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    “Whaaat? Are you saying you can’t accept a girl’s present?”
    “N-no, it’s not that…I just feel so pathetic!” With sweat pouring down my face, I just blurt out how I really feel. No matter how much older she is than me, getting a present from a girl like this…It feels like I’ve done something wrong.
    Eina flashes a big smile as my shoulders start melting again.
    “I want you to have it. Not for me, for you.”
    “Wha…?”
    “The truth is, adventurers never really know when they’ll die.Even ones who are really strong just disappear as if by the whim of a god. I’ve known many who didn’t come back.”
    “……”
    “…I’d like you not to be one of them, Bell. O-ho, I guess this present is for me, after all.”
    Eina laughs a bit to herself but never takes her eyes off me.
    Those tranquil eyes.
    “Is that bad?” she asks.
    I look at the floor.
    My reddening face is hidden by my hair.
    I don’t have what it takes to refuse her gift after that.
    “…And Bell, you said that you loved me.”
    My face is beet-red now. My neck jerks my head up and I meet her eyes with my own.
    Looks like she’s blushing quite a bit, too.
    “That was, well…I was just so happy that you were encouraging me…!”
    “I was happy too, that you said you loved me. I realize you didn’t mean it ‘that’ way.”
    Both of us are blushing up a storm.
    “It’s not just because of that, but I want to give you strength. You’ve been working so hard, and I want to help you. Will you accept it, please?”
    Sniff. My nose is starting to run.
    I wipe it with my sleeve, nodding.
    “Thank you…very much……”
    “You’re welcome.”
    I can feel gentle warmth flowing from the emerald protector on my arm.

    “It’s gotten pretty late…”
    The sky is turning red. Late evening has arrived.
    I walked Eina back to her dwelling after we finished shopping, and am now close to my own.
    I jog down West Main and find my usual side street that leads to the old church.
    To think I would get that nervous being around Eina…This isn’t good.
    I can just see Aiz Wallenstein looking at me with disappointment and yelling all kinds of things at me. This is all in my head, of course.
    I don’t want to think that I could be interested in someone else…Just a little while ago, I was thinking how great it would be to have a harem. Ha-ha-ha, I laugh out loud a bit and try my best to run away from that fact.
    The person for me is Miss Wallenstein; the only person for me is Miss Wallenstein…
    “…Footsteps?”
    I stop jogging.
    Thump, thump, thump.
The sound of someone running comes from the other end of the side street. No…two someones, one big, one small. I can tell by the echoes of their shoes.
    “Where…?”
    I’ve just come off West Main. Looking back the way I came, I can still see people moving on the crowded street. The footsteps are getting louder, and they’re coming this way.
    They’re still a little ways from me, but I don’t like the idea of an incident happening so close to my home.
    Being as careful as possible, I timidly look around the corner of my usual route.
    “Ow!”
    “Huh?!”
    A shadow passing in front of my face suddenly crashes to the ground. It must have tripped over my foot as the shadow tried to turn the corner.
    Trying to keep my own scream down, I turn around for a closer look.
    …A prum?
    The person is a bit shorter than the goddess, with limbs so thin thatthey might break if I touch them. Seeing how small every part of the body is, the name of a certain race of demi-human came to mind.
    They are known for loving good food, dancing, and being merry.
    “Excuse me, are you okay?”
    “Eh…h.”
    The stuttering prum pulls her body off the pavement.
    She’s a girl. Her messy, chestnut-colored hair is long enough to hide her neck.
    She looks like a child. That would explain her small size. Her oversized spherical eyes make quite an impression on me.
    “Found ya, ya piece-of-shit