NOVEL NEXT Chapter 21.2
Stage 1-21. Feelings Going Too Far
“Your hair is so beautiful. I can tell you take great care of it every day. It’s easy to see why everyone likes you, Karen.”
“I was wondering what that fresh, floral scent was, and it turns out it’s you, Karen. I thought you were a goddess.”
“Your skin is so smooth, Karen. It’s like a snow fairy’s.”
Recently, my childhood friend has been acting strange.
He’s showering me with compliments that I’d never expect from him.
But, well, that aside…
“Hehe… hehehehe.”
After making sure no one’s around, I let a grin spread across my face.
I pull out the diary I keep hidden in my uniform pocket and jot down the recent events.
“Ouga complimented me…”
Ouga is my prince.
Yes, we’ve been tied together by fate since we were children.
I was so weak back then, that even my own maid would mock me.
Born out of a political marriage, I often thought I wasn’t meant to exist.
That was until the day Ouga extended his hand to me.
Ouga was amazing.
He paved his own way and overcame any obstacle in front of him.
I admired how strong he was.
“When I said that, it meant you’re mine now.”
When he told me that, my body trembled with joy.
The feeling of being needed. I knew I could devote my life to him.
…Looking back, wasn’t that Ouga’s way of proposing to me when we were little?
He protected me from the ones who bullied me. There was no benefit to sticking with a crybaby like me…
That must be it.
Yes. Ouga is in love with me.
So, we’re in love with each other.
Let’s get married.
“Hey, Ouga-kun. Do that thing for me too, the one you’re doing for Karen.”
“I won’t. Absolutely not.”
“Aww, don’t be stingy!”
“You’ve gotten a lot bolder lately…”
I watch the two of them chatting affectionately from the hallway.
…That should be my special spot.
Lately, the number of times we stop to chat whenever we pass each other has been increasing.
Naturally, that’s been drawing attention from the other students too.
I’ve started hearing rumors like, “Ouga Vellet is trying to court Karen Revetzenka.”
Well, I don’t mind that at all.
He hasn’t seriously said it yet, but maybe he’ll propose again soon?
This time, I’ll give him my proper answer.
I don’t mind throwing away the Revetzenka name.
For our honeymoon, the Water City of Froja or the Flower Garden of Lilicela would be lovely.
Both are famous tourist spots, and I’m sure we’d have a wonderful time.
Not in a mansion, but in a small house where we can enjoy our time together, just the two of us, without any maids.
Oh, but I want at least five kids—
“Karen-sama.”
—A familiar voice snaps me back to reality.
The person speaking is a child from a branch family of the Revetzenkas.
One of the spies my father hired to keep an eye on me.
“You have a tea party scheduled with Prince Arnia soon. We should get going.”
“…I know.”
Ugh, such a dreary time awaits me.
My daydreams come to an end, and reality starts closing in again.
…Why isn’t Ouga my fiancé?
Suppressing the feeling of being dragged away, I leave to spend time with someone I don’t even care about.