Chapter 47: It’s like seeing your old self
After a while, Owen-san, who seemed to have calmed down a bit, hunched over and bowed his head lower than me.
“I apologize for causing you trouble, Quatra-sama. It was my foolish behavior that caused you inconvenience.”
His hand holding the scrap of paper that I returned to him was trembling. As I stared at it, I crossed my arms and pondered.
“When I found this, I thought that the author of this letter was careless, but perhaps it wasn’t really the case.”
“I’m sure they were nervous, too. So much that they didn’t even have time to double-check.”
Owen-san looked up suddenly, his not-so-large eyes widening in surprise.
“What kind of expression is that supposed to be for the emotion you just displayed?”
“A-Ah… I’m sorry! I didn’t expect you to say something like that…”
Like with Tanatora-san, from an outsider’s perspective, it’s unclear who’s the senior.
I realize that I have a haughty attitude towards those older than me, but I’m finding it difficult to change.
Wiping his eyes with his arm, he timidly asks me a question.
“Were my love letter really that bad?”
“If I give you an honest answer, you won’t cry anymore.”
“Yes, I will.”
Owen-san lifts his almond-shaped eyes and tightens his lips. I imagine his love letter in my mind and honestly express what I felt.
“First of all, it’s impossible to give a scrap of paper like that to someone you like. Plus, the handwriting should have been neater to give a good impression. And besides, you’re not even a woman, so it’s not clear why you would leave a love letter in a shoebox. If you don’t have the kind of relationship where you can hand it directly to someone, it should at least be accompanied by a gift or something. If I received a love letter like this, my love for you would cool down in an instant.”
Without pausing to take a breath, I clearly convey my thoughts. He looks as if he has been shot, holding his chest with an expression of surprise.
“You should have wrapped it up in something a little more secure.”
“Uh, no. As Quatra-sama said.”
They say lightning doesn’t strike twice. Even though Owen-san had a grief-stricken expression, he seemed to take my words to heart.
“I’ve always been like this. Really uncool. I made up my mind and put it in her shoe locker, but I never thought it could’ve been the wrong one. It’s so bad, it’s beyond pathetic, it’s funny, right?”
He still sat on the ground, with one knee raised, self-mocking himself. Even seeing him like that, I couldn’t sympathize with him at all.
“If you’re aware of that, then you should change yourself.”
“It’s not something that can be easily done.”
“I know that better than anyone.”
I was about to reach out to him, but stopped just in time. Even though I’m Julian-sama’s fiancée, Owen-san has feelings for someone else. It wouldn’t be wise to make careless contact, even if it were to cause something.
“Hey, stand up. Don’t keep moping around like that. If you’re a man, you need to be more decisive. This is your chance. It wasn’t just a mistake that the recipient of the love letter was me, not Creaket-san.”
The smell of trouble wafts in again. But Owen-san is just like me not long ago, and I couldn’t just leave him alone like this.