70 – Facing the truth (1)

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double-edged flower.

Another name that only elves call a flower that blooms only in Wirydia, which is blessed by the World Tree in the world.

flower of prudence.

The meaning was this.

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Just like the boys and girls who experienced the daytime effect of the double-edged flower that must only tell lies, let’s get into the habit of always thinking carefully before speaking out.

And it’s okay to smell the double-edged flower scent under the moonlight that makes you reveal all of your inner thoughts without filtering.

Be narrow-minded about anything, and do not hastily judge or think, think and feel carefully.

That’s why the elves called this double-edged flower ‘the flower of prudence’.

And now.

“…What did you just say, Pin…?”

The eyes of the girl who had just come to know about this and the boy who had just become stone-hardened without knowing this fact crossed each other.

The boy waved his hand and tried to deny it. To make the girl think to herself that what she just heard was wrong.

But.

“Here, you should just go around and leave…!”

The words he uttered as soon as his mouth, which had been barely covered, were freed from the restraint, were completely different from the action of the boy waving his hand.

The double-edged flower had already spread its pollen deep into the boy’s body for a long time.

The boy’s expression darkened even more.

Sigh.

The moment when the boy took a step backwards with an instinctive movement, unable to erase the embarrassed expression from his face.

Warak. The girl threw herself down and wrapped herself around the boy’s body.

“…run away, don’t go.”

The girl hugs the boy tighter and tighter.

and beg please don’t leave Please let me know your thoughts, the truth you are hiding.

For a girl, for a girl who can read a boy’s emotions.

It was because the color of the emotion of bewilderment could be glimpsed along with that shocked expression, as if what the boy had just said was true.

flinch.

The boy’s body shook greatly.

Why are you doing that all of a sudden? With that question in mind, the girl raised her head and looked at the boy, and at the end of her gaze, an open booklet caught her eye.

“…ah.”

A small sigh, like the death of a boy who has realized everything.

The boy’s eyes tremble like a reed shaken by the wind, and that emotion begins to tell the girl.

for the boy.

The boy who revealed as if he had experienced the girl’s death had a secret that he couldn’t tell anyone.

And that was the wall the girl had felt all along with the boy, the true identity of the sense of incongruity.

The fact that if I miss this opportunity now, I will never be able to break down the wall and face the boy for the rest of my life.

So the girl called the boy by his name.

“pin.”

At least, because he hoped that the boy would slowly tear down that wall while facing himself.

The girl had to remember the truth the boy had told her, the memories she had to remember alone, the pain from the sense of guilt that had no way to be saved.

“Could it be…I already died once…?”

contained by itself

There was only one memory and fact that the boy, facing the girl’s eyes, recalled.

That was also what the boy, who couldn’t let go of the girl, said.

“…That’s, as far as I know, twice…”

Once in the original work the boy knows.

And once the boy saw it with his own eyes and felt it with his skin after he entered this world.

Counting like that, it could be said that the girl had already met two deaths.

“twice….”

A girl who quietly repeats the boy’s words, opens her eyes wide, then calms down again.

The boy couldn’t bear to face the girl and turned his head away.

It was because he began to intuit what his inner heart would say next.

that lie. No, it was because I was too afraid to see how the girl who heard the memories would react.

“…once in the original novel I read…and once in my arms…you experienced death twice like this.”

“…What?”

The girl’s eyes widened to the point where they turned to the boy. I turn to the face of a boy I can’t bear to face.

Then, the girl’s gaze slowly descended and looked at the boy’s chest, and at the same time, the arm holding the boy trembled.

It was because the boy’s heart, which uttered unbelievable words, was infinitely sincere.

“novel?”

Even so, who can believe so easily? To say that the world you live in is a novel.

Even to the girl who would have accepted the boy’s words, crows are naturally white.

Even if the double-edged flower supports that fact,

Even if the boy’s feelings, his expression, nailed the fact,

It was too difficult to believe the words the boy had uttered, so he asked again.

“A novel, what do you mean…?”

The word novel was not the only question.

Didn’t he say something out of the ordinary that he died in the arms of a boy again, even though he died in the original novel?

But nothing could raise a question beyond the fact that this world was actually written by someone.

That’s why the girl, as always, asked the truth that had been deeply rooted in herself among the many questions.

And facing the girl’s question, the boy’s mouth opens and closes over and over again.

Can I tell the girl everything I know… That common anxiety was not the only reason. The double-edged flower would not have allowed him to hesitate to speak for that reason in the first place.

In other words, since it was impossible to escape from a situation where you were cornered into a single-minded situation where you couldn’t do this or that, you just had to figure out where and how to explain all the facts.

I thought about it and thought about it again.

how much time has passed like that

It’s not that long, but that’s not to say it’s short.

The boy began to tell the story with a question full of fear.

“…Does the princess know the word possession?”

Because he had to bring a truth that was cruel to the girl he had a crush on.

After seeing the effect of the double-edged flower, he had no idea how his relationship with the girl who knew the truth would be twisted.

The boy asked, carrying all those fears together. No, I vomited.

