How the Regressor Loves the Reincarnated

20. I want you

1.

When an animal called human being hears a story that can’t be believed or doesn’t want to believe, the reaction it shows is to some extent fixed.

Doubt or deny. Either that or give up thinking more deeply.

In fact, if there is a premise that the story is 100% true, no matter what reaction you show, it will ultimately end in the same direction.

In the direction of acceptance.

Of course, trust in the person who brought up the story must be the foundation, but I trusted Adele completely, even though I hadn’t known her for a very long time.

If you can’t trust this person who willingly accepted the burden that was placed on you half-forcibly, so heavy that it wouldn’t be strange even if you were weighed down by it, then who else could you trust?

“If Sir Julius is, as Adele said, one of the apostles of the zodiac, then this is certainly not an easy matter to tackle. You can’t just slap your head.”

If we try to officially dispose of Sir Julius, the second son of a vassal family who holds the title of knight and captain of our family, the relationship between the vassal families and Isvant will be damaged.

“Ugh, stop talking. That snout asking me, ‘If you’re not rude, can I ask you a favor later?’…”

Adele, who had been venting her displeasure with all her heat and passion, hurriedly covered her mouth with her hand. Starting from a certain point in her life, it became common for her to stop talking and do that.

The fact that she makes occasional mistakes while talking to me must mean that I have become more comfortable with her. It wasn’t a very bad feeling.

She gave an awkward eye smile at her embarrassing heart, lightly cleared her throat, and continued her words.

“Anyway! From what I’ve seen, it’s best to just wipe it off without anyone noticing. If you don’t mind, you can just stigmatize him as a traitor. In the first place, that person is a traitor, so it’s not exactly wrong, right?”

If you look closely, it is. Although I was very embarrassed to learn that the faithful knight who had served my father even before I was born was one of the apostles of a religion whose purpose was to change the world.

“Assassination… Dishonorable.”

“…Not that honor will save the world for us.”

It’s cute when you look away while saying that. For Adele, who was born as the daughter of a ducal family and raised as a knight, the subject of honor might have been a bit unpleasantly pointed.

As a nobleman, and as a knight. Honor is a very high priority value for the two of them.

“That’s why I rather like it.”

She realizes that she has been made fun of, and Adele shakes her head in amazement. Adele lifts her own teacup as if her throat is burning, and she makes a subtle expression as she sees that her cup is empty.

Even when her hand is about to reach for the teapot, the way she secretly sends her expectant eyes here reminds me of a cat urging the butler to eat quickly.

Eh, can’t some knights do this?

“Thank you.”

Adele sipping tea from a refilled teacup before she knew it. Her lightly closed eyes and the dot under them give her an aura that should be described as a little more alluring than usual.

Adele’s light red lips, close to pink, curl up as she touches the teacup, stealing my attention.

At first, she thought of her as just a new friend. A charming friend of the opposite s*x who boasts a beauty that is crazy enough to not bow down to the celebrities she saw in her previous life.

The first time I felt that I wanted to help her was when I harbored pity for her.

Because she looks so lonely and dangerous. Like a pitiful flower that blooms alone on a cliff and is about to be broken off by the slightest wind.

So she set her foot in her space. A day passed like that, a day turned to two, two days turned to four. She had countless meetings with Adele, and after talking with her for a long time, she was finally able to claim herself as her friend.

That’s how I became her closest friend, and before I knew it, I shared a close friendship to the extent that the opposite was also established.

But I don’t know exactly when, but I had that thought.

Am I really satisfied with this close yet ambiguous friendship?

The first thing that came to my mind was the saying that there are no friends between a man and a woman.

No, there are no friends between men and women? Where are the men and women among friends?

I thought so.

A person needs a reason to have a crush on someone. It could be the appearance, it could be the personality, and if not, it could be the things that person has achieved. There are countless reasons why you can have a crush.

However, human crush and rational crush are different stories.

And at some point, the crush I had for Adele crossed the line of being human.

“Luke?”

It was nice just to hear her voice. When he called my name with that voice, I was simply happy.

“Luke~?”

