Translator: Pun | Editor: Darling
I was starting to feel flushed, my body felt warmer and warmer. My head felt fuzzy as if a fog had enveloped my mind. I couldn’t think straight.
“Did you like the tea… Rachel?”
Makoto’s voice echoed inside my head.
“It’s very delicious.”
Just who is answering Makoto right now…? Is it me…?
A voice rang inside my head, but I had no idea if it’s mine or someone else’s voice.
Did my mouth even move?
I gulped a decent serving of the sweet herbal tea.
Did I just drink the tea?
For some reason, it feels like my body is not really my own.
I looked at Makoto with a relaxed expression. In response, she gently smiled back at me.
Wait a minute.
Now that I think about it, just now, she called me Rachel, didn’t she?
And yet, I feel like I answered her without even questioning that.
“So that’s where you were, Rachel. Lord Edward’s been waiting for you. Let’s bring you back to your original body.”
“I don’t want to. I don’t want to go back!”
“Please don’t say that.”
Makoto had asked kindly, but I violently shook my head and refused.
It was almost as if I was a child throwing a tantrum. Is… This really me?
“I mean, Lord Edward loves you, doesn’t he?!”
I raised my voice as if I was fighting with her.
At the same time, a large tear ran down my cheek and fell into my teacup.
“W-What are you saying?!”
Makoto refuted in a seemingly shocked tone. How strange. Makoto rarely gets flustered like that.
Up until now, I have never seen Makoto with such a panicked face. I can’t even really remember seeing her where she isn’t smiling like she always does.
Did I say something that strange to her?
“You two even have a child together, don’t you?! So, why are you trying to get me to go back to Edward? Just leave me alone.”
“T-That’s a misunderstanding! Believe me!! That child is Lord Edward and your child. There was an outsider in the house when we were all there, so we had to cover it up. I couldn’t just call him the prince’s child, so we pretended that it was mine.”
Thinking back on it, in Kyantini, they did say it was Makoto’s child.
But for what purpose? They could have just pretended it was Yuki’s child.
“I’m no longer engaged to Lord Edward. And Lord Edward loves you more than he loves me! …He doesn’t need someone like me.”
I said while crouching down in tears.
It really was as if I was just throwing a tantrum.
“I’m telling you, you’re wrong! It’s a complete misunderstanding! Lord Edward isn’t gay, I swear!”