༺ A Regretful Sunset ༻
“What, what’s this…?”
When Roswyn saw the system window, she murmured with a puzzled expression.
“Why suddenly…?”
Until now, the system window would only appear when she called it out. But why did it appear out of nowhere this time?
“Uh, ugh…”
She tilted her head and groaned as she felt a pinging sensation in her head.
“Am I… really… going to die like this……?”
Roswyn pushed the system window aside and muttered.
“Please… someone save me…”
The servants disliked her and had all applied for a leave of absence after she had been confined to her room for several weeks.
Even the few servants left in the guild were overwhelmed by her hysteria and tried to avoid being near her as much as possible.
Her compensation mentality had developed for two reasons: her improved health and her arrogance that stemmed from her belief that she was a special being under the Hero’s protection.
Consequently, she had accumulated a lot of karma, and it seemed unlikely that help would come.
“………”
So, having lost even the strength to ask for help, she grew cold in her room.
“Umm…”
After keeping her head down in despair for a while, she slowly turned her gaze to the side.
“But this is… what is this…”
Roswyn squinted as if sleepy and muttered in a languid voice. Then she cautiously reached out.
“…Whatever.”
She reached for the flowers that had just arrived in the mysterious package.
– Swish…
Though scarred in places, Roswyn’s fair and beautiful hand picked up the flower.
She picked up a yellow rose.
“Ooh…”
Caressing the flower from the unknown sender, Roswyn teared up and carefully embraced them.
“Frey…..”
She realized how precious Frey was, who had always given her flowers.
“Were you… really sincere with me…?”
She felt her body reverting to its terminal state. Feeling hopeless, she murmured in a soulless voice.
“You were trying to save my life sincerely…..”
– Shaaa…
“…..Huh?”
Then, something extraordinary happened.
“I-It’s warm……”
A warmth began to spread from the flowers.
“Why? Why…?”
Confused by the sudden change, she tried to get up.
“…….???”
Her body felt incredibly light, unlike earlier when it had been hard even to take a step.
Not just light, but it felt like she could fly away. She felt she could sprint at full speed for a long time.
“A-am I healed…?”
After moving her body to test it out, doing some exercises and running, she sat down on the bed with a dazed expression and murmured.
“I’m alive…..”
The fear that had been suffocating her was gradually disappearing.
“I-I’m alive… ooooh…”
What followed was an unknown sense of relief, warmth, and sorrow.
“W-Why am I crying…”
– Rustle, rustle…
“…Anyway, what is this?”
With a stunned look on her face, she wiped away her tears and soon began to examine the small box she had been holding.
“The flower that can save me… is from a system holder. So, it must be from Frey.”
– Thump…!
“Hm?”
As she shook and turned the box over, a letter fluttered down onto the bed.
In the middle of it was a big heart, unmistakably resembling a love letter.
– Swish…
Normally, she would cringe at the love letters that she received. She would tear them up, or stash them away to read whenever she felt her self-esteem was low.
Feeling strangely compelled to open it, Roswyn furrowed her brows as she opened the envelope.
[From an anonymous man who fell for you at first sight.]
[P.S. Always stay healthy.]
The envelope had a small note written in unfamiliar handwriting.
“What is this…”
She had been worried for her life until a moment ago, but she forgot all about that as she read the letter.
– Beep, beep…
“Oh my, that scared me…!”
The system window floating nearby suddenly came up to her and started to beep, and she looked at it with a startled expression.
>> Everything He Did <<
The phrase ‘Everything He Did’ was flashing much more intensely.
– Swoosh…
After experiencing so much so quickly, her mind had momentarily stopped. She reached out to the flashing words with a dazed expression.
– Flash…!
And in that instant, just like before, numerous pieces of information began to float around her.
“…….”
However, Roswyn’s gaze was fixed only on one place.
“That’s…”
It was a video of a young Frey walking somewhere familiar, holding a flower in his hand.
“No way…”
Her eyes widened. pupils started to enlarge greatly.
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– Thud, thud…
A young Frey, holding a flower, walked down the familiar corridor with a fluttering heart.
“This way, please…”
“Hmm.”
After walking down the corridor for a while, Frey, being guided by a female employee, straightened his clothes and snorted.
“Y-you’re pretty?”
“What?”
Then, he suddenly squinted his eyes and spoke.
“D-do you want to go out with me?”
His voice was quite awkward and trembling.
“O-or do you want to… die?”
The video was from exactly one month after the death of Frey’s mother.
By then, he had fully read and memorized the unsealed prophecy, learning everything he needed to know as the Hero.
And it was the day he discovered Roswyn’s existence and what he needed to do for her.
“Pfft…”
“W-why are you laughing…?”
The female employee who had been caring for Roswyn since childhood burst into laughter. The young Frey asked with a bewildered look.
“That’s not a bad deed. That’s just flirting.”
She smiled and told him so.
True to her words, even though Frey had been researching bad deeds for a long time, he still hadn’t quite figured it out.
“I-It’s not! It’s a bad deed…!”
“Why do you think so?”
“If the thugs on the streets say this… women hate it, right…?”
“…Pffft.”
The female employee covered her mouth, laughed slightly at his words, and soon put on a serious expression.
“When you do something bad in the future… leave that part out.”
“Uh, huh?”
“And……”
She said so, gently stroking Frey’s head.
“…..Cheer up.”
She closed her eyes and whispered before leaving quietly.
“I-I’m not caught, right…? I can’t be caught…”
Frey watched the female employee with a slightly fearful look and muttered in a frightened voice.
“I have to… unleash the Hero’s Armament…”
Frey, who had been restless for a while, quietly looked out of the window in the room.
“So, that’s Roswyn…”
He mumbled while holding the flower.
“…She looks cute.”
