Cardboard Houses Do Not Tear

21 – The thickness of thin thin reconciliation

The sky is blue.

What does being blue mean?

Our eyes distinguish the color of light by dispersing the light of visible light.

That’s why we call the sky blue through a series of processes.

Until we discovered it, our eyes were self-selecting the light to be distinguished and the light not to be distinguished.

By the way.

“……”

“……”

Why does a human being who can control his eyes make this mistake by not being able to distinguish between what to say and what not to say in his head?

Fortunately, I should be relieved that I wasn’t a teammate who felt disqualified from repeating the same mistake.

I really don’t know if I should send my condolences to my 33 years for never having anyone to say these words to.

Life is said to be all or nothing, but both of them are hard.

Oh my God.

The wind blows again as I continue to bruise like that.

I heard something say to me.

You idiot, four-

I stood up quietly.

Because if I heard that, I would really hate to do it.

I took my first step confidently. It was natural.

But what happened? The more she goes to her, the heavier her feet become.

It was because the karma I spat out was still there in that place where the warmth had disappeared.

“That, Miss Prianian.”

Like an earworm in her head, Memdo barely reached her, ignoring her last words I uttered.

She was still curled up like a beanworm.

“……”

“I think I made a mistake-“

“It’s a slip of the tongue.”

That voice was cold enough to give goosebumps.

“Eh, that.”

“What is a slip of the tongue?”

“No, I said it was f*cking pretty like a doll-“

“So you’re saying I’m ugly?”

She said, still burying her head.

At that sharp question, I was speechless.

After thinking for a while, he shook his head. And I made a decision.

Because if I keep going like this, I won’t be able to say what I need to say.

“No.”

“Then what-“

“My mistake is simple. Miss Prianian.”

I sat in front of her. Her knees did not fall. Because you don’t have to do that.

“Not being able to tell the difference between what to say and what not to say. That is my mistake.”

“Are you saying you can’t say that you are pretty?”

She raised her head. Those bright blue eyes were looking at me.

I said looking straight into the deep sea.

“No. Miss Prianian is seriously, really pretty.”

“Suddenly?”

Her voice trembled slightly.

I nodded. It was a bonus to add that I could talk for 10 minutes.

Ignoring Miss Prianian’s natural reaction as she looked at me with a puzzled expression, I just said what I had to say.

“But even if it was the same thing, even if it were true, it wasn’t something I would easily say lightly in the same situation as just now. I want to apologize for that.”

Miss Priyanian’s eyes were still motionless.

“Because I personally thought that it means that a lightly spoken word can lower the target.”

“I see.”

The days have become duller than before. That was a good sign.

“When we go down this hill, we don’t know if we’ll be back to work or what. But if my mistake hurts Miss Prianian, it’s as big as-“

“Wounds?”

As for why that word suddenly came out, it was a mixed tone.

“To be honest, I am not very good-looking.”

I nodded my head at the result of my self-objectification.

Well, of course it hurts.

Wouldn’t it be mentally damaging if someone like me said that? Thinking so

“Miss Priyanian would be mentally shocked to hear such a thing suddenly from someone with a face like mine.”

Hearing what I said, her eyes trembled.

And then.

“Poop.”

Starting with that one word, she started laughing like crazy.

To the extent that it makes the viewer feel bad.

“Hey, why are you laughing?”

Is it something to laugh at that much?

It’s my fault, but my appearance isn’t such a laughing matter.

After a while, Ms. Priyanian, who managed to shake off her laughter, said while stealing her eyes.

“Mr. G-House. If you’re just going to apologize, skip the joke. It’s funny, so it’s hard to manage facial expressions.”

“Hey, I know I was wrong, but it’s not something to laugh at that much, is it?”

“All right. It just goes.”

As she said that, she took her canteen from her pack and drank it down.

I stared blankly at it. It was because of the sudden change in attitude.

And even ignoring it, the sight of her drinking water made it easy to keep an eye on her.

As a woman, she knew how to drink water to quench her thirst, to the point that even though her throat didn’t protrude that much, she could feel the gulp.

