The Reason I Keep Avoiding My Childhood Friend - Chapter 205

My initial panic at finding such a dress, wondering how on earth I was supposed to wear it, transformed into an entirely different emotion.

The dress was a soft sky blue, revealing the shoulder line to add a touch of maturity while the skirt cinched at the waist and then cascaded out like ripples giving a balance of cuteness. The lace at the hem and sleeves brought out an elegance, and a dark blue ribbon added as an accent eliminated any monotony.

If I wear it, I wouldn’t look like a child but rather a refined lady. Imagining myself all grown up and elegant brought a thrilling sense of excitement. My heart thumped in anticipation.

“How does it look? It suits you, doesn’t it?”

A low voice vibrated close to my ear, almost as if his breath could touch me. I realized our stance was strange. Feeling conscious, I stiffened reflexively. Our eyes met through the mirror.

His gaze, swirling with an odd heat, was fixed on me. His other hand that was not holding the dress, casually grabbed a lock of my hair that had felt on my shoulder. It felt as if my hair had its own set of nerves, all sensation was focused there.

Kir didn’t take his eyes off me through the mirror. My gaze involuntarily drifted to his lips that looked so close they seemed they might touch my cheek. It brought a rush of anxiety/

Those lips then slowly moved.

“I told you. You’d look pretty.”

His whisper, with a relaxed smile, felt like a devil’s breath.  Hot, sweet, and dizzying.

My heart felt as if it could drop at any moment.

13. The Reason the Lady Felt Uncomfortable

It was as if I were under a spell. Yes, definitely under a spell– by Kir’s bewitching ways. I couldn’t come to my senses because of Kir’s strange behavior.

As I didn’t say any further complaints, Kir left me and returned to his room. I was so disoriented, I barely managed to lie down on the bed. But Kir’s actions and voice haunted me throughout the night, making me unable to sleep.

I can’t remember how I managed to have breakfast and make it to the sage’s study. It was only after splashing cold water on my face, beyond a mere splash, that I finally came to my senses.

Then, I looked at Uncle Popo and spoke.

“I’m sorry. Due to some incidents yesterday, I couldn’t do any work. I’ll stop by before I go home today.”

I immediately got to the point with Uncle Popo, who was busy writing something. It wouldn’t have been so embarrassing if there had been even a slight result to show.

But I completely wasted last evening. Not a single thought about studying crossed my mind after meeting with Uncle Popo and being dragged away by Kir, let alone being bewitched until just before now.

What results could possibly come from such a dazed state?

Uncle Popo looked at me silently. I would have felt less guilty if he had scolded me. The heavier he showed his different attitude, the more burdensome my heart felt.

As I was already struggling to keep up with my studies, now I added laziness to my sins. I watched Uncle Popo’s reactions guiltily.

“There’s no need for more today.”

His declaration startled me, making me look up at Uncle Popo quickly. His words sounded like he was giving up on me. I couldn’t even muster a plea for another chance or an excuse.

Noticing my pale, sickly expression, Uncle Popo’s hand reached out to my head. His slow, gentle patting steadied my ragged breathing.

“Instead of solving problems today, would you do me an errand?”

Uncle Popo finished speaking calmly, making sure I have no misunderstanding. He then looked at me. I couldn’t respond, just fidgeting with my fingers that were clasped together.

“It seems you’re feeling quite pressured. When I can’t solve a problem, I go outside. Seeing different things, experiencing something new, it can change your perspective. I hope doing this errand for me can be such an opportunity for you, Aren.”

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