TN: My laptop crashes more frequently now. 😦
In the rainy dark mountain, me who was hugging my knee was very confused.
(Wait, wait a moment-! How does Ricardo know about my past memories?)
I flutteringly glanced at Ricardo, but I couldn't read anything from his expression.
I didn't know why he asked it, so I just directly asked back.
[A, ano… past memories? Did someone tell you something?]
Regarding my past memories, the only person I had ever told was Ryuze.
I wondered if he was the one that told Ricardo.
(Or perhaps, it's Prince Serunya?)
But I didn't know why he bothered to tell Ricardo.
Ricardo stared at me silently, but he opened his mouth a little hesitantly.
[To be honest, Prince Serunya knows about Britney well, I was a little shaken when he said such a thing. Ryuze, for some reason, wasn't disturbed.]
[Is, is that so. So it's Prince Serunya…]
It seemed that he had said unnecessary things.
It's an unbelievable story, and there's no benefit in exposing it, so I kept silent about it.
After talking to Ryuze, he also said "don't spread it too much" to me.
[Then, he said something about Britney needing help. I don't know why he said such things abruptly.]
[…That's true.]
Perhaps, he was concerned that I would be executed just like in the manga, but I didn't want my information to be spread indiscriminately. In my head, I pondered on whether I should tell Ricardo or not.
When I glanced at Ricardo's face, his face profile that was illuminated by the light seemed depressed. Perhaps he was really worried…?
(Certainly, if one is on the opposite standpoint, they will be worried, huh?)
I didn't know if he would believe it.
However, if for argument's sake that Ricardo knew about my past memories, I was absolutely certain that he wouldn't look at me as if I was dangerous. I shouldn't be hated by him.
So I decided to tell him the truth.
[Hey, Ricardo. I… really have my past life's memories. It seems like a lie, but those memories came back shortly after I was informed of you breaking off our engagement back when we were young. I made soap, perfume and other beauty items based on my knowledge of that life. I had told Ryuze-niisama before, but I don't know whether he believes me or not.]
[It's certainly an absurd story, but… I believe you.]
Ricardo was totally accepting my story.
I was the one who began to talk, but I never thought that he would believe me so obediently.
After that, he told me.
[If it's true, then you shouldn't spread it unnecessarily. Most people won't believe it, but some may want to use you.]
[Un. That's right, Prince Serunya has memories of his past life too. He has the memories of a same country of a different world… so he might have been worried about me.]
I wondered if I should tell Ricardo about the manga, specifically about Britney's execution.
The reality had already differed so much from the manga.
Angela was reformed and Ryuze was safe.
I should be wary of my execution, but other concerns had been drastically reduced.
(I'd rather keep it silent. Even if I tell him about the manga, he will be confused.)
Above all, it's hard to explain.
First of all, I had to explain to him about Japanese culture and what "girl's manga" really was. It was endlessly troublesome.
[Sorry about keeping it silent, Ricardo. It's not that I don't want you to know me, but I just didn't feel the need to bother you about it.]
[I see. But it's nice to be able to know the truth. It feels complicated when Ryuze and a complete stranger like Prince Serunya know while I was the only one that didn't know about you.]
That said, Ricardo buried his face on my nape.
(Somehow, his actions are steadily getting bolder…)
When I peeked behind, Ricardo laughed as if he was in trouble.
[Don't worry, I won't do anything. Weren't we engaged before? …Though it's being opposed.]
[I, I'm not worried about that!?]
Ricardo was a bit clumsy, but he was kind and gentlemanly.
That's why I liked him that way.
[You… trust me.]
[Of course! We've known each other for more than 4 years.]
[I'm pleased about your feelings, but I feel a bit complicated. If possible, I wish to carry you and kidnap you away from here. I know I shouldn't think like this.]
[I'm pretty heavy right now, so won't it be hard to carry me?]
Once, Ricardo carried me when my weight was 80 kilograms… heavy things were heavy.
It was embarrassing that I was heavy for Ricardo to carry, even though it was his own fault.
[I habitually train, so I can carry you alone. I'll carry you on my back when we return.]
As he grew up, Ricardo seemed to have more leeway. My heart was pounding in my chest even though my mental age was supposed to be older than him.
[That's why, don't worry.]
While he said those encouraging words, he hugged me closer.