This house is good at mukbang.

Puha, she exclaimed the freshness of the water, and a drop of water formed on her lips.

It was a bonus that I could feel an unknown thirst even more from that figure.

Miss Prianian was about to close the lid when her eyes met mine.

And then.

“Come on. Take a sip.”

The corners of the canteen’s mouth were shining in the sunlight. Maybe it’s because of her smile that the light shines.

“Yes?”

“You seem to be staring at it, isn’t it because you’re thirsty?”

A mischief crept into her eyes when she said that.

“No, not that.”

“Ah. Are you saying you’re not thirsty?”

With a pop, water droplets burst out.

“Then what did you see?”

The cherry-like lips became more moist.

“It is strange. You’re not thirsty, so why are you looking at me?”

It seems that her voice has water in it. She looked like this she was flipping through.

Miss Prianian, who was in a contemplative pose, looked at me again.

“Mr. G-House.”

“Yes?”

“Serious advice. Wherever you go, be careful what you say. Then someone catches you.”

“No matter how much I thought about it, I didn’t say or do anything that would cause the guards to arrest me.”

“Ah.”

Pausing her words for a moment, she looked at me with her foolish eyes.

“Why is that?”

“No. You mean you don’t drink anyway?”

“I don’t drink.”

Miss Prianian turned her head again and drank.

I couldn’t be there any longer.

I took my crossbow and halberd and stood up. It looks like it’s been hot, so I need to get some fresh air.

Then she asked, poking her mouth out of her canteen.

“Where are you going?”

“I will dismantle the trap. I don’t need any more.”

I brought out the excuse I had prepared in advance. I’ll believe it if I pick up a few as I go down.

“Then thank you. Because there’s less work to do later. By the way, do you really not drink? Are you going to drink all the water?”

I heard her shaking her canteen.

The hopeless crescent moon that floated while looking back at me made me thirsty.

And when I thought of that white neck belt, I had no choice but to leave this place sooner.

“…Please.”

Gulp, gulp. The sound came all the way here.

My feet got faster.

I didn’t have the courage to say that it was my canteen.

***

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Chalkadang! A crackling sound came along with the sound. The corners of the eyes were contorted.

“Oh sh*t, the corpse arm was chewed up.”

As I grumbled and dismantled the bear trap, I heard a familiar voice.

“Oh, is that right?”

Looking up for a moment, I saw a short gray-haired man with scars across his face, with a barrel and two knives at his side.

It was Hwaran who decided to intercept Sarian.

“Hwaran? Why are you coming from this side?”

Did the binge come from over there?

“That crazy Sarian bastard said he would have to kill the bastard who shot the crossbow even if he went when he went.”

f*ck. It’s not like it was going to be a big deal.

“Don’t worry, I searched.”

Perhaps he read my momentarily hardened expression, Huaruan laughed and read it consolingly.

“He was a tough guy, but it’s only natural that I couldn’t win.”

Hwaran’s armor, which had been saying that, had only some dirt on it, and there were no scratches.

“I’m glad. By the way, what was that you were holding next to you?”

“Ah.”

He laughed ominously and took something wrapped in a cloth from the barrel.

The lower part was stained red, which gave rise to an a priori warning that something quite terrible would come out the moment you opened it.

“Do you want to see it?”

“I don’t have a bad taste in looking at things that make me dream. Aren’t you heavy anyway? Shall I come?”

“Okay, I’m going to submit this to the lord as a result, so I’d rather have it.”

While saying that, Hwaran put Sarian’s head back into the barrel and looked up at the top of the hill.

“What about Lorna?”

“I am resting. He seemed tired from shooting the crossbow all the time.”

“Hmm, I’m sure your skills are good.”

“It was an opportunity to feel the weight of the double mercenary title, Hwaran.”

“Well, I’m glad you felt that way. Anyway, are you doing well?”

I paused for a moment, then nodded.

“Well, that’s just it.”

“You should take care of it, but actually your role.”

“Isn’t that a token of goodwill?”

“Oh, I know that.”

“I am a disciple of Hwaran. Although Miss Prianian is unaware of that fact.”

