Extraordinary – Ordinary – Soap!

Yes, is that an empty ear? Dreams that are convenient for me?

I'm sure you heard wrong. No way that's happening.

"…… It's only natural to run away."

I gently tried to pull my hand out, and I found out. Mr. Ceres, who grabbed my wrist, peeks this way.

"You look incredible, don't you? I wasn't that eligible..."

"What, uh, no..."

"But even if you're not aware of it now, it's not from now on. I won't give up until you fall into my arms, and if you don't believe me, I'll say it again and again until you believe me."

My face is so close that I'm likely to exhale, I get unwittingly flustered. Wait, wait! Um, I haven't been able to accept reality yet!

"I like it, Lucia. I always liked it. Ever since I met you again, you know how much I couldn't wait for a sunny day? I don't like being seen with colored glasses, I mislead my identity, and I don't want anyone to take it, so I hid your presence in all the crew members who said they wanted to tell you how grateful I am... You know how happy I was when you unexpectedly showed up, depressed that you would decide to travel and not see me?

Mr. Ceres has gently touched his cheeks with the hands of those who have not grasped my hand.

"How envious I was when the Virgin was monopolizing you. How much bowel simmered back when His Highness said he would serve you. You don't know that, do you?

I don't know! I always assumed that Mr. Ceres liked Maria, and I never dreamed they would think that way!

"I like it, if you want me to, I'll be on your side the whole time. I won't do it alone. If you don't have a place to go home, you just have to make a new one, both of us. So... can you take this hand?

By this time, I hope my brain just recognized it, when my real feeling swelled that this wasn't a dream.

It's not a dream - - Yes, it's not about my dreams that Mr. Ceres liked me.

This is real, and Mr. Ceres thinks that I... like it.

The moment I understood that, the puffiness and tears spilled.

"What... Lucia!? That, to the point of crying... no, it was...?

"No...... no. So no. Cry............"

I don't want to be misunderstood by Mr. Werewolf Ceres, and I will diligently deny it, but the tears that started flowing once will not stop easily. I had decided not to cry anymore after your mother died. Crying doesn't change anything. I would do what I can now if I were to cry, that's what I had decided.

"Sorry, don't cry"

"No…… this is a pleasure,"

Yes, I'm happy.

It's who I like more than anyone that says he's not alone anymore, that he'll stay with me, that he'll give me a place to go home.

That was a very happy thing.

But are you sure Mr. Ceres is okay with me?

I am not beautiful or anything. I'm not smart, I don't have a family, I'm rich but I'm in debt, and I can't think of a good place.

"Me, so, okay...?

"I like Lucia. I don't like it unless it's Lucia."

In response to my enquiry about the stray, Mr. Ceres responded clearly.

I have the hesitation that it won't match.

But still.

As Mr Ceres desires me, so do I, Mr Ceres.

I don't like it if I'm not Mr. Ceres, either, as I don't think Mr. Ceres would like it if it wasn't for me.

As Mr. Ceres said he liked me, so do I, Mr. Ceres.

I can't do it with anyone else. I can't give it to anyone else.

I wanted to tell you how I feel, but the words don't come out grabbing me with my chest.

Softly lay your own hands on Mr. Ceres's hands as he shrugs.

No. I don't want to look like this anymore. You have absolutely swollen eyes and a terrible face, don't you? I'm embarrassed and I want to disappear, but I'm afraid if I disappear, I'm going to be a real dream.

So I'm going to be brave, too.

"Mr. Ceres."

If you rub your eyes and wipe your tears at your disposal with the hands of the empty one, you will look straight at Mr. Ceres. I need to get some breathing done so we can talk properly.

We have to face those who have faced us in good faith properly and head-on.

"Me too, Mr. Ceres would be nice. I'm nobody else, and I like Mr. Ceres. If you want me to, can I stay on your side?

The first confession of my life that I uttered by squeezing my courage brought a smile like sunshine to that opponent.