I Picked Up a Witch With Amnesia

6. Bullshit – 11

-It was a really long wait.

do you know After that day, the person you are has become like a ray of light in my dark life. The promise I made that day came to me with such a precious meaning.

I knew very well that it was a trivial promise between young children, but I still couldn’t forget you. Why was it? Is it because it’s the only thing I’ve held in my hands since I was born, or is it because it’s all that supports me.

However, it wasn’t bad. Every time I was tired and tired, I could be satisfied with the memories I had with you from time to time and gently touch them. Even that was enough.

Because there was hope. It was because there was hope that at the end of a long solitude and waiting, I would be able to be with him. Because of that hope, I was able to endure this moment no matter how hard it was and find the strength to move forward.

…okay. Until he heard the news that he was engaged to a woman named Sarah Cernard.

So, everything came to an end. To put it likewise, it felt as if everything beneath her feet was collapsing. On that day, no promises, no memories, no oaths, everything that supported her was shattered.

It was the beginning of a long nightmare that would never end easily.

For her, spring was no different from a non-existent season.

****

“My lady, how do you like this dress?”

“…that’s good, that’s very. His hair is also black, so they look pretty good standing together.”

Bianca stood in front of the mirror and examined herself in the black off-the-shoulder dress. The dress that Bianca is currently wearing has a thick and open side slit, revealing her enchanting legs, and a white frill near her chest enhances her elegance even more.

Looking at her own outfit, she was quite satisfied. It seemed like I could stand in front of him without any shame. Because she was also a woman, she always wanted to show only her beautiful appearance in front of the one she loved.

“…if he is, are you referring to Sir Cain?”

Bianca nodded and answered the maid’s doubtful question.

“So, who else would I be with?”

As she said that, Bianca smiled slightly without even realizing it. After answering like this, she felt as if she had really become his fiancée.

…No, on second thought, it was clear that she was his fiancée. Although there was a political transaction between Estelle and Castana behind his engagement, this fact was not known to the public.

The world only knew that his engagement to him was the result of pure love. Because Cain made such a declaration at the last banquet. he says he loves her that I would always be by her side.

“…Whoops.”

Yes. She was his fiancee. In the past, a hateful woman named Sarah Cernard had taken the seat next to him, but that was all in the past. Because at this moment, the person who decided to be with him, promise a future with him, and share everything with him was none other than Bianca.

Therefore, it is never wrong for oneself to spend time with him. For example, taking a walk with him in the small backyard behind the Castana marquis family would be nothing more than a very ordinary thing for two lovers in an engaged relationship.

For that brief encounter with him, Bianca had been hanging in front of the mirror since morning. Because it was not easy to choose what to wear. What on earth should I wear to look good on myself, and how should I dress up to look like a pair of lovers? It was fun just to let my imagination run wild, and I didn’t even have time to think about boredom.

Originally, she had no interest in decorating herself. Even the clothes she wore on a daily basis were all clothes that emphasized activity, but she had never in her life ever cared about how she would be seen by others.

However, today such an act was very enjoyable. I couldn’t stop laughing just imagining what kind of expression he would make when he saw himself dressed up.

Suddenly, Bianca wondered if this was the daily life of other ordinary women. Did other women always feel the same way they feel now? I wonder if they casually got this feeling that makes my heart overflow and feels vaguely nostalgic just by thinking of someone.

…But now he didn’t have to envy them. Because, it won’t be long before that day comes to you too.

It was finally tomorrow. Tomorrow, in the family of the Marquis of Castana, Cain von Estel and Bianca del Castana’s engagement ceremony was scheduled to be held. All the guests present will congratulate the engagement between the two prestigious families. and at the end-

“…Lady, lady!”

“…Ah, did you call? What happened?”

Deep in thought, she didn’t even recognize that the lady-in-waiting next to her was calling her.

“miss. Since the weather is still a bit chilly, your shoulders may feel a little sore, so how about wearing this? I thought this would go well with the dress you are wearing.”

Saying that, the maid handed Bianca a light beige cape shawl. However, Bianca just shook her head slightly as she saw it.

“It happened. You don’t have to wear it. After all, this body is not the body that feels chills from the cold.”

Bianca, who had received the ‘blessing of mana’ since birth, was not so weak that her body shuddered from the chill. In addition, 10 years later, to her, who had experienced the extreme cold brought on by the witch of winter, the spring cold was no different from a cool breeze.

“Critically, wouldn’t my appearance look too neat if I put something like that on my shoulders?”

