After her rebirth, her confused memories were getting more and more organized.
And so, it was already three days since Edgarās visit to Beatriceās mansion to talk about his desire to study in a neighboring country.
Beatrice, who had recovered considerably, felt like breathing in the outside air, so she asked Martha to prepare tea at the gardenās pavilion.
But then a servant came and told her that she was called to the study by her father.
She met her father on the day of her rebirth, and he came to see her many times since then.
That includes, of course, Beatriceās mother and brother.
She knocks on the door of her fatherās study, wondering what he needs from her, even going through the trouble of calling her.
There, Beatrice was greeted by her father, who was waiting for her with a slightly mysterious look on his face, and Edgar, who was scheduled to leave to study in a neighboring country in a few days.
Ara?Ā Beatrice felt uncomfortable.
Before her rebirth, after Edgar had told her about his plan to study in a neighboring country, there was no chance to meet him again.
So why is he here?
āYouāre here. Trice, sit down.ā
Her father gestured with his hand for her to take a seat next to him, and Beatrice sat down with some trepidation.
āEdgar came to see you again. You two can go for a walk in the garden.ā
When her father said so, she glanced at Edgar, and he lowered his eyebrows slightly and smiled at her.
āIs that okay, Artie?ā
When Edgar, whom she admires like an older brother, offers his hand gently, Beatrice has no choice but to accept it gladly.
Originally, she was prepared to never see him again for another seven years.
Beatriceās cheeks flushed lightly with joy as she placed her fingers on his outstretched hand.
āJust in time, Edgar-sama. I was just about to ask someone to prepare some tea for me. Please join me.ā
āThat sounds good.ā
Walking side by side with Edgar as her escort, the two walked through the gardens, where brightly colored flowers were beginning to bloom here and there, delighting the eye even though it was still early spring.
āSorry for the unexpected visit.ā
āOh no, Iām actually happy. I thought I wouldnāt see you again, since youāre going to another country to study soon.ā
āYes, I was indeed planning to do that.ā
Sitting down on a chair, as the attendants prepared the tea and moved a little futheraway, Edgar continued to speak, looking a little nervous.
āā¦really. I was going to end it with a quick greeting the other day. But, Artie. You told me you were going to miss me.ā
Edgar turned to his usual gentle gaze on Beatrice.
Beatriceās heart skipped a beat when she saw the sincerity and earnestness in his eyes.
āIām so happy.ā
āEh.ā
āI was so happy to hear you say that you would miss me.ā
āEdgar-sama? That.ā
āAh. Itās alright. Donāt worry. I know you like Leo.ā
āLeo⦠Leopold, -sama?ā
āAhh.ā
Edgar nodded, as he should, which made Beatrice reminisce.
Thatās right, I went back in time.
At this time, I still loved Leopold. I loved him, and just loved him.
All I could see was him.
Towards Edgar, she could act selfish and be unreservedly spoiled by him like his little sister, but in front of Leopold, she was desperately trying to be taller and putting in unnecessary effort to show her good side.
ā¦thinking about it now, I feel embarrassed because it was so disgraceful.
Leopold had no more feelings for her other than childhood friendship with her, and she was the only one who felt that way, and dreamed of irresponsible dreams.
But itās okay.
That, too, is over.
āā¦I liked Leopold-sama, you know. Well, until the other day. But now, I donāt.ā
āArtie?ā
āItās okay. Iām already done with Leopold-sama.ā
āā¦are you serious?ā
Beatrice nodded her head.
Because she knows now.
Leopold has Natalia.
He will meet Natalia, who is about to enroll in the academy.
She knows the meaning of that passionate look Leopold will give Natalia, and only Natalia, in the future.
She had seen it up close and personal all her life.
āIām just like a sister to Leopold-sama, just like how Edgar-sama treated me.ā
āā¦ā
āEdgard-sama?ā
āArtie. Iām going to ask you one more time. Are you serious about that?ā
āā¦yes.ā
She wondered what was wrong.
Edgar has a rather complicated expression on his face.
She was aware that Leopold only saw her as a sister, and she thought she understood her position correctly, but was she wrong in any way?
Then it occurred to her.
Edgar was overprotective of Beatrice.
He even always chided Leopoldo to be more kind to Beatrice.
But she was not really his sister.
Maybe she shouldnāt have made that younger sister remark. Would that have been better?
She canāt put him on a loverās frame though, that much is clear.
āā¦I get it.ā
āEh?ā
āWell, it canāt be helped now.ā
While she was agonizing over this, Edgar seemed to have convinced himself of something.
His eyebrows were still slightly furrowed, but the anger and confusion had disappeared from his eyes.
Relieved at this, Edgar suddenly opened his mouth.
āIāll be back often.ā
āā¦eh?ā
This time, Beatriceās mouth hung open blankly.
āIāll try to send letters often. Iād like to hear back from you⦠if you can, but thereās no need for you to feel obliged.ā
āEh, that.ā
She canāt understand.
When in the world did they start talking about coming to see her or sending letters?
She blinked, and Edgar smiled at her.
āBecause youāre lonely, arenāt you?ā
āUh, mm.ā
āArtie said so. You said youāre going to miss me when Iām gone. Thatās why Iāll try to come back to see you as much as possible. And Iāll write you letters, too. Then Artie wonāt miss me anymore, right?ā
Edgarās smile was somewhat bewitching, and he looked completely different from the man who had always drawn a line in the sand up until then.
He looks like a different person,Ā Beatrice thought.