Luke Calder and Friel's marriage proposal

Author: Cup of Heaven plus

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Outside the 97th Century, Japan, 72nd year of the new calendar, December 24, Christmas Eve——

In Japan, which has a significant mix of Western culture, Christmas and Christmas Eve are equally festive holidays – especially Christmas Eve, which has a considerable degree of romance for young men and women.

Although I don't know when this began, it seems to have become a default custom among young people to choose this day to "win".

However, not everyone has a good impression of this romantic day - at least, Fillier. Linna. Gulrantos, the current mood, has nothing to do with happiness at all.

Sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the warm appearance of the couple outside the window, Fillier suddenly stood up, slammed the curtain shut, and then fell headlong on the sofa.

“… It's Christmas again..."

Speaking of... A little ghost who is still hiding and lazy on the grounds of recovery once said that 25-year-old women are Christmas cakes, in the sweetest years - a statement that Fillier now feels like sneering.

Because he also said that women who have passed the age of 25 will not be able to sell Christmas cakes, and the "value" is getting cheaper and cheaper year by year.

In this way, Fillier found that he seemed to be approaching the age of "slow sales". …

"Men who casually judge the value of women are the worst... That damn little ghost..."

Blocking the glare of the light with his hand, Fillier muttered.

It's a pity that the crystal dripping from the corner of the eye can't be covered with your hands.

If it is said... If you're really alone, you might not be so sad now, right?

"Damn Luca... Luke Calder. Ferencz. Grell!! You give me death!! Die!! Damn it!! ”

Throwing the couch pillow on the ground and stepping on it as if it were some bastard who had not even had the slightest contact at his feet, Fillier didn't use even a shred of magic power, and simply relied on his physical strength to vent - until the pillow became miserable and the Magus began to gasp.

"You idiot... Even if you can't come back from the General Bureau... It's just a phone call..."

The weakness that he usually never showed in front of him was revealed at this moment, and he staggered back to the window again, but the outstretched hand hesitated again and again.

After the end, Fillier still didn't choose to open the curtains, sat down silently, wrapped her hands around her knees, rested her chin lightly on her arms, and sighed: "I'm ... I'm 26 years old..."

What kind of relationship does he have with Luka? In fact, to this day, Fillier has a trace of doubt-

[Indeed, both nominally and in reality, we are lovers in a relationship, right...? Luca confessed to me, and I reciprocated... It's just lately that it's been getting harder and harder to feel at ease. 】

For Fillier, although she herself doesn't understand so much ... But "I like Luca, I like that stupid guy", she is sure...

However, what exactly does the other party think? No, or rather, what the hell is Luca thinking right now?

[It's been more than 2 years since the two of us started noticing each other... And the formal relationship, it is estimated that it has been 1 year... Don't talk about the lover's worst behavior... The two have not even hugged or kissed until now. 】

For lovers of this era, this is simply an incredible thing...

That said... It seems that even if a successful date... None of them... Every time, he either suddenly erupted and knocked him to the ground, or he made some kind of plane, which messed up the otherwise good atmosphere...

[But, that idiot... I've always worked hard to make me happy...]

Yes, although the way is sometimes debatable... However, Luca has been trying to win the approval of the Phillips in his own way.

[Actually... Sometimes, his behavior is not very excessive, and even for couples, it is a very normal temptation...]

However, Fillier has repeatedly used the phrase "Shame on you to do this in broad daylight!!" "Are you stupid!? How can this kind of thing be done!! "Something like that, plus the iron fist entertained him back—

"Ahh Could it be..."

That's right, even if you think about it from a man's point of view - such a girl, a man's patience will have a limit, right?

I'm introverted and not good at words, so I should take the initiative by Luca... The problem is that Luca is really uncommon-sense, so he has to correct it violently... I've always used this excuse to convince myself that I'm not making any progress with Luca so far, and it's all the responsibility of that idiot...

But what about the facts? Who are the people who really haven't made any effort?

“… And as a result, I'm enjoying that feeling... I was in my self-righteous belief that Luka's eyes would only stay on me... I'll just have to wait for him to correct himself to my liking..."

"Even if Luca was as stupid as he was to make a mess, I never thought about it, telling him I didn't like that... It's just a simple iron fist..."

"And then... Even when he just asked to hold his hand, I looked at him with the eyes of a fool..."

"It's just that when I'm in a good mood, I occasionally give him a little sweetness... Hehe, that stupid guy just looks flattered and happy..."

“… What's the difference between me and pets? ”

"It's really... The worst woman..."

With his face buried between his arms and his shoulders shaking, is Fillier smiling bitterly because of self-deprecation, or is he crying from self-loathing?

What qualifications does such a self have to fall in love? And who is in a position to ask others to stay with them?

Ah, I finally know what kind of road card I don't even have a phone call for...

Speaking of which, it's not just today - in fact, long before that, Luca clearly showed a certain amount of distancing...

There is no more clumsy appearance that racks his brains but backfires in order to make himself happy, and there is no more excitement to show off to himself with Type I drugs that he is not interested in...

At that time, Fillier didn't think of anything else at all, and even sighed that this guy seemed to finally have some common sense.

Looks like Luca is finally cold... I don't want to please a woman like me anymore...

Aha, I don't know, in fact, that guy is spending the Holy Night with a cheerful girl right now...

… yes, yes, that's right... But for what... I still want to cry so much...

"远(とお)い梦(ゆめ),今(いま)もまだ见(み)ている,つかの中(ま)を資(つむ)いでは永(とわ)へと,この想(おも)いprayer(いの)りに托(たく)すから,いつまでもsmile(ほほえ)みを描(えが)いて..."

In the silence of the room, suddenly there was a familiar ringtone of a mobile phone—it was the ringtone of Filler's own phone—and the ringtone corresponded to the person...

"The road... Card? ”

End of the previous part