Chapter 238 – Petunia Titi (2)

The training atmosphere collapsed.

Eventually, I entered the room alone, whimpering, and I heard Evan and Elena talking through the wall.

“Evan! Did you ring Petunia?”

“Uh… Somehow it happened that way.”

Evan didn’t seem to be the type to talk about others behind his back.

“What is that. Evan. If you go around making women cry like that, will you get in trouble later?”

“It was a mistake. It was a mistake. There was a bit of an argument We should talk tomorrow.”

“Okay.”

And without a doubt, everyday life went by. Evan squeezed Elena’s ass, and Elena let out her lewd voice. Evan put his arm around her shoulders and together they started climbing her stairs, leaving me alone in my room.

Why am I angry?

It was true that Evan was a strategic and political ally, but she did nothing good by siding with him. After all, they were on the same team until they defeated Wolf.

Even though I knew that, when I saw Evan’s strange behavior, I got angry. Rather than anger mixed with hatred, it was a twisted feeling that flowed backwards from his chest, calling out to Evan to lash out at him.

“Ha…”

The result looked like this. It was moderately settled, but internal strife could erupt at any time. The result of one strange bomb explosion was also not good.

Evan was still Evan. He climbs the stairs with a woman today as well, and I was sighing feeling isolated in this room.

I heard footsteps from upstairs. The elf’s ears were especially sensitive, so he could hear these trivial noises of life. They hugged each other and kissed fiercely, then Elena said.

“Love you. Evan.”

It was strange to hear someone say the same thing I used to do often. As if responding to Elena’s charming remarks, Evan attacked Elena with a more wild and ferocious force. There was a loud sound that made me want the bed to come down, and the hem of my clothes fell in the passionate atmosphere.

Everything was as usual.

Being angry with Evan seemed to only affect me in the end.

“Evan… ! Love you… ! Sorry… !”

Saying I love you again.

I looked in the mirror and tried to smile. And I tried to open my mouth and tell him to love me.

“I love you too. Elena.”

And the moment his words hovered in the air, I couldn’t help but think of the old days, frozen with my mouth open.

******

I heard the jingling and jingling of the pendant.

“This is my granddaughter. She is a child named Merylda, but she died in an accident.”

Mobius looked at Alexander with a stiff face and said, and Alexander avoided Mobius’s gaze with an embarrassing face. The atmosphere was like a funeral home. It happened because Alexander was ignorant of Mobius.

Even thinking about it now, Alexander’s slip of the tongue at that time was terrifying. Seeing that Mobius looked at pictures of women every day, he asked, ‘Are you the lover you stocked up on in the capital?

In the icy atmosphere, Fabian spoke.

“I’ll go scouting.”

Everyone knew that he wasn’t really going on a scout, he was running away because he wanted to escape this subdued atmosphere.

Wolf looked at the two of them alternately, then immersed himself in sharpening the sword again. At that moment when no one responded, Alexander broke out in a cold sweat and stuttered his words. It was a first for him, who always seemed jovial.

“Uh, that… Inspiration. Sorry. I’m kinda hungry for women these days… ! No no! So it’s not that the old man’s granddaughter looked attractive… ! Therefore! That! It’s not that I’m not attractive!”

“Done.”

Then Mobius said firmly. The icy atmosphere was now transformed into a blizzard. In the silence, as if a huge snow giant had poured snowballs into it, Wolf also quietly put down his sword and began to go to bed.

Alexander swallowed, and Morbius spoke.

“I know it’s a slip of the tongue, so let’s stop talking. Please don’t make that mistake in the future.”

Mobius said so and turned to lie down. Alexander was at a loss, and a hand poked his head out of the grass. A hand holding a rabbit. Fabian, who had caught a few rabbits, said while clearing the leaves on his head.

“I caught a rabbit. Let’s just eat.”

Wolf, who was laying on the blanket, nodded and said.

“I just wanted to eat rabbit meat, but I did well. Fabian.”

Is it because of my mood? Wolf’s voice sounded a little milder than usual.

“As expected, it’s Fabian! Good workmanship, heh heh heh heh!”

