Chapter 33 - Piranha of Love
So Milva came here, too.
“Al, why are you here?”
I smiled a little meanly at her.
“I thought you’d stopped being surprised?”
Come to think of it, there was always a chance she’d come here.
Let’s buy ourselves some time to think of an excuse.
Milva chuckled.
“Al, you’re rather mean, aren’t you?
“Excuse me, I just wanted to be mean.”
Milva looked at me in silence.
There was no way I was going to tell her about Kiara.
Kiara trusted me and confided in me.
I know that she won’t even be angry if I tell anyone.
But that doesn’t mean I’m going to tell her.
I think this is something Kiara should tell me herself.
Other people’s important matters are pretty heavy for me.
And it’s on a level that could shake the world.
It’s not something that’s on the level of medieval geocentrism.
It’s like what would happen if you said in the Middle Ages that Jesus Christ was not the Son of God, but just a man.
It’s not something heavy.
It seems that I was getting carried away with all the sudden developments.
I should have expected this pattern, but I completely forgot about it.
This natural tendency to get carried away will not go away even if I am reincarnated again.
There is a saying that an idiot must die to be cured, but that’s not always true.
That’s one thing you have become wiser about …… me.
Stop escaping reality and choose your words carefully.
If I blow my cover after a sudden ad-lib, I won’t even be able to look her in the eye.
“I heard about it and thought it must be here. And I really wanted to see it.”
I’m not lying, though I’m intentionally blurring the subject.
The story that Milva told me is also very heavy.
After something like that, if it turns out that I lied, a lot of things could go wrong.
I can’t lie, and I can’t talk about important matters without permission.
I’m raising the bar for myself.
Milva smiled a little, as if she sensed something in my words.
“I see …… I wanted to come to the place I heard so much about too.”
“So this is your first time here?”
“Yes.”
In any case, this is the Apostles’ home, and we both know that we can’t have careless conversations.
There is a possibility that one of the people in the house is watching me as a guard.
I let my guard down, assuming that no one is listening.
There are plenty of people who have been ruined by their careless words leaking out, even before they were reincarnated.
And I’m an important person.
When you get something, some inconvenience will follow.
That’s the way of the world.
“I wonder who gave this tree its name. I’ve always wondered about that little note in the pilgrimage guidebook. There’s no other name for the tree.”
Milva smiled and winked at me.
“Even I don’t know.”
So it’s Milva’s father.
I nodded my head in understanding.
“I see, no one knows where the name comes from, I suppose. I think we should go back.”
Milva, who had been staring at the base of the tree, turned to me and nodded quietly.
“Yes.”
When the two of us returned to the mansion, the mourning woman Silvana, leaned forward furiously.
Oh, shit.
“Heeeeeey, as I thought, you guys are like that. You’ve got to tell me that properly! That’s distant of you!”
It’s just a mournful Silvana’s fantasy.
I look at her in disgust.
“It’s just a coincidence that we met.”
Milva was taken aback, but nodded at my words.
“Yes, we just bumped into each other.”
The mourning woman Silvana, smirked with a smug look on her face.
This is bad. She’ll never stop repeating this.
She doesn’t care if it’s fantasy or fact.
There are people who bite on love stories like piranhas.
Right in front of my eyes.
In addition to being a mourning woman, she doesn’t know anything about real love.
In other words …… the acceleration of delusion can’t be underestimated.
I sigh deeply and profoundly at the thought of my future adherence.
Milva chuckled when she saw me like that.
You know, you’re not unrelated, you know.
Chapter 33 - Piranha of Love
So Milva came here, too.
“Al, why are you here?”
I smiled a little meanly at her.
“I thought you’d stopped being surprised?”
Come to think of it, there was always a chance she’d come here.
Let’s buy ourselves some time to think of an excuse.
Milva chuckled.
“Al, you’re rather mean, aren’t you?
“Excuse me, I just wanted to be mean.”
Milva looked at me in silence.
There was no way I was going to tell her about Kiara.
Kiara trusted me and confided in me.
I know that she won’t even be angry if I tell anyone.
But that doesn’t mean I’m going to tell her.
I think this is something Kiara should tell me herself.
Other people’s important matters are pretty heavy for me.
And it’s on a level that could shake the world.
It’s not something that’s on the level of medieval geocentrism.
It’s like what would happen if you said in the Middle Ages that Jesus Christ was not the Son of God, but just a man.
It’s not something heavy.
It seems that I was getting carried away with all the sudden developments.
I should have expected this pattern, but I completely forgot about it.
This natural tendency to get carried away will not go away even if I am reincarnated again.
There is a saying that an idiot must die to be cured, but that’s not always true.
That’s one thing you have become wiser about …… me.
Stop escaping reality and choose your words carefully.
If I blow my cover after a sudden ad-lib, I won’t even be able to look her in the eye.
“I heard about it and thought it must be here. And I really wanted to see it.”
I’m not lying, though I’m intentionally blurring the subject.
The story that Milva told me is also very heavy.
After something like that, if it turns out that I lied, a lot of things could go wrong.
I can’t lie, and I can’t talk about important matters without permission.
I’m raising the bar for myself.
Milva smiled a little, as if she sensed something in my words.
“I see …… I wanted to come to the place I heard so much about too.”
“So this is your first time here?”
“Yes.”
In any case, this is the Apostles’ home, and we both know that we can’t have careless conversations.
There is a possibility that one of the people in the house is watching me as a guard.
I let my guard down, assuming that no one is listening.
There are plenty of people who have been ruined by their careless words leaking out, even before they were reincarnated.
And I’m an important person.
When you get something, some inconvenience will follow.
That’s the way of the world.
“I wonder who gave this tree its name. I’ve always wondered about that little note in the pilgrimage guidebook. There’s no other name for the tree.”
Milva smiled and winked at me.
“Even I don’t know.”
So it’s Milva’s father.
I nodded my head in understanding.
“I see, no one knows where the name comes from, I suppose. I think we should go back.”
Milva, who had been staring at the base of the tree, turned to me and nodded quietly.
“Yes.”
When the two of us returned to the mansion, the mourning woman Silvana, leaned forward furiously.
Oh, shit.
“Heeeeeey, as I thought, you guys are like that. You’ve got to tell me that properly! That’s distant of you!”
It’s just a mournful Silvana’s fantasy.
I look at her in disgust.
“It’s just a coincidence that we met.”
Milva was taken aback, but nodded at my words.
“Yes, we just bumped into each other.”
The mourning woman Silvana, smirked with a smug look on her face.
This is bad. She’ll never stop repeating this.
She doesn’t care if it’s fantasy or fact.
There are people who bite on love stories like piranhas.
Right in front of my eyes.
In addition to being a mourning woman, she doesn’t know anything about real love.
In other words …… the acceleration of delusion can’t be underestimated.
I sigh deeply and profoundly at the thought of my future adherence.
Milva chuckled when she saw me like that.
You know, you’re not unrelated, you know.
