13 - You are my Ramiel (9)
In the middle of a field of flowers, a man dressed in white, as if Roman times were in bloom, was picking one flower after another, creating various beautiful colors that came together. His short golden wheat hair was blowing in the wind.
The beautiful man was surrounded by butterflies of various unique colors.
From blue to bright yellow.
Looking at this beautiful view is like looking at stained glass created by nature itself.
Creating unique colors that form a beautiful picture that will always be seen by many people.
Not far away, someone immediately noticed the existence of the beautiful man and stopped for a moment to stare at him...
Those red-golden eyes continued to stare at him as if he had been absorbed by the beauty.
His heart was beating fast, as if it was signaling his first love.
The person with the long black hair adorned with lily flowers could not even hear his surroundings, only the sound of his heart and his gaze, which he only wanted to hear and see.
The beautiful man immediately realized that he was being stared at, and curious about the person staring at him, he turned his head to look at the young man who seemed to have cheerful features.
Like the sun.
The color of his eyes even looked like the sun at dawn. But he immediately averted his eyes from the young man as if he was not interested in him.
The man's long black hair immediately blew in the breeze. He just realized that he had been staring at the beautiful man for so long that the man noticed.
He quickly covered his face so as not to show his already very red face.
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"In the middle of a field of flowers, I danced filled with butterflies that flew around and followed my every move.
My vision was colorful as I looked at the beauty.
I danced and danced as if to say, 'I love you.
Yet I was still there, dancing in the middle of a field of flowers."
The pen that Eriu was holding dropped after hearing the poem that suddenly sounded in the middle of the silence. Eriu turned his head stiffly to see Eros still lying on his bed with his favorite doll.
"Are you sick?"
"No."
"..."
He was angry.
Why this, why is he suddenly angry when he was normal before?
Don't tell me...
"Eros..." Eriu immediately got up from the chair and sat down on the bed where Eros was lying. With a sad face, Eriu patted the hand of Eros who was hugging the doll.
"I know you're sad to leave home, that's why you suddenly created a romantic poem."
The protagonist was already so beautiful that everyone liked him and he could even compose poems!
Eros stayed lying down and covered his face with the stuffed rabbit he had named after me, Eri. "I'm not angry, and this poem wasn't written by me, but by someone else."
"And I just want to hear it again." Realizing that he had made a mistake, Eriu immediately closed his mouth. Guiltily, Eriu approached Eros, who still covered his face with the stuffed rabbit.
"Sorry for reminding you of that person, sorry for being inconsiderate too..."
"..." It seemed as if Eros was tired of Eriu's 'insensitivity', this one creature whose stupidity went too far.
"He's not dead yet." Eros picked up the doll and threw it directly at Eriu, Due to Eriu's abnormal reflexes, Eriu immediately caught the doll and found Eros puffing up his cheeks as he looked at him....
"Don't you want to tell me something?"
"Eriu immediately looked away from Eros, pretending not to hear him. "Nothing?" Eros continued with an impatient tone. "You really don't want to hear my request?" Eros crossed his arms, "Fine, I won't tell you the whole story either."
"!!!" Eriu quickly turned to Eros, "Your request is ridiculous, you know!"
"Ridiculous? Taking a bath together is ridiculous?"
"Yes!"
"Hmph! Even if I tell you something else, you can't do it either."
"..." Putting the stuffed rabbit in his hand, Eriu stood up and kept as far away from Eros as possible, "What do you want?" Hearing that the 'other' request would be granted, Eros, who had been frowning, was happy again, his face already showing twinkles around him.
"You're going to grant it?"
"Yes..."
Excited to hear what he wanted, Eros immediately got up from the bed and ran to hug Eriu. In between the hugs, Eros brought his lips to her ear and whispered, "Write in the letter that his mom and dad are fine in prison and of course in the future."
"You looked at me while I was writing!" Eros shook his head, "I was just guessing. Had I known, I would have used your writing to threaten you from the beginning."
To get things back to normal, Eriu, already feeling insecure, went back to the beginning where Eros was suddenly poetry, trying to look as natural as possible. Because Eriu suddenly felt that what Eros said was probably true.
"I'll grant you that. But it can't be like taking a bath together!"
Because there was no way that anyone could repeat their life over and over again, unless they were someone who was considered very powerful.
Like the scripture in the game that described a complete god:
A god looks up as if staring at a closed door and opens it at will. Destroying and repairing. No one ever knew what a person's fate would be after becoming the god described by many.
"Hehe, sure!"
Eriu fiddled with his fingers, his eyes still glancing away from their original target, leaving a strange atmosphere around the two children.
"Um, Eros."
"Sorry for opening your old wound..."
"???" Realizing that Eros did not understand Eriu's meaning, Eriu reluctantly told him.
"The one who made the poem."
That creator must have had an unhappy life, because his poem made me sad instead of flowery like a typical romantic poem.
Eriu instantly got goosebumps when he saw Eros' gaze staring at him with an unreadable look, "If I meet that person again, I will finish him off on the spot and put him in his favorite place."
"Eh..."
"Haha, just kidding!" Like a fairy godmother coming, the flickering back in Eros' eyes was just a shadow that would never be reached.
...
No way...
Not only could 'Eriu Grith' make the protagonist fall in love with him, he even wrote a poem for him!!!
That crazy motherfucker!!!