40 - Bride

"That elderly woman won't believe you," he said quietly, as if he was certain. "Do you want to come down or do you want me to pull you up? Oh, I'd best carry you because you might grow tired on our journey. I understand Marie, being with me, the most handsome and manly in town, will wear you out. Come here, Marie, and I'll lift you up." It even extended a hand.

She let out a lethal snort and was ready to slam the car door shut when Gheron stopped her. It hasn't lost its grin.

"I'm going to punch you as a warning."

"Love punched me!"

"Get out!" she screams angrily. To put it simply, a vein in his neck would explode.

"No."

"One," she said, her face contorted.

"Do I also have to count to two?"

Okay. She didn't have a choice. She grinned, and before Gheron could think about what she was going to do, she abruptly shut the door, but it wound up in Gheron's palm. She was so dumbfounded in an instant that she had no idea why and how Gheron could halt it in such a short period of time.

"Bring me down!" she yelled.

"Shh… They're glaring at us because of your ruckus." As they entered the bakery shop, he said. He carried her as if she were a bride.

"You're a complete moron!" She didn't make a big deal out of it. It's humiliating! "Do you want to take me down or not?" She used it with a warning tone, and instead of scaring him, Gheron only smiled sympathetically at her.

"Okay. Just relax. I will not eat you."

When she saw them inside the Pastry house, she was speechless, and it lowered her to a chair near the glass wall. She noticed the customers practically staring at them, she almost sank in embarrassment.

"You're extremely annoying," he said, laughing and shrugging. "All I want to do is sample their cookies here."

She didn't even bother to react. She? Annoying? Huh! Her arms were folded as her blood boiled. The man had already carried her twice, and the third time would require a couple of slaps on her.

"I know you don't like sweets, so I'll simply give you coffee." He returned and handed her coffee.

She was already enjoying the lovely aroma of coffee, but she refused to drink the coffee he had ordered. She may even owe it money, and she will be charged when the time comes.

"How come you're staring at me like that? Am I too attractive for you to blink?" And it offered him a wink, at which Marie smirked.

She glanced at what he said and thought he was handsome, only she regarded him as a poor farmer with nothing exceptional about him. She doesn't see anything else. Handsome? Okay, she acknowledges that she has known many attractive people, but none of them have stayed in her brain.

He stopped her as she stood up to leave.

"Oh, you're very sensitive to my good looks."

She'd rather stay inside the truck and drown him in sweet food and coffee.

"Don't act as if you think I'll like you!" She is angry at Gheron.

She doesn't mind if people stare at them. She would humiliate him if they happened to be on the farm, and she didn't care if their coworkers will upset!

"Would you like to place a wager?" He smiled.

"How will you gamble if you are also a poor farmer?"

"We're not putting money on it."

Her brow wrinkled.

"However, your heart." His eyes widened as he said that word. He was overjoyed. "I'm sure there will come a time when you'll like me, Marie. When that day comes, even your heart will find it difficult to resist. You'll like me as well, and I'll break down the big barrier you've put up against men who want to be in your life. "

She looked at him annoyingly and couldn't help but chuckle angrily. "Before that happens, I'm going to murder myself. You are not the man I will fall in love with. A terrible farmer! Have you taken a look at what you're wearing? 'You have filth on your hands. Demonstrating that you are not the man who will make my heart beat faster. Because, you know, my heart, Gheron? It is long dead and will never fall in love to the poor people like us. Just like you." Before it could say anything. She walked away.

She went directly to the parked truck and sat down to relax. She wanted to run away and scream, but she restrained herself. The man has certainly tested her tolerance, and if he thinks she'll fall for his flowery words, he's mistaken.

The man entered a few moments later. Carrying a box of cookies and putting it in front of you. It started the car's engine gently, and they drove away. She was relieved that it had been calm. Gheron only needed her cruel statements to keep things quiet. When she could think clearly, she felt better.