It was one of the reasons why Hwaran and Guilford put me alone as a guard without the others.

An indirect intention that the mercenary leader will treat Miss Priyanian well and treat her favorably by attaching a disciple she taught herself as a guard.

And a proof that you won’t use it as a throwaway word after shooting the wizard.

That was my hidden role. Because there is no master who uses his student as a throwaway card.

Everything a person can touch has a reason.

“By the way, Hwaran.”

“Why is that, okay?”

There was something a bit unclear.

“Do you know why the prianian sheep came all the way to the north?”

She is too sharp on how she treats everything.

To some extent, even if it is wary of the first place, isn’t it a little bit like aiming a crossbow at the back of a person’s head or interrogating someone while suddenly resting?

“Okay.”

Then his face stiffened slightly.

“You know the saying that ignorance is medicine?”

Far’an said seriously.

“Yes?”

“Secrets are valuable because they are secrets. Either in the name of protection or in the name of trust.”

For some reason, I had an ominous feeling that I was also included in the target of protection.

How many people have disappeared by knowing what they shouldn’t know?

“I will forget.”

That’s why you should do it at least in words.

Then Hwaran relaxed his expression again as usual. It was a great choice.

“Hey, what are you thinking so deeply about? What do you think of me if I reveal your private life to Vieri or Skal?”

I just laughed and passed it over.

“Yes.”

Hwaran just laughed and passed it over.

Because that’s what happens.

“Bastard, after 5 years of enduring, you are still foolish. Anyway, seeing you say that doesn’t sound like much of a bad thing. Take it.”

He threw the barrel of his head at me. There was the sound of something snapping in the barrel.

“Ugh.”

“I should go up and ask myself. Hold it for a while.”

Hwaran went up the hill.

I didn’t follow him until I closed the barrel from which the fishy smell was coming up.

It was a bonus to hide it behind my back in case Miss Prianian would see it.

***

“Lorna! Nice to see you alive. How are you!”

Miss Prianian put on the mask of sociality again and welcomed Hwaran.

Hwar An, who had been talking with her for a while about her sniping from before, asked straight-forward.

“So, isn’t Asei too talkative?”

She paused for a moment, then answered with a smile.

“He tried to seduce people in a rather novel way.”

f*ck. It says that

I couldn’t see anything in Miss Priyanian’s eyes as she looked at me while saying that.

Like a magic mirror in an interrogation room.

Fortunately, Huar’an passed it over with an expression that he thought he was going to do that.

“hehehe, this damn guy is kind of like that. But I really don’t know, so please understand. I don’t know what a child’s face looks like.”

“It seemed so. Hwaran.”

“Then, what about it? May I appoint Assei to your squad?”

What?

I asked Hwaran urgently at the sudden bomb declaration.

“Yes? That? Me? Why-“

“Know how to get hit the moment Whyo comes out. Aye.”

I shut my mouth again. Curiosity won’t block your fist.

“Lorna decided to come in after receiving her squad leader position. That’s why she was assigned a single room first.”

Far’an continued.

“And in our mercenary corps, to become a squad leader, one person must be under his command. You know that too.”

I nodded.

“And that one is you. Know that you are blessed, you asshole.”

After he finished speaking with a hearty laugh, he asked Miss Prianian again.

“Are you okay? I don’t mind if you want other mercenaries, but I recommend this one. As you know, the skill is certain.”

And Miss Prianian said, nodding his head willingly.

“I will. At least I saw my skills clearly.”

She shook my hand again.

“Please take care of me, Mr. G-House?”

“Thank you, Captain of the Prianian Squad.”

“Sir.”

“…Squad leader.”

I took her hand without the slightest hesitation.

The prianian squad leader’s eyes widened slightly, then went back to the way they were before.

Although it might be a handshake for me, at least as long as there is a guarantee from Hwaran, there won’t be a crossbow stuck in the back of my head.

That’s enough.

Because I can somehow survive, and I have to survive.

If it’s at least twice as strong as a mercenary’s, I’ll catch you if I grab your ankle.

…And pretty too.