I Am Troubled That My Fiance Is a Villain

When I first opened my eyes, the first thing that popped in was my dull, glowing silver eyes. The grey iris sparkles and reminds me of delicate silverwork.

The moment I lifted my kind of swollen eyelid and his eyes and gaze meshed, he had! and embarked upon me with a rare and loud voice.

"Lizzie!"

As he peeks into my face, he looks a little pitiful like a relieved heart.

The minute I saw that face, yeah, I thought I was home. In reality. I missed you, to Bern in this world.

For some reason the area around my eyes is wet and I get a little cramped and tingled. He cried scattered in his dreams, but even in reality, he cried. Embarrassing.

His head doesn't work though, and he gradually starts to cloud his face anxiously as he looks up at Blur and Bern's face without wiping his tears.

"Are you okay? Do you know where this is?

Trying to say it wasn't a monastery, the back of my head was so painful, I roared wildly as I uh-

When I was surprised by the pain, my back and elbows hurt dull this time.

Oh, wait!? It hurts so much! What!?

I scream in my heart why so many parts of my body hurt, carefully returning to my original leaning position.

But somehow I feel like I remember the pain.

Oh, this is the pain when you push your body from the top!

"Yes, I want to be in a lot of places..."

"Probably because I fell off my back, without taking anything. Lyla sounded awesome from behind, so I looked back and she said you were down.... did you really suddenly, suddenly lose your mind?

"What does that mean?

I've been an idiot from the beginning, but now that I'm more of an idiot because of the blow to my head, I'm not sure what Bern wants to hear. Or my back of the head hurts. Awesome, it hurts.

"... no way, but she didn't do anything to you, did she?

wrinkles between his eyebrows, with a rugged face, he says.

Hmm?

Hmm?

Did Lyla do something to you? Something... ah! Are you being mean? You're being pushed?

"No, no!

In a hurry to deny it, Bern says so and goes back to the somewhat pitiful face he seems worried about again.

Then he shut up and began politely wiping away the tear marks I had left behind. Oh, thank you very much for this.

His hideous and thick-skinned hands feel calm and pleasant.

When I'm feeling a little embarrassed, this time I start touching my pets and forehead and cheeks like I'm heartless.

"What are you doing?

"Confirm"

Of what?

When they are, but remain, they push their cheeks from both sides to force a weird face sticking out of their mouth.

I wonder if I'm exposing myself to a very bad face right now. Not good, mainly a four-letter, very disgraceful feeling, yes, I mean.

"Busa go"

"Don't!

Slap Bern's hand and get out of the forced weird face, but the beaten recoil sounds in the back of his head and sinks abruptly. Damn it!

Speaking, Bern looked like his soul had fallen out, squatting back into the chair placed on my sleeping bed, exhaling for a long time.

What did you want? I don't know what that face is. That's kind of funny.

"Worried..."

"Huh?"

"Lyla came to call me like she was in a hurry, and when I went to see you, you were down in the middle of the hallway, and your face was bright blue, and you wouldn't wake up at all if you called me."

Bern had to cover his face with one hand and listen with a natural whisper because it was what he blurted out to say.

Then again he sighed a long time, groaning that he was really worried, in such a good voice that it would be hard on this one he was listening to.

"For now, it's forbidden to stay up all night again"

With strangely sitting eyes, Bern tells me to emphasise every word. I'm a little scared.

"Oh, sorry"

Is it really the cause of my fall all night?

I can't remember very well, but I just suddenly have my arms stretched out from behind... don't you get so scared when you think about it? It's horror, isn't it?

No, I'm sure that's a hallucination. Let's just say I fell out of anaemia. Yeah, that's good. It was a very strange dream, but I guess that was a dream. Although Bernhardt said something like one or two strange things would happen in the world.

I'm getting a lot clearer on my head.

I've been able to properly understand that I'm waking up from a dream and lying in bed, and I've looked around the room to the extent that it doesn't echo in the back of my head, but all I know is that it's a room somewhere. But, well, you can think of it the way you carried me into a room with a bed in the monastery when I suddenly fell in the hallway.

Bern reached out to me again, as he was anxious that he hadn't. And rub my messy forehead at my fingertips with a slow rhythm. The other hand that was empty shook my hand as I was throwing it out on the bed.

