My Lover's Personality is a Little Strange

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I had already declared at the end of the relationship to him by saying that I would forgive him, and we could now become acquaintances and live our respective lives.

There was no benefit in his visit to me, except that I felt a little better.

"Yes. Do as you please. It's you who's having a hard time, not me."

But I was a coward, leaving him some room.

"Thank you, Yves."

He couldn't have noticed my cowardice, but Theodore smiled softly, saying thank you to me.

"......."

I felt very strange at that moment.

His appearance was no longer refreshing or pleasant.

I just felt a little bit heartbroken and sour.

It was a similar feeling to what I felt a while ago when I remembered myself crying on behalf of Ernst and couldn't kill him.

I couldn't understand my feelings that were overturned in an instant.

So I was frustrated and annoyed.

"Look at this."

At this time, Ernst popped in between us.

"Ah, Ernst. You haven't gone yet."

"Yes, I'm going with you."

Ernst looked back at Theodore with a smile.

"Let's go together, Brother."

"......."

Theodore hardened his expression at the tender voice.

'I thought he would get along with Ernst, but he didn't?'

When Ernst was lying in bed, he couldn't hide his anxiety, but he didn't seem to be very friendly with Ernst, who just woke up.

"Huh? Yves, there's something on here."

Ernst murmured, wiping my cheek.

"Oh, really? Thank you."

"Oh, by the way, Er and Lia want to come and play with me, are you okay with that?"

"Come to play? Where? In the palace?

"Yes."

"But they have grown up in the mansion. Suddenly going to the palace to play is a bit......."

"Don't worry. You used to go to the palace to play a lot when you were young, too."

"Well, that's what adults......."

When I was continuing my conversation with Ernst and inadvertently turned my head.

I could see Theodore staring at us with his mouth pursed.

'Why does he have that expression?'

It seemed as if he had a lot to say, but couldn't say it.

* * *

Theodore, who came riding on a horse, went back together in Ernst's carriage.

His gaze lingered at the window for some time.

Even though Yves wasn't seen anymore.

...I know even if you don't do this. That I'm a cool person.

When she said so, he noticed that Yves' voice was a little harder than usual.

Yves said she felt shabby next to him all the time she was with him.

Then shouldn't he show his own shabbiness by her side for much longer than that?