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Chapter 133 Rochester, the Land of Water 4
"No—no—don't—" Elena struggled to wake up from her dream.
When I woke up, it was still late at night, and a light drizzle was falling outside, so there was no moonlight and the whole room was dark.
I had another nightmare; I was actually woken up by a dream like this.
Elena felt her eyes were still a little wet. Because it was a dream, many memories had faded the moment she woke up, leaving only a few that left a deep impression.
She seemed to be dreaming of the past, the time when she was still enslaved by the objects, and she was ordered by the objects to use magic to kill the harp that invaded the object kingdom.
In the end, he completely lost control of his own will and kept bombarding the harp with the most advanced attack magic he had learned.
Even when magic is depleted, it continues to burn everything combustible on its body to extract magic and unleash attack spells.
In the afterglow of the attacking magic, he saw Qin reveal that smile again.
And Serena, and the Druid—a devilish smile.
His eyes were filled with both sorrow and mockery.
His lips seemed to be muttering something—no…the end…
It won't... end...
Never... End...
Startled awake by that terrifying, eerie smile, Elena remained conscious, her heart pounding as if it wanted to punch a hole through her chest, refusing to calm down.
"Sigh, I've been going through a lot of stress lately." Elena lay back down. "Maybe I should really listen to that Elizabeth guy and have some fun to relax."
She tossed and turned in bed, perhaps because the aftereffects of the nightmare were still quite strong, and she just couldn't fall asleep.
"Seriously—why can't I sleep?" Elena wondered.
She instinctively wanted to hug something, but could only hug her blanket.
"Sigh—actually, I know very well why," Elena muttered to herself. "Is this what love is? It's nothing like what the books say. There's no sense of happiness in it."
"Why him? He speaks so rudely—he's not good-looking—his behavior is so strange, why?" Elena tossed and turned, "I don't understand, how could I, the dignified Gray Witch, the most adorable girl in the world, Elena, like someone like this?"
I don't understand!
Elena sat up again.
Although he saved me twice, although he makes me feel very safe, although... really, really.
Elena got out of bed, lost in thought, then sat in the chair at her desk and drew back the curtains.
The sound of rain outside drifted in through the window. If only there were a moon—wait, when did I become so accustomed to moon-gazing?
Elena shook her head, but in the process, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of a figure at a window not far away.
If I remember correctly, that was Qin's room.
Irena glanced over instinctively, only to meet Qin's gaze through the window.
Depend on!
Elena quickly looked away, picked up the teacup on the table, and took a sip of water.
"Pfft—" The water is so cold.
Even though I didn't want to look, my eyes couldn't help but turn to look, only to find that the zither was gone.
Slowly, slowly, very slowly.
Sure enough, there were a few light knocks on Elena's door.
"Is there something you need?" Qin's voice came softly, as he didn't want to disturb the nearby guests.
What do you mean, "What do you want?"
Did I ask you this? Coming to a girl's room in the middle of the night, even though it's just a temporary hotel room I rented, is very impolite. What do you want?
"It's alright," Elena replied softly.
"sleep earlier."
After he finished speaking, the noise outside the door disappeared.
You, a night owl who stays up until the wee hours, have no right to tell me to go to bed early. It makes it seem like I don't want to sleep.
Irene was exhausted from Qin's unreasonable nagging, but for some reason, she fell asleep much easier after lying back in bed, even though she had been quite tired before.
It's worth mentioning that I didn't have any nightmares this time.
……
"What were you doing at the window last night?" To avoid Qin asking about her own experiences last night, Elena decided to take the initiative and ask Qin the question first.
"Listen to the rain." Qin turned to the next page of the book in her hand.
What profound vocabulary this is.
"The sound of rain is beautiful?" Elena asked, puzzled.
“Hmm.” Qin nodded. “Listening to the rain is a great way to pass the time when you’re bored. It’s inexpensive and very relaxing.”
"I thought you would say moon gazing."
"That would also be a good thing to do to pass the time, but there was no moon last night," Qin said indifferently, with her usual coldness.
But Elena knew this was because the lyre itself didn't carry much emotion—his inner world might be rich, but his expression was always the same.
It would be rather strange if he didn't speak calmly.
"Irena," Qin suddenly called out.
"Huh?" Elena shuddered and jumped. What? Why did they suddenly call my name?
"Why are you reacting so strongly when I call your name? I've always called you that before," Qin asked.
It's not...it's not you...this guy.
He probably found out.
“It’s normal for me to be startled if you call me suddenly,” Elena replied.
“Yes, from a rational point of view, that’s true.” Qin seemed to accept this reason. “I just wanted to ask if you have any more magic books? I’m almost finished with this one.”
Phew—thank goodness no one found it—
Why did I have that fleeting fantasy just now that he would suddenly say, "I love you, will you marry me?"—that kind of character-breaking thing to do.
I was still thinking for a moment about how to answer.
Such a frivolous confession, I can't accept it—but if I don't accept it, will there never be a next time? No, no. That idiot, that blockhead, that bastard, could never say something like that.
"Elena, are you really sick? Why are you spacing out?" Qin looked at Elena, who was standing there, not answering his question. He was just asking if she still had any books to read. Did he really need to think about that for so long?
"That's all, you idiot." Hearing Qin say that, Elena instantly felt ashamed of her erotic fantasies and quickly left the room before she could become a steam princess.
"Is this my period? The book says that girls are neurotic for a few days every month," Qin muttered to herself. "I don't understand."
Idiot idiot idiot (baka baka baka) — I heard everything, you're only just getting your period, your whole family is on their period.
How could I possibly have fallen for a piece of wood like this?
I hate it!
Why do I still harbor the fantasy that he might confess his feelings to me?
But am I really being a bit neurotic?
"Do you want me to do it for you?" For some reason, Elena seemed to hear Miss Broom's somewhat sarcastic and mocking words again.
Absolutely not.
Could it be... that I really have to...
But what if he refuses? That would be so awkward...
If I refuse, can we still travel together like before? So, it's fine to just keep the relationship like this.
It's...good...good about what? I'm even having trouble sleeping—I can't keep lying to myself. I might regret saying it, but I'll definitely regret not saying it.