In fact, the moment the door opened, and I ran towards it, I knew something was wrong.
I could hear Ryan's voice calling for me from outside, and I couldn't help but think it was Ryan who opened the door...
'Why? Why? Why Nike?!'
Before jumping up and down as planned and stamping my feet to hug Ryan.
To be completely honest...
I could stop...
But I didn't do that!
Nike was surprised and jumped up to hug me, but he caught me in a panic.
We stood there in surprise.
That moment.
It felt like there were only the two of us in the world.
I never thought I would be able to see his face this close.
A bewildered look.
Shaking eyes.
Handsome face. Nice scent.
Just by touching, dozens of memories flash through my mind.
'Should I wrap it for 3 seconds?'
Use the blessing of regression to stay in his arms indefinitely!
But if I do that, I'll get caught by Nike. Since Nike is also a user with superpowers, I'll have to regress with him.
I'm sorry, and come down.
No, I don't want to. Just be a little more surprised and act stiff.
Are you crazy? Come down.
Who are you to give orders? I'll do whatever I want!
“Ehei...”
As the two selves inside me were fighting fiercely, Ryan approached me.
And he pulled me firmly out of Nike's arms.
“How long are you going to keep doing this!”
I tumbled into Ryan's arms like a cicada being caught. The regret was indescribable.
“Sorry for rushing in, bunny!”
“...”
“Quick!”
“I’m sorry for rushing in...”
Nike looked at me with pity for a moment and then forgave me.
"...It's okay."
In front of the accommodation.
I was wondering why Nike, who should have headed straight for the capital after the expedition, stopped by here, and surprisingly enough, it seemed to be because of me.
Now we are sitting side by side beside Nike's steed, ready to depart.
“I’m sorry if what I said that day hurt you.”
"Yes?"
That day, ah, that day...
That day, at dawn, I was about to go and tell you that I was your lover.
"Oh, no. It's actually me who embarrassed you, Your Highness. I'm sorry."
“...”
He hesitated for a moment and then said apologetically.
“I don’t remember you.”
“Oh, yes...”
I clenched my fists. I already felt tears welling up in my eyes, knowing what Nike was going to say.
If you hold on to someone who doesn't remember you and miss them, it will only make things harder for you, so don't do that.
'Ugh. Is that even possible, human?'
Of course, I know that Nike wants me to give up my foolishness, but it's too cruel...
“Hey, can we break up?”
“I don’t know. Now, even if you say you don’t like me, I don’t think I can let you go.”
"Sorry."
"...I love it."
“...”
When did you say that?
It's really bad...
“So, I would like you to tell me one by one.”
"Yes, yes?!"
What the heck is this!
I looked at Nike in surprise, but he wasn't looking at me. He bowed his head slightly, fiddling with his clasped hands, and spent a long time choosing his words.
“Slowly... one by one.”
“...”
“At the end... what did we talk about?”
I asked, and Nike looked back at me.
For a moment, I froze.
‘Oh, of all things...’
There are hundreds of beautiful memories I could tell him, but Nike asks about the one he least wants to remember.
“Let’s never meet again.”
“Never love.”
My mouth wouldn't open.
I know better than anyone why Nike, despite loving me so much, said in the end that we shouldn't meet again.
Because we suffered as much as we loved.
He once said.
"Sorry."
How has my life, which I used to live like a Princess, changed since I met him?
The first day, he saw it with his own eyes.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t know I was such a selfish person.”
It was right to break up, but he said he was sorry because he didn't want to break up.
He could turn back time and make the fact that we loved each other never happen, but he said he was sorry because he didn't want to do that.
“I’ll fall in love with you again anyway.”
He also said that he was afraid to pass on the blessing to me.
He's afraid that I, exhausted from all this hardship, will run away to the past alone. And that I won't come see him again.
“I know you’re having a hard time because of me, but I’m... so scared of living without you, forgetting you.”
After loving so dangerously, I finally met Ryan...
When, at the end of life, you have no choice but to run away to the past.
Maybe Nike could return with his memories.
If only he had gone back, even briefly, and given me the blessing. If only I, not he, had turned back time...
But I didn't do that.
It must have been done on purpose.
That's exactly what we thought was best for each other.
“If we were to break up, I would probably have to forget all the memories of me loving you.”
“...”
“But I will love you again, so you... avoid me.”
Nike is really stupid.
“The Prince... so at the end... what did you say to me...?”
“Let’s never meet again.”
I was speechless.
Nike was staring at me.
Looking into his deep blue eyes, I...
"You told me we should definitely meet again.”
...I ended up lying for a moment!
Nike, who had been blinking quietly, looked back ahead and muttered.
“I see...”
Aah!
I covered my face in embarrassment.
Why tell a lie that will be found out in no time!
Nike will probably know roughly what our relationship was like before the regression.
And even if he says he doesn't remember, he knows his own personality best. Would he believe that he said something like that?
I sobbed and quickly corrected myself.
“Oh, no. Actually... Actually, you said we shouldn’t meet again...”
