Elodie terdengar bingung, suaranya bercampur antara kebingungan dan keterkejutan. Di hadapannya ada Frondier. Pakaiannya basah dari bahu hingga bawah dada, dan tubuh bagian atasnya perlahan naik dari dada ke bahu lalu turun kembali. Seluruh wajahnya basah oleh keringat, dan bulu matanya yang basah perlahan menutupi matanya sebelum ia membukanya lagi. Ekspresi lesunya bahkan lebih terlihat, dan matanya yang menunduk semakin cekung. Elodie berkedip beberapa kali. Untuk sesaat, ia bertanya-tanya apakah ia salah masuk ruangan. Meskipun jelas-jelas Frondier ada di hadapannya, pikiran itu tetap muncul. Elodie menarik napas panjang. Ia harus mengatakan sesuatu. Ia tidak bisa hanya berdiri di sana dan menatapnya. Apa saja, apa pun— Tak diragukan lagi, itu adalah penyelamatan terbaik tahun ini. Huh, Frondier tertawa tidak percaya. "Apa yang kau harapkan di tempat seperti ini. Setidaknya beri aku waktu untuk mandi." Frondier mengusap wajahnya dengan handuk yang ia bawa. Berkat itu, ia sekarang terlihat sedikit lebih seperti dirinya yang biasa. Elodie merasa sedikit lebih baik. Meski ia tidak tahu mengapa. "Aku dengar kau sering datang ke ruang latihan." "Ya. Aku sedang berlatih." Setelah mengatakan itu, Frondier bergerak untuk meletakkan handuk di lokernya. Saat jarak di antara mereka melebar, leher Elodie sedikit rileks. Jadi itu alasannya. Aku sedang menatap Frondier dari bawah. Itu wajar karena ia lebih tinggi. Sangat wajar. Tapi entah kenapa. "Kau datang untuk memeriksaku? Untuk melihat apakah aku masih berlatih? Kau masih khawatir?" "Khawatir? Tentang apa?" Elodie menyangkalnya untuk saat ini. Tapi ia tidak bisa menemukan cara yang lebih baik untuk mengatakannya. Sebenarnya, Elodie sudah lama mengkhawatirkan Frondier. Elodie dan Frondier sudah saling kenal sejak kecil. Elodie mengkhawatirkan Frondier, yang perlahan-lahan menjadi lebih malas, dan sering memberinya nasihat. Tapi semuanya sia-sia. Tapi Frondier yang sekarang berbeda. Mengapa Frondier, yang tidak berubah bahkan setelah Elodie berusaha keras membantunya, berubah begitu drastis? Apa pemicunya? Ia ingin tahu, tapi tidak bertanya, karena rasanya seperti kecemburuan. Tiba-tiba, Elodie teringat dan bertanya. "Ngomong-ngomong, apakah kau sudah bergabung dengan klub?" "Tidak. Tidak tertarik. Tidak punya waktu untuk itu." "Kalau begitu, apakah kau akan pulang?" Frondier menjawab dan meminum airnya. Dari handuk hingga botol air, bahkan sampai loker pribadi, jelas ia sering mengunjungi ruang latihan. Meskipun jawabannya singkat, Elodie merasa agak lega. Seolah-olah ia telah mendapatkan seorang kawan. Kali ini, Frondier yang bertanya. Elodie sedikit terkejut ketika Frondier bertanya balik, tetapi memberikan respons yang biasa. "Yah, aku tidak terlalu tertarik pada apa pun." Mendengar itu, Frondier berhenti meminum airnya. Ia meletakkan botolnya dan berkata, "Kau ingin bergabung dengan klub." Seolah-olah Frondier menyatakan sesuatu yang jelas seperti 'Bumi masih berputar.' Ia mengatakannya begitu datar. Elodie berkedip tidak percaya, bahkan lebih dari sebelumnya. "Hei, apa yang kau tahu?" "Aku tahu. Karena kau sepertiku." Elodie mengerutkan kening kesal. Apa yang orang gila ini