Chapter 80 – 80
Crying, Euro rushed out of the dining room and headed for the back garden, where he ran into Kisha. Uncharacteristically, Kisha approached Euro almost at a run.
“Kisha…”
His legs giving out, Euro collapsed on the spot and clung to Kisha, bursting into loud, uncontrollable sobs.
Did I want revenge? How could he say such a thing? While it was true that he had lied to Melione, it was nothing more than a desperate struggle to survive.
Euro, who knew that the original Euro Leches had died after harboring feelings of revenge toward Melione, could never have felt that way. Furthermore, he held no ill will toward him whatsoever.
His face was a mess, as the tears simply would not stop. Every single word Melione spoke felt like a brutal kick to his heart, which had already plummeted.
At some point, his feelings had become genuine. Though there were times when Melione seemed heartless, he had never truly hated him.
He felt wronged and sorrowful. It wasn’t because Melione failed to recognize the efforts he had made to save him. Since Euro had no intention of revealing his true purpose for coming here until the very end, he could have endured the suspicion.
However, he could not bear the final words Melione spat out. The claim that he didn’t need Euro’s love, and that he didn’t even know what love was. Those words became a dagger.
Euro had seen Melione’s bright smile. The visit our siteface he made while practicing dancing with him was [stolen content]still vivid before his eyes.
He had been smiling in the middle of the spring festival, where decorations sparkled dizzyingly throughout the central plaza, and beneath the lighthouse where it felt as if the stars might pour down at any moment.
He had smiled like that only while looking at him, and no one else. Yet, he said he had no need for love. He lied, saying he didn’t even know what it was.
Kisha sat quietly, groaning in distress at the sight of Euro clinging to him and weeping. It was because there was nothing he could do other than silently offer his embrace.
“I shouldn’t have liked him,” Euro said, his voice completely hoarse.
How had things ended up like this? He hadn’t even hoped for something like love in the first place, yet he found this moment impossible to accept.
He hadn’t expected love. In fact, it would have been troublesome if Melione had come to love him. So why did it feel like this? The result of this massive delusion was utterly devastating.
For a brief moment, he had thought their hearts might have connected. He thought that even if it wasn’t love, Melione might have developed some fondness for him.
And so, he had recklessly imagined a future with him beneath the lighthouse. Therefore, all of this now was a punishment. Someone was surely punishing him for daring to hope for sincerity after approaching with lies.
Then suddenly, a memory struck him like a bolt of lightning, and Euro bolted upright.
‘Because they don’t know what love is.’
It was the image of Larry, who had been staring off into space and murmuring beside him in [visit our site]the dark bedroom just as he was waking up.
The moment he realized that what he thought was a dream was actually real, Euro left Kisha behind and began running toward the entrance of the main house.
Seeing this, Dent, who had been hovering nearby but unable to bring himself to approach, hurried to block Euro’s path.
“W-where are you going?”
Dent frowned at Euro’s face. Drenched in tears, his expression was wretchedly broken.
“…Move.”
Euro spoke in a choked voice and tried to push past, but Dent blocked him again. He felt that he absolutely could not let Euro leave like this.
“Are you going to the office? Let us go up together; I will tell them to bring some refreshments. You haven’t even eaten properly…”
“I’m leaving.”
“…Pardon?”
“I said I’m leaving.”
At Euro’s words, Dent’s [unauthorized copy]heart sank. The words he had feared most had just tumbled [unauthorized copy]out of Euro’s mouth.
“N-now? Where? My lady, please don’t… please get some deep sleep and think about it once more. You cannot go like this.”
“…”
“I will find out what happened. Then let us figure out a solution together. I don’t know even a fraction of how heartbroken you must be, but still, you cannot leave like this. It is dangerous for you, my lady.”
The reason Dent was stopping Euro wasn’t for the sake of Melione’s life. It was because he worried for Euro, who had become bound to the same fate as Melione, whether he wanted to be or not.
He didn’t know how things had turned out this way, but Euro shouldn’t abandon everything he was doing simply because he was hurt by Melione.
