I’m Not Doing This With A Friend

Chapter 37

While Leen was bewildered, Kun dried his clothes and stood up.

"It's very late, but I'm sorry that I misunderstood that you were trying to get my attention when we first met."

Kun bowed sincerely.

"After seeing your attitude towards me, I realized that it was purely my misunderstanding. I suffered so much while I was in the Empire"

Come to think of it, in the Abascanthus Empire, contrary to our Lagras Empire, there were many cases where women dashed recklessly against men.

If it were Kun's status and appearance, many young girls would have rushed to him. It was not unreasonable to suffer from neurosis.

I still couldn't understand why he was angry that I plucked some flowers.

Anyway, after hearing a sincere apology and clearing up any misunderstandings, I started to worry about his hyperhidrosis, which he had been trying to ignore.

He's such an uncontrollable bastard.

"Then I'll leave. I'm really grateful for today."

When I saw Kun leaving the club room, I called him up and tried to stop him.

"Kun. Come to our club after school tomorrow."

"Why No, okay."

He soon nodded his head while making a questionable face. Kun went out to the club room and I tore my hair off.

"Urgh! Why couldn't I just let it go?"

No. If I think about it, wasn't he the prince of an Empire? I could treat his hyperhidrosis and get a lot of money in return.

Yes, it's business.'

Let's think of it as business.

I rationalized myself and sat down on the sofa that Kun had dried, but suddenly, Carson, who was standing far away, came into view.

Was he still in shock? I was just saying it in a roundabout way so that he wouldn't get hurt.

"Caon?"

"Leen's right. I'm trash. I don't deserve to exist."

"I never said that?"

No, besides, calling you a little strange' wasn't something to be depressed about?

At last, Carson squatted down on the floor and bowed. His eyes turn red as if he would shed tears at any moment.

"But Leen. What should I do when I can't control my feelings for you? You think I'm strange and I also hate myself for being like this."

He covered his face with his hands. It was a sign of him crying.

I got up from my seat and approached him in a panic.

"It didn't mean that much, Caon. You don't have to pay attention to every word I say."

But eventually, a small cry leaked out of the gap in his hand.

I hurriedly crouched down after him and comforted him.

"I'm sorry. I'll take it back. What should I do to make you feel better?"

"No. Leen didn't do anything wrong. That's true. I hate putting you in trouble because of my disgusting jealousy."

Arghh!!'

Even though it seemed like something that had happened because of me, I was distracted by his weeping voice again.

I feel like I became a criminal in an instant. Even if I sold the country, I would not have felt this sense of guilt.

Not knowing what to do, I patted him on the back clumsily.

"It wasn't troublesome. Rather, I thought you were cute whenever you were jealous."

""

A moment of silence passed.

Not long after, however, I could hear his sobbing again.

Oh! What should I do?!'

As the embarrassment continued, my vision turned white and I felt dizzy.

Then,

Chu~ I only thought that I had to soothe Carson, so I impulsively put my lips on his forehead.

And when I felt the warmth on my lips, I realized it only then.

That I had committed a taboo.

After that I jumped up from my seat without even having time to pay attention to Carson's reaction. Then ran out of the club room.

I-insane! I'm Crazy!!'

Fjord closely observed his roommate with a frown.

Yesterday, when I arrived at the club room after socializing with other students, for whatever reason, half of the club room was destroyed.

And in the middle of the half-ruin club room, Carson was spacing out.

From then on I thought it was strange.

Fortunately, the broken club room was restored by Carson with magic.

However, Carson never told me why the club room was half destroyed.

Then, whenever he had a spare moment, Carson kept laughing out loud that it didn't suit him.

"Fjord. I'm going to school first today."

Besides, Carson, who was always late and teleported to school at the last minute before being late, said he would prepare and leave the dormitory before me.

"Hey. Don't you wash your face?"

A guy who could keep himself clean with magic, but always wash with water.

At Fjord's question, Carson replied as if he heard him saying something terrible.

"Wash my face? Why would I do that? It's a shame. I won't do it for the rest of my life."

He seems serious.

Fjord was disgusted and threw the towel beside him.

"What are you talking about? Would Leen love it if you showed up with a greasy face?"

Flinch.

Carson's face, which seemed like he wouldn't even blink an eye even if he was stabbed with a needle, turned pale.

After a while, the pale face gradually turns red.

"Oh, really"

Carson let out a sigh and started to cry.

Fjord was astonished to watch the scene in real time.

Was he really crazy? Oh, you were always crazy.'

Carson, who was crying, suddenly called Fjord.

