“……”
Here, Hilde confessed more honestly through her actions than her words.
“Huh! Miss Hilde?!”
Tears burst forth again in an instant. Droplets fell from her pink eyes, and it was clear to anyone that her sorrow had reached its peak.
“You made her cry, Ailette.”
“N-no, I mean…”
“On our first meeting, really.”
“Waaah!”
Unable to deny that she was the trigger, Ailette floundered before grabbing Hilde’s shoulders.
“I-I’m sorry, Miss Hilde! I shouldn’t have asked such a thing…!”
“H-hic, sob…”
“I was thoughtless. So please, stop crying…”
“Sniff.”
“Why are you crying even harder!”
“Waaah!”
“Aaah! I’m sorry for yelling! It’s all my fault. Don’t cry, please don’t cry. Miss Hilde, okay? Please stop. Be a good girl… Oh, she’s not stopping. Fine, I give up. Go ahead, cry! Cry your heart out! I’ll even lend you my shoulder. Here!”
Hilde didn’t hesitate and buried her head in Ailette’s shoulder.
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