Chapter 255

[Side Story] Wind Flower (5)

The soft light of the full moon seeps through the fluttering curtains.

Ed’s face, looking up from the darkness, is infinitely serious. He seems to be deep in thought as always, but... no matter how rational and rational a man is, he has his limits.

Patience is bound to run out at some point.

Ed Rothtaylor’s patience and self-control may be considered superhuman, but they are by no means infinite.

Yenika whispers with the intention of striking a final blow to the faltering reason. I’m okay.

That warm relationship where each person understands, cares for, and embraces each other is beautiful. But let’s not think about such complicated things for now. It’s time to graduate from the flower field in a fairy tale full of beauty.

An illustration from a children’s book that Jenica read when she was young.

A refreshing story that ends with a handsome prince rescuing the princess, lifting his bangs and giving her a cute kiss. Just a kiss like that was enough for Yenika to let her imagination run wild as she pounded the pillow and pressed the blanket... but she

had to realize that the kiss in reality was completely different from the story in the children’s book, which was cutely drawn in a cute watercolor style.

As Ed’s calloused hand brushed her forehead, Yenika had nowhere to hide anymore. I could no longer hide my trembling eyes and flushed cheeks, so I had to wait stiffly for Ed’s next move.

Is this what a fish on a cutting board feels like?

Now I’m in a strange state where I can’t help but be guided by a man named Ed Ross-Taylor. Even the strange sense of immorality that comes from being ruled is a new world for Yenika.

Ed Rosstaylor was equally nervous. It’s not that he doesn’t have experience with women, but this situation of directly touching an innocent and lively girl like Yenika... encourages a different kind of hesitation.

Thoughts about whether this could be okay were constantly gnawing at my head... but no matter how rationally I looked at it, there was no reason why it shouldn’t be like this.

Yenika herself said it was okay, and Ed himself had already declared that he was trash, and the villagers...even Yenika’s family were nodding their heads.

The hand that goes down Yenika’s forehead and sweeps down her jawline... It’s okay to extend it a little further down. There is no one in the world who can stop the movement of those hands.

If there’s no one to stop you, you just keep going. Ed swallowed his dry saliva, which was unusual for him, and gently kissed Jenica while rubbing her shoulders.

My lips were on fire.

To that extent, the surface of Yenika’s skin was completely heated. Has shame reached its limit?

It wasn’t our first kiss. However, kissing in this situation and atmosphere is a completely different experience from briefly touching lips at camp.

Illustrations in children’s books cannot be compared to reality. Just by touching the surface of the lips, Yenika had to experience a trembling whole body and a sticky feeling in her chest.

Love between a man and a woman is not just filled with heartwarming scenes like holding hands and smiling at each other in a pretty pansy flower field.

Rather, the creepy feeling of entering a forbidden area is closer to the essence.

For the first time in her life, Jenica experienced such a feeling.

Ed’s mouth leaves and Yenika gasps, waiting for Ed’s next move.

Just as Ed’s hand was about to go down little by little and head toward the next bend... Yenika couldn’t hold back and raised her voice.

“Ed... that...”

From this point on, the meaning of skinship itself changes.

In the situation just before that, Yenika barely managed to make her voice sound like she was struggling.

“Can I ask a really pathetic and stupid question...?”

“now...?”

“Uh, yes...”

Ed paused for a moment and nodded quietly.

“Ed... am I the first?”

I couldn’t help but gasp for a moment at the question that seemed to pierce my heart. In a situation like this, when a question like this comes in, no one has no choice but to stop and think.

Ed was the same way. I thought about thinking about it for a while, but in reality, the option of ‘thinking about it’ is no different from the worst. This is because the answer is likely to have arrived at the point where you thought about it.

There was no reason to lie to Yenika, and the atmosphere could only get weirder if she showed her strange consideration... For now, Ed shook his head.

“Ugh...”

That short answer must have been such a shock that Yenika held back tears. In fact, there is nothing that can be said about Yenika.

Ed met Yenika after he entered Sylvania Academy, and what Ed’s life was like before that is completely beyond Yenika’s control. In fact, it’s the same after that as well.

As a duke master, he must have lived a life completely separate from Yenika. From Yenika’s perspective, Ed’s life before entering school is purely a realm of imagination.

So I can’t say anything to Ed, who just shook his head. But I can at least ask for a favor.

