The Woman Found the Will I Wrote

43 – Kyaaak 2

“I’m Espin. “I’m a year older than you.”

I don’t know if it’s because he hasn’t treated me like a senior, or if he meant to tell Rumi to be good to him because he’s a senior.

Spin is somewhat condescending and emphasizes that he is a senior to us.

At those words, I snorted and looked at Espin.

As if Rumi could not be ignored, she straightened her back and looked at Espin in a tense manner.

Starts to fidget and fidget.

“Hmm.”

Espin must have liked the sight of Rumi like that, and spoke with an even more arrogant expression than before.

“I like it.”

“…… “

Regardless of whether Espin likes her, Rumi doesn’t.

She keeps glancing at me and signaling me to save her.

As I ignored her, at the end she sighed and opened her mouth as she looked at Rumi, who was openly sending her signal by blinking one of her eyes.

“Stop it.”

Hearing those words, Espin smiles playfully and talks to me.

“What do you mean the owner takes care of his pet? Yeah well… That’s natural, but it’s a little funny.” “…… “

I don’t even feel it’s worth answering so let’s just ignore it.

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Espin must have thought that this was the end of her prank, and she continued her story, abandoning the topic.

“That’s why I’m asking this while you’re here. Rumi, what is your relationship with the Heavenly God Church?”

I don’t know if she still retains the habits from her work as an inspector, or if it’s just Espin’s own personality.

She is so direct that she asks questions as if stabbing them with her sword.

Let Espin confirm that her Rumi has solidified through this question.

Like a wild beast that had discovered a weakness, he raised his eyebrows and delved into this in more detail.

“To say that it has nothing to do with the Heavenly God Church… It was confirmed that until just a few days ago, he was living in a human home belonging to the Celestial God Church. So I’m asking, what are you?”

Rumi flinches and closes her eyes tightly as the story cuts to her core.

If you think about her from Rumi’s perspective, she would only be thought of as a single-minded person.

‘From the very fact that her adoptive parents paid expensive tuition to send her to the academy, the fact that she lived through abuse is heartbreaking.’

She has been staying in that house for too long to say she has no relationship.

As a result, Rumi cannot say anything and keeps her mouth shut.

Espin seems to have decided to dig into this further, and she comes up with an even sharper story.

“Hmm, why can’t I say anything? “Is something stinging me?”

Unlike when talking to me, he uses a pushy speaking style.

If it were a normal situation, I would have ignored it.

As someone who knew Rumi’s situation, I knew that her suspicions were wrong, so she had no choice but to open her mouth.

“Stop it.”

Espin blinks her eyes and looks at me, as if she didn’t know that I would take the initiative to intervene.

Then, as if she was frustrated, she sighed and spoke quickly.

“I’m saying this because I think there’s some misunderstanding. “I’m doing all of this for you.”

I know.

Honestly, if you look at it from Espin’s point of view, Rumi would seem to be no different from a spy planted by the Heavenly God Church, so she must have stepped forward for me first.

‘But for me, who knows Rumi’s situation.’

I had no choice but to step forward and protect Rumi first.

“Then it would be even better to stop. “I appreciate your intentions, but Rumi and I also have various circumstances.”

At those words, Espin bursts into tears as if his frustration was not relieved.

“Ha… My junior, if you go ahead like this, you will definitely regret it, right? “If you realize how many disgusting things I have seen while working as an inspector, you will take it for granted that your friends betray you.”

“…… “

She talks to me, showing an excess of emotion that is uncharacteristic of her.

I listened to that voice, looked at it calmly, and told it a story that pierced the essence.

“Even if what you suspect is true. “The fact that Rumi saved me on the rooftop will never go away, so it’s okay even if she gets betrayed at least once.”

“… What?”

“Do you think I will be defeated even if I am betrayed in the first place?”

Others might say that I am full of confidence or even arrogance.

‘I can actually afford it.’

Espin also knew that pride does not end with pride.

As a result, she can’t say much, clicks her tongue and turns her head.

“Okay… Do whatever you want. “Even if you lose anyway, you lose, not me.”

I lightly nod my head and say I understand.

