In the daylight, they kissed.

In broad daylight, in a tea house full of people, they confidently kissed each other, yet it felt as though they had been rejected.

The notion that Viretta liked him also felt like an insult.

There were only two of them in this room. Ranken casually spat out a bitter remark without thinking.

"I don't know whose story you're talking about, but don't be jealous over something so trivial when you have everything."

"I wasn’t jealous."

"Women like that probably think of me as just a comfortable little brother or a friend. Once they find a man they like, they’ll stop looking at me and leave."

Ranken had long wished for Viretta to meet someone good, someone who could make her settle down and stop the chaotic adventures.

It was sincere, but deep down, he instinctively felt that wish would never come true.

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No, even without that, Ranken was the only one who had stuck by Viretta's side for all these years.

Though he complained, there was a kind of superiority in it. Now he could admit it.

So, when he saw Viretta kissing Iola at the tea house, it felt like losing his homeland.

Iola was perfect.

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