59 Volume 2 Chapter 15: Reconciliation
(Walson)
"So, are you now aware of what mistakes you had made?"
Not trusting myself to speak correctly, I just nodded my head. Due to how much wine I drank, my head felt heavy.
"So you say, what mistakes did you make?"
"I have been torturing Grace with my indifference, I'm sorry about that." After saying so, I chugged another glass of wine down my throat, at this point, I can't tell anymore which direction is south, and which one is the north.
"What else?"
"I'm sorry for disappointing Grace at her coming-of-age ceremony."
"It's useless to tell me these words. If you know you're wrong, it better to tell Grace these words herself, here, drink more."
"Woooo..." When I finally fell on the table, body filled with exhaustion, I could hardly see anything clearly, everything that I saw was blurred.
"And the man went down." In my blurred vision, I vaguely caught the sight of Barella standing up. "Lastly, I have a question for you, you like Grace, right?"
"Do I like grace?.... Maybe, but . . . . we are still young, so what I'm feeling is not necessarily liking, perhaps it's something else."
"Yeah, that's it, I can't do this anymore, forget it, think about this issue for yourself, it's getting late, so I'll go back first." It was already dark.
After talking to Barella about everything that happened between me and Grace so far, the elf immediately called me 'stupid' and directly pointed out that I was jealous.
...Jealous.
Ha, combined with my past life age, my mental age is already hovering around age…... huh? How old am i?
Since when did I forget it?
Bah, who cares... Anyway, liking fifteen-year-old Grace from the standpoint of an uncle like me is a crime.
The notion of an older person marrying a younger person, in fact, is not uncommon, even in the modern world that i'm previously from, much less in a fantasy world that i am now.
I may be stubborn and refuse to admit that I like Grace... But the feeling of affection toward Grace does exist, that is something that I can't lie to, not even to myself.
This world is not a game.
My previous life is long gone, and I am now living as Walso.
And I really like Grace, haha.
When I regained consciousness, I felt that I was lying on something soft.
I'm lying down on the hard floor, and yet my head was placed on something warm…. It also has a nice scent…. A lap pillow?
Is it Melon? What a nice girl…
When I opened my eyes, I froze.
"...Walson."
Damn it! I was just thinking of you!
You know I only admitted to liking you one, two, three... seven lines ago, why did you suddenly appear!
"...Hmm." I tried to speak, and suddenly remembered that I was in a hangover state, so I can't speak all that well, and I also must smell awful.
Why is Grace here...? Ah... It's your work isn't it Barella! I know nothing good would come out from associating with you!
"...your wound..." I only realized now that Grace's eyes were red.
... Have I ever seen her cry before?
…. I'm so sorry.
"Hey, it's ok, I'm super tough and have regeneration... er... huh?" It's at that moment I noticed something particular about myself.
The clothes that I wore right now, and the ones that I wore when I passed out, are different! Someone changed it when I was unconscious!
Then I saw Melon bobbing her head up and down at me.
... Well done.
...But, have you seen every crook of my naked body?
Ah, anyway, I'm a boy and it's okay to be stared at... huh? It seems that something strange is about to awaken?
"...But, I attacked Walson..."
Ah, I'm sorry for overthinking, Grace.
I really can't get mad at you, Grace.
"That can't be considered an attack, it's just a greeting from a friend." It's better to use such an unscrupulous tone at this time... right?
"...I'm sorry, for earlier..."
"Huh? I should be the one who apologize, my stupidity just ruined your coming-of-age ceremony after all"
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"..." Grace didn't speak, but just looked at me.
I looked at her too, while lying down on her soft thighs.
Our communication breaks down in odd places.
We fell into a stalemate in silence.
...I remembered being scolded by Barella for being inconsiderate.
"Grace," I said.
"...?"
"I'm sorry." I tried to smile, but I got the feeling that it doesn't look as good as I intended it to.
"...Why?"
"For the unreasonable troubles I caused during this period."
"...What else?"
"Uhhhh…... Sorry to turn your coming of age ceremony into a very unhappy occasion?"
"...No."
"Uh? Sorry to not send my gift to you in person?"
"...No."
"Umm.. sorry for not eating together with you yesterday... Ouch! Don't! Don't! Grace, don't twist my ears! ! !"
"...Obviously, it's also Walson's coming-of-age ceremony day, But Walson didn't make himself happy."
"Ah….Sorry."
"...Um, i'm sorry too, because, I want to be together with Walson again, like before."
After saying so, Grace puffed up her mouth, and both of her hands suddenly clapped both sides of my cheeks.
Ahhh, it hurts, even if it's coming from you, Grace!
But, I laughed.
I suddenly found myself feeling a lot more carefree, I wonder why?
"...Hey, Happy coming-of-age."
". . . Um, happy coming-of-age."
After some clapping from both of us and clap and clap, Grace clapped her hand and suddenly, a gift box fell on my chest.
Oh! I totally forgot about it!
Exchanging gifts! yeah!
"Hey! Thanks!" I sat up, but Grace stopped me when I was about to tore open the gift packaging.
"...wait." She lowered her head slightly, blushing, fidgeting and wriggling her body, "...wait, wait for me, to go back to class." Then, she stood up.
"...Going to class, bye Walson." After Grace finished speaking, she disappeared, leaving some particles behind.
Ahh... even though we had just reconciled, it's fine i guess.
So I opened the gift.
It's a jewel necklace and... a new [Ender Pearl].
This is... a necklace made of guardian stones, right?
A magic tool that can open a small barrier around the user after injecting it with magic power, and the red gemstone in the necklace grants it a beautiful luster.
This is a high price item, right? Last I heard, it's at least 10 gold coins or more.
...Ugh, thank you, Grace, I have received your message.
At this point, I felt my shoulders being tapped.
"Huh?" I turned around, and something soft placed itself on my lips.
...! ! ! ! !
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Feeling the warmth remaining on my lips, Grace's pleasant smell was imprinted in my mind.
I opened my eyes wide and looked at Grace in front of me.
No, what i see is not the ender girl herself, rather, only the particles left by Grace teleportation, and the words that I vaguely heard from her mouth makes my heartbeat go a little faster.
"...There is something, I forgot to say, actually, I like Walson the most."
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After that, I don't really remember what I did that day.
I was so happy that my head was dizzy.
As for the gift for the coming-of-age ceremony, besides the guardian stone necklace and [Ender Pearl] from Grace, Melon also gave me a dagger made of the Ground dragon's reverse scale.
It turns out that you also put a lot of thought into my gift huh, Melon, I'm grateful.
...It's just that the technique on the making of the dagger is messy, but still, thank you Melon.
It seems that in her hometown, giving a dagger to someone else means that whoever gives it respect and submission to whoever the dagger is being gifted to..... And I seem to have heard her say that it is something that a girl would give to a man she likes?
...Huh… It seems I'm in the kind of situation the men from my previous life would only dream of.
