“That’s a relief, I feel less guilt now I can take responsibility.”
Elvin continued gathering the snow that fell to the ground with both his bare hands.
Irene glanced down at the top of his head as he crouched under her.
The top of his head.
The top of the Crown Prince’s head.
How many times have I thought, ‘I’m going to punch the Prince in the head’?
The back of his head, completely defenseless, caused many emotions to arise then dissipate.
This person, who is he.
The Elvin she had anticipated was not this type of character.
‘Oh, the snowball’s been destroyed. Ugh, I can’t do this. Benjamin! Come here quickly and make a new one. One that’s strong and will never crumble again.’
Yes, he’d say something like this. The original Elvin was nothing more than an irresponsible procrastinator.
“Well, is this enough? I made it based on the size you were holding a while ago.”
Elvin stood up and held out a perfectly clumped snowball.
As Irene nodded, he placed the new snowman next to the one she made. Of course, its head turned to be the one Irene made a while ago.
“Good thing, Benjamin’s wish will come true now.”
“These wishes don’t come true.”
“Yes?”
“…N, nothing. “
Irene, who barely uttered the secret of the snowman fairy without realizing it, swiped her head sharply.
“You.”
Elvin looked at Irene again with a really apologetic face.
“I’m so sorry. I can only say this as I’m not too good with words.”
“….”
“I mean it. If I knew beforehand that you were focusing on something else, I would have waited a while before approaching you.”
I can’t believe I’m receiving such a huge apology for a snowball that dropped to the ground.
Come to think of it, all of this was because Irene couldn’t control her expression.
“It’s all right, really.”
Knowing her words were sincere, Elvin vaguely grinned.
“You’re very generous.”
“Not really.”
“I thought you began to hate me since you wouldn’t make eye contact, in addition to your suddenly stiff movements.”
It’s not that I started to hate you, I’ve always hated you. I really hate you. You evil boss, you damn…
As I ferociously admitted my hate, Elvin’s fingers came to view.
They were beet red. That must have been because he was clumping the snow without gloves.
Where in the world did you leave your gloves? You’re leisurely earning taxes, it’s not like you don’t have enough money to buy gloves.
Soon, it seemed sorely painful that Irene, too, grew to feel sorry for him.
This, somehow.
“Here.”
Irene carefully brought up the story.
“Are you here to make a wish?”
“Well, I just thought I’d try it.”
He shrugged and laughed. His Highness the Crown Prince was still young enough to believe such a thing.
“Then make a wish with the snowman you just completed.”
“Didn’t you say it was for Benjamin?”
“I’ll give him mine.”
“Well, what about you?”
“What I want is… well.”
Irene paused as she considered her choice of words. What should I say?
‘I’ve already made a wish and then, you appeared.’
“…It won’t come true. Never.”
Elvin felt his heart breaking when he heard her faint, lifeless comeback.
What does this child wish for, that seemed impotent, causing her to give up already?
“Don’t give up, it might come true if you’re that desperate.”
Despite his encouragement, Irene shook her head. It seems that such a thing could never happen.
“It’s alright. I wasn’t expecting much.”
That’s what profit-oriented fairies did.
“So, don’t worry about me not having a snowman. I’m really fine.”
“If I know what your wish is, I’ll make it happen.”
Irene laughed a bit at his comment.
“That’s right. My wish might come true.”
There was no need to borrow the power of a capitalistic fairy.
We just don’t have to see each other.
Of course, I couldn’t let him know that.
“Anyway, it’s all right. Go ahead and make a wish. My brother will bring a scarf soon.”
“I’d better hurry.”
Elvin bent in front of the fountain while staring at the snowman.
“Hm.”
He pondered for a moment, fiddling with the round head of the snowman Irene made him.
What should I wish for?
“Since it’s been a long time, shall I make a wish for Benjamin Webber?”
Flinch.
Irene shook her shoulders. You demon! Don’t you dare wish for Benjamin Webber to be hired…!
