I Crossed the Line Without Knowing It Was the Male Lead - Chapter 6

Did I… Did I just get dumped?

 

Do I need a reason to be friends?

 

Well, there was nothing that Jeff couldn’t make if he needed the reason.

 

“I said I only make friends with pretty girls.”

“I am not a woman.”

“I know. You’re a pretty guy.”

 

Jeff looked like he doesn’t like that. But I still held a hope because of his ears that were burning red.

 

Well, I’ve never met anyone who doesn’t like the word ‘pretty’.

 

Now, let’s lay the groundwork a little more.

 

I wondered if do I really have to beg this much to befriend him, but I’m determined anyway since the other person was Jeff.

 

“This is a secret…… In fact, I actually don’t have any friends.”

 

I didn’t say that it was in my previous life, but it still certainly wasn’t a lie.

 

It’s true that I’ve never had a proper friend before.

 

“I was very sick when I was young. I’m a little better now, but no one’s coming near me.”

“……”

“I think it’s difficult to approach me because I’m so pretty.”

 

It’s hard for me to say things like this with my own mouth.

 

Still, I thought this would be better than saying that they’re scared of me because of my father.

 

If he found out my father’s terrifying achievements, he will probably run away before I could even befriend him.

 

Jeff doesn’t seem convinced so……

 

She did her best to put up a pitiful expression and carefully laid the groundwork.

 

“But you are prettier than me. So, that won’t be difficult?”

 

Because of her absurd remarks, Jeff was a little over the top.

 

But he was not an easy kitten.

 

“It’s not difficult, but I don’t like it.”

 

Now, are you admitting that you’re prettier or what?

 

But Jeff’s serious face made her swallow those words.

 

“You…… You’re different from me.”

 

What do you mean?

 

Jeff opened his mouth again, and his words pierced her heart.

 

“The clothes we wear, the food we eat, the house we live in…… Everything is different. That’s why we can’t be friends.”

“Who…… told you that?”

“Mom.”

 

It was a natural way of thinking since the Carotian Empire has a strict class system.

 

Because the title that was determined from birth, also determines the fate of a child.

 

The relationship of commoners and nobles.

 

These two were, in fact, as incompatible as On Dal ‘the fool’ and Princess Pyeonggang .

 

But still, they made through it, right?

 

History can be rewritten, so there was no reason not to be friends.

 

“What if we’re different? As long as we’re both okay with it, we should be fine.”

“That’s true, but…”

 

Jeff rolled his eyes as if he was hesitating.

 

“And you owe me twice.”

 

At the word ‘debt’, Jeff raised his head in embarrassed.

 

He’s so naïve.

 

“You haven’t even said thank you to me yet.”

 

Jeff was an arrogant kitten, but he wasn’t ignorant.

 

No, rather, the honest ear revealed Jeff’s feelings every time.

 

Whether he’s embarrassed, sorry, or……

 

“Umm…… Thanks.”

 

Finally, she heard him saying thank you.

 

Do you know what?

 

When she’s facing a very difficult opponent, the desire for conquest rises.

 

It was just that now.

 

The desire of being thanked by this arrogant kitten overflowed deep in my heart.

 

When I heard the words of thanks, I was very motivated.

 

“Only in words?”

 

Jeff looked at me with a flushed face, then looked at the ground and looked at me again.

 

Even in front of Raki’s group, or when Cayman appeared, he was the only who had guts to stay calm……

 

I’m having a hard time right now.

 

Just like the day he handed me his money.

 

This is why I’m really interested to him.

 

Jeff’s mouth mumbled as if he’s trying to suppress his twitching mouth and made a sulky expression.

 

“No, that’s not it…”

“Alright. So you’re not saying thank you at all?”

 

As she crossed her arms with a determined expression, Jeff’s face gradually turned into plaster.

 

Jeff had left his initial ambition and rolled his eyes, unable to make eye contact.

 

Jeff, who put his gaze on the ground, answered in a crawling voice for a moment.

 

“I will do it…… Friend.”

 

Wow, look at him.

 

It sounds like I owe him something, like he had no choice but to be friends with me.

 

Isn’t that too much?

 

“You don’t have to do it if you don’t want to.”

 

I wondered if I had said it too firmly, but Jeff’s answer came right away.

 

“It’s not like that.”

“Then what?”

“……What?”

 

Looks like you don’t want to say that we’re friends even if you die.

 

Well, if he really said it right away, then the word “proud” wouldn’t suit our arrogant kitten, right?

 

The little kitten still couldn’t tear down his vigilant eyes as if he couldn’t trust the person in front of him.

 

In this case, you can only tame it slowly.

 

“If someone asked how you and I became friends. What are you going to say?”

“That……”

 

I calmly recited our script.

 

“You approached me because you wanted to get to know me, okay?”

 

It’s brainwashing, to be exact.

 

Jeff looked up at me as if he had seen an eccentric person.

 

However, he nodded his head, acknowledging his own mistake.

 

Now, he participated in the conversation with a slightly more active attitude.

