Chapter 112 – Letter (1)
*I am a writer. Previous rounds of past cores (12) have been deleted.
Sorry.
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Starchis waited for the innkeeper in the room.
Stachis struggled with what to say when she met her.
He couldn’t leave this place even though he knew it would make things more complicated.
Still, I felt like I had to let go.
As Stion said, I wanted to tie a knot.
I didn’t want to experience these unpleasant feelings anymore.
-Kikkik, thump.
Behind Stachis, who was looking out the window, the innkeeper enters.
Starchis did not turn his body hers.
Still looking out the window
“… You know my name.”
Starchis asked for that.
Was it what my father said?
Did you reflect on the past at all?
“… My older brother came to visit. Stion. I… He told you everything.”
“… I see.”
And an understandable answer came back.
Whatever my father regretted, he was still the same.
“Have you been living together for a long time?”
“Yes?”
“With my father. Have you been living for a long time?”
“…I think we’ve been together for about eight years.”
8 years.
By a rough estimate, it seemed that they had met the innkeeper between four and six years after they had left their family.
“In the meantime, we haven’t heard anything about me and my brother.”
“…Yes.”
Stachis asked, involuntarily, if his father had ever spoken about him.
She herself suffered from rage and tears whenever she spoke of his father her, which he apparently did not seem to do at all.
Starchis still only looked at the scenery outside.
“I. After hearing the circumstances, I can’t look that way.”
“…”
“I know you didn’t do anything wrong… But it’s still embarrassing. The same goes for Stea.”
“…”
Starchis leaned his head against the cold window.
It felt like all the energy was draining from his body.
“…Even now after many years… Are you making it hard for me this much…?”
He uttered a monologue.
Isn’t a father a person who gives strength in difficult times?
Now, Starchis’ foundation was shaking.
Party work.
The past that followed his older brother.
To overlapping loneliness.
Father’s work overlaps here.
He couldn’t keep his balance.
I wanted to quit everything.
Stion wondered what he had sent him here to make him feel.
So far, he has been living hard for himself or to show off to the people around him, but the more he does, the more he seems to fall into a pit.
I think I need a change, but I don’t know what it is.
I couldn’t continue to live like this.
I kept living with my feelings buried,
Bad things are laughed off.
It seemed that all the things that had been put on the back burner appeared in an instant.
“How did you live? My father.”
“…”
“I wonder how they lived apart from my family.”
“… You don’t want to hear it.”
“Is that so.”
“…”
Judging by her reaction to her, he seemed to live happily ever after.
How did such selfish trash walk the world.
Conversely, the more he did, the more Starchis felt sorry for himself.
He had lived an altruistic life, but happiness was far from it.
“… Is there a place to fish nearby?”
Starchis suddenly asked.
I needed some alone time.
There are few memories of being as comfortable and fun as when I was fishing with Stion.
There didn’t seem to be much left to talk about here.
The innkeeper was sparing her words because he was paying attention to Stachis.
Stachis also had nothing more to ask.
“Yes. There is.”
“What about a fishing rod? Can I borrow it?”
“Yes. I will also lend you a fishing rod.”
I wanted to sit alone for a while and catch my breath.
I longed for someone to be by my side,
If he was a person who would come to wish for, he would not have been lonely.
For now, I wanted to empty my head while staring blankly at the water.
****
Rose was sitting on her bed with her knees in her arms.
From the day she came back from a night out, from the day she came back after having a relationship with Starchis, she couldn’t move in this room.
It was Hiannisti’s order.
He didn’t let her deviate.
Until she reflected, she was banned from going out.
But Rose had no regrets.
There is nothing wrong with wanting to be around the man you love because he is drunk and looks sad.
He’s still worried about him.
When she overheard his conversation with Russ, she caught a glimpse of his wounds.
It was the first time I had ever seen Starchis so explosively angry.
Resentment dripped from her voice and his actions her were rough.
She pushed Russ against the wall and she didn’t move.
Until the aftermath…
“…Starchis…”
It wasn’t hard for her to be punished.
It was hard for her not to see him and not hear from him.
Maid Elsaine sighed beside Rose.
