The Genius Perfumer of the Fallen Cult - Chapter 11

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The Genius Perfumer of the Fallen Religious Order Episode 11

Prim spoke calmly again.

“But Rozien, I’ll go and come back soon.”

“…What?”

“We said we’re family even when apart, right?”

“No! You said we wouldn’t be separated! You promised me, you said we wouldn’t be separated…!”

Rozien said while kneeling on the floor in front of Prim. At his desperate and urgent voice, Prim’s heart suddenly sank and crumbled.

It ached sharply as if someone had driven an ice pick into the back of her head.

He had kept his promise.

The promise not to be separated, he had kept it throughout his past life…

“Rozien, do you remember before we came to the orphanage? You tied my wrist and your wrist together when we slept.”

“Th-that was because I was afraid you’d run away…”

Perhaps thinking she was reproaching him, Rozien hurriedly made excuses before trailing off.

Prim pulled Rozien’s wrist onto her lap and placed her own wrist beside it.

Looking down at the smooth wrists with nothing binding them, Prim said.

“That string has never been untied.”

“…”

“I’ll really come back soon.”

“…What exactly are you planning to do there?”

Rozien’s voice trembled slightly with anxiety. Prim couldn’t help but smile a little at his childish appearance.

In her memories of the past, he had a sturdy body that could handle anything and understood her thoughts better than anyone, but the current him was still just a young boy.

“Are you laughing right now?”

“No, no. I wasn’t laughing. I wasn’t laughing, and I’ll go and come back soon, and…”

Prim swallowed her inner words.

Probably my leg’s curse will be lifted too. It was a curse for you as well.

Then it seemed she could also untie that invisible string that bound her and him together now.

He could become free.

“Prim?”

“It’s nothing. When I come back, I’ll let you push me on the swing again.”

“…If you don’t go, I can push you ten million times, even right now.”

Rozien, who had finally returned to his sulky expression, grumbled.

“Won’t you push me if I go?”

“How could I not push you again? I have no choice. I’ll only push you a million times.”

Until the bell rang announcing a visitor’s arrival, Rozien pushed Prim’s swing.

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