Shoecha
Ch 29 - Failed to Understand

There is always a deep word of longing, or maybe just delusions.

Like the rain that falls naturally, without taste, and without compassion.

But... All of that, real.

~ Lord Alberta's.

And the last thing I remember back then, was snow.

The white-colored soft grains fall out over time. But the cold didn't touch me at all. The distance between our faces was only one fist.

I closed my eyes, trying to continue to enjoy the moment more freely.

Everything was...

The smell of fresh roses still dewy from his body, snowflakes that hit us freely, Night with all its ornaments which then disappeared unnoticed, the gentle wind and the river water that enlivened deserted...

And this warmth, this comfort that he brought into me, who no longer wanted to care about anything. Only when we're both.

Because the next morning, I know, love, belongs only to those who are free. Attention, only to the weak.

We're no longer me, and he is. We are but a pair of heavenly edicts, a Lord and Queen who must act deceptive, expressionless. To be a person, who no longer belongs to himself, but to all who believe in him.

If only time could stop for a moment...

No no! If only time stopped between me and him.

I need nothing more from the world, even if I can no longer reincarnate in the future. At least, he's the one who's now holding me with all the rest of his strength.

But destiny says something else, what we get is not a sense of freedom, but rather a throne encrusted with gold. Things that even many others want to embrace.

" I love you, don't go again... Shut up, and let it be tonight, the whole universe be envious and jealous. I, just want to be by your side, love you, and continue like this" he whispered softly. Makes my heart beat fast.

But I'm tired...

So very...

Wearied...

🌀🌀🌀

I blinked my eyes repeatedly. And, the first thing I saw, was...

" A... What's brother doing here?" Ask me. His hand touched my neck, and his face looked very serious.

Close-up... Once.

I tried to get up, but Aleta's sister stopped me, made me lie down again. Picking up the little towel that just accidentally fell off my forehead. Put it on the nightstand next to my bed.

Awkwardly...

" No, sister was just curious about the patch on your neck," I spontaneously felt the part of my neck. Huh, stupid! He's your brother... What could he do?

" E'h, no papa," I deny. Brother Al even deliberately pressed him strongly.

" Ou!! Fuck up! You're really stupid, sick tau!" Shouts me origin. When I realized it, I was silent.

" So you suddenly closed your eyes while you were on your way home. Your body feels so hot, your face pale, it's scarier than a corpse, so brother is holding you to the room, what can you do again?"

My face may now look as red as a tomato. You idiot! You idiot! Stupid fools!...

" There will be no bodies that still look beautiful times" I replied, pouting.

" Up to you, brother," I concluded. Guys are insensitive... Anyway all the good seals are long gone.

" That's also, if there's a pain to say, later let's take you to the doctor, the wound on your neck is quite deep, next time the hearts dong," why even be as chatty as that try.

" I know brother, suddenly it feels sore, when in the mirror, it turns out there is a wound like this... I didn't want you to worry, so intentionally didn't say," I answered stroking my nape.

" Have-been, eat yes was brother had cooked porridge, let brother bribe," he bargained. Then Aleta helped me to get up, flattening my pillow so I could sit leaning against the wall comfortably.

I looked at him inside. Sometimes my sister looks very romantic. He even replaced the wound plaster on my neck, which I thought... Already-have...

And now, he was busy blowing on the still-hot niup of porridge on the spoon. Aleta fed me very patiently. His eyes are so charming. Right now, I just realized, that Aleta, is really an idol.

A few minutes ago.

ALETA

" How about we go to the doctor," the traffic light still hasn't turned green, I turned to the left side.

" Var, Variella," I shook her slowly, no response. His face looked extremely pale, what exactly did he feel? He was hot, his temperature was very high, since when did he have a fever? Looks like this morning is still looking good.

After the vehicles in front drove, I stepped on the gas pedal deeper. Hope to get home soon.

It took me a while, I parked the car carelessly. Bringing Varella back to her room. Then prepare the water to compress and cook the porridge if-if later he roasted.

The afternoon was getting extinguished, greeting the sky which slowly began to rise by itself. I just sat by his side. Waiting.

Her hair was messy, I used my fingers to flick her hair, keeping it behind my ears.

Degs... Degs... Degs...

Her pale face still looked very pretty, her long eyelashes, and, her lips were... Ranums.

What am I thinking!!! Alel... Him, he is... Your queen, the lord you must always respect, the sister you must always protect.

I brought my face closer, I didn't expect anything from you, to be born again into a person very close to you, to be the person you always wanted to trust and trust you, she said, it is a happiness.

Next to my hand continued to caress her silky black hair. Her breath feels weak, huh... I can't, though, even though I want it so much, even though I love you so much, Queen.

Excuse me...

~ Arguza.

I pulled my face, but before I got too far, I caught something,

" Pasterer?" I untyed. The deep wounds. Where did he get such a scar?

The wound was new, I put my index finger on it, then kissed it.

" Not an ordinary wound, there was the scent of a Vampire, so shameful! How dare their dirty teeth touch my sister!" The vampire did not bite him as they would normally do to other prey, meaning his goal was not to seek blood for thirst relief, or to multiply the number.

But could it be that he gave a deep enough scratch like this for no reason?

Hope nothing bad happens to you. I grabbed her hand, then kissed her softly. Replacing the plaster I had taken off with a new plaster.

Until then,

" A... What's brother doing here?" Ask Varella. His hands touched his neck, and his face looked very serious.

Is he misunderstanding me?