Saying this with a cheerful expression, he cautiously entered the room.
– Squeeze…
“Hehe.”
Frey carefully gave the flower to Roswyn.
“You know…”
He muttered.
“In the first regression, the only person I can do a good deed for is you.”
“Hmm…”
“In the prophecy, there’s a tip locked by magic that only the Hero can read. It’s written there.”
“……..”
Quietly stroking Roswyn, who was holding the flower with closed eyes, Frey murmured in a puzzled voice.
“Apparently, you are designed to receive my help, so you don’t count toward the evil deeds needed to unleash the Hero’s Armament…? I don’t quite understand what it means, though.”
That was true.
Roswyn, having the ‘Helper System,’ was designed as a perfect ‘Helper’ by the system. So, in the first regression, she was not a target of Frey’s evil deeds.
Of course, even the god who designed the ‘Helper System’ in contract with the Sunset family a thousand years ago could not have anticipated her innate character.
“Anyway, that’s good.”
Frey, who had no idea that she was a Helper, spoke in a low voice with a clear and kind smile.
“Of course, I have to regress, so I can’t get caught doing good deeds… but I can still secretly do them for you, right?”
Seeing the glow on young Roswyn’s face, Frey smiled brightly and turned around as he spoke.
“From now on, I’m counting on you, Roswyn!”
And then, the video started to speed up.
“I came again today, Roswyn. You know, yesterday I said something harsh to Kania? I called her ugly. It was actually a lie…”
“You look a little better than before. Anyway, do you know what I did today? I called Serena a mistress. It was almost the first time I saw her crying…”
“I rejected Irina’s invitation to hang out today… I even threw away the fish… Hey, you look better, don’t you? That’s good.”
“Clana left my house crying. By the way… you don’t get along with Clana, right?”
“…Ferloche called me a bad person. Finally, people are starting to see me as bad.”
Frey visited Roswyn, who had been in a coma for a year, and kept giving her flowers while she lay with her eyes closed.
Roswyn had no memories of these scenes.
Of course, she couldn’t have known, as she was in a coma whenever Frey told her those stories.
– Fizzle…
Then, the rapidly playing video started to slow down.
“Hmm…”
She was very familiar with the scene that appeared before her.
“Hello! Roswyn!”
It was the day she had always thought was her first meeting with Frey.
“Hehe…”
After a year of effort, Frey, who had healed Roswyn enough that she could live a normal life, started to approach her with a bright smile.
“What’s with him?”
However, the young Roswyn muttered in a low voice as she looked at him.
“You look annoying.”
That was the first thing Roswyn had said to Frey.
“……….”
And that scene.
“What… what did I say…”
Roswyn watched that happen with utterly dead eyes.
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“Wow- Flowers again- Thank you so much-“
“Uh-huh…”
“D-do you like it this time? Roswyn…?”
Numerous video records passed; now, the video from this year was playing.
“Yes, well… I like flowers, after all…”
The date on the video matched the delivery date of the box she now had.
“But I’m slightly disappointed.”
“…W-what is it?”
As Frey asked, Roswyn, in the video, muttered nonchalantly.
“I don’t like yellow.”
“What?”
“Roses are supposed to be red, right? So next time, give me red ones…”
“Haha…”
Frey listened to her words with a resigned smile, and then the scene moved on.
“What… did you just say?”
“As I said, I have only one request.”
Wearing a mask, Frey talked to the troubled postmaster with his hands on his chin.
“…When the news of ‘Frey Raon Starlight’s’ death is spread to the world, please deliver these boxes to ‘Roswyn Solar Sunset’ every month.”
There were countless boxes behind him.
“Are these flowers… preserved by magic?”
“Yes.”
“But why two each time…?”
The postmaster always believed in ensuring the confidentiality and privacy of clients.
And having received a considerable amount of money from Frey for this task, asking further could be rude, but human curiosity was inevitable.
“Well, you see…”
In response to the postmaster’s question, Frey scratched his head and replied.
“I never found out…”
“What… do you mean?”
“…Which color of flowers she likes more.”
Puzzled, the postmaster looked at the box with his head tilted.
“Hmm…”
In the box, red and yellow roses were neatly placed.
Probably, the countless boxes also contained numerous of these flowers.
It would last a lifetime if he sent it every month, even if Frey died the next day.
“Uhm… let me ask just one more thing…”
With many questions in mind, the postmaster tried to ask again.
“…Uh.”
Suddenly, Frey jolted and quickly stood up.
“Our contract is now concluded.”
Saying this, Frey headed toward the exit as the postmaster hurriedly asked a question.
“W-Why are you making such a contract? This amount could stabilize our budget, which had been lacking for decades. Why on earth…”
“Farewell.”
Frey left the postmaster behind and went outside.
“Sigh…”
Looking up at the sky, Frey sighed and muttered.
“Well, because your department is the only one in the empire that hasn’t been corrupted… Ugh!”
Suddenly, he bent over.
“Cough, cough…”
Frey then started coughing violently.
“Uh…”
After a moment, he looked at the large amount of blood on his hand with trembling eyes and muttered sadly.
“…I know very well how scary it is to be dying.”
– Beep…!
And at that moment, the video paused.
“Sob, sob… Sob………”
The one who pressed the pause button was Roswyn.
“I’m, I’m sorryyyy…..”
She buried her face in the bed and sobbed miserably as she held the two flowers he had sent.
“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry… Freyyyy…..”
By now, her bed was soaked with tears.
“I-I’m the one at fault…….”
Numerous pieces of information and system windows continued to float around her.
> Everything About Frey (V)
> Everything He Did (In Progress…..)
> The Truths of the World
> Restrictions That Will Apply to You
> Others
“I’m the one who’s wronggggg…….”
The evening sunset outside the window shone on her.
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