I Tried to Become a Worthless Scumbag to Break Our Engagement for His Happiness, but Instead I Was Hugged, Kissed, and Sworn Eternal Love by the Ice Knight (BL) - CHAPTER 39
“Um, well, the truth is… I lost any sense of fashion on the Eastern Demonfront.”
“Haha, but weren’t you always like that?”
At that kind reply, Fleck felt a little joy bloom—he remembered.
“Well, yes, that’s true, but… lately it feels even more troublesome, and, um, honestly… I have almost no interest in it anymore…”
Fleck spoke words a noble should never say. Heliosphere asked gently,
“In that case, would it be alright if I choose everything for you?”
“Y-yes, please.”
Even with Fleck being this hopeless, Heliosphere never stopped being kind. Fleck thought, ah, so a knight has to be this patient, and found himself falling for him all over again.
“Alright, this one, and this one, and then this one… as for coats…”
With Fleck’s consent, Heliosphere began giving orders to the tailor. His neat fingers pointed—one, two, three—quickly and without hesitation at the designs in the catalog.
“Eh? Wait? Um, just… one outfit is enough.”
Fleck panicked at the endless pointing.
“This one would suit you too. Fleck, you like this kind of design, don’t you?”
“Yes, I do like it, but—just one!”
He remembered my taste. That made him happy. No, wait. One is enough! Besides, the payment…
Wait, wait—Heliosphere is paying for this? Wait, wait, wait—hold on!!
Only now did Fleck realize something outrageous and flailed in panic.
“Lord Rocca!”
“Do you have the summer catalog?”
“We shall prepare it.”
“Lo–Lord Rocca! You just too much!”
A gift. This is a gift. A present. Yes, a present. To feel fear at receiving such an excessive amount—that is Wise Fleck. To simply be happy at Heliosphere’s gift—that is Selfish Fleck. Fleck had decided to live as Wise Fleck, so he tried to restrain his employer.
To such a Fleck, Heliosphere whispered,
“Fleck, this is a reward for your return from the Eastern Demonfront.”
“Uu…”
I have already received so many wonderful things.
Fleck wanted to say that, but couldn’t.
“Peace with the Demonfront. You made that happen. Do you know how many lives were saved because of that? You must understand, don’t you?”
“Uu… uu…”
Strictly speaking, it was just assistance that led to peace. But no one understood more than Fleck, who had been there, how much that assistance saved countless lives.
“If I don’t do what I can, it goes against my pride as a knight. So please, let me give this to you.”
And when such a face said such words— Sincere, noble, pleading—Fleck could only slowly nod.
“Ghh… I understaand…”
“…Thank you, Fleck. Now then, let’s pick a coat as well. There’s fine beast fur available. Yes, you’ll also need boots, gloves, a matching staff, ah—and a winter eyepatch too.”
That smile bloomed like an ice flower, and Fleck thought he was glad he agreed. But as the endless list of orders continued, he let out a groan.
“Lo… Lord Rocca… my body can only wear one set of clothes at a tiiimeee…”