18
“I was the one who signed the contract with their bookstore.”
Reik’s voice was low and cool, devoid of warmth. But the moment he spoke, every head in the room bowed low.
The first to react, even before me, was the white text feed.
It flooded my vision, dense and overwhelming.
But this time, the content was simple and uniform.
It was just question marks. A screen full of question marks.
[Did I miss an episode?]
[I was just quiet, I’m not dead. Can someone please tell me what is happening right now?]
Rei…why… why did you suddenly show up?]
【Wait… I’ve been watching this girl every day. How could she have done something I don’t know about?]
www.ww
When I slowly looked up, Reik’s black leather shoes had stopped right in front of me. A cool touch on my wrist–he had grabbed it. He circled my wrist with his fingers, his grip firm, leaving no room for defiance.
I couldn’t, and wouldn’t dare, pull away. As my arm was lifted, the stack of books I was holding clattered to the floor.
I slowly turned my head and met Reik’s dark eyes. He was looking down at me, his gaze intense, piercing, as if he were looking deep into my soul. But just as I tried to decipher the emotion in his eyes, he subtly looked away.
“Same as always. No improvement,” he said to me.
Even as he spoke those words, his grip on my wrist didn’t loosen in the slightest.