The fact that he is just a possessed person in a novel.

And the girl’s eyes, which heard the question and the word possession, wavered for a moment, but soon the seriousness settled in the girl’s eyes and she began to look at the boy.

“Can you tell me a little more, in detail…Pin?”

It wasn’t clear, but it was because the moment the boy said ‘possessed’, he felt as if he had caught a clue in a thick fog.

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The night is getting deeper, and through the open window you can hear the cries of insects and the rustling of grass in the background.

inner boy. Memories immersed in the deep sea are slowly revealed, guided by the faint scent of flowers.

Every time the boy brushes off the things he’s been through one by one, the girl’s face starts to change every moment.

“The trigger was seeing the story of the princess and its ending in a novel I was reading.”

When the boy told the story of the first time he encountered the unfortunate ending of a girl made of typeface, his lips parted lightly and he weakly shook his head.

“So, with full of dissatisfaction, I wrote a comment…so I wrote a letter and sent it. Is this correct? How can someone like the princess… have such an ending?”

The boy remembered that time.

The time when I saw that one sentence floating on the screen of an old computer placed in a single room.

The reason why he was possessed by this world.

“Then the reply came back, ‘Then you tried to find it.’ It was just one sentence.”

“Then, when I opened my eyes, I was the princess’s servant… and the princess was sentenced to death by doctors who could not properly diagnose ‘cytopetrification’.”

“…Well, isn’t that a funny story?”

Kwak. The boy, who recalled his first experience of being possessed and his life before returning, couldn’t stand the rising emotions and said, clenching his fists as if about to explode.

is this anger Or is it regret? If not even that… Is it the sadness that comes from the helplessness of having no choice but to tell the girl in front of her the bitter reality?

“At first, it was light-hearted. Because only I know the means to cure the princess’ illness.”

“Anyway, it’s a world that’s just a novel written by humans, so I thought it would work out somehow.”

… Like an idiot.

the boy talks

A sip of sin caused by one’s frivolity and insincerity.

“…So, of all the people who faced the landslide, I was the only one who survived. Like a plant that couldn’t even budge a finger.”

He was sickly and ignorant of the consequences of his sins and all the responsibility. However, the past, which had no choice but to be left to the infinitely pure girl.

“However, the princess always took care of me with a smile on her face even in such a situation.

Again. Tok.

Tears welled up in the boy’s crimson moonlight and ran down his slightly trembling cheeks and fell toward the floor.

At the same time, the boy’s well of guilt begins to empty little by little, drop by drop.

“Because of me… I lived a more miserable life, without knowing that he would die more painfully…”

“He didn’t know anything and took care of an idiot-like attendant, then met a demon for reasons that weren’t by chance and met his death… It was that kind of life.”

The boy turns his head to face the girl.

A girl who is just looking at herself with sad eyes. Without knowing why the girl was looking at him that way.

“That’s why I’m telling you. There’s no grace I’ve given, and I’ve never given anything grandiose like grace from the beginning.”

The boy then slams his heavy chest and shouts. If you do this, the stuffiness will disappear. If you do this… He wondered if he would be able to give the girl every drop of his sincerity.

“So please don’t look at me like that. Please don’t look at me as if you’ve sinned against me. Me…!!!”

“Please don’t treat this idiot as if he’s the savior of your life…”

Because I’m still an ugly bastard who couldn’t even repay the favor the princess gave me.

The boy, muttering so quietly, raises his head and looks up at the sky.

“No, I can’t even do that anymore. What kind of relationship do you want to have with someone who says that the world the princess was born in is a novel? What do you want to talk about? I just…”

The boy’s lamentation, which was tantamount to desperation, had no end and was scattered.

It was because the girl wrapped the boy’s head in her arms. So kindly, as if nothing happened.

“Finn, then why does Finn love me?”

The girl gently stroked the boy’s head and asked. Showing love that is no different than usual.

“According to Finn, I’m just a character in the book. That’s how the person in the book went through the pain and past.”

draft.

“Why… Finn loves me even though he knows everything, and she sheds tears, why do you think I, who has a crush on you, won’t love you just because this world is written?”

draft.

“How about a world created by someone else, how about a world made of novels?

another sip.

“The important thing, Finn, is that you saved me from that fate in the end. If you didn’t give up on me even for a second, and you knew everything according to what you said, you could have chosen an easier path.”

sip again.

“Even if this world is a created world, the feelings I have for you are not created.

“For this precious love of mine, because this world was written as a cruel novel. Just because you went through such a past with me.”

The girl grabs the boy’s face and leads them, facing each other’s eyes.

The eyes that I can now face confidently because I was able to hear the boy’s inner thoughts.

He faces eyes that are only afraid because he has uncovered his sinful past.

And one last sip.

“I won’t forgive you, even if it’s you, for that reason alone, dismissing it as a feeling that will collapse and belittling it.”

The girl put all the well of the boy’s guilt into her heart.

She reached out her hand to the boy, lightly jumping over the boy’s wall of guilt, which had now almost collapsed.

“If you breathed life and love into the imperial princess, take responsibility for it.”