Chapter 12.3 (1/2)

Chapter 12.3

PART III

…. It’s something I understood.

That people care about me because of my body. (TN: This b.i.t.c.h. Imma curse you into the infinite torture of h.e.l.l! Repent, b.i.a.t.c.h!)

I don’t have any plans to be conceited at all. However, once I get told of it directly, my chest tightened as if it was being squeezed. (TN: Don’t worry Sheryl. Imma squeeze the heart out of that side character for you!)

It’s as if she’s telling me I have no other redeeming qualities other than the Dreaming Illness

How ironic.

To think that the one I want to get rid the most has become my only worth.

[Originally, the Barons are nothing for Rafael-sama at all . That’s why it’s might be easy to misunderstand. However, it’s shameless to extort something from Rafael-sama.]

Just when I thought she was referring to the time he a.s.sisted me towards the cla.s.sroom, apparently, she thought that the pen Rafael gave me was something I asked him to buy.

She continues talking.

[If you’re Rafael-sama’s friend, there shouldn’t be anything you can’t get, right? I understand the attraction. However, that person is already fed up with that kind of speculation. I can still sympathize with you from my heart.] (TN: b.i.t.c.h, that’s so not needed.)

[Nothing I can’t get….?]

[Hey! How rude of you to interrupt while Claudette-sama is still talking!] (TN: Shut up, Mob whoever!)

When I spoke out the words that caught my attention, the girl couldn’t hold back raising her voice.

Schpudreine stopped her by raising her hand.

[It should be a matter of course with Rafael-sama’s status. Rafael-sama is an extremely attractive person himself, so it’s natural that he has a lot of wonderful things gathered. But all of those solely belongs to Rafael-sama. They’re something that you can’t ask even by mistake.]

[Among them…]

Does the one I want amongst all of those?

Before I managed to ask that question, a knock came from the door.

The ladies, including Schpudreine, furrowed their brows, and the lady who answered the door let out a cry that almost sounded like a scream.

[What’s the matter?]

[Rafael-sama…!] (TN:YES!)

When she saw Rafael enter the room, Schpudreine hurriedly stood up to greet him.

While wondering if it would be better if I also stood up, I watch the chain of events happening as if it’s none of my business.

The scene of the two standing together felt so unreal that it looked otherworldly. I bow my head down thinking I’m originally not part of it.

When Rafael saw me, he trudged towards me and sat next to me.

His face looks so steep it makes me want to keep my distance.

[I would like you to explain this, Claudette. Why did you send Bedford away?]

[That’s….. The only person I have business with is him alone.]

[Do you not understand why Bedford is by Sheryl’s side? She’s told to be by his side at all times so that in case he suffers a seizure or any sort of trouble, she’ll be able to carry him and look for help immediately. Shouldn’t that be something obvious once you think about it for a bit? To look down on her social status and have her go back…. I’m very disappointed in you.]

[Ah…]

Although he’s not shouting, Rafael’s tone was so cold that even I, who’s next to him, cowered.

Even now, Schpudreine who has been struck with his words looks like

she’s about to cry.

[Rafael, I also told Welmina that it’s fine to go back. If I didn’t, she wouldn’t have left.]

[Isn’t it all because of Claudette? Even being thoughtless has its limit. What did you talk about? It better be worth it to only single out Sheryl and leave Bedford out of it.]

[…………]

She must be feeling really down, Schpudreine’s head was still hanging low.

Rafael’s mood seems to have plummeted even more seeing the state she’s in.

[Are you unable to answer me?]

[….Uhm… to Bashral-san, the n.o.bility’s conduct…]

[You better not tell me that all this is for something as simple as that.]

[…………]

Rafael was criticizing Schpudreine but it’s not entering my ears.

I wonder why, even though I usually grow nervous every time Rafael moves.

As I watch the two of them interacting, my head was floating somewhere, it’s as if I was watching him through a gla.s.s window.

The words I hear from Schpudreine before echoes in my head.

Rafael, who has noticed that there seems to be something wrong with me places his hand on my shoulder.

[Sheryl, what’s wrong?]

[…Rafael, I have a question.]

[Go ahead.]

[Is it true that Rafael can get anything?]

[Were you talking about such a thing?]

Rafael glances at Schpudreine after hearing my words. Her trembling appearance enters the corner of my eyes.

Usually, I won’t say something like this.

But there seems to be something wrong with me. The words are coming out from my mouth without my consent.

[Can you acquire the cure for the Dreaming Illness?]

[Sheryl…. That’s…]

[Please, I need it no matter what! We might be able to make it if it’s now! I’m begging you, Rafael! If I can get the cure, I can give you my life!!!]

It’s a life that was originally lost.

If it can be exchanged with the cure, I’ll do anything.

I desperately cling to Rafael.