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Mistress Frieren, did Yulian forgive you?
I, not yet...
Did you not find Yulian?
Mm...
Then you must apologize properly to Yulian tomorrow~
Mm-hmm...
Fern opened her eyes.
At this moment, sunlight had already streamed into the room through the glass window.
"Mistress Frieren."
"It's time to get up~"
Fern's unique gentle voice echoed in the room.
"Mistress Frieren~"
But this gentle, soft voice was not enough to wake up the deeply sleeping Frieren.
"Sorry..."
Frieren, sleeping beside Fern, was curled up, murmuring in her sleep, her eyebrows slightly trembling.
"Is she having a nightmare?"
Fern propped herself up on the bed with one hand, gently leaning over Frieren.
Uncertainly, she gently touched Frieren's forehead with her hand.
"She's not sick either. Is it because of yesterday's matter?"
The slender Frieren was curled up in a ball at this moment, murmuring words of apology, her eyebrows trembling uneasily.
This was the first time Fern had seen Frieren looking so fragile.
Suddenly, a pang of heartache arose in her heart.
This feeling was very peculiar.
It was like when you grow up and suddenly notice your father's hunched back.
Tears would also suddenly stream out uncontrollably.
"Drip~"
Fern suddenly cried.
Mistress Frieren was clearly very good to her, taking her in after Heiter passed away when she had no one to rely on, and caring for her when she was sick...
Yet, she had gotten very angry and lost her temper at Mistress Frieren yesterday...
"Fern?"
Feeling a warmth on her cheek, Frieren opened her eyes.
"Mistress Frieren!"
Fern scrambled to get up, turned her back, and haphazardly wiped away the tears from her face.
"You,"
Are you doing something strange to me?
Frieren opened her mouth to speak, but changed her words when they reached her lips.
"You're up."
"Mm-hmm," Fern turned around, puffing out her cheeks and smiling.
"Mistress Frieren, didn't we agree to get up early today to look for the Blue Moon Grass?"
"It's time to get up~"
"Yes..."
"And apologizing to Yulian."
Frieren slowly sat up from the bed, looking at the rising sun outside the window and slightly narrowing her eyes.
I really want to shoot the sun down...
"Mistress Frieren?"
Fern showed a look of confusion.
She felt as though Mistress Frieren was thinking something strange?
"Mm,"
"Get up!"
Frieren took a deep breath, as if making a great decision, and finally got out of bed.
It was a bit damp outside.
It must have rained lightly last night.
"What wonderful weather!"
The air was very fresh, faintly accompanied by the calls of mountain birds. After stretching comfortably, Yulian turned over and continued to sleep.
This kind of weather is best for sleeping.
"Dong Dong~"
It seems someone is knocking?
Yulian, who had just turned over to continue sleeping, furrowed his brows.
"Dong Dong~"
I must have heard wrong!
Yulian silently pulled up the blanket, covering his ears.
"Dong—"
"Who is it!"
The rhythmic knocking sounded intermittently three times. Yulian finally lost his sleepiness and angrily opened the door.
"Fri, Frieren?"
Looking at Frieren standing before him, holding a basket of fruit.
Yulian rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
The sun had just risen, and even near the Village entrance, the surroundings were terrifyingly quiet at this moment.
The fresh air and the occasional bird calls were all telling Yulian – it was still early morning!
Early morning, Frieren, early rising, knocking!
What kind of ghost story is this!
"Mr. Yulian," Fern emerged from behind Frieren and greeted Yulian.
"Oh!"
"Fern!"
So Fern was here too, then there's nothing strange about it!
A hint of helplessness appeared in Yulian's eyes.
"Please come in."
Setting out washed fruits and some snacks bought from the Village store, Yulian invited Fern and Frieren to sit down.
"Mistress Frieren~"
Fern whispered into Frieren's ear, and also gave a 'thumbs up' gesture under the table.
Frieren also made an 'okay' gesture under the table before raising her lowered head.
"Um, Yulian—"
"Mm?"
Yulian, who had seen all their little actions, showed a hint of vigilance.
"Because of the matter where I didn't want you to interact with Fern before,"
"I'm sorry..."
=ω=
Frieren said awkwardly.
Fern was also quietly observing Yulian's reaction while giving Frieren a thumbs-up with her head lowered.
"Ah, about that~"
Yulian breathed a sigh of relief. He thought it was something major.
Turns out it's just this?
I wasn't angry at all, okay!
But if I just say it directly, it doesn't seem too good, does it?
Yulian munched on the apple in his hand, not answering immediately.
Only after a few seconds did he slowly speak.
"Did Fern forgive you?"
"Mm-hmm."
Frieren nodded vigorously.
She was uncharacteristically a bit nervous.
After all, it was indeed her fault.
"I have already forgiven Mistress Frieren."
Fern held Frieren's hand, passing on warmth.
"Then,"
Yulian nodded, opened his mouth naturally, but then paused.
He originally wanted to say 'Then I forgive you too', but felt it was too hasty.
On a whim, Yulian's lips curved slightly.
"Then did you pinky swear?"
"Pinky, pinky swear?"
Fern looked at Frieren, feeling at a loss.
But she found that Frieren was also looking at her, equally at a loss.
Do you pinky swear when making up?
Fern lowered her head, looking at her and Frieren's hands tightly clasped together, feeling a bit confused.
Does holding hands count?
"Yes, pinky swear."
Yulian gently threw the finished apple into the nearby bin, feeling in a great mood.
At the same time, he extended his right hand in front of the two, with only the little finger extended.
"You have to pinky swear when you make up, don't you know that?"
Yulian grinned.
In his heart, he sighed, 'What ignorant young girls!'
"How is that done?"
Although Frieren and Fern sensed something was off.
But they still obediently extended their hands in front of them, exchanged a glance, and then looked at Yulian strangely.
"You don't even know how to pinky swear? Of course, it's like this!"
Yulian's eyes were filled with shock. He immediately became interested and put his left and right hands in front of the two to demonstrate.
Little fingers linked together, thumbs...
Because it was his left and right hands, the posture looked a bit strange.
But Fern and Frieren still understood the general idea.
"Little finger hooks with little finger, and then thumb gently touches thumb?"
Fern uncertainly hooked her little finger with Frieren's little finger, and finally, imitating Yulian, gently touched her thumb with Frieren's thumb.
Thump, thump.
Thump, thump.
Subtle heartbeats were transmitted between their hearts from where their thumbs touched.
What a wonderful feeling!
Fern's cheeks were flushed, and she unconsciously lowered her head.
Frieren also looked in shock at the slender, doll-like hands connected with Fern's.
"Just like that!"
Yulian's eyes lit up. He felt a warmth in his nose, almost as if he was about to get a nosebleed!
So cute!
Long live girls' love!
Long live women!
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