Then Alexander sighed and laughed. Wolf continued to lead the story in a soft tone, and as Wolf chided, the atmosphere melted again like a spring breeze. We spent the night talking about small things again.

******

Next day.

I called Alexander aside before I left for the trip. Mobius was still sorting out his luggage without saying anything, and Wolf didn’t show anything. Fabian walked outside, saying he was going to scout again, and Alexander, after roughly packing his things, followed me into the woods.

I said.

“I think you’d better apologize to Mobius for sure.”

Alexander had the face of an ordinary man. He became a man who was terrified of his mistakes so he was embarrassed in front of me too.

“That’s true, but… How should I apologize? What am I supposed to do? Petunia. Help me. This is a very important challenge for both Wolf and me. The party can’t collapse like this.”

Alexander said that and asked for my help. He too was desperate for this Pandemonium journey, so he didn’t want to collapse because of a mistake like this.

Me too. This trip was also a very important one for me, so I didn’t want to see the trip to the demon world frustrated like this.

So I picked flowers around me. Alexander asked as he saw me kneeling on the floor collecting flowers.

“What. Why are the flowers suddenly plucked? You want to give it to that old man?”

“Older people are sensitive. Besides, you’re a priest. Wouldn’t you hate it if I offered you flowers as an apology?”

“Yeah, that’s right. Heh heh heh! Petunia! You are a genius!”

Alexander seemed to think my words were plausible. Even though I didn’t ask for help, he waddled next to me and started picking flowers together.

******

“Hey inspiration!”

Everyone was waiting for us. Mobius looked at us with an annoyed face. That expression alone made it clear that Mobius had yesterday’s events in his heart. Wolf focused his gaze on the bouquet in Alexander’s hand, and Fabian gave me a look that seemed to be asking for an explanation.

I just smiled at him.

“What. Alexander. What are you late for?”

Alexander held out a bouquet of flowers to Morbius. Mobius, Wolf, and Fabian all opened their eyes wide and looked at Alexander. Morbius must have been really surprised, and stuttered his words while even hitting his back.

“Uh, what… !”

“I want to apologize for my mistake yesterday. Even if I look like this, I’m a god. That… I’d like to dedicate some of these flowers to your granddaughter, and I’m going to do a little ceremony here. Are you fine?”

Was it because of Alexander’s sudden action? Maybe it was because of his meticulous ideas that couldn’t come out of him. Mobius started to laugh. Wolf and Fabian looked into each other’s eyes and blinked, and Alexander broke out in a cold sweat as expected, not knowing why Mobius was laughing.

Haha! Haha! So, you mean a flower? Haha!”

After a long laugh, he patted Alexander on the shoulder. Then he nodded and hugged him once more. Alexander awkwardly hugged Mobius and said.

“Uh… Sorry inspiration.”

“No. It’s my fault that I’m getting old and stuck with this kind of stuff. Okay.”

So we set off a little late waiting for Alexander’s ceremony.

As we set off, Wolf spoke to me in a low voice.

“Thanks. Petunia.”

Fabian also told me.

“Good job.”

*******

“Love you.”

Yes, that was the atmosphere back then. Even when a risky situation unfolded, somehow we were able to move forward by trusting and relying on each other. I saw myself unable to laugh. My face, which looked awkward no matter how I smiled, acted as if being alone was awkward.

“Love you.”

Even without the name Wolf, the word love has power.

It wasn’t until after I took off the name of Wolf that had covered my sight. I could see why I was upset.

I just couldn’t accept it.

That my friends who were able to reconcile with a single word, and who managed to get back to their place despite the creaks, died like that.

Meanwhile, I didn’t do anything.

In the end, I had to kill someone with my own hands and join the plan to kill someone again.

“Wolf. I mean As much as I miss you, I guess others miss you too.”

The fact that I had called Wolf by name and said I loved him was just an excuse.

As an excuse for clumsy paranoia that everyone was broken because I missed the party, that I was constantly seeking your love.

“I didn’t want to kill…”

I fell on my desk and cried.

“I wanted to live well together…”

And above me were two men and women whispering love.