Rumi, who was quietly listening to the story, shouts out loud.

“Well, I will never betray Dern… “You don’t have to worry!”

“Okay. “Of course you will.”

At that harsh reaction, Rumi flinched and relented, becoming wrinkly like a puppy getting wet in the rain.

Looking at Rumi like that, I decided to stop this topic and change the topic.

Suddenly Rumi comes out and speaks in a low voice while looking at Espin’s attention.

“Well, but what kind of relationship does Espin have with Dern? Are you coming here… ?”

It’s not a harsh tone of voice.

It felt like nothing more than a low muttering.

It was a word that was strangely sharp, yet had a cold feeling, and made all my nerves tense.

With such a feeling, Espin looked at her Rumi with a somewhat embarrassed expression.

She swallows her saliva slowly and answers briefly.

“That’s… “You don’t need to know, right?”

At those words, Rumi stopped her wriggling hand and for a moment, she became expressionless and glared at her Espin.

She quickly returns to her normal expression and profusely apologizes.

“Yeah, that’s right… “Sorry for asking.”

Espin nodded her head with a somewhat shocked expression upon seeing Rumi like that.

Soon she felt something ominous, and she quickly tried to resolve the situation.

“But what is certain is that we are just discussing business. “It’s not as personal as you might think.”

At those words, Rumi looked at her Espin with an expression of relief on her face.

She nodded her head with a somewhat goofy smile.

“… “I see.”

“…… “

I feel like her mysterious sharpness has softened a lot with that one word.

I don’t know if the pressure is a simple psychological factor, or a power expressed in the talent of the female protagonist, Rumi.

Rumi, who was smiling, suddenly stiffened her expression and opened her mouth.

“… But you know. “You seem to be worried a lot about Dern.”

“That’s because if there’s a problem with Dern, there could be a problem in the business. “I just manage it as a business partner.”

“Oh… I see Sorry, sorry. “You asked me this.”

“No, it’s okay. “It’s much better than having some strange misunderstanding.”

With those words, the sharp atmosphere disappeared at once for no reason.

Espin’s expression is complex and subtle, perhaps because of the aftermath.

I didn’t want to get caught up in this situation, so I gritted my teeth and tried to ignore it, but Espin quickly stood up and spoke.

“Anyway, the next time I have a good business story, I’ll tell you right away. “I’m taking a break for a while.”

“I will do that.”

“Then… Is it Rumi? I’m sorry for the misunderstanding, I guess this is a habit. “I hope you don’t feel too bad.”

“Oh… ! I didn’t feel bad. “It is natural that such misunderstandings may occur.”

“… “If that’s the case, that’s a relief.”

Is it simply my imagination that the positions of A and B have changed?

I was silently resting my chin as I looked at the back of Espin, who was running away.

Rumi talks to me with her restless face.

“De, Deern. I am … “I’m not really a spy or a traitor, so you don’t have to worry.”

“I know.”

“… Yes.”

Even though I was given a definite answer, I felt strangely anxious.

I was just looking at Rumi blankly and now I’m about to go back to the lab.

Rumi takes out something of hers from her arms and talks to me.

“Oh… “Well, there I am.”

“What is it?”

“Would you like to eat this while you study… ?”

I checked for something and saw a small muffin.

The quality didn’t seem that high, so it appears that Rumi made it himself.

At first, I tried to refuse, but I felt like Rumi would cry if I refused, so I had no choice but to hold her back.

“Thank you.”

Rumi seemed to feel quite happy after hearing those words, and started shaking her buttocks.

Soon she must have remembered something and she tilted her head towards me and began to breathe in little by little.

‘Are you really protesting to pat her head?’

Maybe so.

I tried to refuse to pat Dern’s head because it didn’t match his behavior.

Because he was sticking his head in so openly, I had no choice but to pat his head.

A feeling that is not entirely unpleasant.

No, to be precise, it would be correct to say that I like it, not that I dislike it.

I think it’s healing because it’s like petting a dog.

Rumi suddenly seemed to remember something, and she grabbed my hand that was stroking her hair.

He placed it on her chin and spoke triumphantly.

“You can pat me here!”