Since I Don't Know Anything About It, Shall We Break Up, Your Majesty? - Chapter 65

“……She’s falling!”

Just as it seemed precarious, sure enough, the chair Cindy was standing on tilted.

The moment they thought, ‘Oh no’, her body wobbled and was getting closer and closer to the floor.

Seeing this, Arwin and Darwin simultaneously leaped towards her.

Just before Cindy hit the floor, two solid bodies swiftly caught her at the same time.

“Ah, ugh! Ow ow ow ow……”

Surprised by the sudden human cushion, Cindy, not even realizing the pain in her leg that hit the floor, opened her eyes wide while cradled in the twins’ arms.

‘Huh, what’s going on right now?’

Where did these guys pop out from, and why am I in their arms?

“Ah, no, why did you suddenly jump in…… Ugh!”

“Cindy, are you okay?”

“Are you hurt anywhere?”

“No, it’s not about whether I’m hurt or not, just let-let go! I can’t breathe!”

Cindy tried to push away the twins and get up somehow.

But somehow, the more she tried, the more strangely entangled the three bodies became.

Even the curtain she was holding got tangled, and the three bodies became more and more intertwined as if becoming one.

“Ah, Cindy, stop moving! Ah, ugh!”

“Wait, wait wait, Cindy be careful there……!”

“No, my body keeps moving on its own…… No, but what on earth are you carrying in your pants…… Eek! Hey!”

Cindy tried her best to pull her hand away with a bright red face, but the damn curtain cord was wrapped around her wrist, making it difficult.

“Ah, Cindy!”

“Ugh, hnngh.”

And as Cindy squirmed, the awkward look on the twins’ faces grew deeper.

Unable to bear it any longer, the twins moved.

“Ah, this won’t do. Cindy, you stay still. We’ll move.”

“Yeah, just stay still.”

Cindy’s wobbling body was pressed against a firm chest.

She couldn’t even tell if it was Arwin’s body or Darwin’s that was touching her cheek.

Likewise, she couldn’t tell whose hands were pulling her in.

‘……And I can’t even tell whose what I touched!’

Cindy bowed her head with a face flushed bright red.

Due to the unexpected accident, her palm had grasped something fully.

She couldn’t come to her senses due to feeling too sorry, embarrassed, and the unfamiliar sensation.

‘Crazy. How could this happen……’

This must be a ploy of fate.

Otherwise, how could something that only happens in novels occur!

But as if Cindy was the only one embarrassed, the twins’ faces were nonchalant.

Arwin and Darwin moved their hands this way and that, and then rip, the sound of something tearing was heard.

Startled, she looked up to see the twins tearing the thick curtain to free their hands.

‘……That, it could be torn like that?’

It was a tough curtain that even decent scissors couldn’t cut.

It was a fabric that the servants had marveled at, saying something about flame retardant treatment making it even tougher…..

Arwin, who had effortlessly torn the tangled curtain and freed his arms and legs, suddenly waved his hand in front of Cindy.

“Are you okay? Did you lose your mind? No! Cindy, you didn’t hit your head, did you?”

“Gasp! Cindy! You’re not hurt anywhere, are you?”

What on earth are these guys?

Cindy glanced at the twins with a strange expression.

The twins who came with just a recommendation letter from Mr. Winger when they were recruiting servants for the mansion.

Their suspiciously pretty appearance was dubious, but after seeing their jack-of-all-trades skills and surprisingly strong strength, it was impossible not to hire them.

‘Although not often, they still occasionally came back with blood on them, which was still suspicious.’

But it was too late to kick them out now, as she had grown too attached to them.

The fact that their somewhat dull and simple personalities, unlike their delicate features, were not bad to boss around also played a big part.

No, anyway, the important thing was that Cindy had already grown attached to these twins.

Enough to believe that they weren’t bad kids.

Very much so.

As Cindy stared at the two without saying anything, Arwin gently cupped Cindy’s cheeks with both hands and asked,

“Cindy, you can see me, right? Your focus is there, right? Huh? But this part is red?”

The hand holding Cindy’s cheek rubbed her bright red earlobe.

“……!”

Startled by that strange sensation, Cindy tried to step back, but a firm chest blocked her.

But as she retreated to avoid Arwin, Darwin was standing behind her.

“It really is red. Are you running a fever?”

