His Cotton Doll Lover

10

My deadly foe loved me.

But his love was abnormal.

When I realized this, I only felt that my mind was refreshed.

Although I teased him before about whether he liked me or not, I was not as happy and elated as I thought when I really heard from him.

I began to understand the complex feelings of the heroine in the later stage of the play when she heard the hero say he loved her.

Except for that day when he gripped my arm, Kent didn't show any hint of abnormality, but it didn't mean that I could let down my guard.

In the daytime, I didn't take the initiative to provoke him as before except when shooting. Now it was my turn to hide from him.

But because of his usual cold attitude, no one noticed the strange atmosphere between him and me.

Carl, who didn't know anything about it, complained to me. He said that he always felt that Kent looked at him with colder eyes than at others, but he didn't know why. He thought maybe it was an illusion.