Chapter 38
The Regressor and the Blind Saint
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The next day, at Reneeâs accommodation.
Theresa blinked and glanced at Renee, who looked exhausted.
âYou look quite tired.â
âAh, I couldnât sleep wellâ¦â
She looked awful. There were dark circles under her eyes; she sighed as if she were troubled by something.
However, even her usual unfading beauty appeared dim. Theresa, who found this situation funny, soon burst into laughter and said.
âSo, did you find the answer to the riddle?â
Flinch. Reneeâs body shook.
Again, she began to emanate a pink aura.
After the rising aura enveloped Reneeâs entire body, she nodded her head.
âYesâ¦â
A quivering tone with a tinge of shyness.
Renee pursed her lips, carefully choosing what to say next, then took a deep breath and continued her grumbling response.
âI did find the answer, butâ¦â
âWhatâs wrong?â
â⦠I donât get it.â
âHm?â
Reneeâs moaning figure reflected in Theresaâs eyes. Renee groaned and hesitated for a long time, then closed her eyes tightly and began blurting out words.
âUgh⦠I donât know why I have this feeling. There wasnât any particular incident that made it happen, and there wasnât any other reason, but all of a suddenâ¦â
Her words were all over the place, which made it seem like she was spouting gibberish.
Seeing Renee blurting out words rapidly, wondering what to do, Theresa thought, âIsnât she adorable?â inwardly.
The translucent hue radiating from the girl, who became confused upon realizing her first love, was Theresaâs favorite color.
âYou donât necessarily need a reason.â
Theresa replied laughingly. When Renee raised her head, Theresa continued speaking with a smile on her face.
âIsnât there an answer to the riddle? Itâs an emotion born without a reason, yet many still belatedly try to find the reason behind it. That emotion is called love.â
âAhâ¦!â
Reneeâs face turned red.
Her face became that way on its own, the moment she heard the word âlove.â
It was because hearing that word directly made her belly tingle. The word she couldnât even dare to utter due to feeling ashamed.
âSti-Stillâ¦!â
âI can assure you of this. No matter what reason Lady Saintâs heart tries to seek, it will never be able to define love. Love doesnât ask for a reason. It just wants to be called love.â
She continued speaking as such.
It was an epiphany that Theresa had gained throughout her life, living under the name of the Apostle of Love.
âLove is just love. The emotion that makes you look at someone without even realizing. The feeling that compels you to try finding yourself in their eyes. Thatâs what that heart-wrenching feeling is. Thatâs how parents look at their children.â
Renee shook her head again upon hearing her words.
âLove wears so many layers. Itâs akin to a capricious child. Sometimes he is curious, sometimes he yearns, and sometimes he resents. So, itâs an emotion thatâs easily misunderstood because itâs difficult for you to be certain what it is.â
Theresaâs words pierced Renee, who kept trying to deny that, to her core.
âBut, at the end of the day, itâs still love. Every layer that tries to cover it needs to be torn apart. Love is an emotion that canât be defined by any word other than love itself.â
Words that revealed her ignorant self, who was looking away in shame.
âDonât try to seek reasons. All Lady Saint has to do is to just accept the feelings engraved in your heart as they are.â
Renee wondered what kind of layers did her feelings of love wear.
Curiosity about why he revered her so much.
A yearning for him, who was much more mature than herself yet only a few years older than her.
A resentment against those unconscious actions that made her suffer.
When she thought about it. Her feeling of love was wearing many layers.
âTh-thatâsâ¦â
In the end, all of that was love.
Whoosh-.
Renee felt a sensation of heat spreading throughout her body.
The heat was so intense that she wondered if she would be cooked to death like this
How could she calm it down? Why was her heart pounding at a time like this? It was beating faster than ever before as it channeled heat throughout her body.
Seeing Renee, who had turned redder than an apple, Theresa finished her speech with a giggle.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âItâs a natural phenomenon. Lady Saint is a human too, so no need to be shy.â
âAh, th-thatâ¦â
Renee stuttered as she barely uttered a word.
Her head wobbled.
A truly ridiculous figure.
Yet, to Theresa, she looked more beautiful than ever.
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âThank you for your hard work.â
Veraâs voice. Renee felt her heart beat wildly upon hearing his deep voice.
âYesâ¦â
âHow was todayâs lesson?â
What did I do? What did I learn from Lady Theresa?
She couldnât think well because of the feverish heat. No matter how she tried to remember, nothing came to mind.
In fact, she couldnât think of anything because she didnât actually learn anything today, but Renee, whose mind was haunted by the thought, âI have to answer Vera,â didnât realize.
So, the reply she spouted was yet another foolish answer.
âI learned something good!â
Shortly after Renee answered, she closed her eyes tightly and asked herself.
âWhatâs goodâ¦!â
What nonsense am I saying? What if Vera thinks of me as strange at this rate?
While Renee was cursing herself inwardly, Vera, who was looking at Renee, nodded and answered in his usual tone.
âItâs great.â
In fact, no matter what Renee reply would have been, Veraâs answer would have remained the same.
Renee was Veraâs faith and his truth, so no matter her answer, Vera would never think of her as strange.