Even if the reason I suddenly collapsed wasn't all night, I feel like I did something pretty bad to make you worry so much.

"I had a dream again."

"Scary dreams of examples?

It's time to shake your head sideways.

"Same, but I wasn't scared. Besides, I don't feel like I'm dreaming anymore."

Bern laughs bitterly when he feels like he doesn't see it.

"Good for you."

My forehead, which was sarcastic and Bern rinsed, slipped on my forehead and I was tickled to fall towards my ear.

You're the only one for him, but not for you. Isn't that a lot?

He resurrected, as Bernhardt's summoning voice fluttered from the water.

I mean, Bern cares about me, and I know exactly what I'm talking about. I was going to take care of him, too, but does Bern think so too?

If so, that seems like a very sad thing.

Maybe it's bad that I've never really liked Bern before.

If I thought so, I would surprise myself with natural, pompous words.

"Me, I like you"

Strangely, nothing of embarrassment or embarrassment springs up, and I keep talking to Bern, who is in a very relaxed mood and is facing a sudden confession.

"I probably like Bern a lot more than I think myself. I love you.... so will you marry me?

Bern held his breath in the face he had eaten, then slowly blinked twice, why he whined so little.

"Why, I don't know if I'll say it first"

Weak and weak, the bed, or Bern stuck over my stomach.

Ugh.

"I was going to prepare a good place, a ring, and propose properly... why would I say it first..."

Or I was going to propose... I wonder if he cared because he cared about me and Ermenhilde.

On the happy side, I don't know if I've done anything wrong.

There was a bump resentment. Blurring as he seemed, he pushed me around the head I put him on.

Hey, hey!

"It's heavy."

"Well, I'm weighing it down."

When I was talked over my stomach, my voice sounded direct and tickled.

"So? Will you marry me?

Turning his face to this one with the thighs and just a little bit, Bern stared at me from between his long forehair, as he had noticed. His grey eyes glitter with chickadees, as if they were glowing themselves.

The only good looking ear seemed slightly red and illuminated.

"Yeah."

Needless to say, my face was so red that it wasn't Bern's ear.

For one thing, I was to return to the city once today.

The monasteries told me that I could stay, but Bern, a man, couldn't stay, and I was thankfully allowed to decline their offer because I was not ill by myself because the bruising marks were just painful.

He also seemed to have given me the feeling that I haven't talked enough yet, and Lyla and I are promising to talk slowly tomorrow.

I watched the view dyed in the sunset as I lay on Bern's back.

I told him it was okay, but he didn't give in hard to mumble me, so he ended up on his back like this for the most part.

The world you see from Bern's back is a lot higher perspective and fresher than what you always see. Every time he walks, he also feels delighted to be on some kind of ride to shake every bit. Except that sometimes, as I recall, people see you passing by.

Away from the monastery, the trees diminish so close to the city that there are no fields around them, so they present a wilderness look. Even in the wilderness, there are tall trees growing here, and there are winter blooming flowers. Plus the whole thing is stained with warm oranges at sunset, so I felt like I missed it somewhere rather than lonely.

"Speaking of which, did you get the answer?

"Of what?

I can easily imagine what you're probably talking about right now. After a moment of silence, Bern says.

"I was wondering if you were cowardly in your previous life or something. I guess that's why you went to see Viola and Lyla, huh?

"Ahhh."

Speaking of which, I was.

Or as if that was my purpose on this journey.

"Hmm, what is it? I didn't get a clear answer..."

I've been so worried, I'm not that worried anymore.

I think it was probably a big thing that Lila thanked me for saying. Maybe I just went to a lot of places and experienced a lot of things, so I just feel like it.

Which one yes, solve it! And I guess it's not even a concise concern that ends.

On the other hand, it's not like I don't feel anything cold and heavy deep down in my heart right now. It's just that something cold and heavy, something like a lump, is much smaller than before.

The road went into a gentle uphill. Bern walks a little slower.

"Me, shall we go down?

"There's nothing like this."

Finally carry me back, he ascends a steeper slope than just now with a firm foothold.

