
As the day darkened, the night wind had already penetrated into the gap of the tenuous wooden wall, so the atmosphere in the old weathered house felt a little tense and piercing.
Hazel was busy treating Lynx as much as she could with potluck medicine. Because the bandage he had was exhausted, so Hazel was forced to cut off one of the clothes that she actually still often wears.
How else would you like? The blood flowing from the fox's legs did not want to stop. Even the fox's breath was already irregular. Can only lie on the sofa with my eyes half closed.
“I hope this cloth can stop the blood that keeps seeping out. Before your body recovers, promise not to do much. Because after I think about it, your silence is better than having to make other problems,”, Hazel said.
Lynx did not answer anything, but looked at her eyes as if she was able to say something. Replacing his silenced mouth mute. The torn corners of his lips may make it difficult to speak.
After finishing taking care of the poor fox, Hazel decides to go to the kitchen. Intend to immediately process the fish brought Lynx a while ago.
His body trembled slightly as it endured the pain and weakness that went through the entire body. But before that, Hazel has to clean up first.
Because his clothes and hands were full of fresh blood from Lynx's wound earlier. The fishy smell was thick, until Hazel was made dizzy because the fishy aroma was so strong.
“Do I need to withdraw my words saying I don't want to accept it to stay here with me? Actually I do not have the heart if I have to expel him after what he tried to do, but am I ready with all the consequences that I have to accept later?”
Hazel monologues alone in the bathroom, contemplating while staring at the water in a tub that has not been touched. His mind was full, and his heart was troubled.
Hazel's two hands touched her own innocent body. Many wounds have not healed completely. Hazel's bruising comes from her quarrel with the men who tried to harass her that night.
As her hands moved up to touch her face, Hazel could feel pain and pain that had not yet recovered. Ringisan by ringisan he took out. His forehead is broken due to the Lynx act this morning he can feel through his fingers lentiknya.
“Ah, this hurts. Even if the wounds all over my body were healed, I wouldn't believe it would last long.” Hazel said this because she was reminded of the threat the debt collector gave her last night.
“There is one more month, can I pay off all debts at once interest? If until that day comes but I do not have the money to pay it off..” His voice was weakening, his body was already warped to the damp wood floor.
His back rests against the wall, bending his knees to hug him. Then put his face on the armrest. His white hands were getting a hug.
“Maybe the body that I have been guarding, only for the man I love later, should I let go to share it with the striped man who thirsts for lust? Me...”
“... It is impossible to do it.”
Hazel is frustrated with the world she lives in. If it is true that life is difficult and happy because it says the wheel of life will always turn, but why does Hazel feel that her whole life is always in a circle of thorns that always hurt her from various sides?
The girl was not once allowed to be happy. Let alone happy, to calm down without the need to think about the burden of life alone is difficult.
Hazel's head is out. Staring at the roof of the bathroom that has several gaps, making the moonlight out there illuminate the bathroom room with dim lighting from a torchlight.
“If I can't ask God to make me disappear from this life, then I want someone who can help alleviate all these thorny problems.”
“But don't fox that troublemaker. He's just a strange creature that I accidentally met. Sooner or later, he will definitely return to where he came from,” he added, clarifying what was asked.
“... I want to fall in love with the man of my dreams. Prince of the Kingdom who might want to propose to a poor girl like me, haha,”.
***
The night is getting late. Finish cleaning yourself and cooking food to fill the energy that is almost exhausted. Intentionally, Hazel just wants to cover Lynx's body with a blanket.
But out of curiosity, Hazel sat down in front of the sofa Lynx occupied. The fox was already sleeping quietly. His breathing seemed to be weakening.
Long enough Hazel looked at the fox's face that looked shady when closed, until she was not aware that she entered the subconscious. Falling asleep with his head leaning against the sofa. Face with Lynx's face.
A moment later, the fox's beautiful eyes gnashed. His gaze immediately highlighted the face of Hazel who was fast asleep. The smooth snoring he let out the girl sounded calming.
Now it was Lynx's turn to look at Hazel's face up close. His body slightly changed position, intending to get closer to Hazel. Not meant to be weird, just that there was something the fox wanted to do.
The purplish bruise that was clearly imprinted on Hazel's face left Lynx slightly stunned. His mind was full of question marks, he had no chance to ask where Hazel got the injuries from.
During their first encounter, Lynx sees clearly that Hazel appears disheveled. As if to explain that Hazel had gone through something difficult before.
Moreover, the lump on the girl's forehead presented a feeling of guilt in Lynx's heart. Because he knew that the bulge was his work.
Slowly but surely, Lynx moved her face to Hazel's face. The distinctive fragrance emanating from the girl's body almost shook what she had previously intended.
The fox's breath swept across the surface of Hazel's pale white face. Perhaps because Lynx's breathing was warm, Hazel was a little distracted.
Lynx hastily stuck out her tongue. Licking some wound spots on Hazel's face. He did it slowly, not wanting Hazel to wake up and think after finding it with this position.
“I want to test the ability that has been running my blood since birth. I don't know in this human world the ability that I have to work or not. So I have to prove it myself.”
If Hazel had thought that Lynx in the form of a fox could not speak human language, her guess was clearly wrong. Because in fact, in any form or form, Lynx will always be able to speak human language.
After Lynx sticks her saliva through her tongue to Hazel's wounds, a magic fairy tale wonder soon becomes real in this human world.
The wounds attached to Hazel's skin slowly faded as the yellow light traveled through the wound. Like a glittering dust blowing in the wind, that was how the light raised all the wounds there.
Including the impact wounds that caused a reddish bulge on Hazel's forehead, everything completely disappeared unceremoniously. So that Hazel's beauty seemed to increase many times after all the wounds were gone.
“K-my ability succeeded?!” Lynx yelled a little, not believing what she was doing.
“... Gosh, most importantly, why does she look so beautiful with that smooth face?”
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