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“Your body, how is your body?.”
“……”
That expression doesn’t suit you. I kept saying sharp things but, my voice didn T come out if my mouth.
“It’s fine if you don’t say. So don’t worry, I told the physician to come by so hell be here soon “
“There’s no need…of the physician”
“What do you mean no need? Aren’t you struggling now!”
“No. For me everything. Living is a struggle. In a quiet life like an intruder you and everybody body else invaded, y’all are making me struggle.”
His face hardened.
Perhaps my words were quite big, the emperor kept his mouth shut instead of answering.
In times like these ypu should talk strongly, right?
That’ll only sound like a shriek of a powerless time-limited body.
“Don’t think of doing anything to me. My life is a life that will be comfortable when I die. So find someone else.for that oddbloom thing.”1
The act of being friendly made me swim in my dream, so I felt more down as the time passing by.
If I wasn’t sick, if there was a way to not die. I’ll possibly accept their feelings and be happy.
I’d thankfully accept their reasonable kindness.
But to person who’s gonna die soon. These feeling, more than being thankful you’ll feel deception.
Everything is useless to me.
And at the end of the day, a cold, low voice flowed out of his mouth.
“It’s only for you.”
“Even though we don’t need the parties.”
“Your opinion doesn’t matter. Because mine is important. I’ll keep you by my side if you need me. Even if it’s a dying figure.”
“Later you’ll leave the dead body next to you”
“It’s fine, if it’s you. I wonder if it’s better not to say that if you’re a corpse “
Goddamn it.
Words don’t work.
Are you really going to let me go when I die and become a corpse?
No. It feels like you won’t leave me even then.
My lips trembled. The terrible obsession that someone had for me was not so good.
At that time. Someone rushed into the room as if to break the ice.
“Did you find it”
It was Es Thanh who rushed in with the door open. His face was as white as mine, with his forehead and pineal sweat as if he had run.
“Yes. Found it. The princess finds it hard to breathe. Why is this happening?”
“……That’s one of the things that happens intermittently because the princess’s overall condition is poor.”
Who will pay attention to the dead?
Especially the emperor, if you just choose that oddblum or whatever from other dudes is enough.
In the meantime, Estan looked at me again.
While looking from place to place, he said soothingly in a softer voice than before.
“Are you afraid you couldn’t breathe this time?”
“…..yes”
“Hmm. Are the other symptoms the same?”
Instead of answering, I nodded weakly.
Odd Bloom. Another nickname that no one says the meaning of.
I’d like to return it.
But when he had finished all he had to say, he turned around and went away.
His steps were busily moving, as if not to accept any kind of words I say.