It’s Trouble Because Unrequited Love Is So Fun - Chapter 37

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“Uncle said to meet tomorrow and try to find another way! And you just said ‘yes’ and came back? Sister, are you stupid?”

 

The only one I could trust was Jacob, my ‘baby messenger’ who had experience with girlfriends.

 

I clasped my hands together and nodded vigorously.

 

“Yeah, I’m stupid. A fool for love, you could say. What do you think that meant?”

 

“A fool for love is really… That was the worst thing to say.”

 

“…”

 

“Sister, you’ve never dated before, have you?”

 

“Yeah…”

 

Jacob pushed his glasses up and shook his head disapprovingly.

 

“Listen to me carefully.”

 

“Yeah, I’m listening…”

 

“From what I can see, Uncle definitely doesn’t hate you! He keeps wanting to meet, and he said he’d meet you tomorrow and try harder that time.”

 

“I see. Then maybe he finds me disgusting?”

 

“Sigh… We’re not communicating here.”

 

Jacob looked at me like he was witnessing a hopeless romantic disaster.

 

But I really was a hopeless romantic disaster.

 

Jacob grabbed my arm and said,

 

“You two are getting married anyway. So you’ll be preparing for the wedding! I asked Great-aunt about it.”

 

“Yeah. I asked Isidel about it.”

 

“She said there’ll be a dance party at the wedding. When you meet tomorrow, how about asking him to practice dancing?”

 

I looked at Jacob with moved eyes.

 

He really was the perfect baby messenger.

 

Then Jacob puffed out his lips sulkily and said,

 

“Try this method. But there’s a condition.”

 

“A condition?”

 

Jacob’s lips curved up mischievously.

 

“On the wedding day, let me be the flower boy!”

 

“…Flower boy?”

 

When I widened my eyes at his sudden words, Jacob’s face turned red.

 

“…Hmph, I’m an adult so normally I wouldn’t do something like being a flower boy. I’m only doing it because it’s you, Sister!”

 

I smiled broadly and pinched Jacob’s cheek.

 

Ever since the house was completed, this boy seemed much brighter than usual.

 

I’d even heard stories about him running around on the roof of the donut-shaped building.

 

The thought that I, and the space I designed with my own hands, was changing people in a positive way made me feel a little happy.

 

“So you didn’t want to be a flower boy?”

 

With a burst of laughter, I looked at Jacob lovingly.

 

Somehow, I felt like I’d grown much closer to this family.

 

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Meanwhile, at the same time.

 

Raphael Kairozen was walking around to inspect the reconstruction progress of Kairozen Castle according to his precise schedule.

 

And he suddenly stopped for a moment in the garden.

 

It was the same garden where he and Serenthia Rosemary had given Jacob a gift together.

 

At the same time, Serenthia came to mind.

 

“Before the exorcism, would you perhaps hold my hand once out of sympathy?”

 

“In my current state, I have no desire to hold hands, so try to find another way.”

 

Exactly 30 seconds.

 

After his routine of mindlessly looking at flowers ended.

 

In just a brief moment, Raphael could smell the fragrance of wildflowers.

 

He was becoming strange. But what was even stranger was Serenthia.

 

‘Why does she want to hold hands? Why bother? It’s meaningless.’

 

If it bothered him, he needed to experiment.

 

He extended his hand toward his aide Tein, who was standing behind him diligently organizing documents.

 

“Tein, your hand.”

 

“Huh? Am I a dog or something?”

 

“Your hand.”

 

“…Yes, yes sir…”

 

When Tein, who had put his quill in his pocket, obediently extended his hand, Raphael tried holding it.

 

Holding a hand full of calluses didn’t make him feel anything.

 

‘But why that woman?’

 

Raphael lightly grasped Tein’s hand and then let go.

 

However, at that moment, Tein’s face instantly turned pale.

 

“Heh, heh, heeeek…! N-no. Just now there was light in your hand…”

 

“Ah.”

 

When he let go of Tein’s hand, was it because he was thinking of Serenthia?

 

Tein covered his mouth with a pale expression.

 

“Why are you doing this! You scoundrel! If you don’t like me, just say so!”

 

“…”

 

“Sob, y-y-you’re trying to kill me…!”

