I hate myself for giving my mother that look. If I stayed here any longer, I was going to fall into self-loathing.
I had to cool my head…
I should calm down, I should be cool. I shouldn’t be talking to my mother in such an emotional state.
I was glad Max was not here. I couldn’t let him see his sister like this.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I need a little ti alone.”
I ran away and walked past my mother and out of the warehouse.
There was no place in the house where I could calm my mind, so I left through the back door.
An empty back street. I sat down in an empty flowerbed.
I sighed heavily and held my head in my hands.
I felt like I was getting worse and worse.
I wondered if I had only been saying nice things with my mouth, but I had not been taking any action and now it was my turn to pay the price.
“I can’t call myself a saint.”
I muttered to myself in self-mockery.
“You want to quit? Being a Saint.”
I froze at the sudden ntion of the voice. I couldn’t believe that soone was listening to .
I looked up towards the voice and saw a familiar face.
Why was he here?
“Curtis?”
I called his na in a weak voice.
His long green hair was tied up in an unusual half twist. I didn’t recognize him for a mont because of his unusual look.
He was always so casual, but now he was looking at with those speculative eyes.
I felt as if he could see through everything and involuntarily looked away.
“Liz-chan, you don’t look well~”
In an instant, he was back to his usual self. His voice was bright and tension was released. He smiled and sat down next to . A calming scent wafts through the air.
“Do I look like it?”
I tried to smile as I looked at Curtis. He looked at a little strangely, but quickly returned to his usual expression.
“Yeah, you look like you’re in pain.”
“I was a little down. But I’m fine now.”
“Really? Well, that’s good.”
“…Curtis is kind to everyone.”
The words I didn’t an to imply just ca out.
“It’s my character to be nice to all sides~. Besides, I’m always on a girl’s side.”
“You’re a genius at hitting on girls.”
“I’ll take that as a complint.”
His words cheered up a little, and my expression softened. Curtis had a strange power.
Curtis might be a charr on every front, but no one disliked or hated him. In fact, that was what we liked about him.
A gentle breeze was blowing, gently caressing our cheeks. Curtis’s green hair was flowing in the wind.
His hair was so silky. I wondered if he had the most aesthetic sense of any man…
“It’s been a while since I’ve been ho. But there is no place for there anymore.”
I said this with a fake smile on my face.
For so reason, I started telling Curtis my story. Silently, he was listening to .
It wasn’t just anyone. I was sure I told him because it was Curtis.
I told him that my brother had been adopted, that I really liked Duke, and that I was jealous of and admired Alicia-chan. …That I am still thinking about my unfulfilled love all the ti.
Incoherently, I told him everything.
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