It’s Trouble Because Unrequited Love Is So Fun - Chapter 36
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So the unprecedented meetings that filled his schedule were absolutely not based on intuition or emotions.
It was simply a natural course for research and observation.
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Meanwhile, Serenthia’s contracted divine beast.
A squirrel with plump cheeks and glossy fur kept doing a butt dance.
The squirrel was in an extremely excited state.
Was it because Serenthia had been recognized as an architect? The squirrel seemed very excited as it hummed a tune.
“As expected, my fur is flowing with so much shine!”
Even when passing by the lakeside and looking at its reflection, it was tremendously beautiful.
The squirrel clicked its tongue in satisfaction and wandered around here and there.
‘Life is truly a beautiful thing…’
Being able to breathe through its nose and wiggle its tail gently.
The squirrel spun its body around, grateful for just that one thing.
But…
Suddenly, the squirrel’s tail shot straight up.
Beyond the lakeside, Raphael Kairozen’s voice could be heard.
That guy, surely…
‘…Is it slowly beginning?’
Saving both Raphael and Serenthia at the same time.
Instantly, the squirrel’s tail spun fiercely. Like a propeller.
***
Meanwhile, I was spending very happy days.
Especially since that squirrel was handing me acorns!
“Ah, after the 【Donut-shaped building】 was completed, it received recognition from countless people.”
The squirrel instantly let me hear the voices of many people in my head. It was praise like “Really amazing!” as if my architectural abilities were quite remarkable.
But you know…
“I’ll give you another wonderful thing.”
“…Wonderful thing?”
When this squirrel acts like this, it’s a bit ominous. But should I trust it one more time?
“Wait, wait! Could it be that Raphael’s forgotten memories are returning!”
“Hmm, well.”
“You said so! That the more The North is rebuilt, the higher the chance of Raphael’s memories returning. But why aren’t they coming back like this.”
“I never said that.”
“That’s how I understood it.”
The moment a prideful confrontation between one squirrel and one human began.
The first to break their pride was the squirrel.
“Well, it seems like you could understand it that way… It’s not entirely wrong either…”
The squirrel acted very evasively, but my heart had been swelling tremendously for a long time.
In my head, scenes of Raphael remembering the past and shedding tears while confessing his love in front of me were already playing…
‘Calm down. That’s not going to happen anyway.’
After barely taking a deep breath, I grabbed the squirrel’s tail and whispered ominously.
“Then, fine. Wait. I’m going to take a very devout shower.”
I washed myself clean and even prayed in my heart.
Praying that it would be a very wonderful reward that would let me get closer to Raphael!
But that night.
As I was dozing off in the guest room bed, I froze when I saw the writing the squirrel had written on the acorn.
“What is this?”
The crazy squirrel suddenly started using polite speech.
“Exactly as it says!”
“No, you said it was a reward.”
“Hmm… I said I’d give you something else, not just a reward, didn’t I?”
As expected, suspicious!
Sure enough, the words written on the acorn the squirrel handed me were…
[Death awaits if you don’t hold hands!]
…?
“What? Am I cursed or something?”
“Yes, that’s right. Now the hurdle for survival has gotten a bit higher.”
“Hey, you fraud.”
“No, I’m not a fraud, I’m a 300-year-old squirrel.”
Ah, this damn respect for elders…
I reluctantly showed courtesy.
“Fraud grandfather, you said it was a reward.”
Even while struggling to oppress the squirrel, my head was spinning around.
“…Then, if I say I’ll die if I don’t hold hands, will he believe it and hold my hand? Kind of like begging…”
“Would he believe it?”
Right, he wouldn’t believe it…
“No, then what… Are you helping me hold hands?”
“I can roughly create such a situation. But I’m a divine beast who cares about my descendant’s feelings, so I can’t just push recklessly…”
In the end, doesn’t this mean you won’t help?
“But you need to have conditions forced like this to do well. And…”
“Yeah?”
“…To be honest, there isn’t much time left. I can’t tell you more, but someday you’ll find out too. So, just follow what I say for now.”
I had no intention of interpreting the squirrel’s meaningful words.
From past experience, I knew. That thinking too much was just a shortcut to digging holes and stress.
I looked at the writing drawn on the acorn the squirrel handed me and stroked my chin.
[Death awaits if you don’t hold hands.]
Right, I’m going to die soon.
I decided to humbly accept my death.
But…
“Hehe… Why am I laughing…”
“…Is that it? The last laugh before dying?”
