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Lakis' eyes shook slightly at my question. Perhaps he didn't expect me to ask so bluntly. His eyes were fixed on me without even blinking once.

Then he opened his mouth.

But I continued speaking before Lakis could reply.

"But if I wasn't the one who helped you, you would probably be interested in that person, right?"

I didn't really want to hear whatever Lakis' answer was. If the person who saved him when he collapsed outside wasn't me but Anne-Marie, wouldn't Lakis end up liking her, just like in the novel?

I couldn't help but have such a thought.

"Honestly, it probably wouldn't matter even if I wasn't the one who helped you back then."

Of course, this didn't mean I could not accept Lakis because it bothered me. In fact, it wasn't that important to me. Above all, there was no law that said the events in the novel must take place in reality. So I knew it was meaningless to make assumptions about it.

However, the reason why I brought this up with Lakis now was because I felt it was something he also needed to consider.

"And even if you weren't the one who fainted in front of my house, it probably wouldn't matter to me."

And, I had some doubt.

Obviously, I had a favorable impression of Lakis, though it wasn't as much as his. But I couldn't tell if that favorability was because of him alone, or because he was the medium that helped me recover my emotions.

Maybe it was simply that I had been longing for warmth, so I wanted to keep him by my side. In addition, if it was someone other than Lakis who drew this reaction out of me when we touched, I might have felt the same feelings towards that person as well.

And when I said that, Lakis' gaze changed.

"That..."

Soon, his lips slowly parted and a voice much lower than before flowed out.

"That doesn't matter." (Lakis)

Like that, it flitted past my eardrums.

"What matters, is that I met you, and you met me." (Lakis)

Lakis' eyes facing me were slightly cold. I moved my hand and gently placed my fingers on the back of his hand. As always, as soon as our skin touched, various emotions rushed into me.

I still hadn't found a pattern to this, but the stimulation wasn't as huge as before where I couldn't control myself. So I was still able to speak in a rational state of mind.

"I like holding your hand, Mr. Lakis."

And as I intertwined our fingers, his body flinched slightly. Seeing Lakis like this, I slowly lowered my head. My hair slid down my shoulders and fell onto his chest.

"Kissing you too..."

I softly overlapped my lips with Lakis' frozen visage.

"I think it's nice."

After that, I added:

"But if you ask me if I like you...well, I don't know."

Lakis' blue eyes stared into mine without the slightest movement.

"But still, do you like me?"

Honestly, I didn't know what kind of answer I wanted to hear from him. Maybe it was a yes, or maybe it was a no. However, I planned to decide my future attitude based on Lakis' answer now. Of course, I knew it was cowardly to pass off the responsibility to someone else like this.