“I love you.”
Those are the words said from Brynhildr’s mouth.
I understand the meaning.
However, I can’t comprehend it.
“……Why are you saying this to me?”
“What are you talking about? Why would I said this to anyone other than you!?
Brynhildr’s face turned red.
Did you think I’m making fun of you?
If so, that was directed.
I truly didn’t understand at all.
She love me?
Is she confessing to me?
From her to me?
I looked at Brynhildr.
Her face is still red.
Although that face obviously belongs to charo senpai.
But the other side had a suspended expression.
Words that spun.
Which was undoubtly Brynhildr’s.
This was different when Ruri who passionately whispered to me.
Does she really……
“Tell me your reply.”
Brynhildr asked as if she was getting impatient.’
Her cheeks were flushed while her eyes were teary.
With that kind of face starring at me, I’m somehow flustered.
Why would I be?
“……You still haven’t answered my question yet.”
Like misrepresenting the feeling of irritations of a mystery, I spoke.
“Why did you……said you like me? It’s a big surprised from my point of view. I can’t keep up with the situation. Explain yourself.”
Towards my continuous rattling, Brynhildr’s voice became clogged.
If it comes down to this, I should have just escape and left her confused.
That was what he had wished from the bottom of his heart.
However, Brynhildr held her ground.
She projected her eyes directly towards me.
“You have helped me.”
“And I watched all of your battles since then.”
“You have helped absurd people with aching rage while continue to wage war in grief.”
“That’s the appearance of the heroes I know of.”
“When I saw that, somehow, my heart became painful and hot, before I knew it, err…….I have fallen in love with you.”
Brynhildr continued to confess awkwardly.
Her face in deep crimson.
Without running away.
I just stood there and listened silently.
“Why must you say such a thing now?”
“Everything will end tomorrow.”
As well as the the mythical war.
Even this master-slave relationship too.
Everything will be gone by tomorrow.”
That’s something Brynhildr should have known too.
“What do you expect for telling me such a thing?”
“I wanted to tell you my feelings before we are separated.”
“Please reply me.”
I drank coffee from the can.
Then rose from the bench and threw the can into the bin.
“I hate the gods.”
He cut her off with a single word.
With his back facing her, he tried to leave.
[Uhihihi. For a parting threat, it was pretty subtle.]
It also made Valor vexed.
I descended down the hill and tried to return to the dorm.
Brynhildr pulled my hand.
Rarely with force.
“I haven’t heard your answer yet.”
“That was it.”
“If that’s your answer……”
Brynhildr’s hand are filled with power.
“Would it be better off if I wasn’t a god?”
If Brynhildr wasn’t a god—-would that altered my answer?
That thought made me stopped for a few seconds.
Why, why am I stopping?
Being unable to move and answer.
Was it due to…….my indecision?
I shook off her hands.
Then began to walk down the slope again.
Brynhildr also followed me after that.
Since I stopped the evil eye due to some form of annoyance, I ignored her and kept walking down silently.