I Won’t Pick Up The T*ash I Threw Away Again - Chapter 267

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#9

“Haa.”

Ber let out a deep sigh and covered his face with both hands.

As expected, Diane was someone who didn’t operate by common sense.

“Still, you’re quite late. You must have been busy with work?”

“Where is the carriage you came in?”

“Are you trying to change the subject now?”

“If you sent the carriage back, I’ll get a new one. Please wait here.”

“You really are changing the subject.”

When Ber tried to ignore her and leave until the end, Diane grabbed his arm.

“You saw the letter, didn’t you?”

“Please let go.”

“I asked if you saw the letter.”

From the way she gripped his arm tightly and the intensity in her eyes, it seemed she had no intention of letting go until Ber gave her a proper answer.

Can’t be helped. Ber answered with deep wrinkles forming between his brows.

“I didn’t see it.”

“Liar. If you didn’t see the letter, how did you come here?”

“That’s…”

When Ber was at a loss for words and closed his mouth, Diane smiled brightly and leaned her face toward him.

“You did see the letter, didn’t you?”

Unlike Diane who was smiling, Ber’s expression was serious.

“You saw it. That’s the face of someone who saw it.”

He pressed his lips into a straight line and roughly removed Diane’s hand, then turned around.

“…I’ll go get a carriage.”

And he walked away quickly as if fleeing. He still wasn’t wearing his raincoat properly, so he got completely soaked by the rain.

Diane watched Ber’s retreating figure intently, then cupped her hands around her mouth and shouted loudly.

“I know everything!”

Diane’s desperate voice echoed like a reverberation through the rain.

The footsteps that had been splashing through water and moving quickly came to an abrupt stop. But he still didn’t turn to look at Diane.

“I know why you’re acting like this, what you’re worried about, I know it all!”

Diane said as she approached Ber.

“So don’t avoid me.”

Three steps.

“I like you even knowing everything, even knowing what kind of person you were.”

Two steps.

“No, I love you, so please don’t avoid me.”

Only then did Ber turn to look at Diane. His eyes, filled with complex emotions, wavered greatly.

“Count Delonde.”

“…If you know everything, then we shouldn’t be doing this anymore.”

The one step of distance that remained became three steps again as Ber stepped back.

“Because I’m not someone who suits you, Baron.”

“…”

“So please don’t do this anymore, Viscount Andrian. I hope you meet someone who suits you.”

“What kind of person suits me?”

Two steps again.

“A son from the same duchy as me? Or a son from an even higher ducal family? Or should it be royalty or imperial family?”

Diane looked at Ber with eyes that were either very angry or very sad as she asked him.

“Do you really think those kinds of people suit me?”

Ber’s eyes looking at Diane became entangled with complex emotions.

Ber looked at Diane silently, then stared at the ground.

“…Yes.”

“Look me straight in the eyes and answer.”

At the sharp rebuke, Ber bit the soft flesh inside his mouth and looked at Diane.

“Yes.”

“Really?”

“Of course. You are… unlike me, someone with noble blood.”

Noble blood. It was a term that commoners or slaves used to lower themselves and elevate nobles.

At those words, Diane’s eyes contorted with anger and she pulled out a pin from her hair.

And with the sharp hairpin, she mercilessly stabbed her own finger.

“What are you…!”

Diane thrust her stabbed finger toward Ber’s face as he approached in shock.

The droplet of blood on her finger mixed with rainwater and trickled down.

“What color does this look like to you?”

“Quickly stop the bleeding…”

“Don’t change the subject and answer what color this looks like first!”

When Diane shouted, Ber answered in bewilderment.

“R-red.”

“What about the color of blood flowing in your body, Baron?”

“Of course it’s… red.”

“That’s right. The blood flowing in your body and the blood flowing in my body are both red.”

Ber closed his mouth.

“And you know what? When nobles are seriously injured and need blood transfusions, they use blood drawn from slaves, not from other nobles.”

“…”

“But noble blood? Don’t make me laugh. It’s all the same!”

Diane clenched her fist and shouted.

Ber looked at Diane with pained eyes, then hung his head down. His rain-soaked hair drooped limply.

“Baron Ber Delonde.”

Ber, who had been stepping back, hesitated.

“Don’t run away.”

Diane closed the distance again and firmly grasped his cold hand.

“You like me too.”

Ber raised his head again and looked at Diane. His distorted eyes looked very pained.

“Don’t you?”

“…”

“Answer me honestly. Setting aside status, position, all of that – do you like me as a person?”

Her desperate gaze pierced through Ber’s heart.

Did he like her as a person?

Of course he did…

“I… like you.”

If he didn’t like her, he wouldn’t be suffering and agonizing like this.

Diane’s face brightened at Ber’s honest answer.

“That’s why I was trying to let you go.”

