The Hero’s Brother Is Bound To Be Depressed

69 – Fairytale character

After being healed by Lawton. Luna worked hard on her rehabilitation every day. After her class. She kept walking around the academy grounds, holding her stiff left arm out in front of her and stretching her fingers over and over again.

One might ask if her rehab was just that much, but that alone was so difficult that Luna’s bangs were soaked with sweat.

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Although she was cured, she was not able to move her limbs freely right away. Luna felt she was more comfortable moving around than before.

In the eyes of others, her appearance is no different from before, but she felt a sense of freedom as if she had freed herself from the shackles that Luna had been chasing her for a long time.

Continuing to contemplate how to express her gratitude to Ross for kneeling on her knees without hesitation to Lawton for her own treatment, Luna recalls gifting her homemade cookies from her book and joins the club over the weekend. I decided to make her own cookies in the room.

She was cooking for someone for the first time, and was very clumsy and failed. Even cookies were a bit too much to do with one hand.

She was lying on the bed in the club room, and Aria, who had been waiting for the cookies to be finished, finally couldn’t stand the wait and helped her make cookies.

“By the way, who made the cookies for you?”

To Aria’s question, Luna answered as if making excuses, pursed her lips in embarrassment.

“Just… I am a grateful person….”

Only the deliciously baked items were individually wrapped beautifully for Ross’ gifts, and the ugly or broken ones went into Arya’s mouth.

Baking her cookies for Ross and making cookies with Aria were fun experiences for Luna and precious memories.

Luna went to the Combat Division dormitory to meet Ross with her cookies, but Ross hadn’t returned to the academy even though the evening was over.

She is sitting on a bench in front of the dormitory, holding a wrapped cookie in her left hand. Luna, who had been waiting for Ross, grew more and more worried as time passed.

Ross had already been scolded by Professor Leora for being late for his return to the academy, so she was worried that she would be late again.

Luna stomped her feet nervously for a while before she saw Ross walking towards her dorm from afar. From the distance, her features were indistinguishable, but Luna was sure it was Ross.

Her nervousness disappeared, and she felt a bit ashamed when she imagined Ross would be happy to receive her cookie.

Luna pursed her lips and hid her cookie behind her back as she watched Ross approaching.

As she looked at Ross, who was slowly approaching her, Luna’s heart sank at the moment.

The energy of Ross, who always had a warm ember in a corner of his heart, had changed to the point where he was mistaken for someone else.

Lonely, cold feeling. It felt like it would freeze everything around it. Even Ross, himself.

Dry chapped lips and a cool expression. The blue eyes that sent her warm gaze were sunk deep like an abyss.

“To… S.”

Luna struggled to call her name to Ross who was approaching her, but as if she didn’t hear her, she tried to walk past Luna.

Fearing that if left unchecked, she might lose the Ross she remembered, so Luna dropped her cookie to the ground and opened her arms to block Ross’s path. Stood

When her steps stopped, Ross looked at Luna with a hazy look as if she had just woken up.

“Luna.”

Cut to the sound of Ross calling her own name, her deep rage and murderous Luna bit her lip as tears welled up in her eyes as she worried about Ross.

Instinctively, Luna realized that Ross was in a very dangerous situation. She looked precarious, as if she had been forced to the edge of a cliff and forced to jump over to the other side.

Seeing Ross who was on the verge of crossing her dangerous line, Luna stretched out her left hand with difficulty and held her waist tight.

“Ross… no.”

Will Ross fall down the cliff like this? Luna said in a trembling voice to her uneasy mind.

Ross held her by the waist, raised her head and met her gaze. The look in her eyes, full of her melancholy, reminded Luna of her first meeting with Ross.

I wanted to comfort you, I wanted to get closer to you. The memory of her regret that she couldn’t reach out her hand because of her own personality.

Luna could instinctively feel that her second chance had come to her.

“Luna, now we….”

“Ross.”

For the first time, Luna cut off Ross. Ross, who was about to say something, stopped his words and met his eyes with sorrowful eyes.

She was Ross who always looked at herself with warm eyes and a faint smile, but only hatred and anger existed in her blue eyes looking at herself now.

Even as Luna was holding Ross, she felt uneasy that she would disappear somewhere like this. She held her tighter in her arms so she couldn’t escape.

At her first meeting, she couldn’t approach her first, but she wanted to comfort Ross and she wanted to give her warmth by hugging her warmly.

But she didn’t know what to say to Ross, who was looking at her. Her mind went white and her voice lingered in her mouth, but she didn’t think of coming out.

She didn’t think her voice would ever come out of her mouth, much to the point of resenting herself.

She wanted to tell Ross that she really appreciated her. Rather than fixing her uncomfortable body, she found herself alone in her dormitory and took her to the ballroom. From casually holding her uncomfortable left hand to watching the fireworks that beautifully lit up the night sky from the rooftop of her academy.

Her memories were so precious, and it was heartbreaking. Even the feelings she felt that day with Ross remained vivid to the extent that she felt as if she had become the main character of a love story.

So, Luna wanted to express her gratitude from her heart. The way she got down on her knees for her little self, the way she held out her hand to ask her to believe in herself. I wanted to let her know that she was grateful for each one and that she was happy.

But Luna didn’t have enough time to say it all. Ross had a dangerous appearance, as if the remaining embers would go out at any moment and disappear into smoke.

Since every moment with Ross was such a beautiful and sweet memory, will Ross, who came to him miraculously, disappear as if it were a dream? Luna was afraid of that.

Looking into Ross’s cold eyes. Luna pulled out from the bottom of her chest what was her courage that had been dormant.

“Ross.”

There was a deep emotion in Luna’s voice. Even so, Ross still looked at Luna in silence.

“I like you.”

Ross’s blue eyes shook for an instant.

Luna saw a small ember appear behind those eyes.

However, the embers looked dangerous as if they would be extinguished by the cold air soon after.

It was as if he was deliberately trying to extinguish the fire in his heart, like someone who refuses warmth.

“Luna, I….”

Ross, who was silently looking at Luna, opened his mouth with a cracked voice.

Seeing that figure, Luna let out a hot breath. She released her hands from Ross’s embrace around her waist and stretched out her stiff left arm with difficulty.

She’s always over-stressing, her fingers twisting in strange ways. It was an ugly hand that trembled so much that she could see it when she opened her hand.

It was embarrassing to show it to Ross, but it was also a hand that I resented. Luna dared to raise her left hand.

Luna’s left hand was slow and trembled in her wind, but eventually she reached Ross’s cheek.

The action forced Ross to stop her words and look at Luna with her dumb eyes, frozen in place.

With her watery voice, Luna spoke with a bright smile full of sincerity as if she were lighting up a dark night.

“Trust me this time. Loss.”

Luna lifted her tiptoe.

Hot breath mingled with the night air.

Luna’s lips overlapped with Ross’s.

More than her many words, Luna conveyed her true feelings to Ross with her single action.

It was implied, but the act was conveyed more clearly than any other words.

Her kissed lips fell. Not only her face but also her ears turned red, Luna, but when she realized that Ross’ fire had grown stronger, she held back her shame and did not avoid Ross’ stare at her.

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Now Luna is more concerned about Ross than she is ashamed of how she will look.

So she looked straight into Ross’s blue eyes and mustered up her courage to speak her mind.

“If our story is a novel, it must have a happy ending…. It has no choice but to be.”

Like the prince in the fairy tale saved the princess from the witch’s curse and lived happily ever after.

She wanted to be happy for a long time with Ross, who was the first to reach out to her own gloomy, pity-filled life.

That was what Luna really wanted, and was the only thing she wanted.