The saint hates the grand duke-4

Memories were not always reliable.

Isn’t it a memory that is distorted as time goes by and something that you don’t know intervenes and changes?

I couldn’t always recall the same memories.

If it’s not a strong and shocking memory, maybe the memory itself can’t be trusted.

– Adele, are you leaving tomorrow?

-Didn’t you tell me yesterday? I plan to go tomorrow morning and return at night. You just have to play with Buntana in moderation.

– Even so, I think you had something to say to yourself. Seeing that you called me here.

It was a memory that always stopped at the same spot.

He found Robert dying in the middle of the snowy field, and brought it to him as his subordinate.

In my memory, Robert seemed desperate for something.

I couldn’t flexibly deal with the name Taylor like I do now.

Rather, I avoided the name, and tended to avoid going anywhere near the center.

I think many things are different.

The Robert in my memory was more emotionally expressive than he is now, and he wasn’t as calm about everything as he is now.

Sometimes I reacted violently to his own words, and sometimes I had other feelings alone.

Adele was no fool.

As for what kind of emotions the viewer was looking at, he was in a state of noticing to some extent.

It was clear what he thought of Robert at the time.

I think I probably had similar feelings.

Because he had been together for a long time and was someone who could understand his loneliness.

It was the same at that time that he overlapped with his father.

Adele didn’t like it very much when Robert went far away from her, as it always seemed to disappear.

– You’re still not sending me away.

-Because I’m anxious.

– Well, I think it’s good too. Being together is still… good. in my own way.

return.

Not the life we live now, but the life of the previous episode that only Robert remembers intact.

It was the same that I couldn’t believe it easily even after hearing the explanation.

But what I was curious about was the question of whether Robert had lived as much as the time he had spent with him.

Robert at that time was also already in a state of maturity.

Even then, he certainly wouldn’t have had time to pick up the sword, but he doubted it even though he was going to do it at the word talent.

And the question still hasn’t gone away. He even knew that the prince was the cause of the life he had lived with and the death in that life.

That’s probably why he warned.

He had written such words in the letter, asking himself not to meet with the prince.

Adele laughed bitterly in the cold night wind.

What I heard from Robert gave me quite a different shock.

The memories of the past that he now holds were also his own emotions, so they were affecting even the present himself.

We were together for 3 years, and we met again in this life and faced each other for a month.

Robert looked even more dangerous than he had in memory.

It wouldn’t be strange if it collapsed any moment, but it bothered me to see it smiling casually.

I would rather help if you said it was hard, but I didn’t like it when you acted like you didn’t need anyone’s help.

I’m honestly annoyed.

The act of moving without even thinking about it. What does my existence mean to Robert?

I know that I once had a love affair.

It wasn’t one-sided.

Didn’t they know each other to each other, even though they didn’t move on to a relationship?

Even so, the secret still existed.

Although he had heard the incomprehensible word of return, he had also heard that he and Robert had already been together in a previous life.

It was quickly discovered that this was not all.

If he had been bitten, would he have told me about another life?

Though she probably thought so, Adele didn’t ask any more about him.

…it was a feeling.

The feeling that I shouldn’t ask any more, that there must be a reason why Robert is only talking about this.

Perhaps the ‘grace of not remembering’ that I had heard before also originated from Robert’s return.

I would like to know. However, there is no way to know.

The gap between Robert and himself was still there, and it was a distance he couldn’t reach no matter how much he stretched out his hand.

Adele’s feelings of the past and the present were mixed, and it was quite complicated.

No matter how much I let out my breath, the stuffiness didn’t go away.

“I do not know.”

Adele muttered.

Adele still couldn’t sleep even while the shadows that had been darkening the room disappeared as the light that gradually brightened was cast over the windows.

“What kind of scenery do you see and what do you feel? What I am to you… I have no idea.”

I always laugh, but why do I want to see you cry?

Adele’s hand moved slowly down her face. I want Robert to cry a lot.

Then it seemed more reassuring.

I just want to hug you and give you a hug. However, it seemed that this uneasiness would not go away if I only showed smiles forever.

A glass doll that could break at any moment, Adele felt that Robert was just like that.

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The day has passed. I confided to Adele ‘somewhat’ about my regression, but I didn’t expect much of a change from it.

In fact, I didn’t even talk about all 100 lives,

I only described the life Adele recalled and the fact that I had already died a few times.

I didn’t think of being understood, and I didn’t have the heart to win sympathy.

It just seemed pretty difficult to be honest.

He thought he had killed Theresia and had been doing well, but as expected, his mind was not so easily settled.

What I thought I would say one day eventually came out of my mouth.

The more Adele recalls, the more detailed my story will be, but in the end it’s all about one life.

If something changes with that, it will be rather strange.

Let’s not just think

As I walked out of the room with this in mind, I happened to encounter a familiar face.

“ah.”

When our eyes met, a voice leaked out without my knowledge, and I awkwardly scratched my cheek and said hello.