“I’m saying this is my first time...”

“...”

“Ed has to take the lead... I’m really... my hair is white... I’m not sure about anything...”

Yenika said. Although it was said with pure intent, he had no idea how much meaning it meant to the other person.

Do whatever you want, I will follow. There was no man who could maintain patience in front of this.

Ed’s hand went down along the curve. Yenika closed her eyes tightly and steeled herself. After that, things progressed as if it were a breeze.

As Ed’s hands became busier, Yenika’s voice rose in response. Sometimes we lusted after each other intensely, as if this moment was a waste, and sometimes subtly, as if this moment would continue forever.

Merilda, who was looking at the mountain scenery from the roof of the hotel, came out early in the morning and looked down at me, who was smoking a cigarette, and smiled mischievously.

[You look tired~]

I was sitting quietly on the tree stump in front of the accommodation, listening to the sound of insects in the early morning, and was about to say something, but stopped.

Yenika is completely lost and asleep. After covering myself with a blanket and going outside, I saw people leaving for work as early as 5 o’clock.

“You also have a very mischievous side. “Merylda.”

[What a new thing~. ]

Merilda jumped down from the roof of the dorm and landed on the floor, pressing down on the hem of her skirt that was blowing in the wind.

He brushed away his white hair, which was tied back, and then came behind me, lowered his posture, looked up at my face as I was smoking a cigarette, and said teasingly.

[Trash~]

I was about to say what I should accept, but I thought it would be better not to deny it, so I stayed quiet. Since this was instigated by Merilda herself, she probably would not have much of a say.

[I don’t want to neglect Jenica and I don’t want to put a burden on her... I will admit that you did your best to take the position and line you could, but...]

Merilda sat down on the tree stump next to me and skirted around her. He spoke while fluttering his hem carelessly.

[The other women are nodding their heads when they tell them to do whatever it takes, whether they get involved or not... Yenica may have had even more trouble ahead of her...]

“Hey, dude.”

[You don’t know what’s going on in the world~. One day, you may suddenly open new eyes. ]

Merilda smiled as if she didn’t hate it and played a prank on me by sending out wind magic and scattering my tobacco smoke.

I knew that it was a spirit with a playful nature, but it seemed to be in a better mood today.

The reason was understandable.

“Anyway, we need to start investigating Tyrkalax. “I have to finish quickly and return to Aken Island.”

After lighting all the tobacco, I rubbed the fire out and talked.

Merilda, who was listening to those words, spoke again with a faint expression on her face.

[ I know that? ]

“what.”

[ In this area, the pansy flowers blooming along the mountain ridges are called wind flowers. ]

“okay?”

The wind blew. It is a cool breeze at dawn.

The cool breeze blowing down the mountain ridge is always refreshing.

With her pure white hair flowing, Merilda quietly looked up at the wide-open mountain ridge.

[Why do you think they call it that? ]

“Because it’s always swaying gently in the wind?”

[Similar, but subtly different. ]

The wind wolf spoke softly with that lonely face he occasionally made.

*“Can I get you something to drink?”

On the way up after smoking the first of the year, the hostel owner kindly asked me a question. I said thank you, went up the shabby stairs, and opened the door. Maybe it’s because I didn’t sleep much last night, but I felt like lying in bed a little longer.

Yenika must have just woken up and was wiggling her toes.

It seemed like he was watching me while burying himself under the blanket, as if he was embarrassed to show his face. It was the so-called wise man time.

I sat down on the bed across from me and put the water kettle on the nightstand.

Then, I poured a glass of water into the cup, took one shot at a time, and put it down.

“...”

There was silence for a moment.

In the silence that followed, after some time, I decided to raise my voice again.

“Hey Yenika.”

Yenika’s body trembled greatly as she tiptoed her toes, wondering what was so surprising about just one name being called.

And the way he carefully stuck his head out from under the blanket looked just like a squirrel hiding in a hole.

“I have to go investigate.”

I felt sorry for Yenika, who was shivering under the blanket, so I decided to give her an excuse to come out.

Because once you have something to do, you have no choice but to do it even if you don’t want to.

Jenica pulled out her face from the blanket wrapped around her body, turned her head, shook off her stray hairs, and answered with difficulty.

“Oh, okay...”

His voice was completely out.

It was worth it.