If I Were Reborn, I Wouldn’t Marry You - Chapter 75

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Chapter 75

The area where the rental villas were clustered was close to the seaside.

We held hands and walked slowly toward the sea.

The sea we reached after a leisurely 20-minute walk was beautiful enough to understand the villa maids’ excitement.

The sand was golden and the seawater was turquoise.

The boundary where it met the blue sky sparkled with glimmers of light.

“Wow.”

An exclamation escaped me without realizing it.

Since it was a bit earlier than the nobles’ proper vacation season, I approached the shoreline, leaving footprints on the empty sandy beach.

Leonhardt followed behind me with leisurely steps.

I felt the gentle sea breeze brushing my cheeks and turned to look at Leonhardt.

“We did well to come.”

“Indeed.”

Leonhardt smiled softly and responded to my words.

‘How peaceful.’

As I was quietly watching the waves, I heard someone calling us from afar.

“Miss, Young Master!”

It was the villa maid who had come with us to guide the way.

“Hm?”

When I turned around puzzled, the villa maid approached with large strides, holding something in both hands.

“Since you’re nobles from the capital, you’re both so well-behaved.”

After praising us, the maid playfully added that her daughters were terrible tomboys and handed us what she had been carrying.

“Still, if you’ve come to the sea, you should build sandcastles and collect shells.”

We received a small shovel and bucket each from the maid who winked and smiled warmly, then looked at each other simultaneously, our eyes meeting.

‘We should do it, right?’

‘Probably.’

The tension from being somewhere other than home seemed to have melted away as I got lost in sentiment, constantly thinking about the first round.

And it seemed the same was true for Leonhardt.

Judging by how he had forgotten to pretend to be a child, something we had grown accustomed to doing for two years.

‘Building sandcastles… It would be fun though.’

In the first round, I had first seen the sea when I was 16.

‘I was too embarrassed to do such childish play at that age.’

One of the good things about being a child is that you can do such childish play without worrying about what others think.

I looked at Leonhardt and asked with a chuckle.

“Have you ever done this before?”

“No, I haven’t.”

“Me neither.”

The maid who had been listening to the capital children’s conversation subtly joined in.

“It’s easy once you try it! I guarantee it’ll be really fun. You can sit here and do it.”

“Okay, I’ll try it.”

When we showed signs of starting to build sandcastles, the maid who had neatly laid out beach towels left the sandy beach as if she had done her job.

She seemed to want to watch us from a slightly distant spot.

“How should we do this? Do we just scoop sand and pile it up?”

Since neither of us had ever built sandcastles before, we didn’t know the technique.

We tried to build a castle with dry sand that was away from where the waves reached, but collapsed it several times.

As a result, several small sand hills formed around Miela and Leonhardt.

“This doesn’t seem to be the right way.”

After putting our heads together and thinking for a moment, this time we built a sandcastle with wet sand.

“Oh.”

When the result came out more decent than before, we got interested.

We forgot to talk for a while and devoted ourselves earnestly to sandcastle construction.

After completing a fairly decent sandcastle, not only our hands but also our hair and cheeks were covered in sand.

“What is this!”

“You’re worse.”

We looked at each other and giggled for a long time.

After marriage, or rather except for the very beginning, we had never seen each other’s disheveled appearance throughout the first round.

So just having some sand on us was as funny as wearing ridiculous makeup.

Leonhardt, who stopped laughing before me, washed his hands in the seawater and wiped them clean with the clean side of the beach towel.

“Wait a moment.”

Then he carefully brushed off the sand from my cheeks and hair.

Rustle.

I could hear the sound of sand grains falling wherever Leonhardt’s hand touched.

After a while, Leonhardt gave up on removing the sand and smiled faintly while shrugging his shoulders.

“I guess we’ll just have to go back and wash up.”

I agreed with that.

This wasn’t a situation that could be resolved to this extent.

Still, thanks to Leonhardt’s careful touch, I was much better than before.

On the other hand, Leonhardt’s already washed hands had sand transferred to them again.

“Yeah.”

I smiled mischievously and answered while rubbing Leonhardt’s hair with my hands that still had plenty of sand on them.

About a pinch more sand was sprinkled on his well-maintained, soft silver hair.

“Miela, you.”

Leonhardt, who figured out what had happened a few seconds later, called my name with a flustered face.

“Hahaha. Why are you calling me?”

Leonhardt, who had slightly furrowed his brow looking at me laughing cheerfully after doing something childish, laughed helplessly.

“Is it fun?”

“Yes!”

When I answered cheerfully while even nodding my head, Leonhardt’s smile deepened.

However, the emotion I felt was definitely different.

If he had looked helpless before, now he looked mischievous as if my playfulness had transferred to him.

‘This feels ominous.’

No!

Your hair is short, but mine is long, so it’s twice as troublesome when sand gets on it.

I trusted the warning my instincts sent and ran quickly to escape the sandy beach.

Leonhardt, who had somehow grabbed a handful of sand, chased after me.

I ran with all my might, but I panicked at the distance that closed in an instant and shouted while looking back at Leonhardt.

“What! Why are you so fast!”

I forgot about dignity and started running at full speed.

Still, the distance hardly widened.

Kyaak!

When I let out a dolphin-like scream typical of children, I heard Leonhardt’s laughter from behind me.

Adding the first and second rounds together, I had known Leonhardt for 20 years, but this was the first time I heard him laugh so loudly.

Hearing Leonhardt’s laughter, I strangely started laughing too.

Naturally, my running slowed down because I was laughing.

When I became even slower while holding my aching stomach from laughing too much, Leonhardt finally caught up with me.

“Uaah.”

I squeezed my eyes shut, bracing myself for the sand that would be sprinkled on my hair.

Chuckle chuckle.

There was a small laughing sound, then Leonhardt gently soothed me.

“I won’t do it.”

“Really?”

When I opened my eyes slightly, I saw Leonhardt dropping the sand and brushing off his hands.

Then Leonhardt spread both his palms and showed them to me.

Only then did I properly open my eyes.

“Still, we should head back to the villa now.”

Leonhardt said while carelessly brushing the sand out of his hair with hands that had less sand on them than his hair.

Thud thud.

I thought I had only sprinkled a pinch, but it must have been a whole spoonful.

The amount of sand falling from Leonhardt’s touch was more than I had expected.

As I felt slightly guilty and was reading the mood, a maid who had been watching us from afar approached.

She had noticed that our sand play was now over.

“Oh my goodness.”

The maid let out a small exclamation when she saw us covered in sand up close.

“I thought you were well-behaved little master and little miss, but this is even worse than my daughters.”

The maid teased us playfully.

Leonhardt and I exchanged glances like we had truly become children and smiled sheepishly.

Like a mother with incredibly mischievous daughters, the maid casually pulled out spare beach towels and handed them to us, then gathered up the bucket and trowel.

“You’ll be heading back now, right?”

“Yeah. I want to wash up as soon as we get to the villa.”

Perhaps because it was getting close to sunset, the sea breeze that had felt pleasant was starting to feel cold.

I longed for a bath with warm water.

Seeing that I was getting cold, Leonhardt handed me his beach towel.

“You’ll catch a cold.”

Seeing his nonchalant gesture, the maid made a fuss and praised Leonhardt.

“Oh my, our young master has such good manners. The ladies must love you! Being so considerate to your sister too…”

Leonhardt’s lips, which had curved up slightly at her praise, hardened coldly again at the maid’s next words.

As if he really didn’t like being paired with me as siblings.

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