“I think I forgot to mention something important.”
“Something important?”
“We ended up being dragged into this strange dungeon because of a mistake while making offerings.”
“…That’s right. This is already the third time we’ve failed to break your ridiculous curse.”
I could feel Reed relaxing a bit, perhaps thinking I was trying to start a casual conversation. Of course, my intention was the opposite.
“About that curse.”
“Yeah.”
“It’s fine for the next 15 days.”
At least in this genre, romance is firmly established. There would be no problem at all if I expressed my feelings.
As expected, Reed reacted just as I thought he would.
“…The curse is lifted?”
“Yes, but only for a limited time.”
“…”
“…”
His expression, which had been full of surprise, gradually calmed down. During the ensuing silence, both of us were deep in thought. We were re-evaluating what was…
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