Immediately after answering, Vera continued to think that, even as he looked at Reneeâs reddened complexion.
âAre the lessons hard?â
He was just worried.
Vera, who couldnât even fathom Reneeâs heart, became worried when he saw Reneeâs abnormal behavior.
From a distance, they looked ridiculous.
Even today, the two were walking alongside each other while thinking something different.
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Three days was enough time for Renee to acknowledge her feelings.
Renee held hands with Vera and walked through the flowerbed, and continued to think with her head down.
What does Vera think of me?
Thatâs what she thought.
She didnât mean the way he treated her on the outside.
She was concerned about something deeper, his inner feelings. She was wondering about the hidden feelings that he didnât reveal yet.
Does Vera also love her? She never thought of that, not for a single moment.
Renee knew. The feeling Vera harbored for her wasnât one of love. She couldnât help but notice it because it was blatantly obvious.
Veraâs feelings for her were too vivid to define it as âlove,â too short to label it as âlike.â His feelings towards her were more close to reverence, if she had to put into words.
A virtuous attitude, the always calm tone, and even now, the silent and protective actions were testaments to that.
Squeeze. Renee felt her heart getting squeezed.
Her heart kept pounding for him, yet the other person didnât feel that way for her.
Reneeâs first love was a needlessly honest man, who didnât have a speck of selfishness.
âItâs fine.â
You can be a little bit selfish.
Renee, who thought as such, belatedly realized that they were just one step apart and gasped.
âSaint?â
âAh, itâs nothing.â
Tremble. Her shoulders trembled.
Heat began to surge over her body again.
In her mumbling lips, the unvoiced question, âWhat do you think of me?â lingered.
The reason why she didnât ask was because she was afraid that the answer would be too painful for her to bear.
It was because she was already aware of the answer, but didnât want to hear it through Veraâs mouth.
Renee didnât want to lose the warmth in her hands.
It was fine, even if it stayed as a mere delusion.
Wasnât it fine to imagine that Vera also felt the same way?
Tap. Following the tapping sound of the cane, the sound of footsteps resounded.
Renee felt the insides of her belly tingle and walked forward along with that beat.
Again, she fell into deep thought.
⦠No, this time around, a delusion flashed through her mind.
What would have happened if I didnât lose my vision?
Renee drew herself next to the face she once swept with her hands as she recalled the face she had drawn in her head.
She drew two people smiling at each other.
She knew it wasnât real, yet she still chose to draw such a scene.
In the scene, both she and Vera were laughing together. There, she wasnât the Saint.
Vera held her hands and spoke.
â Renee.
Flinch!! Reneeâs body shook.
The reaction caused by her delusion was too dangerous.
Shortly after, Reneeâs grip around Veraâs hand tightened as her body naturally stiffened.
Vera tilted his head as he looked at Renee, suddenly clasping his hand.
The reaction he saw every time they went on a walk. By now, that reaction had become pretty familiar.
He wondered if there was a problem. However, whenever he asked her about it, she would always reply, âItâs nothing.â So, Vera didnât call out to Renee this time around, and just quietly chose to examine her complexion.
It was really fortunate for Renee.
She would have twisted her body in shame if she realized that she reacted strangely in front of Vera again.
Renee wasnât even aware how she was reacting right now, and while she was trying to shake off these thoughts, a realization dawned on her.
Although I canât see Vera.
âJ-Just hearing him call my nameâ¦â
Maybe I can do it.
It was a pretty tempting thought.
Itâs not like Iâm asking for anything difficult, itâs just a name.
I think Vera will do it because Iâm the one asking.
Didnât Vera call me âMs. Reneeâ while we were in the village?
From there, she needs to push it a bit further and ask him to not add âMissâ while addressing her.
Renee, who resolved herself as such, pursed her lips for a moment and continued on her trail of thoughts. She then closed her eyes tightly and blurted out the following words.
âSir Knight!â
âYes.â
âWellâ¦â
Stiffen. She was speechless.
She was about to ask for a favor on the spur of the moment, but the thought of how to do that came to her mind belatedly.
Renee began sweating profusely while thinking about it. On the other hand, Vera patiently waited for Renee.
Renee only opened her mouth once again after walking half a lap around the flower bed in such a silent state.
â⦠Ah! Come to think of it, maybe we are being too formal! Since we will continue to see each other, I think it will be better for us to address each other in a more familiar way! Thatâs what I think!â
Unconsciously, she imitated a charlatan in order to convince Vera.
After momentarily thinking that something might be wrong, she continued speaking in a hurry.
âDo-donât you think so? We will ke-ke-keep seeing each other in the future! Since weâre going to be together, wouldnât it be better to close the distance a little? Like, for example, calling each other by our first names!â
It was a sudden start.
She tried to speak logically, but she couldnât think of any excuses, so she forcefully pushed forth.
Badump. Badump. Reneeâs heart began to beat erratically as feelings of anticipation and excitement brimmed within her.
Renee kept her ears wide open and tilted her head slightly towards Vera as she eagerly waited for his answer.
Veraâs answer only came after five more steps.
â⦠Please reconsider it. I apologize, but I canât accept this.â
His reply was a blatant rejection.