Talking to Himself

The girl: ?!

"What do you mean?"

She blurted out the question.

"Don't jinx me!"

The girl frowned, displeased.

First he said she smelled bad, and now he was saying she was unlucky...

She had never suffered such a grievance in her life.

Everyone had always liked her.

This man was awful.

She was leaving.

Maybe A Nan had already woken up.

"I can solve your problem."

The man seemed completely unconcerned by the girl's reaction and went on talking to himself.

The girl pretended not to hear him.

She wanted to walk straight away.

But as she turned, she came to an abrupt halt.

Solve it?

Solve her problem?

She suddenly laughed.

"You know what problem I'm dealing with?"

"You can solve my problem?"

"What makes you say that?"

The girl's voice grew louder and louder.

The man's air of certainty made her furious.

As if the problem that had tormented her for so long... the one she'd cried over and broken down because of, wasn't a big deal at all.

Just some little thing he could solve with a wave of his hand.

Ha!

How ridiculous!

What right did someone who knew nothing have to spout such nonsense?!

"Tell me what it is. I can solve it."

The man's unwavering reply made the girl find the whole thing even more ridiculous.

But...

The sarcasm that had been on the tip of her tongue changed into something else. "...Really?"

The girl bit her lower lip.

His confidence struck her as ridiculous on one hand, since he knew nothing about the situation.

But on the other, he was so sure of himself despite knowing nothing... She couldn't help wondering whether he really had some way to deal with it.

A faint hope stirred in her heart.

She