Somehow, The Villainess Who Regressed in Time Lost Her Magic Power, so She Turned into a Secluded Maiden

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I don’t remember…

Anna can now understand in a word that Anna has lost all of her memory.

“Do you know Mr. Rachel?

“No…… It’s okay, I’m sorry I asked you something weird.”

Ms. Anna looked at me strangely and expressed her doubts, but I feel thirsty and sip the tea in front of me.

“You interrupted the conversation. Come on, have it.”

“Thank you. Okay, I’ll take it.”

I feel lonely.

Apart from the way Anna did it, she was someone who wanted to live without giving up her life.

Such a sense of loss for her disappearing as if she hadn’t been there from the beginning remains empty in my chest.

In what she called “This World,” I knew her, as only one.

Still, I guess Anna hasn’t changed herself.

I’m sure Anna’s soul and Anna are together, so I’m sure Anna still has her shards.

Yes, I smiled at Anna as I told myself.

Anna nodded at my words, too, and when she cheeked Manju, she opened her eyes and leaked her voice without thinking, “Yummy……”

I also try to take a bite. As with Anna, at first I hold the manju described as the one with the cream, and I try to take a bite.

Then, the cheeks unwittingly loosen to the just right sweetness of the custard cream in the fluffy skin.

Because it’s cream, or it goes very well with tea. Sweet cream. Straight tea neutralizes and refreshes the mouth.

Sure, Samuel said that a different kind of tea would suit Anko, but they haven’t been drunk in this country, and Samuel just never made tea either. He said he could make other teas as well as tea with the same tea leaves, but I don’t know the details.

Still, this treat called manju.

It looks round and cute but very easy to eat and delicious.

“It’s true! It’s delicious. Maybe I’ll try the anchovies next time……

Oh, Miss Anna?

I look up without a response from Anna.

Then Mr. Anna stared blindly at the manju.

“Mr. Anna? What’s the matter with you?

From Anna’s eyes, who was just staring at Manju to eat in, as if she hadn’t heard my inquiry or something, there were pounding and tears.

I wasn’t the only one surprised by that, but Anna herself raised her face in such a way that she didn’t know why she was overflowing with tears.

“Why… why, tears…”

“I wonder what’s wrong. Does it hurt anywhere? What’s the matter with you?

“No, the… if you were eating this treat, with nature…”

“Want a manju?

“It’s like I ate it somewhere… and it tastes nostalgic”

Do you miss it?

Is it similar to the taste of memories?

Anna wiped her tears with a handkerchief, but still doesn’t seem to stop crying.

Large tears emerge from his big eyes and disappear into a handkerchief.

“… I have eaten this…”

Pottori and a small grunt, Anna put the handkerchief on her lap, holding the manju that there was another anchor in her hand, and took a bite after a tentative look to make up her mind.

Then Anna, who got a hazy look as if she noticed something, stood up rattled on the spot like she was in a panic.

“A, Mr. Anna?

“Mr. Rachel!

“Yes, sir”

“Um, the guy just now! Who was that earlier?!?

“Earlier?… uh, who could it be? Could it be about Samuel?

As Anna stood up vigorously and turned her big yellow eyes toward me, she inquired in an incisive manner.

When I respond in a way that is pushed by that momentum, I say my mouth without speaking out to think about something “Samuel?” I could only see it moving.

And Anna keeps that momentum going early enough to the door of the room, opening the door and trying to leave the room. The action doesn’t look very much like what the Virgin Anna Carroll does, I have no idea what’s going on, and it just gets taken lightly.

But it was for a moment that I was watching Pocan and his actions, and I immediately regained my sanity and I said, “Mr. Anna!” Chasing after him as he called.

Exiting the room through the open door, there was Anna standing in the hallway looking straight ahead only.

“What’s wrong? I’m surprised you popped up so suddenly.”

Ask that Anna over her back and exhale “Phew” so that she can calm her heart beat, which is surprisingly slightly faster. Still, no response came back to my response, and when I stood next to Anna in suspicion, Anna stared at just one point, sparkling her eyes as she trembled with joy, blushing her upbeat cheeks.

As I followed that gaze, I stopped at a certain person.

Who is that person?

It’s Samuel.

Looks like Samuel is about to push the wagon that would have had the treats on it earlier to get back to the cooking area.

I can’t really follow my understanding of why I’m staring at Samuel so enthusiastically, and I move my gaze next to Anna trying to speak to her again.

Anna called out loud to Samuel as she took a step forward.

“Makoto!

Makoto…… huh?

What did Anna say now?

Didn’t you say Makoto?

Various questions run around at once, but not quite.

I think we should calm Anna down for now, but the Anna said the same person’s name again and again.

“Makoto! Makoto!”

“Um, Mr. Anna. He… Samu…”

Is there any misunderstanding or what?

I turn my gaze toward Samuel, trying to talk about Samuel.

Then, like a conditional reflex, Samuel, who noticed his voice, turned around pah.

And Samuel, who from time to time has a friendly and serene smile for everyone, is also different from that smile.

With a warm smile that is very soft and directed at a special opponent.

“What’s up? Apricots.”

That’s what I replied.

But when Samuel gives a hazy look in an instant, he looks around with a thinly suspended eye open to the extreme, as surprised by his utterance.

And he took me in sight and made me look pale all at once.

But it was Anna who was next to me who moved with that response.

As she rushed out of the scene momentum, Samuel jumped straight in.

Anna was crying out loud like a child as she spun her arm firmly against Samuel’s back.

Samuel is also plainly confused as he busily sends his face to and from her and me after taking her by surprise.

Anna cries but mouths the same person’s name over and over again from her mouth. He talks hard to tell them, holding on to “Makoto-kun,” “I missed you,” and “Ann,” over and over.

Samuel also said, “Apricot!? You’re an apricot!” Grabbing Anna’s shoulder and peeking into her face as she was surprised. Besides, Anna shook her neck vertically over and over again, further distorting her tear-shaken face.

I was watching them from a little further away, and I just stood there blindly.

I understood at that moment that Anna, still calling to Samuel “Makoto,” was a heartfelt grin, different from the one I had seen before.

The smile was the sparkliest and most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen of her.

And I understood at the same time.

That her Makoto-kun was Samuel and that Anne, who should have disappeared once, was back again.

Beyond my gaze, Mr. Anna doesn’t try to leave me holding onto Samuel.

Samuel’s face against me also felt my breasts get hot in the way that there was confusion and yet no joy was hidden.