On a whole, the weather is not good this year, as is the flock of locusts.
Can you say its the weather?
If the sun cant be seen even for a mont, apples dont taste sweet.
Well Doesnt it seem like that?
Anyway, I hope therell be nothing bigger than this.
Another was concerned about the food situation, which had already been severely damaged and was barely recovering.
However, even those who spoke different words did not regard the eclipse itself as a sign of the end of the world or sothing similar.
No, they never dread of it.
Of course. Who could think that the world they live in now was getting closer to destruction?
It would be better if the earthquake that caused the land to collapse or the heavy rain and fire that fell as if the sky was breaking would remain in peoples mories.
The word destruction might have co and gone.
But they all just didnt happen.
And as for the two who knew
Knowing that the solar eclipse was the fifth sign of destruction, Ophelia and Richard were spending a quiet ti.
Like the calm before the storm. No, like the calmness from being in the eye of a typhoon.
To be precise, it was more like silently processing docunts, rather than quiet.
Kirsch, kirsch.
How long had it been since the sound of a pen running over paper filled the office?
Ophelias pen stopped suddenly.
She blinked for a few seconds, then jumped up.
From the ends of her eyes, to the corners of her mouth, and even to the tip of her nose, her entire face was filled with a sense of solemnity, like a general heading off to a battlefield where only death awaited.
Ophelia stepped up to Richards desk and declared, holding the papers with both hands.
I dont like to work.
Richard looked at her without answering. Then he covered his mouth with one of his hands.
But Ophelia, seeing his blank eyes, patted the papers unevenly.
Seriously! I hate to work! This is no laughing matter!
In response, Richard readily nodded.
Dont do it.
Yes?
You dont have to do anything if you dont want to.
At the permission of her boss, which ca so easily, Ophelia hardened as it was.
Then who would do it?
She was basically laying the mat for
(TL/N: laying the mat ans making arrangents and the unsaid words are probably for her fellow poor aides lol)
Rather than saying Yes! to the answer that she didnt have to do it after she complained about not wanting to work
Ill do it.
Ophelia eventually said, her shoulders dropping sullenly.
Even if the world suddenly ends tomorrow, there will be people who will die tonight if we dont take care of these docunts now.
Watching her beco sad as she played the drum by herself, Richard lightly flicked the tip of her nose with a smile.
If you have sothing more to say, say it.
Lets eat sweets!
What?
Eating sothing sweet will make feel good.
Youre not the type to enjoy sweets.
Thats right, but I need a lot of sweets right now!
Ophelia clenched her fists more resolutely than before, then opened her fingers one by one and listed sweet treats.
Macaron, brioche, madeleine, fondant chocolate No, chocolate tatin?
While watching Ophelia tilt her head, Richard called for a servant, and soon after, the office was filled with a sweet sll.
Overflowing sweetness from Crown Prince Richards office.
There were so many sweet treats piled up that the scent of chocolate, honey and butter could seep out even through the closed door.
And Ophelias lips softened when she saw the snacks piled up like a small mountain.
Aww, Im happy.
She hadnt even taken a bite yet, but she fell in love with the cute and appetizing appearances, and adored the sweet sll that stimulated the tip of her nose.
Even though I dont usually enjoy sweet things, Im so happy. For those who like it
Its like heaven.
Heaven?
Where God lives? Anyway its a place where you can be happy forever.
Ophelia answered, pressing her lower lip with the fork she had picked up, then gazed at the snacks with a smile.
Snacks that were sure to be sweet, like cotton candy clouds that decorate the blue sky.
Ophelia then switched the fork to her other hand and picked up a macaron with her bare hand.
She took a bite of the vanilla macaron, then crumbled her chocolat tatin with her fork, placing it into her mouth.
The two tastes mixed, but it wasnt bad.
There was so much sweetness on her tongue that she had to drink tea, but it really wasnt bad.
For now, I am happy because I am not working.
Arent you happy eating sweets?
That also contributes a little to happiness.
Ophelia didnt even ask Richard to try it.
To the extent that she did not enjoy sweets, Richard did not attach importance to all kinds of flavors, let alone sweets.
It was like eating to not die.
Ophelia, who had gone crazy with her thoughts, flinched.
Aside from not offering so, she ate too passionately in front of a person who lost a large part of the joys of life.
Ophelia put down the fork she was holding with both hands, and gently brushed the crumbs off her lips.
Of course, it wasnt that she ate sneakily, but she wasnt shaking her face like a puppy.
(PR/N: Ophelia wasnt all excited and full of energy how puppies are when theyre eating, so she is wondering why he is staring at her since shes eating normally.)
Wiping the chocolate from her fingers on the hem of her skirt, Ophelia could not bear it any longer and asked.
Why do you keep staring at like that? Would you like one? No, two?
Shaking his head in a relaxed manner, Richard opened his mouth.
I like it.
After a short answer, he added naturally as if breathing.
I like just looking at you.
Ophelia was left speechless.
What should I say? If it was before, that is, the relationship with him If it was before
She would have calmly responded with a joke.
She would have the shalessness to stick her face near and tell him to take a good look.
But now she couldnt bring herself to do that.
Her eyes were closed, but his figure was clearly drawn through the inside of her eyelids.
I love you.
The confession under that red sky was probably a mont that would never be erased.
Ophelia suddenly found this situation unbearable.
It was not unusual to spend ti alone like this.
For they went through so many regressions and the tis when the two of them leaned on each other were too many to count.
But it was sowhat new.
It really was new. As he was staring at her
Ophelia couldnt stay still because sohow her fingertips were tingling and her stomach was throbbing.
Richards lips parted as he kept his eyes on her as she shifted her gaze and played with her fingers.
How pretty.
It wasnt very loud, but it wasnt so low that it couldnt be heard.
Ophelias mouth opened, but she said nothing, blinking once before turning her head away.
Watching her cheeks covered by her red hair turn a similar color, Richard sluggishly got up.
Ophelia stubbornly refused to turn her head in that direction, knowing that he was coming to her side.
No, she couldnt turn.
Badump, then badump badump badump again.
Her heart was beating so fast that it almost jumped out of her mouth.
If she ever t his golden eyes in this state, her entire face would really turn as red as a ripe apple.
No matter how much he has never seen in this way this, that, uh, never seen hmm Ive already shown what he really cant see, right?
While thinking so, Ophelia quickly picked up the hot chocolate filled with white foam in front of her to cover her cheeks.
Fortunately, it was moderately cool, so she didnt burn the roof of her mouth with the chocolate she swallowed.
But maybe she had inhaled too passionately to cover her face
Ophelia.
Yes?
He pointed to a corner of her face.
Here.
Here?
He tried to reach out his hand toward Ophelia, who asked back, not knowing why, but then withdrew it.
Richard?
No, just like that.
Tilting her head, she widened her rabbit-like eyes at the distance from him, which at one point beca closer.
A distance close enough for their fluttering eyelashes to brush against the others.
Stay still.
Ophelia involuntarily held her breath at his whisper, which tickled her ears.
Richard pressed his lips against the white foam that had fallen on the tip of Ophelias nose.
Chu.
It was a very light kiss, like a bird pecking.
Ophelia, whose neck shrunk, t Richards eyes, and he whispered in a terribly low voice.
Sweet.
At that word, Ophelias cheeks instantly turned red.
And Richard didnt hold back this ti.
A: I swear the continuation of this scene better be in the next episode! ( `)
Dea: This is a nice break from the end of the world, Ill take more of this haha
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