"I'm still not sure about my last life or anything, but I don't think I need to be that sick. If you're cowardly, I'm going to be an evil, outrageous person. Whatever you say, I'm a killer."

Using deliberate and drastic language, Bern seemed to be trying to tamper with me.

"You blame me like that?

"... yeah"

Bern continues with a small nod as satisfied.

"I think correctness is all about whether or not you feel comfortable with it. Even if it wasn't right to look at it from another human being, if it wasn't comfortable with him, it was the right thing for that human being. Besides, whoever you are, you can't live without any burdens, and I like the fact that you're too kind."

Neither justice nor righteousness exist, Bern says.

The claim seems seemingly cold, but it also weighed in because Bern says he has survived a brutal world.

More than that, I felt like my heart lump had gotten a little smaller again when I found out he didn't have to bother me anymore.

"I wonder if so"

"At least I think so."

"Oh well."

Mumbling again, I put a little effort into the force of my arms wrapped around his neck. Instead of saying thank you. I'm sure he'll understand properly, even if he doesn't say so.

Right foot, left foot, and right foot again.

I was drowsy for a while, shaken by Bern's back. I also felt bad about falling asleep saying, it was when he managed to keep consciousness by counting the foot he stepped out as his right foot, his left foot.

"Ah."

Suddenly Pittari and he stopped and stared straight at a point.

As I traced the end of my gaze, I saw something white under a little cliff next to the road. He seemed to see it all at once.

"Wait a minute."

That's how Bern, who put me down from his back, quickly approached the cliff with his long legs, disappeared straight down to the sultry and cliff.

What's up!?

Peek under the cliff as you black-and-white your eyes at his rare quirks. Is it about three or four meters tall? I thought it was a cliff after all, but it seems more right to have a steep slope or something.

Whatever the hell was going on down there, Bern was bending over to the cliffside bushes and doing something terrible.

But then, after less time, he climbs up the slope with something in his hand.

Give him a hand plugged at the end of the slope and help him get up on the road.

"Did something happen down there?

Bern doesn't answer my question, he gently pays for the dirt on his clothes.

And somehow he offered me what he had in his hand like it lit up, trying to deflect him.

It was a branch of elongated cylindrical white flowers on a bell.

It's Erica.

Bernhardt tried to grip me with that dream, white Erica.

I got kind of scared, and I asked him why.

After a moment of neatness, Bern gives a look like he's done it and makes his gaze flicker to the left and right.

"Maybe you don't know?

"What?

Then, as I noticed, I said with a little whisper.

"White Erica is rare, so, uh... I have a legend that giving it to the person I want makes me happy. Once upon a time, Katerina said," I just knew you knew... "

Heh, the white Erica flower has such a romantic legend - what a swallowing thought, then I realized I was the one at the heart of that romantic, and suddenly found the heat gathering on my face.

Bern continues in an excused tone as he himself turns red, as he was followed by me, who turned bright red.

"I just got a proposal from you, and I stopped dressing up and I thought it looked like a good time, so at least I thought this was it... I know I'm doing things that don't suit me, but I'm doing things about you, too."

Looking bewildered for a moment, Bern cut the words.

Then he lowers his brow butt and laughs fluffily.

"I wanted to tell you that I love you."

I'm marrying this guy! and held Bern and wanted to brag to people everywhere.

No, I was the one who was busted earlier. It's physically impossible!

Ha, I'm glad there's a saying that I love this world. Thank you to the person who made it. Then thank you for this world.

... That's disgusting. Me.

And I felt like flying around there, screaming about wah-wah-wah-wah-wah. Whatever it is, you can turn it sideways. I can't sideshift it though.

I couldn't possibly expose myself to such an oddity, though, and I couldn't wait to do it with embarrassment. I covered my face and crouched into the spot with a navel.

You don't do this all the time, thank you Katerina, you look like you have flowers, and your brain stays really busy.

"Didn't you like it?

"No way!"

He was an anxious voice, so he rushes up and denies it. The momentum was too good and my body hurt a little, but I'm more concerned about the temperature that went up so much that I felt hot even though it was winter one way or another. Has summer arrived yet? Where did spring go? Spring is. How ridiculous to think about, I was glad to have been given flowers.

I receive Erika's branches from Bern's hand, which I am glad for.

