âWhy did you come here, you fool!!â
I shouted towards Sylvia.
At my sudden outburst, Sylvia looked taken aback, her eyes widening in surprise.
âY-you surprised me, Scarlet. Why are you suddenly like thisâ¦?â she asked, her voice flustered by my abruptness.
Her question acted as a trigger, releasing the emotions I had been holding back.
âWhy are you asking that? Do you really not understand why Iâm upset right nowâ¦?â
She looked as if she truly didnât grasp how serious the situation was, which stirred feelings of frustration along with a mix of other complicated emotions within me.
With a contorted expression, I shouted at Sylvia, âWhat on earth were you thinking coming hereâ¦! Do you have any idea how dangerous this place isâ¦!â
Behind Sylvia, the surroundings caught my eye.
This area, covered in a sea of ominous blackness, was tainted with magic.
No matter how I looked around, there wasnât a single blade of grass in this land, which felt unfriendly to humansâso much so that it could even be considered malicious.
And yet, Sylvia stepped foot into this place.
But look at her, wearing such a naive expression despite my impending doom.
How could I not feel my insides burning with anxiety?
While I was silently fuming, Sylvia, still staring at me, sighed and shook her head.
âHaah, honestly⦠I mean, I suppose one could think this is typical of Scarlet,â she said, her expression somewhere between disbelief and resignation as she met my gaze.
âI know itâs dangerous here. But I didnât come unprepared, you know? Even if it looks like this, I can take care of myself. Look, do you see?â
Sylvia spread her arms wide as if to prove her point.
In that moment, a faint light enveloped her, and I could feel the dark magic around us begin to purify.
âYou donât need to worry. Thanks to a little boost, I can handle myself even in a place full of magic. Even if the lesser demonic beasts attack, I can just fly away.â
She seemed to imply that she was fine.
Despite what she said, I couldnât ease my expression.
âThis isnât just about your capabilities. This isnât a place where anyone can live. Even just finding food and waterââ
âI came fully prepared for that too.â
As I pointed this out, Sylvia retrieved a water bottle and a small survival snack from the pouch at her waist.
âThis is a magic water pouch, and this emergency food provides all the nutrients you need for a whole day with just one bite. I brought plenty, so I can last at least a few weeks with just this.â
While saying this, Sylvia
gazed at the snack with a strange expression before squinting her eyes as if to brace herself, she shoved the food into her mouth.
Immediately after, for some unknown reason, she trembled and let out a silent scream.
After swallowing the snack, Sylvia hurriedly drank water, tears brimming in her eyes as she spoke.
âThe taste is horrifyingly bad⦠but you get that I donât need worrying, right?â
Trying to reassure me, she insisted not to worry about her well-being.
However, no matter her level of preparation, I remained unable to lighten my expression.
It wasnât just the fact that she had come to a dangerous place that worried me.
It wasâ
ââ¦Iâm okay, but whatâs with that look on your face?â
With a pout, Sylvia was frowning as she looked ahead.
What was I supposed to say?
Unable to express my thoughts, I remained silent until she muttered, sounding irritated.
ââ¦I guess I donât even need to ask. After all, youâre probably thinking that Iâm the one whoâs causing you trouble.â
I flinched and trembled at her words.
She hit the nail right on the head.
Earlier, the people from Astra mentioned how I had helped her escape the city and made her situation difficult.
They had decided that to protect Sylvia, theyâd have to kill me. I had already caused her trouble.
So, I didnât want to become a burden any longer. And yet, here we were.
Letâs think about this.
Just by helping me flee from the city, she had gotten herself into this predicament, and on top of that, she had rushed out of the city to aid me.
I knew for sure that she wouldnât be treated nicely by others moving forward. The thought choked me with anxiety.
Not only had I put her in a dangerous place, but when I considered what she had to sacrifice to help me and the sacrifices yet to comeâhow could I not feel guilt?
Thus, overwhelmed by remorse, I quietly lowered my head and said, âSorry⦠for making you.â
Then,
ââ¦Donât,â Sylvia shouted.
âDonât even say things like âsorryââ¦!â
âDonât say sorry,â she insisted.
âDo you think I donât know why I did this? I didnât come here eating tasteless food, braving this dangerous place just to hear you say youâre sorryâ¦!â
With a fierceness I had never seen before, Sylvia shouted at me.
âWhy did I come here? Because I care about you, of courseâ¦! Even when itâs gotten to the point of nearly dying, someone who worries about others more than themselves canât help but comeâ¦â
I simply hung my head and listened quietly to her words.
