[Noelia: Passing by Affection]
“I do not think he has a fever, and it does not seem like he is having a heatstroke either.”
“Hee, his complexion looks terrible though. Is it another illness?”
After removing his cloak in the shade of a tree, I checked the condition of Frick-sama sleeping in light clothes, but I found no sign of him being particularly ill.
I also tried healing magic, but it does not seem to have any effect.
And there is no particular problem in terms of his physical condition.
In that case, I wonder if the problem is in his psychological.
“I am not an expert either, so I don’t know the details, but it may be a psychological problem.”
“Psychological?”
“I have heard that some people lose consciousness because of strong stress——hm!?”
As soon as I said so myself, an idea passes through my mind.
Do not tell me, because I was excited and enjoyed shopping with Frick-sama, it became a burden for him.
To burden him by enjoying myself without thinking about Frick-sama…
I-I forgot my own position and did such a stupid thing.
The thoughts that crossed my mind caused a feeling of self-loathing in me.
Recently, because I was able to talk casually to him, I had forgotten it, but getting too close to him was shameless of me considering what I did.
“Maybe it is my fault… W-what should I do, Cinzia-sama?”
Thinking that the current state of Frick-sama is my fault, my body suddenly trembles, and the view before me began to blur.
“Well, I don’t really understand. Why is it Noelia’s fault? Look, when you shortened your skirt last time, Frick didn’t seem to be dissatisfied, right?”
“You are wrong. You got it wrong. I just took advantage of Frick-sama’s kindness.”
“Is that so? But Frick doesn’t seem to hate Noelia; if he hates you, he wouldn’t come shopping with you today, right? Men and women move and follow a simpler principle than Noelia thinks.”
Cinzia who shows up her face from the robe gives me gentle words as if to comfort me who is having a tearful face.
However, I am sure that Frick-sama and I do not follow such a simple principle.
Frick-sama has been holding himself back all this time.
When we were shopping a while ago, he denied it when that uncle said I was his fiancée after all, as I thought, it must be unpleasant for him.
When I thought so, I become very sad, and the tears I have been holding back spills on Frick-sama’s face in drops.
“Hm… Hmm!? Noelia…? Noelia, huh. Eh, why was I sleeping… Why… are you crying?”
“F-Frick-sama!?”
Frick-sama who has regained consciousness opens his eyes and looks at my face.
I am seen crying!
I make him to worry needlessly again.
I-I have to fool him!?
I immediately wipe my tears and try to figure out an excuse to deceive him, but I could not think of a good idea and end up being flustered.
Perhaps unable to just watch such me, Cinzia-sama opens her mouth,
“Frick is deaad – or so Noelia cried, she was making a fuss you know. You too, if you’re going to collapse, say it in advaaance—.”
“Eh? I collapsed? I don’t remember that at all. If I remember correctly, I should be trying to eat fruits in the market together with Noelia——”
Frick-sama who gets up seems to have a vague memory of when he collapsed.
He may be having a short-term memory lost due to psychological burden.
“I must be inconveniencing you. To collapse suddenly – I showed you an embarrassing sight. It is a blunder as an escort. I’ll be careful from now on.”
Frick-sama has a shy face while scratching his head.
Frick-sama is not at fault…
Because the cause is probably me…
I want to say that, but I am afraid that even this relationship will break.
When I think about the time when even our current relationship is broken, I feel my heart tightened so much that I think it will be crushed.
“N-no. I was having a little too much fun without thinking about you. I will be careful in the future.”
It takes me my best to let out those words.
Even I myself can only say that line is quite selfish.
Afterward, while being exposed to such self-loathing, I continued shopping with Frick-sama, who had recovered from his physical condition, and decided to return to the garrison.
However, because I was thinking that I was the cause of him collapsing on the way home, I felt that my gait was heavier than when we were going out.
Ugh too much self-loathing and self-blame here, where is the sugar?
Oh, and here’s our MC’s sketch.