I felt the flowers on the bell tremble when I sifted and smelled slightly sweet.

"... awesome. Awesome, glad. Thanks."

It feels kind of fluffy at my feet, and itchy, comfortable, strange. But it's not like you never want to...

If nature and laughter were spilling and nibbling, Bern's arms stretched out and he was hugged all the time.

Wow, what is this! What a development! Is that a maiden game!? Oh, no, it's a maiden game, but you're not. Wow! Wow!

I carefully turn my arms around his back so that the flowers I get from him don't crumble.

Um, as big as ever. I feel like the lines are thin around me, but every time I get hugged like this, I'm surprised at the difference in size from myself.

"We'd already been fiancées less than a month after we met, wouldn't we? So I never really thought about it, but there's a stage in the world where you say you're a lover before you become a fiancé."

Bern says this abruptly as he hugs me.

"Yeah? Right."

So what.

Or hot. By being embraced, the heat is pushing its limits. I guess I'll be on fire sometime.

Hands resting firmly on shoulders, face to face.

Hmm? What is it?

"So, there's something I'd like to try."

"I'll tell you what."

"What's the gaze from above..."

No, somehow.

I never put tea in it to deceive you. Yeah, never.

Yes, until I heard what Bern would say next, how dare I be more embarrassed?

"Can I kiss you?

Kiss?

Oh, my God.

What a blur I thought for a moment.

Immediately that's something like a mouthpiece or a kiss, usually a less helpful brain answers.

"Huh!?

Bern laughs bitterly at me for making a barbaric cry. It was like laughing like you knew I would react like this.

"Even?

"Oh, uh, hey, I think we're closed today."

I don't even remember the store opening.

"Do you have business hours?

Grr.

"... None"

"If not, let's do it"

"Why are you so aggressive!?

"Well, I'm a man, too."

"Ear!"

Scream unexpectedly.

"Terrible... People are trying to get permission."

Bern looks plainly hurt and drops his shoulder.

"Oh, I'm sorry. It's not like I don't like it. Just a little surprised."

But, well, that's right. Really? Bern is a boy, too, what is it? Something's suddenly pounding me.

What's this, a maiden game? Is this a maiden game? Where's the choice? Call the developers.

When I'm alone, yeah, roaring, I ask again with the force of not letting you say whether or not Bern switched his expression softly like a lie.

"So, can I?

Got hit. You were acting just now. I didn't mean to take the word for it, but it was just an act.

You plotted it!

... but it's true that I don't like it. Yes, it's never, it's not that I don't like it, I want to do it someday, but I thought I would. Because I'm also a girl at the end of the day...

But, well, I'm an unattractive woman.

"... Iyo"

I was so full of saying.

Bern laughed delightfully with a weird catacotto.

Ugh... how can you be so normal?

Beyond Bern's shoulders, a shadow of the city was visible in the distance. It floats like an illusion in the midst of a sinking day.

It's very quiet here, except for the slight sound of the grass leaves rubbing off when I touch them.

I closed my eyes much harder, thinking that I could do whatever I wanted.

Because at times like this, it's something that closes your eyes, isn't it?

When I close my eyes, I hear a dodgy pulse, like I have a heart right next to my tympanic membrane. It's like blood all over my body is refluxing, and I kind of bother.

I feel Bern exhale nearby all the time, and my body tenses on its own.

Then I could see that his hand was accompanied by a limp on his cheek. My thumb peeks under my eyes several times so I can make a final check.

Then the tension sort of dissolved and the face, which tended to lean over, turned naturally upwards.

Slowly the signs approached me and my lips, not my nose, hit me.

I felt like I was all nervous, but I've never even been in Bern before.

The laughter spilled when I thought so.

"Don't laugh."

I leak my dissatisfied voice and the signs approach me again.

Stick your lips and lips together, even though that's all it is, it was better than any other experience you've ever experienced in your life.

No matter where we came from, we were all ordinary lovers.

Someone hated it, someone admired it, difficult normal.

Plus, I'm happy, so I guess I'm the strongest already.

With that said, Bern smiles like that little trouble I like, and then we do it again? What a way to let it go.

I feel like it's a waste of time to joke about that suggestion, and of course I do! I replied.