"Fjord."

"Why."

"What do you think my strength is? My face?"

"There's only your face."

"As expected, right?"

Carson, who would normally have blocked Fjord's snout of truth, looked sad, accepting his words.

"I'm going to wash"

In the end, Fjord fell in thought as he saw Carson wash his face.

Even if Fjord had died on the spot, he would never have made such a face.

I thought about it hundreds of times.

I don't know if I should leave the club today.

"Sigh"

Leen took a deep breath and rubbed her forehead.

Honestly, I didn't want to see his face for at least a few weeks and was stuck in the dormitory regardless of the club or anything.

However, even if I left the club without permission, there was no guarantee that Carson wouldn't come to the girl's dormitory.

Doesn't he already have numerous violation records?

Eventually, I came to the club room feeling like being dragged to a slaughterhouse

The problem was that I didn't have the courage to see Carson's face.

How many minutes have passed?

As I waited for Carson and Fjord, who were late today, unfounded hope began to spring from somewhere in my heart.

It felt similar to the surge of groundless confidence that I could get all the questions right the day before the test.

Alright, maybe you never know.'

He may think that touching his forehead was not my lips, but something else. The fact that I kissed him was so shocking that Carson might have lost his memory!

To be honest, the second thought made no sense, as I thought about it, but I had no choice but to hold on to that hope.

At that moment, the door to the club room opened and Carson, who I didn't want to meet, entered the club room.

"Leen!"

"Huh."

I glanced at Carson awkwardly.

And the moment I made eye contact with him, I thought.

What happened?'

The expression on Carson's face wasn't that he couldn't remember what happened yesterday.

When a person's level of happiness was measured on a scale of 0 to 10, the expression on his face was more than enough to fill 100 points.

Yes, it means that the degree of his happiness has gone over the limit.

It was necessary to correct Carson's happiness level.

It's definitely my fault for acting like that, even though we weren't dating. I should have kept the line.

The other actions I've done to him so far have been quite possible among friends, but a kiss was different.

It's no different from torture of hope, wasn't it?

Leen carefully called his name and started off.

"Caon."

"Yes, Leen!"

"Yesterday, I just You know it didn't mean much, right?"

Carson blinked innocently a few times, and soon nodded as if I was unconditionally right.

"Of course. I know."

"I didn't know I did it by mistake"

"Well then."

It felt like the clot in my chest was loosened to some extent at Carson's clear answer.

I brought up the main point, thinking that the situation wasn't as serious as I thought.

"So speaking of which, Caon. What happened yesterday Could you forget about that?"

It's for an instant. The reason why the smile disappeared from Carson's face.

The change in his expression brought goosebumps to my arms.

Carson slowly opens his lips. Slowly, very clearly, one word at a time.

"Leen. I'm sorry, but that's not possible."

"Huh?"

When I asked back dumbfounded as if I had misheard, Carson quickly fumbled with a smile on his face again.

"How could I forget that? It felt such a waste to wash my face this morning."

Ohh!'

I'm really in trouble.

Leen couldn't find anything to say and only shifted her gaze to look around.

When the conversation was cut off and the atmosphere became awkward, someone opened the door of the club room and entered

It was Kun.

"The door was open, so I entered without knocking. I came because you told me to come today"

Kun alternated between Leen and Carson, who were somehow in an awkward atmosphere.

"If you're busy right now, I'll come back tomorrow."

"No, you came at the perfect time."

I hurried searching through my bag pretending nothing had happened.

For the first time since meeting Kun, his existence felt useful.

Soon after, I took out a medicine for Kun's hyperhidrosis treatment and put it in his hand.

"Now, this!"

Kun glanced at the potion bottle I handed him.

"What's this?"

"Remedy for hyperhidrosis."

"What?"

Kun's eyes widened. His surprised reaction was already expected, so I explained about the medicine without hesitation.

"Since the problem area was your palm, apply this treatment once every three days as if applying oil to your palm. Then, if you gradually start not to sweat much, do it once every two weeks. If you extend the application period once a month"

"Wait, wait a minute!"

I tilted my head as if wondering

"Why?"

"Could you treat it? My illness?

When asked by him, Leem spoke with a light shrug.

"You said you don't sweat a lot in other areas except your hands? But in other words, it doesn't mean that you don't sweat at all. Even if it's hard to break through a blockage, it's enough to make the sweating from your hands normal."

Kuhn asked in a somewhat rigid tone, as if in disbelief.

"It's not just for hyperhidrosis, but it's also good for not sweating?"

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