Since I Don't Know Anything About It, Shall We Break Up, Your Majesty? - Chapter 59

Lumiere, who had fallen into a deep sleep, woke up as noon was approaching.

Even after opening her eyes, Lumiere somehow couldn’t come to her senses for a while.

“What was that… it feels like I had a nightmare…”

And a very unpleasant one at that.

She vaguely recalled a back view of someone curled up crying, but she was confused whether it was a child or an adult.

‘No. That’s not what’s important right now.’

Belatedly coming to her senses, Lumiere pressed her palms firmly against her swollen, aching eyes from crying so much.

In fact, it wasn’t just her eyes that were aching.

Her whole body ached as if she had done strenuous exercise the day before.

Grumble.

“……”

And hunger on top of that.

“…This is ridiculous.”

How much must a person be overworked for their body to be like this…

As she muttered that, Lumiere suddenly recalled ‘being overworked’ last night.

Her face turned bright red.

‘I was crazy.’

How could she do such a thing!

Even though she clung to him begging him to make her not think about anything, she never dreamed it would go that far.

Somehow unable to face it directly, she buried her face deep in the pillow.

“I must have gone mad for a moment yesterday.”

Lumiere shuddered at the lewdness of last night with her face still buried in the pillow.

‘Surely, it wasn’t really like this before too?’

That is, did they devour each other like this even before she lost her memories?

If so, she couldn’t just blame Karl.

No matter how lewd and full of lust that man was, it seemed he wouldn’t have done it without her consent.

Yes, even yesterday, didn’t he ask for her opinion on everything?

‘…How about doing it like this?’

‘What if I do this, like this?’

‘Here…?’

‘Lumiere, you have to answer. Okay?’

Ah.

Thinking about it again, he really was a madman.

How could he ask for answers in that situation?

Why was he so persistent!

Just as she was shuddering at the memory of last night, when she was about to get out of bed,

Knock knock.

Someone knocked on the door.

“…You’re awake.”

As if he thought she hadn’t woken up yet, Karl entered with a tray of food.

“Here, say ah.”

Lumiere stared blankly at the fork Karl held out as if it were some strange object.

“Hm?”

She glanced down to examine the tray he had brought.

Fluffy-looking scrambled eggs, crispy well-done bacon, still steaming warm morning bread, and colorful pretty stir-fried vegetables.

Though it seemed a bit excessive for breakfast, every item looked delicious.

“Why aren’t you eating? You must be hungry? Don’t you have an appetite?”

As she just stared at it glumly, Karl put down the fork and felt Lumiere’s forehead.

“You don’t have a fever.”

His cool hand caressed her forehead and cheeks.

His white, slender hand flickered before her.

Long fingers of proper thickness and delicate tendons covering the back of his hand.

‘Tendons…’

Naturally, things related to him came to mind.

For example, last night, where the tendons were prominent…

‘…Ah. You’re really the crazy one, Lumiere. It wasn’t this man who was lewd, it was me.’

Lumiere quickly buried her face, which had turned bright red in an instant, in her hands.

“Lumiere?”

At her sudden action, Karl felt her forehead again.

“You’ve gotten hot? Are you okay? Should I cancel the meal?”

“…No, give me the fork.”

She needed something to distract herself.

She scooped up a large amount of scrambled eggs and stuffed her mouth full.

The sensation of the cooked eggs softly melting in her mouth felt good.

“It’s delicious. It doesn’t seem like Tamia or Cindy made it…”

“This too.”

Karl, who had been watching her chew, held out a spoonful of stir-fried vegetables.

When Lumiere hesitated at the sight of broccoli, Karl let out a small laugh.

“You hate broccoli whether you have memories or not, I see.”

“Did you tell me to eat it knowing that?”

“This is different from the broccoli you’ve eaten until now. Really. I swear. So trust me and try just one bite.”

“…But.”

“Just try one piece. If it’s not tasty after one bite, I won’t ask you to eat more.”

At Karl’s insistence, Lumiere opened her mouth slightly while still eyeing him suspiciously.

A small piece of broccoli slipped into her daintily opened mouth.

Her expression changed curiously as she chewed a few times.

It was a face that said this couldn’t possibly be.

Karl tilted his head with a grin.

“It’s edible, right?”