I want to hold her hand. Caught in a pod, I never want to let go

I want to hold her in her arms. I hold you tight, I never want to let you go.

I want to kiss her and her. As we kiss her, we never want to let go until we run out of breath and can’t continue kissing anymore.

But why?

“Luke!”

I vaguely saw and heard Adele clapping her hands and calling my name. But right now, in this moment, the most important thing for me is to clearly define what I am feeling.

In fact, she may have been vaguely aware that I had feelings for her as a member of the opposite s*x. I was just afraid to admit it.

I fear that being rejected by her will ruin the preciousness I feel in this relationship now when I am rejected.

Isn’t this more common than you think?

“…”

To be honest, the first feelings I had for Adele were not only pity.

The Adele I’ve seen so far is, if I had to insist, she is a person who is close to the inside and the outside.

Of course, it is an ambiguous concept that it is difficult to clearly define whether it is an outer tube or a inner tube. Because she is a person that is not so easily defined.

But I admired her outward appearance of her strength and sense of responsibility. On the one hand, he sympathized with her weakness, which she had hidden within herself, and with her exhausted self.

She boasts her charismatic charm enough to arouse admiration for her, but her fragile figure hidden beyond that triggers her protective instinct.

I want to see Adele smile brightly.

I don’t like it when she suffers and struggles alone.

She couldn’t help but admit it.

I have completely fallen for Adele Ludmeier. The fact that she fell in love with her to the point that she couldn’t get out of it.

“Luke, are you okay? Are you sick somewhere…”

Adele, who got up from her seat before I knew it, was looking at me from a distance so close that her breath could touch her with her body bent.

I felt a little cold on my forehead, but at the same time warm, maybe even hot. Because her hands weren’t that big, I was a little surprised that she could hold a sword with such a small hand.

One curious thing is that the calluses on Adele’s hands had disappeared somewhere. It may have been true that the rumor that once you reach the level of a master, you experience the metamorphosis that is common in martial arts.

Looking at the fact that she hasn’t noticed a big change in her appearance or body during that time, it may mean that Adele was that close to perfection from birth.

“I’m sorry, Adele. Think of something else for a second…”

Hearing my words, Adele, who had a mysterious expression on her face, burst into laughter. Every now and then she tries to make fun of me.

As expected.

“Lies. You were always staring at me.”

To be honest, even when I think about it, there’s no way it wasn’t obvious. If you don’t feel that way, you’re not usually an insensitive person.

But a great man who transcends human limitations and is about the level of a sword master misses that? There won’t be any jokes like that.

If it had been me before she admitted that she liked her as a member of the opposite s*x, how would she have reacted to that statement?

Honestly, I don’t know, but I must have agreed with her words as if I couldn’t help it after showing a lukewarm reaction. Maybe even that was an expression of my unconsciousness.

“Ah, I was worried for nothing. Today isn’t even the first time my cute Luke has lost his senses while looking at me.”

“Am I cute?”

Adele, who was smiling enough to curl her eyes at my question, froze as it was.

If she’s afraid of being rejected this heart that she likes her. If you are afraid that it will ruin your relationship with her.

“That is so strange. From the looks of it, there are other really cute people here, right?”

So as not to be rejected in the first place.

“Before my eyes.”

Wouldn’t it be enough if she made her side want me?

“Wait! Lou, Luke? What are you talking about all of a sudden?”

“I have a very naughty older sister who keeps teasing me whenever she has a chance.”

So I decided to do flirting. When I reveal my heart to Adele, the probability of her rejecting it converges to 0%.

“But, in fact, I’m definitely not the kind of person who lives only by being hurt.”

Adele, I’m not bad for trying to seduce you like this. It’s all because of you who stole my heart at will.

“…Really?”

If there’s one thing I didn’t expect.

“That sounds like fun. Then, how are you going to punish that naughty sister?”

It is true that she was a stronger enemy than I thought.

I realized when I saw Adele licking her lower lip with her tongue, with a bewitching smile that drove her people crazy.

I may have been caught in the spider’s web named Adele from a very long time ago.

I had no intention of leaving, though.