It was no surprise that she was disappointed in me for not only letting her hear about my dark past, but also confiding in her that I was someone who would return the favor.
So I asked her, but she shook her head slowly and kindly.
“No, I’m not disappointed. I believe that even the kind Akito-kun was trapped to the point of becoming so, and I don’t blame you for losing your composure after hearing what they had done to you.”
Charlotte-san, who said this, reaches her hand to my cheek and gently caresses it.
She’s not hurting right now, but she seems to be comforting me.
Her warmth envelops me, and I feel like letting myself go.
But then―
―*Ding-dong!
As if to interrupt me, an intercom rang in my room.
“Could it be that Emma-chan is back?”
I couldn’t think of anyone else who would be ringing the intercom at this hour, so I asked Charlotte-san.
“But in her case, I think you’ll hear her crying…”
Wouldn’t you have to be crying to hear that?
Isn’t it possible to hear it through the door in the first place?
While wondering about Charlotte-san’s words, I answered the intercom.
Then…
“Hey, Akito! Why aren’t you responding to my call?”