I Put all my Stats into Charm - Chapter 38

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I Put All My Stats Into Charm Episode 038

 

After finishing our hearty meal at the restaurant, we headed to the patisserie.

 

As we entered the shop, a sweet aroma stimulated our noses. On the display cases, delectable desserts were neatly exhibited – from tarts generously topped with cream, to sugar-glazed pies, and various slice cakes.

 

At the sight, Theodore and I drooled side by side.

 

“This chocolate tart. One bite and there’ll be a festival in my mouth, right?”

 

“You don’t know anything. After a meal, you need to cleanse your palate with something refreshing. Like these lemon madeleines here.”

 

Theodore and I pressed ourselves close against the display case glass. Watching us, Jerome tilted his head.

 

“Didn’t you say you were full at the restaurant just now?”

 

Theodore and I simultaneously turned around and spoke.

 

“There are separate stomachs for meals and desserts!”

 

“Meals and desserts are separate!”

 

Theodore curled up the corners of his mouth in a grin.

 

“You know something?”

 

“You too, Sir.”

 

After giggling with Theodore, I turned my gaze back to the display case.

 

“What should we order? Everything looks delicious.”

 

“Should we get the chocolate tart and lemon madeleines?”

 

“But I also want to eat the peach cake, and the black tea eclairs, and the fig financiers too…”

 

Jerome, who had been waiting behind us, stepped forward to the counter.

 

“We’ll take everything in the front row.”

 

“All of them, sir?”

 

“Yes.”

 

Wait, he’s ordering all of this?

 

Of course we could eat it all, but…

 

Then, Theodore stepped forward to the counter.

 

“I’ll pay for this. I already got a meal from the Duke, I can’t get dessert too.”

 

“Since I kept you both waiting, I’ll pay for dessert as well.”

 

Before Theodore could even take out his gold coins, Jerome had finished paying. Theodore shrugged his shoulders.

 

“Well, if that’s the case.”

 

We were guided by the staff to find seats in a suitable spot. Soon after, the tea and desserts we ordered were arranged on the table.

 

“Thanks for the food, Duke!”

 

“Thank you for the meal.”

 

Theodore scooped up a large piece of cake with his fork. Then, he brought it to my lips.

 

“Aisha. Say ah~”

 

I don’t think Jerome would get jealous over this, but since I decided to do as told.

 

Just as I was about to open my mouth, Jerome spoke.

 

“I think that’s far enough.”

 

I, who was about to eat the cake, shifted my gaze to Jerome. He had his usual stoic expression.

 

“Holy knights are forbidden from interacting with the opposite sex. If strange rumors were to spread, it would be harmful to Sir Blair’s reputation.”

 

Theodore grinned as if he’d been waiting for this.

 

“Then the Duke can feed her instead?”

 

Jerome’s body flinched.

 

“…Feeding food to a fully grown adult is an act that violates their autonomy.”

 

“Our Aisha sprained her hand, so it’s hard for her to use a fork. You wouldn’t tell a patient with mobility issues to eat alone, would you?”

 

I opened my mouth to object to Theodore.

 

“When did I sprain my hand… Ugh!”

 

Ow! That hurts!

 

He suddenly stepped on my foot.

 

As I glared at Theodore with tears welling up, he put force into his eyes meeting mine.

 

“…Right. I did sprain my hand.”

 

As if I could live in fear of a holy knight.

 

Is it okay for God’s messenger to act like this?

 

Seeing him lie without changing his expression made me doubt Theodore’s qualifications as Knight Captain.

 

Anyway, satisfied with my answer, Theodore smiled contentedly and said to Jerome.

 

“If you won’t let me feed her, at least you feed her, Duke.”

 

“That’s…”

 

Is he really going to feed me?

 

I glanced at Jerome and our eyes met.

 

I could sense hesitation in his blue eyes.

 

Jerome opened and closed his mouth slightly, trying to say something before closing his lips. Anyone could see he was clearly about to refuse.

 

As expected, it doesn’t make sense.

 

I had gotten closer to Jerome recently. I also learned that he was surprisingly a person with delicate aspects.

 

But Jerome wasn’t the type to feed someone dessert just because they had mobility issues.

 

I should hope for realistic things.

 

Just as I was thinking I should eat dessert while pretending my uninjured arm had healed, Jerome quietly picked up a fork.

 

“…Please eat.”

 

“Huh…?”

 

Jerome cut the lemon madeleine with his fork and held it out to me.

 

My face turned as red as Jerome’s reddened ear tips.

 

My goodness. Really?

 

“Won’t you eat it?”