Nike looked back at me again.
I wiped my tears and said.
“I’m sorry for lying. I didn’t realize it for a moment...”
“...No. It’s okay.”
He sighed.
You probably don't want to have this stupid conversation with a thirteen-year-old crybaby...
“I’m sorry I forgot you.”
Nike took something out of his bosom, handed it to me, and stood up.
“But... I’ll remember from now on.”
Ah.
Nike got on his horse, leaving me to sit there blankly. And then she said.
“Let’s meet again.”
Oh my god...
Of course, Nike meant to see my face again, but I wanted to think about it as I pleased.
Please... I hope these words convey the meaning of “let’s be lovers again”.
“Oh, don’t get sick... and stay healthy until we meet again.”
"...you too."
Nike smiled faintly. He soon rode away on horseback.
I'm watching his back...
Chuck.
“It’s a sight you can’t watch without shedding tears.”
Ryan came out and put his arm around my shoulder.
“Tainted Princess, are you sad?”
"...A little."
"But don't cry. There's a saying that the ground hardens after the rain. Even though I separated you two, this, too, was Heaven's will..."
This is ridiculous.
But that's not wrong.
I looked back at the god of death.
Ryan.
In fact, if it weren't for this man, nothing could have changed.
"Thank you."
“...Is that sarcasm?”
"No, seriously. Even if Dad hadn't interfered, we would have been destined to break up anyway."
I could never love Nike to the end without destroying my family, the Wassenbergs.
But I couldn't even dare to go against my father and brothers.
Because there was no hope.
"Before the regression... I wondered what would have happened if I had received that person's blessing, rewound time dozens of times, and tried endlessly on my own. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't see a future where I would succeed."
Because my powers are ultimately limited to imitating the powers of my brothers.
But with Ryan's arrival, I saw hope that I could win, and I saw a future that could be different.
"So, thank you. Maybe this time, with Dad, things can be different for us."
I said that and opened the gift Nike had given me.
And then I started crying.
...handkerchief.
My heart ached, and I raised my head, remembering all the things I had yet to say.
The back of Nike, distant like a dot.
Even though I know I can't catch it, I take my foot off without realizing it.
“Tainted princess.”
Ryan grabbed the back of his neck.
“We still have a lot of work to do.”
I closed my eyes tightly.
I know. I know very well...
“We’ve finished the birthday party, and now it’s time to go home!”
“Ugh.”
The god of death shouted loudly, dragging me along as I sobbed towards Nike, who was moving away.
“You are still mine...!”
...Ugh. See.
I could hear Ryan's voice calling for me from outside, and I couldn't help but think it was Ryan who opened the door...
'Why? Why? Why Nike?!'
Before jumping up and down as planned and stamping my feet to hug Ryan.
To be completely honest...
I could stop...
But I didn't do that!
Nike was surprised and jumped up to hug me, but he caught me in a panic.
We stood there in surprise.
That moment.
It felt like there were only the two of us in the world.
I never thought I would be able to see his face this close.
A bewildered look.
Shaking eyes.
Handsome face. Nice scent.
Just by touching, dozens of memories flash through my mind.
'Should I wrap it for 3 seconds?'
Use the blessing of regression to stay in his arms indefinitely!
But if I do that, I'll get caught by Nike. Since Nike is also a user with superpowers, I'll have to regress with him.
I'm sorry, and come down.
No, I don't want to. Just be a little more surprised and act stiff.
Are you crazy? Come down.
Who are you to give orders? I'll do whatever I want!
“Ehei...”
As the two selves inside me were fighting fiercely, Ryan approached me.
And he pulled me firmly out of Nike's arms.
“How long are you going to keep doing this!”
I tumbled into Ryan's arms like a cicada being caught. The regret was indescribable.
“Sorry for rushing in, bunny!”
“...”
“Quick!”
“I’m sorry for rushing in...”
Nike looked at me with pity for a moment and then forgave me.
"...It's okay."
***
In front of the accommodation.
I was wondering why Nike, who should have headed straight for the capital after the expedition, stopped by here, and surprisingly enough, it seemed to be because of me.
Now we are sitting side by side beside Nike's steed, ready to depart.
“I’m sorry if what I said that day hurt you.”
"Yes?"
That day, ah, that day...
That day, at dawn, I was about to go and tell you that I was your lover.
"Oh, no. It's actually me who embarrassed you, Your Highness. I'm sorry."
“...”
He hesitated for a moment and then said apologetically.
“I don’t remember you.”
“Oh, yes...”
I clenched my fists. I already felt tears welling up in my eyes, knowing what Nike was going to say.
If you hold on to someone who doesn't remember you and miss them, it will only make things harder for you, so don't do that.
'Ugh. Is that even possible, human?'
Of course, I know that Nike wants me to give up my foolishness, but it's too cruel...
“Hey, can we break up?”
“I don’t know. Now, even if you say you don’t like me, I don’t think I can let you go.”
“Obsession...”
"...I love it."
“...”
When did you say that?
It's really bad...