“…yes?”

The lady-in-waiting blinked as she couldn’t understand Bianca’s words for a moment. And Bianca smiled bashfully as she lightly touched her white shoulder without any blemishes.

“I don’t know anything about my man, but I’ve heard rumors. After all, aren’t men more interested in things that sneakily look like this?”

****

‘…It’s desolate.’

That was the thought that came to my mind as soon as I saw the garden located behind the Marquis of Castana. Even to me, an outsider with no interest in gardening and not even the slightest bit of artistic flair, the condition of the garden of the Marquis of Castana was truly dire.

Even the Duke of Estelle, who was short of money and could not afford a modest budget for decorating the garden, did not leave the garden unattended to this extent.

At least, the Duke of Estel tried to plant seasonal flowers and shape the flower beds, but in the garden of the Marquis of Castana, it was hard to find even a trace of such minimal effort. In the garden, only evergreen trees with green leaves were planted in abundance, and the only flowers bloomed were obscure wild flowers, such as forget-me-nots.

Originally, a family’s garden was a space used for receiving outside guests, and in a sense, considering that it was a symbol of the family, the garden of the Marquis of Castana could not be said to be normal. There was no

…Now, it would be much more surprising if wizards who were not interested in anything but magic actually had a happy hobby of gardening in the backyard.

And in that sense, Bianca, walking around humming and saying that she likes a desolate garden like this, could not help but be an outlier among wizards.

I had concluded that the race of wizards were all psychopaths who had withered away their sensibility, but I had never imagined that Bianca would have such girl-like sensibility.

It was then. Bianca, who was looking around the garden with a rather excited expression, smiled softly at me and then slipped her arms around my left arm.

“…Bianca, what are you doing?”

“What are you doing? You’re just doing the obvious thing as a fiancé? If you don’t even cross your arms on the subject of being a lover, where is that a lover? I hope you don’t forget It means that we are now externally in a romantic relationship.”

“…..”

Seeing Bianca reply as if it were natural, I was at a loss for words without even realizing it. Hagiiya, as she said, it might have been only natural for a fiancée to cross his arms. At the same time, I couldn’t even properly hold Sarah’s wrist, who had been my fiancé for many years, and I was just standing in the middle of the day.

“…Rather than that, can’t we talk while walking?”

I nodded silently as Bianca whispered softly to me. Arm in arm, she and I began to slowly cross the garden of the Marquis of Castana. I don’t know why, but today’s Bianca seemed very mild compared to usual.

“Cain. Can I ask you something?”

“…What?”

“How do I look today?”

Saying that, Bianca took a step back from me with her hands behind her back. Bianca’s overall appearance against the wild flowers blooming randomly in the garden caught my eye.

The first thing that caught my eye was the fact that her white shoulders were casually exposed. In an instant, the wind blows. A gust of wind blew her hair and her black dress slightly. Seeing such a situation, my mouth spat out a certain word without even realizing it.

“…Pretty.”

“Pretty? really?”

I nodded as I watched Bianca take a step closer, her eyes twinkling at my thoughtless compliment. And at my meaningless compliment, Bianca gave me a faint smile.

“A compliment, I got it… from you…”

Saying that, Bianca took a step closer to the flower bed where wild flowers were blooming randomly. Then, while squatting in front of the flower bed, he gently caressed the flowers with one hand.

“Cain, can you pick this flower?”

“…you want me to break it?”

“yes. Cut it off, I want you to give it to me. It’s not very difficult. do it quickly.”

“…..”

If it’s not difficult, I can’t understand why he’s asking me to do it instead of doing it himself. I don’t like getting dirt on my hands because I’m a girl who grew up with dignity.

I sighed softly and picked an unknown wild flower lying in front of her and handed it to her. And, as soon as she received the flowers from me, her face brightened.

Truly, this girl was, in the past, now, and in the future, a woman with strange hobbies who enjoyed making outrageous favors to others.

“…hahaha, Bianca. You really like flowers.”

“…I?”

“Yes, the other day, in the garden of Duke Estelle, you loved the flowers, too. That’s great too.”

I still remember. Bianca caressing the hyacinth blooming in the garden of the Duke of Estelle, not knowing what to do.

And, at my words, Bianca kicks and smiles mischievously.

“No way. Cain. You know nothing about women.”

Saying that, Bianca muttered to me in a very small voice, holding the unknown wild flower I had just picked and holding it in her hands as if it were very precious.

“…Actually, I don’t really like flowers.”