 

When I met Jerome’s eyes, I immediately looked away.

 

‘He’s just trying to help. Jerome doesn’t have any other thoughts.’

 

But what is this? I feel strangely embarrassed for no reason.

 

Then, Jerome’s hand holding the fork moved slightly away.

 

“If you’re uncomfortable…”

 

“N-no!”

 

I quickly ate the madeleine, and a sweet and sour flavor spread in my mouth.

 

What spread even more intensely was the heat rising to my face.

 

“Is it delicious?”

 

At Jerome’s question, I swallowed the remaining madeleine in my mouth before answering.

 

“Y-yes. It’s delicious.”

 

The lemon scent lingering on my tongue quickly disappeared. But the strange sensation that spread below my throat didn’t fade easily.

 

After finishing our meal and dessert, we went to the lakeside for our final activity.

 

When we arrived at our destination, Theodore began rubbing his abdomen.

 

“My stomach suddenly hurts. Was there something wrong with what I ate earlier?”

 

I could tell from when you ate everything from duck to dessert without leaving anything.

 

Theodore’s build and the dynamic strength he showed in combat definitely came from his eating.

 

I put my hands on my waist.

 

“That’s why I told you not to force yourself to eat the leftovers.”

 

“Don’t you know leftover food gets mixed up in hell?”

 

Then, Theodore whispered in my ear.

 

“I’m going to leave from here, so get along well with the Duke.”

 

Then he winked and quietly left.

 

A gentle breeze blew at the lakeside where Jerome and I were left alone. The unfamiliar silence felt awkward, so I spoke to him.

 

“Shall we get on the boat then?”

 

“Let’s do that.”

 

Jerome got on the boat we rented from the dock first.

 

As I followed him and stepped onto the boat, it swayed.

 

“Ah…!”

 

The moment I lost my balance and stumbled forward, Jerome quickly wrapped his arm around my waist.

 

“Miss Emmerbier, are you alri…”

 

Jerome and I locked eyes.

 

I held my breath at the heavy musk scent carried on the air.

 

‘This is exactly like the poses I’ve seen in dramas.’

 

The hand around my waist, the gazes meeting so close together.

 

A silly thought crossed my mind.

 

The only difference was that instead of a handsome face seen on screen or paper, a real-life handsome man existed right in front of me.

 

Against the sky that had turned red, the tips of Jerome’s jet-black hair were now dyed golden. The red sunset seeped into his sculpted, firm cheeks and sharp jawline.

 

Even so, his eyes that held a mysterious blue light remained fixed on me.

 

I stared at him blankly like someone under a spell.

 

“Slurp.”

 

Slurp?

 

When my senses returned, I realized drool was flowing down my chin.

 

I hurriedly escaped from Jerome’s embrace and wiped my chin with my sleeve.

 

Looking at Jerome, who sat down with an indifferent expression and grabbed the oars, he seemed not to have noticed anything.

 

Phew, thank goodness.

 

I almost looked like some weird woman who goes around drooling.

 

I patted my chest in relief and sat across from Jerome.

 

As Jerome began to row, gentle ripples formed on the water surface and the boat moved. With splashing sounds, the surrounding scenery slowly drifted by.

 

The surroundings were quiet as if even the wind was holding its breath. Glimmers sparkled on the water surface, and Jerome was bathed in the red sunset below.

 

Just as I was thinking that the sunset seemed to exist for Jerome’s sake, he opened his mouth.

 

“…The dress. It suits you well.”

 

Did I hear wrong?

 

I straightened my posture. Jerome was looking directly at me as if I hadn’t misheard.

 

“I thought you found it strange.”

 

“Why did you think that?”

 

“Well, because you just stared without saying anything…”

 

“I’m not accustomed to giving compliments.”

 

Oh, I see.

 

I thought you were staring because it looked weird.

 

Still, I was relieved that it suited me. It made all those hours of changing clothes with Theodore worthwhile.

 

Just then, remembering what Theodore had said, I decided to quote his words.

 

“That’s a relief. Actually, I changed clothes because I wanted to look good for you, Duke.”

 

Suddenly, Jerome’s hands stopped rowing. The gentle splashing sounds ceased, and the slowly moving boat came to a halt.

 

His gaze was fixed on me. But unlike his usual calm demeanor, his blue eyes looking at me were wavering.

 

I couldn’t tell if his reddened face was due to the sunset, but it was clear he was shaken.

 

In that moment, an indescribable certainty washed over me.

 

That a crack had formed in Jerome’s solid barrier that I could slip through.

 

I immediately activated my skill.

 

[‘Charm’ skill is activated.]

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