I giggled and brought my hands to my face.
“No. I just imagined holding hands. Heart-fluttering excitement… Tehehe.”
“…”
“What, why, what.”
Imagining this and that with your one-sided love is the privilege of someone with a crush, right?
It would be so nice if I could just hold hands, but until now I had never even dared to imagine holding hands.
But you know.
“Excuse me, Squirrel grandfather.”
“Yeah?”
“…Would lightly, um, very lightly brushing hands count as holding?”
Liking something and being confident about it are different things, right?
The squirrel, seeing my earnest expression, carefully murmured.
“…Maybe?”
***
Really amazingly, I was able to meet Raphael more often than I thought.
For some reason, Raphael called me every day at 9 AM and made eye contact with me for 10 minutes each day.
“Is this perhaps a staring contest?”
“No.”
On his table, I could see military bread and small donuts.
He didn’t eat that food. Instead, he just rested his chin on his hand and stared intently at me.
“Um.”
“You look like you’re wondering why I keep staring at you so intensely.”
“That can’t be it. Please keep looking at me.”
…It’s fine to hover around him like this. It’s really a good thing.
But when should I suggest holding hands?
If I suddenly ask to hold hands first, it might be too abrupt.
How can I pursue natural hand-holding?
And how can I keep my heart from exploding even after we hold hands?
That was the most important mission for me right now.
Perhaps because of that, Raphael narrowed his eyes after discovering my greedy gaze.
“If you have nothing to say, then leave.”
“No! I do have something to say.”
…Actually, I don’t.
Though my palms were sweating, all the hardships and trials I’d endured to get to this moment were coming to mind one by one.
So….
“By any chance.”
“What, you look like you’re about to ask me to give up my entire fortune.”
“Well, it’s almost like that….”
I rolled my eyes around as I looked at Raphael.
What should I do?
Faced with this suddenly arising mission, I became very helpless….
‘No, I’m not helpless at all.’
…My eyes lit up again.
Right, let’s give it a try!
“Do you happen to know the most efficient way to measure hand size?”
“Not interested.”
The first failure was sweet but bitter.
I narrowed my eyes, constantly watching for an opening in Raphael’s defenses.
‘What should I do about this?’
Second attempt.
“Raphael’s hands are like perfect blueprints. I’d really like to examine them once….”
“I have no interest in blueprints.”
Complete failure.
“Hands….”
“Are you possessed by some evil spirit obsessed with hands?”
“Yes, I’ve been possessed by a truly tremendous demon….”
“Go get an exorcism.”
I tried to keep obsessing over hands, but failed again.
What should I do?
At this point, roughly two months since arriving at this castle.
My life was hanging by a thread every few days.
I squeezed my eyes shut and tried reaching my hand toward him.
“Before the exorcism, could you perhaps hold my hand once out of pity?”
“…What?”
Raphael let out a hollow laugh as if he couldn’t believe it.
Since falling for Raphael, I’d become quite shameless.
Thanks to that, I could quickly put on a poker face too.
At that moment, Squirrel, who was somewhere unknown, sent a telepathic message to my ear.
“Your flirting is really too shameless. It’s amazing.”
…Harsh criticism continued in my ear.
Just where are you watching from?
‘Stop nagging me.’
Regardless, I slyly extended my hand toward him. But….
“No.”
Right, of course he’d refuse.
Since the direct approach failed, what should I do now?
“Um, may I know the reason…?”
When I narrowed my eyes, Raphael replied extremely simply.
“Because men and women should maintain proper distance.”
…But that’s an unusual reason for not being able to hold hands?
Raphael….
Was he a Confucian boy?
‘This is serious. If it’s an ideological issue, short-term reformation is impossible.’
I could hear the sound of my life rapidly disappearing.
“Don’t worry. You have a whole day left until death!”
…Squirrel, are you sure I really don’t need to worry?
“If it doesn’t work, just grab his hand anyway! You’ll just get labeled as a lowly pervert!”
The 300-year-old grandfather wasn’t in his right mind.
Well, a sane squirrel wouldn’t live to be 300.
Then Raphael smiled languidly.
This will be another iron wall too!
But love is indeed a sinful emotion.
Even in a situation with no expectations, I couldn’t help but focus on his lips.
“Let’s meet again tomorrow. Then….”
…Huh?
Tomorrow… meet again?
Had I ever heard such words before?
He blinked while resting his chin on his hand.
“In your current state, I have no desire to hold hands, so think of another approach.”
…Huh huh huh?
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