Chapter 54

༺ The First Letter (54) ༻

I continued stroking Senior Elsie’s head for a long time.

At first, she trembled in surprise, but as I continued to stroke her head, she seemed to have judged that I had no intention of attacking her.

Her trembling gradually subsided, and her rapid breathing began to slow down.

“Sob..s.…sniff.”

While staring blankly at me, Senior Elsie tried to calm herself by inhaling and exhaling deeply rapidly. Perhaps her efforts came to fruition, as her stiff body slowly began to relax.

It took only a few more minutes for her breathing and speech to return to normal.

Senior Elsie, who regained her reason, had a light blush on her cheeks. She continued to avoid my gaze, still unable to stop the flow of tears from her eyes.

It was a reaction borne from shame rather than fear. Naturally, her fear of me had not completely disappeared, but I could see that her perception of me had changed slightly, given that she was no longer screaming.

The girl looked up at me. It had reached a point where she could be rightfully angry and tell me to stop patting her head, but she didn’t. She seemed to recognize that me patting her head would help her calm down.

Instead, she shot a remark back at me in a voice filled with misery.

“………evil bastard.”

Although it was a small remark that resembled a whisper, she shook as she realized what she had said unconsciously.

She then looked at me again with fearful eyes. As if I would swing my hatchet toward her at any moment.

I wondered how she would react if I pulled out my hatchet, but I was not emotionally strong enough to put that horrible thought into practice.

I just laughed emptily in a dumbfounded manner.

“Why am I an evil bastard?”

“B, because of you…sob, I, I suffered so much!”

Like drops of dew forming on grass, Senior Elsie threw up a torrent of emotion as soon as I questioned her. There was a faint trace of hostility in her eyes.