She was looking at me more seriously. You'd be wrong if this was a romantic cliché, but Verd's pupils dilated, and they didn't blink at all. I understand that this place is quiet and peaceful, but it's different when you're stared at by a cat who is disappointed that no food has been brought. That's how I feel. The line would show, but I wasn't aware of which boundary I stepped on.
As if - would her body an inch. I really curse this atmosphere.
“Ahohohoho!” she lightly hit my head. “Queen Verdamant is trying to equalize our radio communication signals, you idiot! This is called frequency equalization!”
I guess I misjudged. She's still the same as always.
“Huh? What are you talking about?"
“Ahohohoho! Never mind forget it. I want Marky to find me a drink. Please do your best not to dry Queen Verdamant's throat!”
We wandered aimlessly and relied on guesswork. Somehow, I found a small convenience store in a quiet place like this.
We stopped at the door.
"Ow, a newspaper?" ahe pointed out.
I ignored her and went straight inside. I choose the one that is not too expensive. Luckily this drill girl isn't too picky. I ended up with my choice of canned peas, sandwich and palm sugar flavored tea.
While looking at what Veld chose, it wasn't too different from mine either. It's a little weird and to be honest it's not very comfortable. Kinda sad, at least if it was eaten by someone other than me. That's because I'm used to enjoying in my way even though it's cheap.
“Hey, Veld. I don't mind if you want some ice cream? Or juice? I hear women crave plant products, fruits and the like?”
“Huh? No, no,” she added, sorting through the pages of the newspaper. “Verdamant is not picky about food. The choice of the good sir Marky is impressive indeed."
"Hey come on, I'm not feeling well. You don't need to be in debt, just consider it as a treat for me!”
“Oh that's so kind! Indeed, from the start I did not seem to have any intention, “she added again. “But seriously, it fits in my mouth too.”
“You weird girl….”
"Well, not surprising. Queen Verdamant should look more contrasted.”
And that's Verdamant, her attitude is unique. I even feel like she's not a fashion girl at all.
We took a place close to a small pond, it was quiet after all. Sitting together like this even became awkward. I don't want those words to come out, I could be bullied to death. I didn't want romantic clichés from the start either. Not with her.
Verdamant then handed me a newspaper. Strangely, I'm not excited to read. The atmosphere is too comfortable, while I'm enjoying some snacks, my feet are also a bit tired, I feel like I want to rest absolutely but for a while.
I slammed my head gently on the table then told her to read to a few things that interested me. Actually my interest in newspapers has something to do with being emotional. We collect the darkest issues quietly, and when the time is right, BOOM!
"What about one of the political members involved in a scandal?" Verdamant mentioned it one by one.
"Non."
“Mila Vilanikka, finnish actress…”
"Past."
“Illegal rapist taxi… LPG cylinder explosion at Queencrown inn, Kettlesing… escape of patient at Eccley Pittersburgh mental hospital in Wakefield….”
For an area that is close to nature, there are many unexpected events. In fact, I think that the place where scientists take shelter is only in big cities or is it hidden by the government under the parliament building? I thought. Well, but that doesn't excite this chien renifleur.
“Violent but unrecognizable….-Um I don't know. I don't think anything good."
Verdamant closed the newspaper.
"They should have used a better title than something like the title of a novel," I explained.
Then she opened the contents of her bag, took out something. It was totally unexpected, but it only made my mood worse.
"Hey, why did you open the textbook?"
“I know a way to relieve your boredom, Ahohoho!”
I raised my head slowly and lazily.
“By interrupting? “
“Oh come on. It's not like I often or get good grades in class. Don't judge me that low, I'm human too.”
That's why I was forced to teach her the basics of math calculations, and some of the lessons I know. I thought that with my fairly strict teaching method, people would leave and never come back. One important point for her is that she is a focused person.
Now that she just mention, it was not boredom at all. That time flies go without both of us even realize.
Time is showing signs that the wind is getting colder. After buying some more snacks, I remembered that I was almost out of my money. The sky is late, this is a sign we have to go back. Still can't believe I like asking a girl out. More precisely, it doesn't count because she forced herself to participate.
We walked towards the crossroad. Luckily it wasn't until the wait was longer than three minutes that the taxi door opened in front of us.
“Skipton Crossroads.”
Our arrival time was ten minutes ahead of departure. Then we had to walk from there. Maybe you ask why don't you go directly to Widehope? The road is narrow. Maybe if it was a motorcycle, then it would be fit?
“Ahohohoho! I can't believe Marky asked me out! I have to tell my friends!”
I blocked her by force.
"You better think again, Verd?" I frowned and squeezed her right hand rather roughly.
“Ahaha-ha, just kidding… but it hurts a bit.”
I let her go after her nodded. But seriously, this girl can create bad people with just her jokes.
We arrived at the gate. I stopped too because she did not continue her steps. She looked at the magnificent school with an unusual expression. The afternoon breeze only adds to the seriousness of the impression.
“Hey, Mark, say it.” she said while playing with her right side bangs, which doesn't even look at me.
If it was a gesture, then it was quite strange for a strange person anyway. But what I underlined is that my thoughts were also a bit the same back then.
"What is it?"
“I just want to know your opinion….”
I nodded, then she continued.
“Think about it… what do you think is the most valuable part of this place?”
I accidentally swallowed hard.
"What do you ask that for?" I inquired about the strange question.
Verdamant turned her head gently.
"Nothing, just preference, exchange, one for one?"
I closed my eyes for a moment, then looked beyond the gate.
"Everyone's opinion."
She was a little surprised.
“Hoho? Any specific reasons?"
I just shrugged my shoulders.
“It's just my preference,” I added. "And you?"
Her hands began to open the gate.
“Pride maybe? Ahohoho! No, I'd rather be stupid!”
After that listen to the most annoying laughter of the queen of nobles pestle. Thanks to her, at first we opened it secretly, instead inviting stupid friends. I ignored it, then returned to my room.
The next day, something was tucked in and I picked it up early in the morning. When I read the contents I felt a little proud. Verdamant kept to her rules, even though I didn't expect the slightest. She made rapid progress on the basis of mathematical calculations, after all she returned the money I had given up.
Well, she also returned the local Newsmongerstern Yorkshire paper that I had bought at the small Malham Cove supermarket. Though she could use it for other things. For example, taking mouse droppings?
But I'm still confused.
"A lipstick?"
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