「Yashiro-san.」
「Oh? So it’s you, Bernadette.」
Not having much to teach to Kuon on top of the ship, I lightly taught her the practice method that I usually do in my spare time since it could be done within a room. It was now a time where I left Kuon, who was lying down like mud on top of the hammock in her room, alone and went up to the ship’s deck. Bernadette was on the deck.
The sun had sunk before I knew it, and the setting sun turned the sea red.
And then, Bernadette, who was on the deck before me, was also illuminated by the setting sun, and I saw an expression that was different from normal.
「Where’s Kuon-san?」
「Right now, she’s within her dreams. I’m sure she’ll be crying from muscle pains tomorrow.」
To me who smiled with a smirk, Bernadette did a giggling laugh.
Putting my elbows on the deck’s handrail, I gazed at the ocean.
The gentle sea breeze and the sounds of the wavelets felt good.
Maybe because Bernadette who was beside me also thought so, she slowly closed her eyes.
「Ah…………」
I thought that her gesture was, pure and beautiful.
But, I wasn’t fascinated by Bernadette’s gesture for something rude.
「? ……Is something wrong?」
Seeing me frozen up while looking at her, Bernadette tilted her head.
…………She resembled her.
She really resembled her. I couldn’t help but think, that her gesture, resembled her’s.
「Although it was on an airship. ……Olivia also, had a habit of closing her eyes when she was feeling the wind. ………That’s why, I thought you resembled her.」
I was able to understand, although it was sudden, why Jean said that she resembled her.
It wasn’t about the external features like the chest or physique.
How she was honest with herself without any two-facedness……It was in that part that she resembled her.
「Sorry about saying that so suddenly. This kind of thing is……」
When I apologized to Bernadette who seemed to want to say something, she shook her head and said 「That’s not it at all」.
「I was thinking that I wanted to hear about it. About three years ago, about the journey that Yashiro-san and Saint-sama……Olivia-san had spent together. About what you thought about, about what you fought. ……If you don’t mind, please let me listen to it.」
Staring at me, her eyes unwavering, she powerfully looked at me.
「……It’ll probably be more boring than the other day, you know?」
「Fufun. Yashiro-san, if you start crying, I can go “there, there” again for you, you know?」
「Y, you little……Hmph! I’ll let you hear a sentimental, spoken fondly of story that will make you feel like you’re overflow with sugar from the mouth.」
Retaliating to her way of speaking that made fun of me with frivolous talk, I looked up at the sky that turned into the night sky, and started talking about things one by one.
「Olivia, she was a girl that like to roll things around when she ate and would say things that weren’t very princess-like.」
While looking up at the red moon floating in the sky, I sent my heart out.