bicarakan? Namun, apa yang Frondier katakan selanjutnya membuat Elodie membeku. "Kau tampak sendirian." "Rasanya seperti kau terisolasi di tempat yang sepi, berpikir kau tidak bisa lepas dari isolasi ini." Frondier berbicara dengan tenang. Ketenangan itu perlahan-lahan membuat Elodie membeku. "Bahkan jika kau berbicara dan tertawa dengan orang lain, kau merasa mereka tidak benar-benar memahamimu." Elodie mencoba mengatakan sesuatu tapi akhirnya menutup mulutnya. Frondier yang sekarang tampaknya benar-benar berbeda dari Frondier dalam rumor. Frondier mengatakan Elodie seperti dirinya. Artinya, cerita yang Frondier sampaikan bukan hanya tentang Elodie tetapi juga tentang dirinya sendiri. "Kupikir kau tidak peduli tentang hal-hal itu." Human Sloth Frondier. Julukan yang dikenal semua orang untuk Frondier, tentu saja, paling banyak didengarnya sendiri. Namun, ekspresi Frondier tetap tenang, seolah ia tidak terluka olehnya. Seolah itu bukan ceritanya. "Kau juga bersikap seolah semuanya baik-baik saja." Seperti Frondier, Elodie tidak menunjukkannya di wajahnya. Ia berpura-pura baik-baik saja. Tapi tetap saja, apakah Frondier menyadarinya? "…Yah, kau membawa beban yang lebih berat, jadi pasti jauh lebih sulit." Frondier mengangkat bahunya. Namun, Elodie tidak berani berpikir bahwa ia lebih menderita daripada Frondier. Terutama setelah melihat sekilas ke dalam dunia batin Frondier. Elodie mengangkat kepalanya. Entah di mana, ia merasa lega. Mungkin ia ingin mendengar kata-kata penghiburan sederhana seperti itu. Jika ada satu orang saja yang memahaminya, itu sudah cukup. Kegiatan klub menjadi hal yang sepele, dan Elodie bisa tertawa. "…Terima kasih. Aku merasa tenang." Aku tidak bisa mengatakan aku merasa lebih baik karena kau menghiburku, karena aku terlalu malu. Tapi kemudian, Frondier menatap Elodie. Ekspresinya tetap lesu seperti biasa, dan entah di mana, sama dinginnya. "Aku ingin, tapi tidak ada orang untuk melakukannya bersamaku." "Kau bisa mencari teman. Kau berbeda dariku." Mendengar kata-kata itu, mata Elodie berkedut. Itu adalah hal terakhir yang ingin ia dengar. Terutama dari Frondier, terutama setelah percakapan yang baru saja mereka lakukan. Semua orang memperlakukannya seolah ia orang lain. Tidak ada yang benar-benar memahaminya. Apakah Frondier sama, setelah semua ini? "…Kau bilang kita sama." Elodie berbicara, suaranya keluar lebih lemah dari yang bisa ia percaya. "Mengapa kau, bahkan kau, mengatakan itu?" Frondier menutup matanya sejenak. Bahunya merosot seolah ia menghembuskan semua napas yang ditahannya di dalam. "Karena aku tahu kesepianmu." "Aku tidak bisa menahannya. Ini salahku, dan aku tidak bisa membatalkannya." "Tapi kau bisa berubah. Dalam hal itu, kau dan aku berbeda." Frondier terlalu tenang untuk seseorang yang mengucapkan kata-kata seperti itu. "Setidaknya lakukan apa yang ingin kau lakukan, Elodie." Kata-kata itu terdengar hampir seperti harapan. Harapan yang disampaikan kepada Elodie de Inies Rishae. Dukung saya di Ko-fi untuk bab Bonus dan tier Lanjutan (segera). Beri peringkat dan ulasan novel ini di NU untuk membantu orang menemukan novel ini. Bab bonus saat mencapai milestone. Selamat membaca!
