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My childhood friend, who I promised to marry in the future, came back as a swordsman

 
Chapter 78 Warm

{TL: By Creed}


"Aisha?"

"..."

Aisha bowed her head and didn't reach out for my hand.

Even though she must have been scared.

Even though she must have been lonely.

Yet, for some reason, she was enduring silently...

Trembling, she tried to endure it alone.

"I... I'm a bad kid. Someone like me... isn't worth saving..."

What emotions did Aisha feel when she spoke those lines?

What background led her to utter such words?

It's not easy to say I understand her feelings.

I don't understand.

I don't understand, but...

Even so...

There's one thing I can say for sure.

"It's okay."

"Ah..."

I gently hugged Aisha.

You shouldn't feel sad, or think you're not worth saving.

I hugged her to convey that.

I stroked her head.

"I don't think like that."

"But, I..."

"I don't know what Aisha is thinking. But I don't think there's anything absolute. It might be a misunderstanding, or just a belief. Because... otherwise, it's too lonely."

"But, but..."

It seems like Aisha still can't shake off her doubts and moves away from me.

That's understandable.

I think this girl is carrying something heavier than I imagine.

What I can do is to share the burden with her...

Support her, make things easier for her.

"I won't tell you to switch your feelings immediately. I just want you to remember."

"What...?"

"I'm here."

"...Ah..."

"Not just me, but Sofia too. Licorice too. When Aisha is in pain, sad, we'll be there for her, by her side, to support her. We can do at least that much, and I want to do it."

"...Ugh..."

"So, come?"

I extended my hand.

Aisha looked at my hand... then at her own.

She seems to be hesitating.

But since she moved from rejection to hesitation, maybe it's just one more step.

I can't force that step.

This is something only Aisha can decide.

Otherwise, surely, there will be a knot in her heart somewhere.

Eventually, it will grow and become a bigger problem.

So...

Aisha, take my hand.

I pray and wish strongly in my heart.

"Ah!"

After about five minutes of hesitation, Aisha timidly reached out her hand.

It was slow, as if she was extremely cautious.

But I won't rush her.

While silently cheering her on in my heart, I watch her courage.

And then...

Gently, Aisha's hand touched mine.

I accept it and gently hold her small hand.

"You did well."

"...I don't really understand. But..."

Aisha looks at me with a face that seems to be smiling through tears.

"Fate's hand...is warm...and safe"

TL Note: So nobody dies.....Nyc.



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