I entered the parlour room to kick out the uninvited guest who had come without a notice, and then I stopped when I saw a white bandage that caught my eye.
'What's happened to his wrist?'
Like it was not enough to wrap a bandage around his right wrist, Bambam also wore a splint.
'Is his arm broken?'
No, but how?
It was around three days ago at best when I encountered Bambam on the street.
I couldn't help but be embarrassed when a healthy person suddenly appeared with major injuries in just three days.
As soon as Bambam found me, he stood up gladly from his seat.
"Princess."
I came to my senses when I saw his welcome expression.
"I haven't seen you since that day. How have you been?"
Ummmmmm...
Originally, I was going to kick him out as soon as I entered the parlour room, but I missed the time to spit the message out because of his bandage.
The bandage around Bambam's wrist kept stealing people's attention.
Oh, why did he show up as a patient?
I hesitated and eventually opened my mouth with a sigh.
"I think Confucius needs the question of 'how have you been' rather than I do. How's your wrist?"
"Oh, this is..........."
Bambam Bhuwakul smiled awkwardly.
He didn't seem to want to tell me much about how he hurt his wrist.
Did he fall?
"I'm sorry. This is a shame."
"Got hurt is not a shame."
Even if he really fell and broke his wrist.
......no, but how does a fall break a wrist like that?
I shook my head and said, imagining Bambam falling so brilliantly that he had a fracture.
"More than that, shouldn't it be more ashamed of coming to another's family without any notice?"
I said deliberately in a pretty cold voice.
For a moment, I thought it was a bit too much for the patient, but it was only for a short time.
As I said before, this is also for Bambam himself.
It would be difficult if he kept coming to the mansion after me treating him soft-heartedly.
Therefore, his life will be in trouble.
This was all my effort to save a precious life.
I don't know if he will recognize it.
Bambam soon changed his expression and looked sullen.
I thought he paused for a moment and hesitated to say any words.
As his gentle eyes drooped down a lot, the overall feeling quickly became depressing.
Now, wait.
Isn't that the look.......?
Yeah, I think so.
A puppy caught in the rain.
Bambam asked me carefully, with a puppy-like face in the rain.
"Didn't you like the gift I sent you...?"
I belatedly recognized his words after being distracted by the face of the other person, which simultaneously stimulated the unknown guilt and protective instinct.
But wait, what did he just say?
That's not the point, is it?
'No, technically that's a problem.'
Speaking of which, I decided to talk about this, too.
"I feel pressured for that also. It's a gift that I have no reason to receive."
"But didn't you say you would accept it?"
It was because you said it was a small gift.
Is the diamond necklace counted as a small gift?
I was going to ask back, but suddenly I thought that it might be counted as a small gift.
Mmm, yeah.
Well, everyone has different standards.
Well, that's good.
I decide to skip discussing the absolute value of the gift.
"The only thing I said I'd receive was the bouquet that Confucius sent for the first time. Nothing more. So don't send anything anymore."
"......I thought you liked jewellery."
Look at him.
'Why is that word coming out here?'
The focus was off, and even more, it wasn't helpful.
I tilted my head to one side and raised my arms to say that I heard an absurd sound.
"What does my liking for jewellery have to do with the situation right now? No matter how much I like jewellery, there is no reason to receive it from Confucius.
I wasn't very fond of jewellery, and I wouldn't have received the necklace sent by Bambam even if I liked it or didn't.
It's obvious.
The answer from the opponent never came back.
I shrugged my shoulders.
"Just go back. From now on, don't come without any notice like today. Excuse me."
I don't know if I can do this to a person we're close, but I and Bambam aren't close.
And we would never get close.
I turned myself around.
But then Bambam snapped at my wrist.
......Is this man's hobby to hold someone's wrist carelessly?
I stared at his clenched wrist with absurd eyes, then shook it off with all my might.
Bambam laid down my wrist without a hitch.
I don't know if he let my wrist go or if he missed it because he was left-handed.
I widened my distance from Bambam so that he wouldn't catch my wrist again.