“…How is this…”

“Shall I tell you something even more surprising?”

When she looked at him as if asking what that was, Karl said with a confident face.

“I made this. For you who hates vegetables, with great care.”

“……”

“I pestered the best chef in this country to pass on the secret recipe.”

Of course, it was Fuego, not me.

Karl swallowed the last part and looked at her with a face that said he deserved praise.

“Of course, the best seasoning would be my affection for you, right?”

“…No, how can you say such things with that face so shamelessly.”

“What’s wrong with my face?”

Lumiere stared intently at his sharply shining golden eyes.

It was a sharp gaze that looked like he could strangle someone without even flinching an eyebrow if they became an obstacle.

Though he was beautiful, he was a man with quite a sharp and fierce aura.

In other words, he didn’t look like someone who would say things like cooking with affection or whatnot.

“…Never mind. It’s nothing.”

But what was the point of saying such things.

Lumiere swallowed her longer words and devoured the food on the plate.

‘I clearly drew the line telling him not to come closer, but…’

She sighed briefly and glanced at his hands visible in front of her.

She was too embarrassed to raise her head and meet his eyes.

‘I was the one who clung to him, after all.’

She clung to him and begged him to make her unable to think about anything.

Even thinking about it now, it wasn’t something she could have done in her right mind.

Of course, she wasn’t in her right mind, but still.

Whether it was because of her pleading or if he was originally like that, Karl really sucked out her soul last night.

Lumiere chewed the omelet diligently, trying not to be conscious of the blanket that still felt warm.

But no matter how slowly she moved, the meal would eventually come to an end.

After neatly eating up to the last piece of bacon, Karl asked in a satisfied voice.

“You were hungrier than I thought. I brought plenty just in case, but you ate it all up.”

No wonder it seemed like a lot.

Eating in a sitting position right after waking up made her feel bloated.

The meal was over too.

She couldn’t keep silent forever like this.

“Um, now that I’m full…”

Lumiere took a deep breath and held out her hand to him.

“Shall we go for a walk?”

* * *

The two headed to the botanical garden right in front of the Lashantia mansion.

There are three botanical gardens in Karien, and the most recently renovated and beautifully sculpted one was right in front of the Lashantia mansion.

Lumiere stared blankly at the family of ducks floating on the lake inside the botanical garden and muttered without realizing it.

“How cute.”

“Hm?”

Karl looked beside her at the sudden murmur.

“What is? Me?”

“……”

Lumiere gave him a look that said that’s nonsense and pointed to the lake.

“The duck family.”

“…Ah.”

I see.

Karl shrugged as if it was no big deal, but at that moment, Lumiere burst out laughing for some reason.

“Really, how can you make such a misunderstanding? You don’t actually think you’re cute at all, do you?”

Karl stared at her laughing with tears in her eyes, then suddenly changed his expression and squared his shoulders.

He raised his chin, seemingly determined to be shameless and said in a confident voice.

“As I said before, you’re the one who said I’m a subtly cute type. Somewhere in your inner self, you clearly think I’m a cute man.”

“No way! Where are you making up such lies? That’s impossible.”

“Don’t deceive your inner self, Lumiere.”

“Ah, really, what is this man saying?”

Lumiere, who was laughing with her nose scrunched up, pushed his shoulder with her fist, and Karl made a somewhat wronged expression.

With that slight gesture, the small ice between the two melted away.

The ducks watching the scene quacked in cheerful voices as if imitating the two.

It was a magical moment.

After calming down, Lumiere, who had been walking along the lake for a while, slowly opened her mouth.

“Why did you come again? I mean… How were you able to come again? You said you might not be able to come for a while.”

“Just because. I woke up and thought of you.”

A lie.

Surely someone must have reported the mansion’s affairs to him.

Probably the twins.

He said they were children he had brought.

Lumiere pretended not to know even though she knew, and replied “I see” while looking up at the sunset sky.

She knew at least that he hadn’t placed people to monitor her.

He was a famous person, and their meetings were always secret.

The structure of this mansion they had built together also showed their relationship well.

A place that blocked outside gazes and provided heavenly rest inside.

A small fortress for Lumiere.

Lumiere took a deep breath, filling her chest.

She had to say the words she had been hesitating over.

“Last night…”