“So, I would like you to tell me one by one.”
"Yes, yes?!"
What the heck is this!
I looked at Nike in surprise, but he wasn't looking at me. He bowed his head slightly, fiddling with his clasped hands, and spent a long time choosing his words.
“Slowly... one by one.”
“...”
“At the end... what did we talk about?”
I asked, and Nike looked back at me.
For a moment, I froze.
‘Oh, of all things...’
There are hundreds of beautiful memories I could tell him, but Nike asks about the one he least wants to remember.
“Let’s never meet again.”
“Never love.”
My mouth wouldn't open.
I know better than anyone why Nike, despite loving me so much, said in the end that we shouldn't meet again.
Because we suffered as much as we loved.
He once said.
"Sorry."
How has my life, which I used to live like a Princess, changed since I met him?
The first day, he saw it with his own eyes.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t know I was such a selfish person.”
It was right to break up, but he said he was sorry because he didn't want to break up.
He could turn back time and make the fact that we loved each other never happen, but he said he was sorry because he didn't want to do that.
“I’ll fall in love with you again anyway.”
He also said that he was afraid to pass on the blessing to me.
He's afraid that I, exhausted from all this hardship, will run away to the past alone. And that I won't come see him again.
“I know you’re having a hard time because of me, but I’m... so scared of living without you, forgetting you.”
After loving so dangerously, I finally met Ryan...
When, at the end of life, you have no choice but to run away to the past.
Maybe Nike could return with his memories.
If only he had gone back, even briefly, and given me the blessing. If only I, not he, had turned back time...
But I didn't do that.
It must have been done on purpose.
That's exactly what we thought was best for each other.
“If we were to break up, I would probably have to forget all the memories of me loving you.”
“...”
“But I will love you again, so you... avoid me.”
Nike is really stupid.
Seeing how I, who carried painful memories of loving someone, thought I wouldn't seek them out if I returned.
“Let’s never meet again.”
I was speechless.
Nike was staring at me.
Looking into his deep blue eyes, I...
"You told me we should definitely meet again.”
...I ended up lying for a moment!
Nike, who had been blinking quietly, looked back ahead and muttered.
“I see...”
Aah!
I covered my face in embarrassment.
Why tell a lie that will be found out in no time!
Nike will probably know roughly what our relationship was like before the regression.
And even if he says he doesn't remember, he knows his own personality best. Would he believe that he said something like that?
I sobbed and quickly corrected myself.
“Oh, no. Actually... Actually, you said we shouldn’t meet again...”
Nike looked back at me again.
I wiped my tears and said.
“I’m sorry for lying. I didn’t realize it for a moment...”
“...No. It’s okay.”
He sighed.
You probably don't want to have this stupid conversation with a thirteen-year-old crybaby...
“I’m sorry I forgot you.”
Nike took something out of his bosom, handed it to me, and stood up.
“But... I’ll remember from now on.”
Ah.
Nike got on his horse, leaving me to sit there blankly. And then she said.
“Let’s meet again.”
Oh my god...
Of course, Nike meant to see my face again, but I wanted to think about it as I pleased.
Please... I hope these words convey the meaning of “let’s be lovers again”.
“Oh, don’t get sick... and stay healthy until we meet again.”
"...you too."
Nike smiled faintly. He soon rode away on horseback.
I'm watching his back...
Chuck.
“It’s a sight you can’t watch without shedding tears.”
Ryan came out and put his arm around my shoulder.
“Tainted Princess, are you sad?”
"...A little."
"But don't cry. There's a saying that the ground hardens after the rain. Even though I separated you two, this, too, was Heaven's will..."
This is ridiculous.
But that's not wrong.
I looked back at the god of death.
Ryan.
In fact, if it weren't for this man, nothing could have changed.
"Thank you."
“...Is that sarcasm?”
"No, seriously. Even if Dad hadn't interfered, we would have been destined to break up anyway."
I could never love Nike to the end without destroying my family, the Wassenbergs.
But I couldn't even dare to go against my father and brothers.
Because there was no hope.
"Before the regression... I wondered what would have happened if I had received that person's blessing, rewound time dozens of times, and tried endlessly on my own. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't see a future where I would succeed."
Because my powers are ultimately limited to imitating the powers of my brothers.
But with Ryan's arrival, I saw hope that I could win, and I saw a future that could be different.
"So, thank you. Maybe this time, with Dad, things can be different for us."
I said that and opened the gift Nike had given me.
And then I started crying.
...handkerchief.
My heart ached, and I raised my head, remembering all the things I had yet to say.
The back of Nike, distant like a dot.
Even though I know I can't catch it, I take my foot off without realizing it.
“Tainted princess.”
Ryan grabbed the back of his neck.
“We still have a lot of work to do.”
I closed my eyes tightly.
I know. I know very well...
“We’ve finished the birthday party, and now it’s time to go home!”
“Ugh.”
The god of death shouted loudly, dragging me along as I sobbed towards Nike, who was moving away.
“You are still mine...!”
...Ugh. See.
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