 

“But why do I have to be friends with you…?”

“That’s because you’re very pretty!”

 

Jeff closed his eyes and slowly turned red.

 

I don’t know if it’s just because of the sunset of it is really this red…

 

Tomato Jeff was definitely cute enough to pop.

 

Jeff turned his head reluctantly and let out a long breath.

 

“Okay…… Let’s do that.”

“Great. Then come here by 6 o’clock tomorrow.”

“……Why?”

 

Looking at the innocent face that knew nothing, a devilish smile appeared.

 

“We decided to be friends, so we have to hold a ceremony.”

“What ceremony?”

“Come back tomorrow and you’ll find out.”

 

She put her pinky finger forward, and Jeff looked at it with terrified eyes as if he had just come out of a horror movie.

 

As he nodded his head, Jeff ended up hanging his finger to mine, but he looks like a person being pulled by his debtor.

 

A ticklish feeling filled my heart.

 

When I pressed my thumb with his, Jeff looked at me with surprised rabbit eyes.

 

With those innocent eyes, I wonder if he was crying inside that he had been contracted into slavery.

 

I decided to leave Jeff, who seemed to need some time alone.

 

I wanted to talk with my muse for the rest of the day, but unfortunately, it was time for my teacher to come soon.

 

Instead of going to the academy, there was a condition my mother offered.

 

One of them was this. Never miss a class.

 

In other words, if I don’t go now, Jeff’s expression right now could be mine for a month.

 

Leaving the regret behind, she ran into the carriage and shouted at Jeff.

 

“You must come tomorrow. 6 o’clock, don’t forget!”

 

Jeff didn’t move a single step until she got out of the alley.

 

Until the end, Jeff just stood there and stared at me.

 

* * *

 

Even while he was in class, Jeff’s afterimage had been floating around in her head for quite some time.

 

That happened even until she lay down in bed.

 

When I woke up in the morning and looked in the mirror, I saw a panda looking at me.

 

I think it’s because I’m nervous.

 

I plucked the pitiful leaves and predicted the possibility that Jeff would appear.

 

He’s coming, he’s not coming, he’s coming…… he’s not coming.

 

For some reason, she plucked a leaf from another branch and added it to the one she’s holding.

 

“He’s coming.”

 

It would be nice if Jeff could come……

 

There is no muse like him.

 

But as time passed, negative thoughts dominated my head.

 

In fact, Jeff was more likely not to come.

 

‘Is there really going to be a guy who doesn’t say thank you or even apologize?’

 

Besides, the promise he made with Jeff was one-sided.

 

I shouldn’t be discouraged if Jeff didn’t come.

 

Though it would be a lie if I said that my heart was okay.

 

* * *

 

With a fresh mind, I headed to Mrs. Taylor’s boutique.

 

Children of noble families usually go to the academy around the age of eight and learn regular courses.

 

Two years ago, I too, was at a crossroads.

 

At a major crossroads in my life, I chose tutoring instead of attending the academy.

 

In my previous life, school life was exhausting and I didn’t have many pleasant memories.

 

I didn’t want to experience the complicated social life up to this point.

 

My mother was worried about the networking problem that could only be built up by going to the academy, but when I showed a strong will, she accepted my will under certain conditions.

 

To be honest, as I took tests for high schools, the lessons here was rather much easier.

 

It was like a beginner’s test that elementary school students would take.

 

A grand party was held that day for me, who graduated early with excellent grades.

 

It’s a bit funny to have a party after graduating from elementary school…… Anyway, as a commemoration for my early graduation, they have given me a wish.

 

In fact, this was the reason I graduated early.

 

“What are you going to use your wish card for?”

 

I answered that question without any hesitation.

 

“Please invite Mrs. Taylor.”

 

Her father was very upset, and her mother was equally astonished.

 

She was of course the reason.

 

Please invite her, who has only followed her lead route as her imperial top costume designer.

 

Besides, she was known for being strict, so she didn’t like meeting outsiders.

 

Still, she wanted to learn from her because no one excelled in the clothing field as much as she did.

 

It was not an exaggeration to say that all the design of the dresses in the Empire’s social parties, as well as the knight’s armor, all came from her hands.

 

For every costume designer in the empire, she was a role model.

 

It was in the same reason that I was trying to learn from her.

 

It would be difficult the superiority only by ability, one must also be better at reading the trends of the Empire.

 

There was no teacher as good as her if she’s planning a clothing business in the future.

 

In addition…… To add a bit of a geeky mind, I also wanted to check the level of skill of the best designer in the empire.

 

Fortunately, not long ago, she resigned from the Imperial boutique and came down South to set up a new one.

 

Although she knew that, her parents still had a hard time.

 

It meant that no matter how superman-like her parents were, they couldn’t move recklessly.

 

But my Dad, Gerard Brentio, is someone legendary that made even this seemingly impossible mission possible.

 

Of course, it’s not the first time we met.

 

It was only through letter.

 

“We do not accept assistants without skills. If you are confident, please come to my boutique.”