“…I keep telling you, but this time the lady was wrong. What if you rebel like that?”
“…Elzain…Why won’t Starchis reply? Have you checked to see if the letter came?”
“Yes, I came to check it today. There was no letter from the temporary address I wrote down, or even to the Nisty Mansion.”
Rose secretly sent Starchis a letter through Elzain.
She said that the reason she couldn’t find him was because of these circumstances.
So she asked me to wait a little bit.
I also asked that the reply be sent to another address.
But she never came back.
“…There must be a problem. That day… It was hard.”
“Maybe you’re trying to keep your mind in check. Or you want to widen the distance… “
Rose raised her head at Elzain’s words, and after seeing her expression her, Elzain changed her words.
“…But that’s probably not it. If it was something like that, he would definitely be the one to convey it through words.”
“…Right..? Then… There must be a problem. I am so worried..”
Elsaine wanted to ignore the emotions she felt at times like this.
Rose looked good.
She was not free.
Her her Rose her must have been unusual for her, but she thought, looking at her her, her her nobility her wasn’t so good either.
So she couldn’t be left alone.
The books she gives, the stories, and the letters secretly attached to her.
Reason cries out not to do it,
Her breasts made her help her.
Rose, who has been imprisoned all her life, is feeling her first love her.
Her sincerity was palpable.
“…See the lady’s reflection on Tira. So that the head of the family can forgive you.”
“To show remorse is the same as saying to stay away from Starchis.”
“…”
Rose was adamant.
It was to the point of doubting whether she was the girl who had always been beaten by Hiannisti.
She worried about Stachis in bed today as well.
****
A few days passed.
Stachis did not return to the city.
First, there were no carriages to the city.
On the day I talked with the innkeeper, I was lost in thought and lost time fishing for a long time.
He had to wait a few more days for him to come back, she said.
And secondly…
Starchis clears his head while fishing and realizes.
It might be better to just stay here.
At first she hated being here.
As Stion said, she intended to go back after seeing the grave.
But as time went on, I started to think about it.
‘Where are we going?’
Barefoot’s stronghold became awkward.
The city itself was gritty.
Even if you are at home, the party members will come to visit you.
My mind was still unfinished.
Of course, this inn was not comfortable.
It was just as inconvenient here.
However, the innkeeper and Starchis became friends with each other only by nodding their heads, and did not touch Starchis.
The only one approaching was Stea.
The decision to stay here was not only because the balance between the city and the inn was not over, but also because I liked this fishing spot that I could reach after leaving the inn.
It was a place where you could be without any worries.
I put down my heavy luggage, looked at the water, and caught the fish that came in from time to time.
When there was no change for a long time, I quietly muttered my favorite song.
So slowly, I took my time.
And I tried to accept everything step by step.
When your beating heart calms down, you can put down the burden for a little while,
Stop thinking about the difficult thoughts,
I also thought about how to do things.
It was noted that there were things to be sorted out.
There were things that had to be done.
Starchis had a fishing rod slung over his shoulder today as well.
It was time to return to the inn.
One last time, I looked at the water.
The sunset was reflecting and shining.
Then, I heard someone approaching.
“Miss Starchis! Do you have Starches!!”
It was a man.
Stachis answers as he emerges from the bushes.
“I think so.”
The man ran to Stachis in a month.
He was out of breath.
“This is an urgent letter. I have been commissioned.”
“What happened?”
“I don’t know. I just heard you ask me to tell you this.”
He handed over the letter
Stachis read the sender on the envelope.
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-Stion
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It was my brother.
I wondered what he would send urgently.
“I’m glad you’re okay, though.”
“Yes?”
Starchis replied stupidly to the man who brought the letter.
“I was told to go as soon as possible. I have something to worry about. But I never thought the client would be that Stion!”
“Is it?”
“Anyway, the job is done well. I’ll just go back!”
After completing the quest, the gatherers started to return to the place they came from.
Unlike when he came, he seemed more relaxed now.
Starchis looks down at the envelope he received.
There were two envelopes.
Why did my brother hand me two envelopes?
He also checked the second envelope.
And the sender wrote there
It was Russ.