“…good morning.”

“Thanks to someone, I slept very well, so I can’t say goodbye.”

Adele’s complexion was not very good.

Maybe I was up all night. I smiled a little because I was sorry, and Adele, smiling after me, strode toward me.

My back hit the wall at such an abrupt approach.

It was a gap that others might misunderstand, but Adele came closer and looked at me intently.

Apparently, because of the height difference, she was looking up at me,

The atmosphere was never funny.

After looking at each other without saying anything, Adele lightly caressed my cheek for a moment and smiled.

“Isn’t this a dream?”

And then open the distance again. It seemed like he wanted to check something.

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Judging from the answer, it was not a dream, so maybe I was mistaken for an illusion.

As I touched the spot where my hand had briefly touched, Adele’s gaze reached mine.

“I touched it for a while. I wonder if what I’m seeing isn’t a dream again. You should have come out of your dreams so often.”

“Did I come out of your dream again today?”

“No, because I couldn’t sleep. I thought it was a dream to see now.”

Adele was surprisingly calm.

I thought he would be confused, but he seemed to have cleared his thoughts in his own way.

I couldn’t help but wonder what he was thinking of me.

Can’t you just ask directly?

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Just staring at it, Adele then turned slightly and gave up her seat.

“Let’s walk first. I think I was going to eat anyway.”

The distance to the restaurant is quite far.

It’s Adrian. The priests take care of it, and joining her is always an afternoon.

Since I had free time in the morning, I was able to spend time with Adele.

But why is it awkward to walk like this?

Actually, it’s my fault for talking about regression, but I was thinking about what to say first.

It was Adele who broke the silence.

“I decided not to think about what you said yesterday for the time being.”

“…Is that so?”

“After all, it’s the previous life. Come now, nothing will change. In the end, I only heard that it was different from then and now.”

There was nothing wrong with Adele’s words. That’s right.

After all, it was a previous life, and even if I remembered it, nothing changed in this life.

No matter how much I think of the past, I have no choice but to focus on the present.

It was just amazing how easily it was done. How long did it take for me to come to that conclusion?

Looking at her with that in mind, Adele opened her mouth with a frown.

“Does it look like you have any complaints?”

“It’s not like that, it’s because it’s strange.”

“I like you more. I actually can’t believe dying over and over again, and it’s just more amazing that you’re here like this.”

There was a cloud of worry in her blue eyes like water.

It’s a bit brusque, but I knew that Adele was worried about me.

It was because he was worried about me that he had acted like that since we met earlier.

I thought walking like this wasn’t bad. Come to think of it, it’s been quite a while since the two of us walked together.

As if they were almost touching, they walked while maintaining a precarious gap where the backs of their hands barely grazed.

Sometimes, even if the intervals of steps are matched, they are wrong again. I was worried about Adele walking for some reason.

Match your stride, set the direction of your feet.

It seemed like this was often the case when I was walking in the past. Do you still remember Adele?

It is a feeling of the past. Even if you recall that memory, the feelings then and now cannot be the same.

I’ve died dozens of times more than before, and Adele wasn’t ready to accept her memories yet.

It was only when the strides matched perfectly that I realized that Adele was staring at me.

“…Since when have you been watching?”

“From the beginning.”

When asked, Adele replied with a calm expression.

I might be a bit ashamed

I don’t know if Adele recalled this, or else I was just fooling around.

A clear voice came to me.

“There is no need to be ashamed. I, too, have been watching you walk since before.”

“that-“

“It means you are not the only one who remembers. I, too, now remember.”

Even if you walk casually, your steps completely overlap.

I wasn’t doing it alone. Adele’s feet stop abruptly, then follow my steps and step forward again.

Adele was also watching my steps.

Realizing this, I looked at Adele, and she turned her head again and pursed her lips.

“It’s okay if you come to me sometimes and talk about other things. You can tell me about a memory that only you know about, and if there’s something I’ve come up with, I’d love to tell you about it.”

“You might be confused.”

“Does not matter. It’s the same with me, who recalled that this was a memory anyway. Just, you can come to me when you have a headache. You can just look at it without saying anything, sometimes.”

Adele’s eyes met again.

Their footsteps were so staggered that they stopped and looked at each other with their backs to the temple before they knew it.

“You can lean on me.”

Adele smiled and spoke again. It was a slightly distressed expression.

As if it was just my illusion that he might be confused, Adele, who completely shed her yesterday’s appearance, opened her mouth.

“Like I said, I won’t be thinking about you for a while, but I have to say one thing.”

“What if you were going to tell me?”

“When you’re alone, call me by name. So… just like before.”

The old times she was talking about must have meant the memories of the past. He smiles for a moment and nods his head.

It wasn’t difficult to call him by name.

It was more comfortable that way for me. At least, rather than calling him Grand Duke.

“Adele.”

Adele laughed when she said the name after a long time.

Uncharacteristic of her, her smile was so warm, it was as if she could hear the beating of her heart.

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