I Became The Childhood Friend of the Obsessive Second Male Lead Chapter 162

At the end of the usual thought that had barely come to mind, he managed to open his mouth.

“Ri . . .”

But he couldn't even call her name.

Why am I like this?

He panicked and continued to scold himself. He was fine.

He didn't even realize what made him like this.

“No . .  el?”

“Uwah!”

At the sudden call, Noel was startled and fell on his behind on the spot.

He looked up at the sofa in amazement and found Rieta, who had just woken up, rubbing her face with the back of her hand.

“I fell asleep . . . Noel, when did you come?”

The moment he heard the question posed with a cracked voice . . .

The 'unidentified strange feeling' that tormented Noel's heart a while ago had completely disappeared.

And the vacant place was filled with grumpiness.

“When did you come? That's what I want to ask!”

He sat down on the floor and practically screamed.

“Why are you sleeping here, and not in your room?”

“Of course it was because I thought Noel was coming to read the letter to the Duchess.”

Noel smiled slightly at the fact that his prediction was not wrong.

Of course, he quickly changed it to a sad expression.

“Then you should have waited for me. How could you sleep like this?”

“. . . I'm sorry.”

Rieta lowered her head slightly.

Fiddling with her droopy hair.

“I must have been a little sleepy after hearing the sound of rain for a long time.”

“It's noisy, yet you can sleep? You're amazing too.”

Rieta only laughed at his words.

As he usually yelled at her, she didn't say a word.

“Oh, yes. Noel. Are you going to read the letter to the Duchess now?”

“Well, I've already read it. I mean, I received an answer.”

“Oh, it's . . . over.”

Rieta bowed her head slightly with a somewhat disappointed look.

With a little sigh.

“I also wanted to read a letter to the Duchess.”

“The Princess?”

“I was just trying to say I was sorry that I couldn't stop Noel from writing such a bad letter.”

“What bad letter?!”

Noel objected, but in fact, in his heart, he agreed with Rieta.

“You're mean. It was a letter that would break the heart of the reader. Noel's true intentions were not revealed at all.”

“My true intentions?”

Noel asked, still sitting on the floor, his eyes wide open.

“Noel, you're kind. That's the truth.”

“. . .What did you say?”

“When I missed the handle on the carriage, you hugged me tightly, and it must have been difficult because I was heavy.”

“Who's had a hard time! It's true that you're heavy, but I work out, so it's not difficult at all!”

Noel deliberately spoke a little harshly, but somehow it seemed to only sound funny to Rieta.

“Hahaha!”

“Why are you laughing? Don't laugh when I'm upset.”

“I'm sorry.”

Rieta struggled to suppress the laughter that filled her face.

While stroking her cheek with both hands.

“But, you know. Noel.”

After that, she got off the sofa and sat down in front of Noel.

There was also a cozy carpet on the floor, so she was as comfortable as she had been on the sofa.

“When you write letters in the future, I hope that you write it a little more kindly.”

“Why, why is that?”

“Just because. I think it would upset people who don't know Noel's kindness.”

Especially the female lead.

Especially the female lead!

It was to the extent that she was a little afraid of how passionate and obsessive Noel was over her.

But speaking as a friend, Noel had a kindness that was so great that he could not lose to the male lead.

The problem was that he only showed it with cold words and expressions.

“Why is the Princess upset about that?”

“Because I really want Noel to be happy.”

“Would it make you unhappy for me to write a short letter?”

Of course I will be unhappy!

Rieta wanted to answer that, but she was afraid he would question, 'On what basis are you saying that?', so she dared not say that.

“Umm . . .”

“I have no desire to write unnecessary words in useless letters.”

“Well, then, what's on your mind?”

“Huh?”

“If you have words you want to say in your heart, will you be honest in your letter?”

Noel seemed to think about something for a moment.

“. . .What.”

For a long time

“If it's something I'm not ashamed of, I can write it down in moderation.

The answer came back in a mumble.

Rieta was very happy and smiled broadly.

Does that mean you're going to write a nice letter to the female lead?

Not a short-answer notification, but a nice letter with a story.

“Really? Promise.”

Rieta got excited and held out her finger.

“Is this important enough for me to make a promise?”

“For me, yes.”

With an annoyed look, Noel hooked his finger on Rieta's finger and shook it a few times.

Chapter end