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Chapter 132 Rochester, the Land of Water 3
"Is there anything you want to tell me?" Qin closed the book and looked calmly at Elena.
Lately, she seems to keep glancing at me like this, and when I look back, I find that she seems to be pretending to be reading the newspaper casually.
Should I remind her that she's holding the newspaper upside down... or is she practicing reading newspapers backwards lately?
“Is there...is there...? How come I don’t know?” Elena replied, then covered her face with the newspaper.
This is a real newspaper, but why can't I read the words...?
Realizing she had held it upside down, Elena turned the newspaper around and continued to cover her face.
"Although I don't know what happened in Rostlov... but... if you don't want to talk about it, then don't..." Qin didn't intend to ask any more questions. Ever since Rostlov, she seemed to have been acting strangely.
I can't quite put my finger on what's wrong—but the difference from before is quite obvious.
"Um... do you want a gift?" Elena asked.
"Didn't you say you were fine?"
"answer my question."
"What do you want to give me..."
Irene removed the newspaper and magically produced a piece of bread: "A little gift for you, bread with no nutritional value. Its nutritional content is negligible; a normal person would eventually starve to death if they ate only this."
It was clearly prepared to be given away long ago.
After all, he had worked hard for more than half a year to achieve this magic, and the cost was huge.
But the words I wanted to say just wouldn't come out, and I didn't dare give the gifts I wanted to give, for reasons I didn't know.
It seems that he was afraid Qin would directly reject his gift, think he was meddling, or think he was being presumptuous.
meeting……
"Thank you." Qin took the bread.
Hey……
"So, this is the result of your magic?" Jean looked at the ordinary bread. "It's for me to eat."
It's clearly the truth, so why do I feel so ashamed and want to run away immediately when I hear others say it?
"I won't ask why, you won't answer anyway." Qin took a bite of bread. In any case, the poison wouldn't kill him, and the curse wouldn't be fatal if he ate too much for a short time. More importantly, he was confident that Elena had repeatedly checked whether the food was as she said before giving him the gift.
He...he...he...just ate it like that?
Aren't you going to hesitate at all? When Ms. Fran asked me to try the medicine, I didn't hesitate to ask her to try it first.
Elena didn't know what was wrong with her; she just felt her head was burning up.
"How can you get heatstroke on such a gloomy day?" Qin wondered what was causing the heat on Elena's forehead, and she seemed to be seeing stars and her face was flushed. "Or are you sick?"
"I'm going out for a bit. Give me a review after you finish eating." I can't take it anymore! Elena stormed out the door, then covered her face and leaned against the wall, panting.
What's wrong with me? I told you not to think about it... really.
He must have noticed something was wrong; it was too obvious.
For a moment, Elena felt that she was indeed sick; her head was spinning, and she was not much more lucid than when she had a fever.
"Lady Elena?" Just as Elena was covering her face to try and regain her senses, a pink-haired girl returned from the inn's entrance. "What are you doing outside the room?"
Just now, she was sent by Elena to buy lunch—after all, it was raining outside and Elena didn't want to go out, so Miss Broom usually did it for her.
Miss Broom had just returned from buying bread when she saw Elena leaning against the wall in front of the room, half-squatting with her face covered, seemingly doing some kind of performance art.
"It's nothing." Elena forced herself to remain calm as she accepted the bread that Miss Broom had bought, deciding to turn her worries into appetite—as long as she immersed herself in the world of delicious food, all her wild thoughts would stay far away from her.
I was chewing on the bread, but for some reason, the bread that I used to never get tired of now tasted bland.
Seriously—where did you buy this bread? It looks damp.
"Is Lady Elena troubled by Lady Qin's matter?" Miss Broom asked curiously.
Although she didn't have many opportunities to become human, she still silently observed the world while working as a broom. Therefore, she could more or less guess what had happened to Elena.
“Don’t talk nonsense,” Elena denied.
As expected of Lady Elena... saying one thing and meaning another.
Miss Broom gave me a knowing look, a smile playing on her lips, and then slowly leaned close to Elena's ear: "Lady Elena... likes Lady Qin, doesn't she..."
"What do you know?" Elena pushed Miss Broom away and then grabbed a piece of bread to stuff into Miss Broom's mouth.
You're just a broom.
Miss Broom skillfully swallowed the bread whole—as an object, she didn't need to eat; the bread would be magically broken down once she ate it.
"Then why is Lady Elena so agitated?" Miss Broom asked in return.
"I'm not excited at all..." Elena looked at the girl in front of her who looked almost exactly like her and was furious. "Am I not your master anymore?"
"Lady Elena is quite blunt... Should I do it for you, like last time?" Miss Broom chuckled, her lips never drooping—she seemed ready to rush up and play cards with the sun and moon.
Last time?
Elena immediately knew which time the broom was referring to.
That time, when Wang Li Cerestrelia invited Qin to travel with her, she seemed to be... seemed to be...
"Absolutely not!" Elena blurted out. "If you dare, I'll never turn you into a human again."
Lady Elena, your tsundere attitude has been relegated to a lower level... If the two of them are both this dense, who knows when they'll finally blossom and bear fruit.
I need to think of a solution.
“Lady Elena… I am your possession, so I don’t need love or anything like that,” said Miss Broom. “But you should think about your other competitors.”
"Him—how could it be? Him… how could there be anyone else…"
Does this mean she's indirectly admitting she likes Lady Qin?
Miss Broom pressed her advantage, saying, "Think about Alice, that little orc girl. Do you think she has absolutely no chance? Now think about where her hostility towards you comes from?"
"I'll never see her again."
“Who can say for sure about such things…” Miss Broom laughed. “Besides… in the future, will he meet someone like Alice? Who can say for sure? Am I right, Lady Elena?”
They couldn't argue with the broom at all.
"Has she become a spirit?" Elena thought indignantly.
“Even if—even if you’re absolutely right—he’s an idiot,” Elena retorted. “He doesn’t even have those kinds of thoughts.”
“Lady Elena is an idiot too,” said Miss Broom.
Elena stared in disbelief at Miss Broom, dumbfounded: "You actually called me an idiot?"
"When it comes to love, you can't even beat a broom, so you're just a fool," Miss Broom provoked. "Don't be a sore loser and turn me back into a broom, just tell me if I'm right or not."
I simply can't afford to play this game anymore.
Elena transformed the broom from a human form back into a broom.
What do you know so much about a broom... really.
Even you are like that.
After calming down, Elena pushed the door open again. After all, it was too damp outside—and staying outside would only make Qin feel more confused about her condition.
"It tastes pretty good." Seeing Elena come in, Qin gave an objective evaluation based on Elena's request. "Thank you."
"Bang—" Elena slammed the door shut again.