What kind of idea?
Ansu put on a vacant expression and gazed at the stunning face so close to his own.
This wasn't the first time she'd asked him something like this. If he'd thought he was imagining things the last time, then this time...
Ansu felt that perhaps he really did hold an important place in Cecilia's heart.
His own feelings had grown strangely complicated...
Ansu wanted to help her change the tragic fate she'd met in the story, but just as he'd thought from the beginning, he only wanted to "help once."
Just once.
You help me deal with Fated Death, and I'll help you deal with that old Witch Samantha. Honestly, that seemed pretty fair.
Besides, Ansu had always clung to the faint hope that once he got away, he could enjoy his freedom to the fullest... He was genuinely afraid of having the Scum Witch control his entire life...
He couldn't even bear to imagine such a future...
So...
Ansu still chose the approach that benefited him most.
"Disappointed."
"Disappointed?" Cecilia froze, not expecting that answer.
She angrily tightened her grip on Ansu's chin, her pretty face turning icy.
"Why, you little...! You've got some nerve!"
"Why are you disappointed in me? What did I do that you didn't like?"
Was it because of what had just happened... because she hadn't chosen to believe Ansu and had trusted her teacher instead?
Cecilia raised an eyebrow. Was he jealous?
"Because I put myself in the Witch's shoes, but the Witch didn't take my advice seriously. In your heart, your teacher is still more important to you than I am..."
"Because I care about the Witch and worry about her future," Ansu replied stiffly. "That's why I'm disappointed."
So that was it!
Cecilia kept savoring the words "I