Can You Please Keep the Original Setting? - Chapter 34.2

“That had nothing to do with this.” Ahem. Clearing his throat, he checked the time once more. “It has to do with me. So do this for me. Then

“That had nothing to do with this.”

Ahem. Clearing his throat, he checked the time once more.

“It has to do with me. So do this for me. Then I will forgive you too.”

“Why do you look so confident when you’re making such a ridiculous request?”

“It’s not a ridiculous request. For reference, I didn’t even ask my father what you two talked about. Shouldn’t you be thankful?”

I said, acting finicky.

“Daughter of the Archmage. That was not for my sake. It’s just because you didn’t want to ask.”

Zeno’s lips curved smoothly.

“Exactly.  It’s a matter to be solved between the people concerned. Most of all, I wouldn’t get the answer I wanted no matter what.”

I clicked my tongue. Elijah, the most incomprehensible person. I couldn’t even understand what he was thinking.

“Yeah. That’s true. Elijah… he’s that kind of person.”

Zeno muttered in a low voice.

“Exactly.  He’s not the kind of person to answer that.”

“There’s no helping it, really.”

Zeno sighed and took a step forward. He grabbed my hand, which was still in the air, and pulled it.

I followed his movement like a fish caught in a fisherman’s net.

“Wow. Why is this guy so inconsiderate?”

I opened my eyes wide and glared at him. What I received as a response was a dry glance that said, “What do you want me to do?” It was clear that he didn’t want to do it.

But I also had no intention of backing down. Would I have left Mikael behind and asked him if I had any other choice?

“So. What are we going to dance?”

As he wrapped his arm around my back, Zeno and my body were close together. Feeling the fresh scent I smelled at that time, our eyes suddenly met. I could see his faded eye more clearly than ever.

A clouded eye, covered in Elijah’s betrayal. And inside it, the sadness and anger that rose and rose again with a burning fire.

The man also looked at me silently. I didn’t know if he was looking at Celina herself or if he was recalling his past with Elijah through her purple eyes.

“Waltz. What do you think?”

“Wait a minute. I also have something called patience.”

He said calmly.

“Hey. Are you saying you are upset after looking at this pretty face? Honestly, that’s not true, right? Take it back, quickly.”

I began to move my feet, making my best effort to remember the steps I had engraved in my mind. I looked extremely sloppy. Screeching like an unoiled machine.

“I never said anything about being upset. You have a knack for making up words that were never said in the first place.”

“What are you saying? That’s what it is in context. This is blatantly treating people like idiots.”

Although it was a very calm dance, as I went to the side, and then went backwards, my mind was very busy. If I was like this in this small space, I didn’t know if I would be able to do it well while making big movements in that wide place.

Zeno didn’t say much, although he must have felt a considerable disparity from the dance of a lady that was raised with love. Rather, he guided me quite well.

I spun lightly in place just in time for the moment he lifted his arm.

“By the way, where did you learn to dance?”

“I don’t really want to tell you.”

“Fair enough.”

I stepped backwards, giving him an indifferent reply. Fortunately, Celina’s body remembered something, so that made me feel a little better.

But I wanted to take a small revenge for the kidnapping. So, I stepped on his feet, pretending to make a mistake.

“I’m sorry. Does it hurt?”

Then, I covered my mouth with my fingers and blinked. It was a blatant act to look unfortunate.

“Why does the most famous lady in the empire dance like this?”

Zeno looked at the foot I stepped on with a ridiculous look on his face.

“Excuse me. Am I that famous? That much?”

“Your question right now is even more ridiculous than asking me to dance.”

“I don’t understand.”

I tilted my head. Among the female characters, Celina was the most important; but was it this much? But anyway, before that, let’s make an excuse.

“The truth is, I’m asking because I haven’t been able to properly control my body lately. It may still be the aftereffects of the curse, but I have been keeping quiet for now because they would worry if I told anyone else…”

Although I was the one to say it, it seemed like a pretty good excuse.

“What?”

Zeno’s voice grew louder. Ah shit, that scared me. My shoulders trembled.

“Why? Did the High Priest’s treatment not work properly? That’s absurd. That can’t be.”

“H-huh?”

What…? I was just kidding. This guy is too serious.

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