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Elodie sounded perplexed, her voice a mix of confusion and surprise. In front of her was Frondier. His clothes were soaked from the shoulders to below the chest, and his upper body gently rose from the chest to the shoulders and then sank back down. His entire face was drenched with sweat, and his wet eyelashes slowly covered his eyes before he opened them again. That languid expression was even more so, and his downcast eyes even more sunken. Elodie blinked a few times. For a moment, she wondered if she had gone to the wrong room. Even though it was clear that Frondier was in front of her, she had that thought. Elodie took a deep breath. She had to say something. She couldn't just stand there and stare at him. Something, anything— Undoubtedly, it was the best save of the year. Huh, Frondier laughed in disbelief. "What do you expect in a place . You should at least give me time to wash." Frondier wiped his face with the towel he had brought. Thanks to that, he now looked a little more like his usual self. Elodie felt a little better. Though she didn't know why. "I heard you come to the training room a lot." "Yeah. I'm practicing." After saying that, Frondier moved to put the towel in his locker. As the distance between them increased, Elodie's neck relaxed a bit. So that's it. I was looking up at Frondier. That's natural since he's taller. So natural. But somehow. "Did you come to check up on me? To see if I'm still training? Are you still worried?" "Worried? About what?" Elodie denied it for the time being. But she couldn't find a better way to say it. The truth was, Elodie had been worried about Frondier for a long time. Elodie and Frondier had known each other since they were children. Elodie had been worried about Frondier, who was gradually becoming lazier, and had given him a lot of advice. But it had all been for naught. But the current Frondier was different. Why had Frondier, who hadn't changed even after Elodie had tried so hard to help him, changed so much? What was the trigger? She wanted to know, but she didn't ask, because it felt like jealousy. Suddenly, Elodie remembered and asked. "Speaking of which, have you joined a club?" "No. Not interested. Don't have time for that." "Then are you going home?" Frondier replied and took a drink of water. From the towel to the water bottle, even up to the personal locker, it was obvious he frequented the training room. Although it was a brief reply, Elodie felt somewhat relieved. It was as if she had gained a comrade. This time, Frondier asked. Elodie was slightly taken aback when Frondier asked back but gave the usual response. "Well, I don't particularly have any interest in anything." At that, Frondier stopped drinking his water. He put down the bottle and said, "You want to join a club." It was as if Frondier was stating something as evident as 'the Earth still spins.' He said it so matter-of-factly. Elodie blinked in disbelief, even more so than before. "Hey, what do you know?" "I know. Because you're like me." Elodie frowned in annoyance. What is this lunatic talking about? However, what Frondier said next left Elodie frozen. "You seem to be alone." "It feels like you're isolated in a desolate place, thinking you can't escape from this isolation." Frondier spoke calmly. That calmness gradually made Elodie freeze over. "Even if you talk and laugh with others, you think they don't truly understand you." Elodie tried to say something but eventually closed her mouth. The Frondier right now seemed truly unlike the Frondier of rumors. Frondier said Elodie was like him. Meaning, the story Frondier was telling was not only about Elodie but also about himself. "I thought you didn't care about that stuff." Human Sloth Frondier. The nickname everyone knew for Frondier was, of course, heard most by him. Yet, Frondier's expression was nonchalant, as if he wasn't hurt by it. As if it wasn't his story. "You also act as if it's all fine." Like Frondier, Elodie didn't show it on her face. She pretended to be okay. But still, had Frondier noticed? "…Well, you're carrying a heavier burden, so it must be much harder." Frondier shrugged his shoulders. However, Elodie couldn't dare to think that she was suffering more than Frondier. Especially not after having glimpsed into Frondier's inner world. Elodie lifted her head. Somewhere, she felt relieved. Maybe she wanted to hear such simple words of comfort. If there was even one person who understood her, that would be enough. Club activities became such a trivial matter, and Elodie could laugh. "…Thank you. I feel at ease." I can't say I feel better because you comforted me, as I'm too embarrassed. But then, Frondier looked at Elodie. His expression was as languid as ever, and somewhere, just as cold. "I'd like to, but there's no one to do it with." "You can make friends. You're different from me." At those words, Elodie's eyes twitched. It was the last thing she wanted to hear. Especially from Frondier, especially after the conversation they just had. Everyone treated her as if she were someone else. No one truly understood her. Was Frondier the same, after all? "…You said we were alike." Elodie spoke, her voice coming out weaker than she could believe. "Why do you, even you, say that?" Frondier closed his eyes for a moment. His shoulders slumped as if he was exhaling all the breath he held inside. "Because I know your loneliness." "I can't help it. It's my fault, and I can't undo it." "But you can change. In that sense, you and I are different." Frondier was too calm for someone who was spitting out such words. "At least do what you want to do, Elodie." Those words sounded almost like a wish. A wish conveyed to Elodie de Inies Rishae.
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