Her face darkened again at his following words, but it was brighter than when she first talked to Ber.

“You might be okay with it, but other people won’t be.”

“…”

“Especially your parents will be very sad when they hear this news. So…”

“So you’re saying I should marry someone my parents chose?”

Ber thought that even if not marriage, it would be right for Diane to date someone her parents would be satisfied with, so he nodded.

“Ha!”

Then Diane let out an exasperated sigh and pressed her forehead as if she found it utterly absurd.

“Then what about my feelings? What about my heart?”

And she asked Ber sharply as if shooting at him.

“It’s my life, my one and only life, so I can’t date or marry someone I like?”

“A better person will appear.”

“The person I like now is you!”

Diane threw away the umbrella she was holding and grabbed Ber by the collar.

As the umbrella flew away in the harsh rain and wind, thick raindrops poured down relentlessly over their heads.

“I, Diane Andrian, love Ber Delonde.”

Water streamed down Diane’s cheeks. It was impossible to tell if it was rainwater or tears.

“So don’t run away.”

Her pitiful face was embedded in Ber’s wavering eyes that were shaking uselessly.

“Let’s overcome this together. I’m confident.”

“….”

Ber squeezed his eyes shut. His lips formed a straight line and clamped shut like a clam.

“Baron.”

I mustn’t waver.

“Ber Delonde.”

…I mustn’t waver, but.

“It will be…difficult.”

Without realizing it, his deepened heart desperately wanted her, so he couldn’t help but waver.

He had avoided her all this time knowing this would happen, yet it ended up like this anyway.

Does something called fate really exist?

“People will point fingers at us, and our families might turn their backs on us. Would that still be okay?”

“It’s okay. I’m not afraid at all of what people might say, and I can persuade my parents.”

“Even if you want to give up later because it’s too hard, I’ll never let you go.”

Ber’s expression became even more serious.

“I’m, more obsessive than you might think.”

“That’s great! My type is a man who’s obsessed with me! There really was a reason I fell for you, Baron!”

At her cheerful answer that didn’t match the serious and dark atmosphere, Ber’s stiff lips loosened slightly.

Really, there was no winning against this woman.

…That’s probably why I gave her my heart.

Since I had to give up my first love before it even properly started, I thought I’d never like anyone again, but indeed, you never know what will happen in life.

His slightly loosened lips curved up smoothly.

Ber took off his raincoat and covered Diane with it, then extended his hand toward her.

“Then shall we go, Diane.”

Diane. This was the first time Ber had called her by her first name instead of her surname.

In other words, it meant he would accept her feelings.

Diane’s face brightened like a full moon had risen.

Diane quickly grabbed his hand and shouted energetically.

“Yes, Ber!”

* * *

The letter from Diane came about a month after she had returned to the Kingdom of Natsha.

I stopped preparing for work and read Diane’s letter.

[To my dear friend Leilah, whom I miss.]

[It’s only been a month since I returned from the Empire, but I already miss it. More precisely, I miss Leilah.]

[Oh, I miss Leo too. I want to hold those chubby cheeks and cute little hands. Ah, babies are truly lovable beings. I want to have a baby as soon as possible too.]

[…I talked to Father about Count Delonde.]

She already told him. Just reading the words made my heart sink. I wondered what reaction her father showed after learning about Count Delonde’s past.

[At first he was very surprised and angry, but when I kept talking, he said he would meet him once and then decide.]

So that’s why Count Delonde took leave and went to the Kingdom of Natsha.

Finally it made sense.

[I’ll definitely persuade Father and bring you good news next time. So….]

“Leilah.”

At the voice that suddenly came from above my head, I looked up.

Kalian was standing there with an extremely incredulous expression.

“Why do you look like that?”

“I heard something absurd.”

“Something absurd? What happened?”

“Viscount Diane Andrian is pregnant.”

“…What?”

What did I just hear?

Who’s pregnant? Diane?

“The baby’s father is…?”

“Ber, of course.”

Good heavens, what is this about.

I was so flustered by the sudden news that I just blinked without saying anything.

“Either way, now that she’s even carrying a child, her family can’t oppose Ber either. That guy Ber planned this well, didn’t he?”

“…It was probably Diane who made the plan.”

Count Delonde must have been caught up in her scheme too.

“Diane, what was she thinking pulling something like this….”

“You can’t make a baby alone.”

Kalian brought my coat and handed it to me as he spoke.

“Ber must have agreed to some extent too, so don’t worry too much and go to work.”

“Do you think so?”

“Of course.”

Right, they’re not children, so the two of them will handle it well.

No, if it’s those two, they’ll definitely be able to handle it well.

Thinking that way, I looked outside the window.

The warm sunlight was brightly illuminating the snow-covered world as if trying to bless the newly blossomed lovers.

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