This time, Darwin’s hand grasped Cindy’s nape and flailing wrist.

His hand was so large that Cindy’s slender neck was easily encompassed by one hand.

Both cheeks and earlobes, nape and wrist.

Cindy felt dizzy, feeling trapped by the twins’ touch.

“Wh-why are you both like this! I’m fine, so just step back.”

No, why are they clinging like this today of all days?

Cindy frowned and pushed the two away with all her might.

Then, as she tried to get up quickly by pressing against the floor, an unexpected pain made her cry out.

“Ah!”

Cindy sat down with a thud, looking at her ankle with disbelieving eyes.

“What’s wrong? Did you sprain your ankle?”

“Which side? This one?”

“……No, why did it sprain? I don’t usually sprain my ankle?”

“There’s no such thing as not usually spraining. If you hit it, it sprains. Let’s apply a hot compress before it swells.”

Darwin, who was examining her ankle, picked Cindy up.

“Oh my goodness!”

As Cindy grabbed his neck in surprise, Darwin moved without further delay, taking large strides.

“I’ll bring cold water and a towel!”

Arwin immediately ran to the kitchen, and Cindy, who had been hanging curtains, suddenly found herself sitting as if lying on the sofa, being tended to by the twins.

“No, it’s not that serious……”

“Stay still. If you leave this untreated, you’ll have to walk with crutches constantly. How many stairs are there in our mansion to walk like that?”

“Or should we carry you up every time?”

……Have these guys gone crazy?

Cindy looked at the blond brothers clinging to her ankle with wide eyes.

They were making a fuss, seemingly excessively, over just a slightly sprained ankle.

“……No, why are you really acting like this? Is it because you got caught coming in after going out yesterday? I told you. Just don’t get caught in the future. Then I don’t care, right?”

“It’s not about that, you know?”

“Yeah, it’s not about that.”

Arwin and Darwin clicked their tongues at Cindy as if wondering why she didn’t understand why they were acting this way.

No, then what on earth is it?

……Ah! Could it be that they want me to make roast chicken?

No, with that much change, isn’t it roast beef?

No, didn’t they say they prefer chicken over beef?

“No…… No, what is it! Why are you acting like this!”

Cindy had to carry a question mark all day long due to this subtle change the twins suddenly showed.

* * *

Laurel’s luggage bag was simple.

The tenant where she lived with Tommy had been wrecked by someone’s intrusion, and there was hardly anything usable left among the remaining items.

Jeffrey and the twins visited her old home on Laurel’s behalf.

Jeffrey said there was hardly anything worth bringing back, and handed over a single tiny shoe he had found.

It was Tommy’s childhood shoe that had been tucked away deep in the closet.

This was something she had bought with her first paycheck after starting to work at the Lashantia mansion.
The first workplace, first paycheck, after living day to day with no fixed workplace.

It was more generous than she had thought, and much sweeter than she had imagined.

Until then, Laurel had put shoes on her child that someone else had outgrown, so she decided on her first expenditure to be the child’s shoes.

It was a proper and pretty, yet sturdy custom-made shoe.

The child wore these shoes until his feet grew too big to wear them anymore.

She had bought them saying that if you wear good shoes, you’ll go to good places……

“……”

Laurel forcibly pushed down the moisture that was blurring her vision.

‘Do I even have the right to cry?’

She gritted her teeth and lifted her gaze.

Why am I still alive like this without following you?

I probably don’t even deserve to be alive.

The urge to die surged up at random times.

At such times, Jeffrey would appear and embrace her.

‘I too have lost someone I loved. Although I can’t say it’s the same pain as yours……’

Saying such words, Jeffrey smiled sadly.

‘If you keep living, you end up living. Even if it’s hard, try to live. I’m begging you.’

‘If you die like this, your life would be pitiful. I’ll… I’ll make you happy.’

……Ah, what a pitiful man.

Laurel looked around the empty room Jeffrey had provided with wet eyes, and then took out the towel he often wore around his neck.

She made a headscarf out of the pitch-black and rough towel, wearing it to indicate that she was a sinner herself.

She didn’t deserve to look at the sunlight directly.

So she draped the headscarf long over her forehead to create shade.

As she made the sign of the cross and took off the necklace hanging around her neck to place it on the bed, a voice suddenly spoke up.

“Are you going to leave it behind?”