It’s The First Time For Both Of Us - Chapter 33.2
Chapter 33.2
Translator and Editor: Bunny and Wyvern
Chapter 33 – Part 2
More than being angry, I was puzzled. First, I took out the ointment box I had in my snack bag. It was a medicine applied to wounds, but it seemed to be effective for bruises.
“I’ll give you this.”
“What’s this?”
“Put it on the sore spot. I am not going to tell Hilla about this to Hilla, so put some on.”
“…” Arumia hardened like a stone statue, holding the medicine in his hand, just like when he had received the handkerchief.
“Hilla might catch you if you don’t put it on.”
Arumia’s shoulders trembled. He opened the ointment box, scooped a lot of it, and applied it on his wrist.
I didn’t like the way he was so clumsy, so I took the ointment from him. “You shouldn’t use it like that.”
“Then?”
My hands were not as big as Pihne’s, but I lightly grabbed his arm and vigorously applied the ointment on him. “I was told that you should apply it thinly and rub it several times. That way, the medicine will seep into your body and you will get better soon.”
At the moment I was carefully rubbing Arumia’s wrist, I suddenly felt a light so bright that my eyes were blinded, and as I closed them I could feel as if I was being sucked into somewhere.
My dizziness disappeared and I slowly opened my eyes.
“Oh…”
I looked around the room surrounded by unfamiliar pure white walls with bewildered eyes.
Just in case, I asked, “Do you know where this place is?”
“Sorry. I-I was supposed to come alone,” Arumia apologized tearfully.
I was starting to get a sense of where this was.
“So this is…”
“It’s the place I stay in. It should’ve been only me who came back, but you were also here. What do we do?” he said distractedly.
I was just as confused, if not more. The sudden, unexplained change in location was something that I didn’t know how to reverse.
‘I have to go home by evening.’
Otherwise, the Grand Duke Descartes’ mansion would be turned upside down. Maybe they would think that I ran away because I was afraid of the vassals. That would really be troublesome. I had no intention to leave the mansion with my own two feet.
At that moment, rattle, I heard someone grab the doorknob and open it.
Who was it?
’The parents who made Arumia like this? Or someone else?’
I looked around for a place to hide, but there were no windows, let alone furniture, so there was nowhere to hide.
Creak
I was so startled that I hugged Arumia. We were absolutely doomed in this place where only ants could remain unnoticed
‘Mom…!’
I closed my eyes.
Then I suddenly felt like my body was being drained of strength and breath.
“…”
It seemed as if time had stopped. My heart was beating as if it was about to explode, and I could feel how Arumia was trembling. Then the sound of the footsteps got closer and closer.
1 second, 2 seconds, 3 seconds…
I couldn’t breathe and just hugged Arumia tightly, profusely praying that nothing would happen.
This was where his abuser was. I didn’t know it was going to be difficult.
‘If I had known it would be like this, I would have stayed beside Dad just like he told me!’
The sound of the heavy footsteps approaching stopped right in front of me. But that was all. They didn’t say anything nor treat us violently—they just stood there.
I slowly opened my eyes.
‘It’s dark?’
The bright room had turned dark as if there were a lot of dark clouds.
I blinked at the view as if a translucent, black curtain was drawn. Right in front of me was a tall man’s feet. He was so close that my dress would be trampled if took one step closer.
I hugged Arumia a little tighter without even being able to breathe. And slowly, I raised my gaze up the man’s long legs.
He was a young man with neat, white hair. His clothes were also pure white as if he was an angel that descended from heaven. Although he wasn’t comparable to my father, the young man in front of me was also very handsome. At that moment, the man bowed his head and looked down at me.
“…!”
His black eyes and mine met. Once again, my heart sank.
’Are you trying to beat Arumia? Or me?’
All kinds of thoughts ran through my mind. I wondered if it would work if I apologized and asked to be sent home.
As I was about to open my mouth with that thought in mind, the man turned his head with an indifferent expression. Another man entered through the open door.
“Where is he?”
When the white-haired man opened his mouth, the man behind him bent over and said, “That… I told him to stay in the room… but it seems like he went away for s-some time! I will go right away and look for him, Your Holiness.”
“Tsk.”
The other man staggered.
I tilted my head in wonder rather than fear.
‘He didn’t see me?’