I didnât misunderstand her feelings.
I knew.
She understood that I had come to help her because I was worried.
Yet I didnât want her to do this.
I would rather face something worse myself than have her go through this kind of sacrifice to help me.
So, I raised my head to ask Sylvia not to do this again from now on.
âUgh⦠I thought you were dead⦠I was soâsoââ
She couldnât finish her sentence as her eyes shimmered, red from crying.
Tears streamed down as she sobbed helplessly.
Heartbreak and worry mixed with frustration as she cried painfully.
Seeing her like this caused my heart to soften instantly, and I came to a realization.
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Holding back the words I had intended to say, I gently wrapped my arms around her.
Without hesitation, she buried her face in my shoulder.
I felt her tears soaking my shirt, and I could hear her sobbing voice close to my ear.
âH-huuh⦠Whoâs the fool here⦠itâs Scarlet whoâs the clueless idiotâ¦â
âIâm sorry⦠Iâm sorry, Sylvia. I did everything wrongâ¦â
âSay sorry one more time, and Iâllââ
âIf you donât want me to, then I wonât!â
As she mumbled her response with her face buried in my shoulder, she squeezed my arms tightly and said,
âDo you want me to apologize for when you ask for my help? Should I say sorry every single timeâ¦?â
ââ¦No.â
âThen you know youâre in the wrong, rightâ¦?â
âYeah, I guess so⦠Sorry⦠ahâ¦â
Just after telling her not to apologize, I accidentally muttered a sorry, which made me flustered and Sylvia chuckle softly.
âApologize sincerely for that⦠because that really was entirely Scarletâs faultâ¦â
Did she find my actions that hurtful?
Sylvia held my arm tightly as she spoke, and I responded.
ââ¦Yeah. I did wrong. Iâm sorry.â
ââ¦Please donât do that again next time. Itâs a promise, okay?â
I paused for a moment.
Asking me to promise not to do this again, she waited for an answer.
But when I remained silent, I felt her hand trembling slightly.
I couldnât help but stroke her hair, agreeing to her request.
ââ¦Okay, I promise.â
Hearing that, Sylvia nodded faintly as if relieved.
After waiting a while for her to calm down, Sylvia, having stopped crying, lowered her head red-faced, clearly embarrassed by her swollen eyes, and suddenly exclaimed as if she had realized something.
âOh, by the way, Scarlet, youâre talking to me informally now?â
âAh⦠I guess so.â
Caught off guard by her realization that I had dropped formalities, I realized how disorganized my thoughts had been.
In the midst of all the chaos, I had forgotten to address Sylvia formally.
Thinking along those lines, I replied in formal speech, and Sylvia shook her head vehemently.
âNo, I prefer you to stay informal! Canât you just keep it that way? Pleaseâ¦?â
With her eyes sparkling like a cat in rain boots, Sylvia pleaded with me.
Seeing her like this made me chuckle.
The reason I had used formal speech until now was because I wanted her to feel some distance from me.
But after what happened today, I realized.
Sylvia already considered me the closest person to her.
In fact, since things were like this, formalities held no meaning anymore; I nodded slowly.
With that, Sylvia beamed and clenched her fist as if she had succeeded in something, then asked with a curious expression.
âUh, Scarlet. The reason youâve been using formal speech until now, was it because you felt you needed some distance from me? Just like when you said we shouldnât become friends?â
âWell⦠yeah.â
Upon my response, Sylvia hesitated momentarily before asking.
âCan I ask why you were so deliberately drawing that line?â
At her question, I bitterly smiled as I replied.
âSylvia, itâs because I was worried something like today would happen.â
âWhaâ¦?â
She tilted her head in confusion at my statement.
I elaborated, âI mentioned it before, didnât I? I thought if I got too close to you, Iâd end up putting a lot of weight on you, and thatâs why I said we couldnât be friends. Youâve helped me at the expense of a lot, after all. I didnât want to put you in that position.â
âYou definitely said you wouldnât want to owe anyone or burden anyone. Was that really the only reason? Just not to burden me?â
Asking me if that was really everything, Sylvia sought clarification, and it made me think.
Sure, until now, I had maintained a psychological distance from her for that reason, but was that really the full story?
While pondering, it didnât take long for me to discover something.
Ah, I see.
I poured out what I hadnât realized was the real reason.
I said, âI think I was scared.â
I must have seemed cowardly.