with me That fool is going to play with the boys.”
“What? Hate! I want to play with that oppa too!”
Then Vien’s expression hardened.
“Listen.”
The atmosphere cools down.
The child is started by the sudden expression of Vien.
You shouldn’t think of Bien as an ordinary saint.
She is different from ordinary saints who are benevolent, patient, pure, deep inside, and have great empathy.
It used to be.
In the past, she, like other saints, used honorifics for everyone and prayed in front of those who were struggling.
But the longer I and her bond with her, the more I learned that it wasn’t her nature.
She was reluctant to shake hands with people who had strange things on her hands, and when she heard harsh words, she had a hard time holding back.
She got bored of listening to subjects she wasn’t interested in.
Being an orphan of hers, it was inevitable for Bien, who grew up in the church, to become a saint, but living as a saint did not suit her aptitude.
When was the last time she changed into who she is now?
…Was it after the first drinking day with me?
She’s a saint, but she’s surprised that she can drink.
Besides, it was horsemanship.
She drank so much then that I can’t remember what she said.
In any case, it is not unusual for Vienne to be serious about children in this way.
If you don’t like it, it’s more severe than you can imagine.
“If you don’t listen to me like this, you won’t come often in the future.”
“Ah! Okay!! Okay! Don’t play with that brother!”
Intimidating the kids You’re good at it, Vien.
Only think inside
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The children’s stamina was terrifying.
We played continuously without a break.
Maybe it’s because they’re boys, and if you take your eyes off them for a while, they’re doing dangerous things.
If you don’t care about the other kids to stop it, quarrels will happen, and that’s how it was.
I wonder if this is why Bienne didn’t disturb my sleep in the carriage.
“After… I want to rest.”
Some of them made mistakes in children’s games and were eliminated and sat down.
Talk talk
Someone touches me
Looking back, it was Bien.
“Have you been playing well?”
Looking at her face, her displeasure jumped out.
Leave all the boys who are hard to manage to me?
“Bien. It’s too much, really.”
“What is too much?”
Bien sits down beside him. She was setting the sunset.
And what I felt while walking around with the children was that it was a beautiful place.
The high mountains in the distance, the stream that came out a short walk away, and the surrounding grasses were all beautiful.
I wonder if it would have been a good resort if it weren’t for taking care of children.
“Leave all the boys to me? I didn’t expect it to be so powerful.”
“Huh. Did you think it would be comfortable to come to the service?”
I never thought of wanting to serve.
Of course, that doesn’t mean it’s not rewarding.
However, after excluding the joy of the children, the devastated body remains.
“Eh. Done. But in that case, did you write the wish ticket? That I’ll be here until tomorrow.”
Bien, who was sitting next to me, looks at me curiously.
“What are you talking about?”
“…Yes?”
Did Bien forget about the right to wish?
So what am I doing now Anxiety crept in.
She explained to her
“Why didn’t you guys decide to give me a wish ticket instead of letting go of your anger last time?”
“You know that?”
Know? But what is this reaction?
“But your wish is to stay until tomorrow! I told you my wish was to stay up all night!”
“… What?”
I know that the first wish was to stay up all night together.
But now that we’ve come this far, I thought the plan might have changed.
Wasn’t it your wish to help her from here until tomorrow?
“No, I have something to do when the kids sleep, stay up all night here.”
“It’s none of Starchis’ business, and if you said you’d grant me a wish, you’d have to do it right.”
“You said it wasn’t your wish to do this here…?”
“How can that be a wish, of course you have to do it!”
Bien shoots.
“No, why is that obvious, Vien…”
“It’s time to spend with me. Then, whatever you do during that time, that is not a wish!”
It’s too forced.
It’s not like I’m a slave for the time we spend together.
I don’t have an opinion on why or how to spend my time.
Bien sometimes has a habit of looking at me too much like an object, like a possession.
Today was exhaustingly difficult, but this wasn’t a wish or anything?
Do you have to stay up all night?
Fatigue creeps in.
However, since this was not a wish, I cannot throw it away and go to rest.
“Brother!! It’s over! Let’s come back!!”
Children shout in the distance.
Children who smile brightly at me.
You can’t just throw these kids away because they’re having a hard time.
Judging from Bienne’s tone, it seemed like talking to her wouldn’t change anything.
This isn’t the first time I’ve had a conversation like this.
I didn’t want to get more tired of arguing in a state where I was already exhausted.
“… Ok Bien. Okay, so don’t be angry. Okay. Certainly you never changed your wish.”
Looking back, my fault is bigger.
You should have checked it from the start.
I was a fool for thinking that this would be a wish based on a guess because it was difficult without doing that.
“…Then you’ll stay up all night?”
“Yes. Let’s do it.”
“Hehe.”
He is impatient, gets angry quickly, and quickly cools down if the reasons are given away.
If you want to be comfortable with Bien, it’s better to just listen.
As a result, I always seem to listen to Bien’s words.
I brushed my ass and got up.
“Bien, then I’ll play with the kids a little longer and come back.”
“Yes. Okay. Oh, Starchis?”
“Yes?”
“You know, it’s time for dinner in a little while.”
“Okay.”
After that, I went to the children.
In order to play with the children, she loosens her expression once and forcibly smiles on her lips.
But in reality
Eyes are heavy Legs are heavy. Sleepy.
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“Hey guys!! Slowly!! Stop running and stand in line!”
No matter how many times a day, I made a loud noise to break through the noisy children’s voices.
But the kids are kids, and they don’t even pretend to hear it.
They shoved each other, splashed water on each other, played, and noisily received food.
“Can I imitate him well?”