 

Raphael calmly observed Tein’s expression as he clutched his own hand and trembled in fear.

 

“Right, you’re the normal one.”

 

Using all his strength to avoid physical contact with him was normal.

 

Even Tein, his aide, was like that. But why was that woman…?

 

‘Should I experiment?’

 

…If he held her hand, would the hallucinations disappear?

 

But what if he lost control and that woman disappeared?

 

Watching his complicated expression, Tein stroked his chin and muttered,

 

“Oh? I’ve never dated before, but I know that expression well.”

 

“What would you know? Don’t say anything.”

 

What struck Raphael directly as he was about to move again was Tein’s humming soliloquy.

 

“Wait, don’t you want to hold hands with Serenthia? If you’re acting this strangely, it can only be related to her, right?”

 

“…What?”

 

As Raphael narrowed his eyes and contemplated the nature of his emotions, Tein muttered seriously,

 

“Wow, damn. That’s it. Serenthia is definitely a master at romance…”

 

…A master at romance. That made sense.

 

That woman’s honesty was fundamentally different from romance novices like Raphael and Tein.

 

He suddenly pondered what Veronica had said.

 

Something about changing fiancés six times…

 

Why was that bothering him again?

 

‘Those fiancé guys must have been complete messes.’

 

Tein stared at Raphael and clapped once.

 

“Then how about this?”

 

“Your opinion is useless, novice.”

 

Tein, stung by the accurate fact that he was a romance novice, opened his mouth.

 

“Anyway! If you want to hold hands, why don’t you just hold them?”

 

…Holding hands.

 

If he could perfectly control the risk factors, he could certainly hold hands to derive experimental results…

 

“Um, Raphael sir.”

 

“What.”

 

“The quill you were holding is gone.”

 

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The next morning at nine o’clock.

 

Exactly 5 hours before Serenthia’s life would disappear.

 

She boldly stormed into Raphael’s office.

 

“I’ve come up with a plan for us to hold hands! Listen to this. I heard from Lady Isidel that we should start rehearsing the dance for our wedding ceremony soon, shouldn’t we?”

 

I extended my hand with sparkling eyes.

 

“We have to dance! And what do you need to do to dance? You have to hold hands…!”

 

“This is the best plan you could come up with?”

 

“Yes! I racked my brain all day long.”

 

Raphael’s eyes narrowed with interest.

 

Could I finally hold his hand?

 

I squeezed my eyes shut….

 

“How cliché. We’ll skip the dance.”

 

…Ah, he’s not falling for it.

 

What a (guilty) stone-cold person….

 

“Actually, I don’t know etiquette well either. What if I fall?”

 

“Etiquette should be Lady Isidel’s responsibility. Doesn’t she teach you etiquette?”

 

Actually, I knew because Lady Isidel had taught me.

 

But I licked my lips and spoke innocently.

 

“I have no idea at all. The lady is so busy too.”

 

This much should be fine.

 

Lady Isidel said I could sell her out as much as I wanted….

 

Raphael, who had been looking at me sideways, soon opened his mouth.

 

“I’ll give you etiquette books. Now, go into the study’s attic room. I’ve laid out books for you to study.”

 

Perhaps because it was a small room attached separately to Raphael’s office, the attic was certainly very small.

 

But there was a warm oil heater in the center of the room making it cozy, and a lamp sat on the small desk creating a good atmosphere for studying.

 

“Go in. There are other etiquette books inside as well, so study them.”

 

“…Together?”

 

“No, alone.”

 

Raphael mercilessly closed the door.

 

I looked at the closed door and chuckled while looking at the etiquette books.

 

What should I do.

 

I only have a few hours left before my death deadline if I can’t hold his hand, so why are the corners of my mouth turning up?

 

If he’s going to push me away, he should at least put up a proper wall.

 

Unlike before my regression, the current Raphael didn’t seem to eat snacks much.

 

Yet he had prepared finger foods for me on the table.

 

‘This is sweet, isn’t it. He’s being considerate.’

 

His wall was just like cotton candy wrapped in iron….

 

“Really, Raphael Kairozen….”

 

I lowered my eyes. It might sound funny to say this, but since it’s just me here anyway.

 

“I can’t help but like you.”

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