The Antagonist: The World Ends Theory
Chapter 12 - The Autumn Festival

Today Clara was pensive in Hendrick's office. He muttered the word 'bored' so many times that Hendrick almost kicked him out.

All of this could happen because suddenly this morning Duke Wayne began to notice a good working relationship between Hendrick and Clara.

Duke Wayne wants that when Hendrick replaces him, Clara can protect him if there is a possibility that Duke Wayne is in the process of settling the matter with Freesia.

"Bored! Why was I just left alone? I'm not a stone statue, Mr. Hendrick!" Shouted Clara, she was indeed used to being silent in her own room. But in another room, as much as possible he should be spoken to so as not to mess around.

In addition, Hendrick allowed Clara to call her name directly, although the girl still added 'Master' to the start.

Hendrick was initially patient and understood all the strange and unique things that Clara did. Over and over again also upset, since then Clara who just sat down began to get bored half to death and ended with whining.

"If you interrupt my work again because of your cry, I'm not reluctant to kick you out of here." Threaten Hendrick.

"My voice is sweet. It's nice to say 'thumb' to a soft-hearted girl like me. I hope Mr. Hendrick has an annoying wife in the future!"

With his head starting to throb in pain, Hendrick continued to rotate the brain so that Clara could be quiet and not feel bored.

"Why don't you just do my job? Than the noise continues like a crow."

Clara's hands crossed in front of her chest. Clara's mouth had also bulged as if she had just eaten a large amount of wind.

"It was bored too. I'm going out..."

"It's still daytime, you want to die of heat?"

"Ughh! Then, all right. I'll just do the paperwork."

Clara approached Hendrick's desk and retrieved some documents she had not yet worked on.

"Hng?" Hendrick looked over as Clara pulled up the edge of her clothes.

With her eyes clear, Clara said, "But tonight, can we go to the festival? I heard from Avrim that a downtown festival will be held to celebrate the end of summer."

Then Hendrick held his chin, thinking.

"There is, anyway. I heard about it from Hellen last night when he asked Dad for permission to go there."

"We should come too! Follow, dad! Come along! Just gotta!" Clara whined like a child, still maintaining her cute expression.

He's doing this so Hendrick agrees. With a slight pull on the end of Hendrick's clothes, Clara looked at him expectantly.

With one breath, Hendrick said again. "alright. But you also have to work hard to help me get this done."

If he refused Clara's request, he would not have stayed silent and protested through the destruction of Hendrick's property.

With a sparkling expression, Clara nodded strongly. "of course! It's for the festival."

Without Clara realizing it, Hendrick smiled so thin that it could hardly be called a smile. Then Hendrick's focus went back to all the documents he had piled up.

With a spirit that is filled again. Clara took some papers and worked them on a chair in front of Hendrick's desk.

While muttering the word 'festivals', Clara continued to fill the document sheet as much as her brain filled it. Several times he asked Hendrick if there were any confusing documents.

"Mr Hendrick. All the problems in the Duke's territory, who's dealing with them?" Ask Clara on the sidelines of her TTS charging.

"You don't know? Very bad. Of course it's me." Hendrick said without a proud tone there. Looks like he did that because of the coercion of someone.

Clara frowned. "really?"

"Not believe it, yes it is. I'm not forcing you to trust me either."

"Eh? You sulking?" Clara stared at Hendrick intensely.

"No. Never mind, do your part quickly. You want to go to the festival, don't you? Don't let you complain to me later."

"All right..."

Yosh! Festival, here I come!

...****...

"Your brain is good too." Hendrick commented on Clara's writing. "By the way..."

"Hm?" With a snack in her mouth, Clara looked at the curious Hendrick. He wanted to know what Hendrick was going to say.

"I've always lost the opportunity to ask you this. Dad said about you being a 'protector of the night's darkness' or something. But, can you fight?" This time Hendrick's gaze was focused on one point, Clara.

Because of the question, Clara stopped chewing her snacks. Then Clara's hand pointed at herself, the look on her eyes becoming serious.

"If I say we fight, then I'll come out victorious. Will Mr Hendrick believe it?"

Clara's always silly face, suddenly turned serious. Making Hendrick put the trust that maybe it was right between them, Clara' was the better.

"I don't really believe in you yet. Honestly, I still doubt it. Maybe 'do we have to fight to prove it?"

Uh, fighting? During her time as Clara Scoleths. Although I know that his ability is not lost after being possessed by me, but I have never tried his killing ability even once. It's just, I'm worried that my other person will just come out.

"Can this continue later? I won't show my fangs if Duke Wayne himself hasn't ordered them."

"All right, let's stop this conversation. But I hope you can be more honest with me after I take over my father's post."

Clara displayed her most beautiful smile aimed at Hendrick.

"I hope so too."

...****...

Riding the horse carriage, the two of them arrived at the autumn welcoming festival. They continued on foot.

Like when on the King's birthday, Clara wore her veil, this time white so she could see the outside scenery more clearly.

"Mr Hendrick, how about we eat something sweet?" Clara asked with a big smile.

"I hate sweet food. It doesn't suit my taste."

Hendrick clucked, for Clara looked at him as if he was a dull man from the most boring.

With pursed lips, Clara commented. "Does your teeth hurt often? It's your own fault for not taking good care of him. Don't blame the sweet stuff!" Clara's ruffled waist.

An upset back heard from Hendrick. It is difficult to fight women's words, they will assume what they say is true, and wrong is wrong. Hendrick needs to give up on Clara.

Actually that's not the cause of Hendrick's hatred of sweet foods. He just didn't like foods with strong flavors, it was because his sense of taste was very sensitive. He prefers food with a bland taste.

"As far as you-"

Clara pulls Hendrick's wrist.

"HEY"

Hendrick's voice choked as his eyes stared at something that was enough to make his heart flutter. Clara's sapphire eyes were so similar to jewels than her eyes in general, so close to her eyes now.

Hendrick swore that their chests had no more distance. Plus the fact that Clara's hand was holding Hendrick's wrist.

And what Hendrick has realized so far, he's in a sitting position. And Clara was on top of him with a face that seemed to be getting closer and closer.

Ambiguous position that somehow Hendrick instead felt benefited here.

They looked at each other for a long time without being aware of time. Fortunately their place fell, away from the crowd and was instead counted as deserted.

Until Clara looked the other way, Hendrick returned his consciousness and looked in the same direction as Clara.

Iris Hendrick is perfectly rounded. "That's it..."

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