“Try it!”
“Dear!! Cheoncheo!! Don’t run!!”
I hear the voices of children making fun of me.
I burst out laughing, but my strength is also quick.
Bien said she had some business with the director of her orphanage for a while, so she wasn’t here.
Maybe she ran away for a while? She thought about this too.
“There!! Don’t steal your friends’ food!”
“But that’s not enough!”
“Friends are equally lacking. Let’s be patient.”
The food served was bread. Not too big, not too soft. Not too much quantity
It was a bread prepared just for the number of people.
-‘Hey, let’s go and fill up the water.’
-‘Then the ship makes a lot of noise…’
As I’m handing it out, I hear a little heartbreaking voice from behind.
“I’ll share them slowly, one by one.”
When you feel untidy again, tell the children.
“Thank you.”
There were children who greeted her belly button and received it, and there were children who broke their own bread to a child who seemed to be her younger brother her.
The amount of food was small and the distribution was over quickly.
The food of Bien and the director, who are not present, is also set aside.
And just as I was about to pick up my dinner, the last little piece of bread left, a boy came up to me.
It was the boy whom Bien had earlier declared to be his.
I was able to infer the reason for the reason why he came while watching it.
“Oh, the husband of the future Vienne. What’s up?”
“…”
But he did not open his mouth easily.
Well, I feel a rivalry with me, but it won’t be easy to ask for help.
After hesitating for a while, he asks in a crawling voice.
“Hyung… I don’t have any more…?”
I expected it, but it was more salty than I thought.
There is something heartbreaking about children doing this.
Reminds me of my childhood
I think one of the things I said the most to my brother was ‘I’m hungry’.
Then my brother would get food from somewhere and feed me.
How hard my brother must have tried to get that little food.
Did hyung feel this feeling when he saw me at that time?
“I’m hungry?”
Nod. Then he glanced at my face once, and glanced at my arm once.
“…And you have to eat a lot to get more muscle than your brother.”
I laughed out loud.
Yes, there is a reason for that.
It was so cute that I touched my forehead.
I was going to give my share anyway, but I wanted to give more willingly.
I glanced around at the other kids and whispered to him.
“Ruler. Eat this. There was one left Is it a secret from the other friends?”
The child took the bread with both hands, widening his eyes.
“Thank you bro!!”
“Shh. It’s a secret because you give a lot to yourself. You have to be quiet.”
“Yes!!”
“Come on, hide somewhere and eat.”
Nod. He nodded vigorously, grabbed the bread under his clothes his, and ran off somewhere.
I couldn’t eat dinner, but it warmed my heart.
And if I eat something when I’m sleepy like this, I’ll be even more sleepy.
At that moment, I saw Bien walking with the director from afar.
“Bien. Director. Hurry.”
The director was an old woman with a warm smile.
Hearing my words, Bien jumped first.
“Starchis, did you wait?”
“Nope. I ate it all.”
Bien’s mouth her pouted at my answer.
“Did you eat it alone because you couldn’t wait? Are you a pig?”
Originally, I was going to wait and eat together, but it turned out like this.
She hands her her bread. I decided to ignore her words of her.
“Did you talk to the director?”
“Yes.”
“What were you talking about?”
“You will find out soon.”
Then take a bite.
The director came soon after.
She was giving me an apologetic look.
“I am really sorry that I couldn’t even serve dinner properly to the person who worked hard all day.”
“No. Don’t talk too much.”
“Right! We are fine!”
“Oh… I feel so heavy that I can’t help you even though you have such an emaciated face.”
The older director stretches his hand toward my face.
But my face is like this, it’s not really the director’s fault, it’s the guy next to me.
-Widely.
Bien holds the director’s hand in the middle.
Of course, the director and I were slightly surprised, and even Bien looked surprised.
“Uh… That, so. Starch’s face is messy, so it’s better not to touch it. I’m going to eat now, so can I make my hands dirty?”
“… BNC, Starchis, you are hurt. Let’s just say pretty things to each other.”
Bienne put her bread in her mouth, evading her own outburst her.
She hesitated and let go of the director’s hand her.
The director turned his gaze back to me.
“And I made this mistake again… I almost put my hand on Mr. Starchis’ face his without thinking about how he felt. I apologize.”
“No. It’s okay. I don’t care.”
At my words, the director smiles benevolently.
“You really have a big heart. I have seen many people who have come to volunteer, but it has been a long time since I have seen anyone who has cared for children as diligently as Mr. Stachis.”
“Ahaha… The kids are cute.”
“Right, Starchis? Aren’t the kids cute?”
Stay still for a little while.
Again, there are many words.
She has her arms crossed triumphantly beside her.
It seems that the bread has already been eaten.
“That’s why I asked to come.”
That was the reason you came here.
The kids are cute, so I want to show them to you too.
I knew my intentions were good, but…
In fact, kids are the cutest to watch from afar.
Taking care of… Honestly, it’s hard.
I just left out a lot of things.
“Even if you are cute, difficult things are difficult. Thank you for your hard work. Both of you.”
Does the director know how to read minds?
He seemed to know how to put people at ease.
It reminds me of the saying, “Pretty words are for your own dignity, not for others.”
Every time she spoke her halo she seemed to shine through more and more.
“Mr Starches. All I can do is… I know a very pretty place that no one else knows. I’ll tell you where it is, so come and have a good time with Bien. From now on, I will take care of the children. I am sorry that I can only do this.”
Bien nods and looks at me.
He seems to be asking, ‘Is it good?’
Judging by the calm expression on her face, it seemed that everything had already been decided.
How did you stay up all night?
It was this.
