Chapter 17: Salty response
The next morning.
Zion’s demeanor during breakfast was completely different from before.
He ate his meal with a completely expressionless face and in a monotone manner.
There was no conversation, and he showed no reaction to the talk about the 《Witch of Dawn》.
(What a cold response. He has completely closed off his heart…)
It was like he was a completely different person from yesterday when they could talk like close friends.
(Of course, that’s understandable. We did something so embarrassing like a romance novel, and I was even the male side…)
She remembered last night’s memory that made her want to die just by thinking about it.
If there was magic that could rewind time, she would have wanted to change it with all her might, but time travel is still one of the unexplored magics.
However, even after such an event that she couldn’t regret enough, Finne’s spirit was never broken.
(There’s no use worrying about it. I’ll focus on this delicious meal and switch my feelings!)
Compared to the comfort of food, the nuances of human relationships were trivial.
Growing up in such a terrible environment, Finne has acquired an abnormally low threshold for happiness and an incredibly strong mental strength.
(Ah, the bread is delicious today too.)
Finne savored the freshly baked bread with narrowed eyes.
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(Why can’t I speak well…)
Remembering breakfast with her where nothing went well, Zion held his head in his hands.
It was as if he had become a different person.
He didn’t know how to talk or how he had been able to talk so naturally until now.
At least the relief was that she didn’t seem particularly concerned about his own awkwardness.
Although not exactly the same, he remembers her happily eating her meal as usual.
Confused by unfamiliar emotions, he made mistakes that were unlike his during his work at the palace.
“It’s okay. I’m actually relieved to see your human side.”
His boss, Cornelius, smiled and snapped his fingers.
“I bet you’re in love, aren’t you?”
“I’m not.”
He denied it without emotion.
He could interact with others as usual, but not when it came to this.
(What am I doing…)
He held his head and let out a deep sigh.
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