When Gheron and her arrived that night, they had been on the road for a long time and had seen a lot on their trip home, but she just let the young man go. She pretended to sleep the entire journey and only opened her eyes when they got at the farm. They are lucky in that they do not have a Team Leader to question why they spent so much time in Furano.

When Marie lay down on the lovely double deck bed, her body was exhausted. Judith asked her a lot of questions, but she didn't answer any of them. She was not in the mood to answer even one of the questions. She relaxed herself by closing her eyes for a moment.

"We're terrified of caring too much because we're afraid the other person won't care at all."

When Gheron's voice rang in his head again, she opened her eyes. That's a scumbag! She uses words she doesn't comprehend and veers off topic. He abruptly said as if he thought she couldn't hear earlier when she feigned to be asleep. She says that this is the last time they will be on a trip together since there will be no more!



WHILE Gallagher was silently reading the assignment that Yx had handed him. There are no dangerous information in what he shares. Just a few things, about the man named Joseph Sacarios or Fidel Ramos. There is no criminal record, but this is one that will tell them about Blood Diamond's undercover job. Tiverius, as far as he understood, was in charge of this task.

"Yx," he said to the man as he answered his hologram call.

He is currently in his individual room and will later go to the staff house to sleep with his coworkers.

"Reports?"

"I'm with the person you're seeking for."

"I understand. Because that person lives on your farm, I delegated that task to you."

"Screw that! It's a Tiverius assignment, ah." He couldn't stop himself from howling. All he wanted to do was stick out with Marie and tease her.

"For the time being, it's you."

"Until when?"

"Until I give the go signal, that is. As far as I know, that employee at your village farm only has a month until his contract expires."

The last thing Yx said made him smile. "How did you find out I was the owner of this farm?"

"Taurus, I know everything."

"I'm not out on a mission. There's no need to call my code name."

"You are, indeed."

He shook his head and waved goodbye to the man. He wanted to recover first and then tease Marie again. He'd close his eyes for a bit before heading to the staff house. He had a good day today, in some ways.

"Before that happens, I'm going to murder myself. You are not the man I will fall in love with. A terrible farmer! Have you taken a look at what you're wearing? 'You have filth on your hands. Demonstrating that you are not the man who will make my heart beat faster. Because, you know, my heart, Gheron? It is long dead and will never fall in love to the poor people like us. Just like you."

When he remembered what the girl had said, he laughed. "Let's see, Marie-babes. Let's see... I'll teach you, and from what I've read, your mouth and heart don't always agree."

Annoyed Marie woke up. He could not sleep. Earlier he had been wandering around in his bed and he seemed to be almost awake. Earlier the clock had turned to midnight and he must have been resting for tomorrow at this time.

I'll just mix the milk.

He decided to stand up and mix the milk. He took the mug and went out for a while, there he was on the balcony hanging out while watching the sad life of Hokkaido. Sad for those like them who prefer to emigrate and stay away from family.

He was drinking the milk slowly when he saw Gheron come out as well and carrying a mug that he knew was coffee. He hung out on the balcony and stared at her intently. If at first it always made him smile, now it doesn't. It was as if it was reading him from afar and a deadly look he also gave it.

She wouldn't go inside because she was bitten in the man's face. He was the first to come out and he didn't care if it stared at him until it hardened to stare at him.

You’re beautiful.

He almost spit out the milk he was drinking when it sign language to him like that. Immediately his eyes narrowed. Isn't it over yet? He thought, enough of the rudeness of his behavior shown here earlier.

He responded with sign language to the man and he burst out laughing at what he had done. When he realized that everyone was asleep, he just fell silent.He lost even more appetite to finish drinking milk. He thought he could suck it up with his fuck you sign language while no expression could be seen on his face.

I really like you, Marie.

He just rolled his eyes. Even at night, it was unparalleled in its charm and its pampering to him. If he could just throw the cup he was holding, he would have taken a long time to stop it.

She quickly drained the milk and hurried inside, just as she felt drowsy. And that night, he slept soundly.