“I want to get along with him. Would that be a wish?”
“A company, good employment… No, it is a nice wish to be friends.”
“Okay, then I’ll do that.”
He grinned as he tapped the little snowman on the head and stared up at the big one.
“It looks like the big snowman is smiling. Is it just my feeling?”
“…!”
“I’m glad he seems to be saying he’ll grant my wish…”
No, that’s not true!
Oh, what the hell is wrong with you?
That’s not even a fairy. It must be a demon who’s merely laughing at our wishes in this way and then grants it in reverse.
There’s going to be a complete opposite for what Elvin wished for! Ugh, really, really scary demon…
‘Uh?’
Hold on.
‘If his wish to get along with Benjamin Webber is reversed.’
….!
The relationship between the two will completely collapse. Then they would keep each other in check!
Then Benjamin won’t be his aide. Oh, my God, you heavenly snowman.
Irene smiled brightly towards the sizable snowman.
As expected, marketing is always a good thing.
Won’t we save the shops and districts and even give joy and hope for the future when customers come like this?
Long live commerce! Capitalism is the best! Exciting!
Irene, who had a complete change of attitude, brought her hands together.
“The snowman’s fairy’s smile probably meant they will grant your wish well.”
Irene replied with a bright smile. Elvin, noticing her expression, felt much lighter and relaxed.
“I can’t wait to see how your wish will come true.”
“So do I. I hope brother Benjamin makes the same wish.”
For the perfect catastrophe between the two.
“Well, maybe he doesn’t like me as much as I like him.”
“It’s a sad one-sided relationship,” Elvin replied as he shrugged indifferently.
“By the way, Irene Webber, there was something I wished to say when I first met you.”
“What?”
He glanced around for a while.
There were more people than before, and now quite a few children were building snowmen.
“It’s a little too crowded here…”
He fiddled with his hair for a moment and suggested the following in a cautious voice.
“I wish to talk to you in a quiet place later. The library or any other store.”
In a quiet place? Why?
Irene wondered what he would have to talk about so discreetly.
Well, maybe.
Is he trying to tell me who he is?
In retrospect, he didn’t seem to have any intention of hiding his identity from Irene.
It makes sense as he technically hadn’t lied about his identity either.
Maybe he’d create a false identity to use now.
“All right, let’s do that. “
So Irene nodded.
If he speaks to me honestly, my uncomfortable feelings that exist now will be resolved.
I could feel more comfortable in protecting my brother.
“That’s a relief.”
He sighed as if relieved, then carefully added a comment.
As if he was really going to tell the truth.
“If you’re- if you’re uncomfortable, it’s all right to meet with Benjamin.”
Ha, I know what you’re doing with such a rudimentary technique. He must be using me as a reason to meet Benjamin.
“…I don’t want to.”
“Huh?”
Elvin asked back, slightly surprised. No matter how young Irene is, she originated from a noble family.
In addition, she had recently been rumored to be a cute and smart little girl in the Webber family.
So he suggested meeting with both of them a bit… and treat them well.
I didn’t know she’d decline so rapidly.
“I don’t like it.”
“Ah, um… are you afraid Benjamin will be annoyed? If that’s the case, It will be fine…”
“That’s not it. “
Irene decided to keep the nails in place so that he wouldn’t say anymore.
“Instead of brother, I’m saying it would be better for the two of us to meet alone.”
The moment Irene said that.
For an unknown reason, Elvin’s face turned pale.
He was gazing not at Irene but over her shoulder, and when she saw his face, he seemed to have seen a ghost with very dirty eyes behind her.
“What’s wrong?”
Elzin’s gaze didn’t waver one bit.
What in the world is behind me?
Irene turned her head in curiosity.
Benjamin was standing where Elvin had been staring. When his eyes met Irene’s, he presented a friendly smile.
‘There’s nothing wrong. Why is he so surprised?’
Leaving that aside, Benjamin’s smile was warm enough to melt all the eyes around him, making Irene smile along without realizing.