The Festival (1)

Though my conversation with the Hero was over, the fact remained that I was deceiving him. Even if loving the Hero right away was difficult, I had decided to stop pushing him away simply because he was a man, as I had before.

From the Hero's perspective, he was doing everything he could to save me, so if I kept pushing him away, I'd be a real bastard. Even if I couldn't approach him, I at least intended to stop pushing him away.

Even if that weren't the case, I still had to love the Hero eventually in order to defeat the Demon King, so seducing him while pushing him away as I had until now was no longer a good choice.

Rather, I would have to actively seek him out from now on. If there was one fortunate thing, it was that his appearance was closer to beautiful than masculine, so I felt a little less repulsed.

If he had been muscular and masculine-looking, it would have been much harder. That was only a relative comparison, though.. It was still difficult even now.

Even so, if I changed the way I looked at things, I would be fine someday. From an objective perspective, there couldn't be a more devoted person than the Hero.. The only reason I hadn't fallen for him was that I was a man. If I had been a woman who knew the whole truth, I would have fallen for him long ago.

I didn't want to say this.. but to be honest, when the Hero said earlier that he would save me, I think I was a little excited.. He had become a wall I could lean on amid the confusion, so I didn't think it was strange for me to feel this way.

For now, I could be certain it wasn't romantic love. If it were, I would already be making a scene out of self-loathing. It hadn't reached that point, and as I had said before, I thought it was closer to admiration.

It should be, though..

What should I say.. I was very confused...