If he left now, how would he ever return? If he gave up everything here, the only thing left for Euro would be death.
“You aren’t even well… if I let you go like this, I won’t be able to sleep a wink. Don’t shoulder this alone; let’s do it together. Isn’t that why you boarded the same boat? Please?”
Euro remained silent with his head half-bowed, and Dent carefully reached out to take Euro’s hand.
“The person I serve is you, my lady. Therefore, you are the only person I must worry about. I know how much you are suffering. So…”
Dent’s voice was incredibly gentle and warm. At this, Euro bit his lip hard and began to shed tears again. Dent hurriedly took out a handkerchief and wiped Euro’s face.
“Once the curse is lifted and you are healthy, you may leave this [Read on Read BL Novels]place whenever [unauthorized copy]you wish. No matter where you go or what you do, I will help you. I truly mean it; I promise.”
“…”
“I will never ask you to stay again. So please, just calm down a little.”
Euro buried his face in the handkerchief Dent offered and poured out his tears for a long time once more. He cried and cried until it felt as if every drop of moisture had left his body.
It was because every word Dent spoke was something he had wanted Melione to say to him. When he had entered the dining room, he had wanted to hear such worried words from him. That was all he had wanted.
“…I’m not leaving for good; there’s somewhere I need to go.”
“Where are you planning to go? Why don’t you rest first? You’ll truly fall ill at this rate.”
“I have to go now. There’s something I absolutely must ask.”
“…”
“Prepare the carriage, Dent.”
“Must you go alone?”
At Dent’s question, Euro lifted his face and shook his head.
“Then let us go together. You cannot go alone. Who knows what might happen?”
Euro nodded. Between his poor health and the excessive crying, his vision was dizzy. As Dent said, he might actually collapse.
Once Euro gave his permission, Dent quickly called a servant to prepare the carriage and ordered a glass of water.
Before long, the servant brought the water, and Dent handed it to Euro. Reluctantly taking the glass, Euro blinked his wet eyes and spoke.
“Thank you.”
“…”
“Thank you, Dent.”
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Having entered a narrow alleyway with Dent, Euro told him to wait a moment in front of a shabby house. Then, without hesitation, he flung open the closed door.
Larry was sitting in a chair as if he had known Euro would come, and there were two teacups on the table. As if the timing were perfect, steam was rising from the tea.
Through the open door, Dent realized that the person Euro had been visiting all this time unauthorized copywas the one stolen contentusing the pseudonym Inno Kashtun.
Euro slammed the door shut and entered the house alone, flopping down in the seat opposite Larry.
“…It was you.”
“…”
“You did it, didn’t you?”
Larry remained composed even after seeing Euro’s face, which was swollen from crying. Unable to contain his anger, Euro shouted.
“What is wrong with you? Just how much more do you have to do to be satisfied!”
Despite Euro’s outburst, Larry remained silent with his mouth closed. Barely suppressing the urge to grab Larry by the collar and shake him out of frustration, Euro glared at him.
“You did it on purpose, didn’t you?”
“…”
“You said those things on purpose, didn’t you?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“About saying that Spiorene doesn’t know love!”
“What about it?”
“Are you going to play innocent now? Melione was right there when you said that, wasn’t he? You knew he was there and said it anyway!”
In his memory, Larry had been looking elsewhere, not at him, while speaking. If the thing he had been staring at wasn’t just empty air, but Melione…
“Well, I’m not quite sure what you’re talking about.”
“Rayley!”
“…”
“I’m in no mood to joke with you. Speak plainly. Why did you break into my bedroom in the middle of the night and spout that nonsense? What on earth were you thinking…”
“Do you realize what state you’re in right now?”
“I’m not talking about my state! I’m asking why you entered someone else’s bedroom as you pleased and spouted nonsense!”
“So, was I wrong?”
Larry gazed steadily into Euro’s eyes. At those words, Euro fell silent, unable to offer a response.
“I asked if I was wrong.”
“…”
“He doesn’t know what love is. If he did, he wouldn’t treat you like that.”
“…”
“Right, Kim Euro?”
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