"Princess."
"I'll call a knight outside the door if you come any closer."
Bambam stopped his feet as he tried to take a step towards me.
I'm sorry.
I didn't want to treat you as such a disgrace.
So why do you keep grabbing my wrist?
Bambam stopped, nailing in the spot, and said with a restless look.
"......it's my fault. Princess, so please release your anger."
It's not very upsetting, but I didn't bother to tell him that.
"I don't know which one you apologize for, but that won't reverse what I said. Stop coming here as I told you."
"Princess......"
Despite the two orders, Bambam did not move from his seat.
Instead, he bit his lips and looked at me.
His wet blue eyes looked straight at me.
The clear blue eyes seemed to have tears and the seawater would flow instead of tears.
I thought of a word in my head at the moment, looking at the appealing pathetic eyes.
"Minam*."
[*Minam : min namja aka Beautiful men]
It was so plausible that I was surprised.
Really?
That's what this is?
That's the one?
'Oh, no..........'
I then accepted inwardly.
Somehow I understood.
This is why beautiful men have long been regarded as a weapon along with beautiful women.
Indeed...
It was completely different from the way a man with a greasy appearance, who I once imagined, held a rose in his mouth and said, 'Senorita'.
At that time, I couldn't figure out the reason for the existence of beautiful men but now I feel convinced.
I nodded inwardly.
Then it became serious.
'Why are you using your beauty on me?'
I've told you twice to get out of here, and you're using your beauty on me without even thinking about getting out.
It was a very embarrassing situation.
Suddenly I remembered Bessie's words.
That Bambam is interested in me.
No, beyond that, maybe he's been keeping his affection for me for a long time.
'Really?'
I hope not.
Such a full-fledged feeling is really difficult.
At this time, Bambam broke the silence and put apologies and excuses in his mouth like a petition.
"I'm sorry. I......... I was so sorry. I couldn't sleep at night when I thought of the rudeness that my errand boy had done to you, so I was ahead of myself."
"No......."
"I will deeply reflect. Princess, so please don't tell me you'll never see me anymore."
'Ahh.'
No!
Don't do that.
Don't be so low-key and begging like that.
A sigh came up on its own.
Honestly, I wondered how deep it would be to say that he was interested in my face even though he had never seen me properly.
I imagined the degree to prick and give up without regret, saying 'eiyy' if the other person didn't respond.
However, if I left the Bambam as it is, it seemed that he would confess to me at this place...
'Bessie, when did you become a prophet?'
There is nothing I can do.
I swallowed a sigh and faced Bambam.
I opened my mouth wide and said the words.
"Thank you for your sincerity you've shown. But I can't let you do that. I can't meet Confucius any more in the future."
"You still don't release your......."
"It's not like that. I don't know if it sounds sudden, but I already have someone on my mind."
"........"
"I hope this answer is enough."
Silence came again.
I waited for a while and turned around.
"Goodbye, then."
I'm sorry, but it's best.
Apart from feeling a little uncomfortable, I did not hesitate to step out of the parlour room.
* * *
It was definitely a finishing touch.
What's this?
I stared at the other person in bewilderment.
The sitting posture spontaneously became stiff.
Two days after I broke up like that with Bambam.
Since then, any gifts that come would have been sent back, and even if Bambam l came to the mansion, I won't meet him.
I didn't reply to his messages.
I thought it was over like that.
Usually, everyone will think like me.
But why is the other person sitting in front of me now?
I stared at the blonde handsome man across the street and opened my mouth.
"How did you get here?"
This was a jeweller on the east side of the street.
I already ordered a ring that I liked, but I was about to visit it as an outing to see if there was anything that could grab my heart like fate more than that.
However, while looking at the jewels offered by the merchant, Bambam suddenly appeared.
He told me it was a coincidence, but I couldn't believe it.
Because as soon as Bambam showed up at the store, the merchant started to notice me.
He doesn't know what happened between me and Bambam, so there's no reason for him notice me.
If there is a reason, there is only one.