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sixty-nine.

Cassis had a look on his face that seemed like he wanted to say something.

My heart was pounding strangely at the sight, so I avoided his gaze.

But it's weird. Why is my heart pounding?

I suddenly remembered eating the bread earlier.

I ate the bread hastily and seemed to have indigestion.

"Actually, I..."

At that time, Cassis was about to talk as if he had decided.

But my insides were already on the verge of being overturned.

I thought Cassis was trying to say something serious, but my condition was very bad.

I murmured helplessly, leaning my head against his chest.

"Cassis, sorry. I think I have an upset stomach."

"...What?"

"Uyu."

Cassis's face turned pale as I was about to vomit.

"Wait a moment! I'll go buy you some medicine!"

Cassis scurried away along the alley. I crouched weakly and took a deep breath.

***

I ended up feeling weak in my legs and Cassis carried me on his back.

When I returned to my hotel room with a white face, Elisha exclaimed in confusion.

"What's wrong with your face, Evelyn?! It's like a blank sheet!"

"I think she has an upset stomach. But where were you?"

Cassis skillfully laid me down on the bed and asked Elisa.

Oh, were they originally supposed to come out together? Well, maybe it's right to take a walk...

I twisted in the blanket, unable to think deeply because of my upset stomach.

Elisha replied hesitatingly.

"Ah... I got caught by Sister Selena. I'm sorry, Cassis."

"It's all right. I thought so."

Cassis replied to her plainly and pulled up the blanket.

Cassis carried me all the way from Marronnier 3rd, so his forehead was covered with sweat.

I was grateful and sorry for that, so I murmured in a small voice.

"Thank you, Cassis."

"Get some rest."

Cassis made a light request and tried to walk away.

I recalled what he was trying to say earlier and called for him.

"But Cassis."

At my call, Cassis stopped moving and looked back.

"What were you trying to say earlier? Under that streetlight."

"...It was nothing."

Cassis looked away and uttered, and soon his face turned red, and he hurried out of the room.

"What's wrong with him?"

"What is it? What were you two doing?"

Elisha sat at my bedside and chattered.

"Actually, today..."

I was just about to say that the 21st streetlight was very pretty.

Strangely enough, I didn't want to tell Elisha about it. I quickly changed the subject.