I don't know how long it took for me to slow down, but the temperature on my face had not yet subsided.

The master waited patiently for me, smiling gently on the sidelines and observing my every move.

Since I said those words yesterday, the master's attitude toward me has changed greatly. I can feel the master drop her cold mask, and show the most real her in front of me completely.

From the words of the master who just gently advised me, although the master did not take the initiative to approach me, it means that she is waiting for me to go over and give me a hug with open arms.

Although this is all my imagination, of course I will notice such obvious changes.

I attributed all to my initiative.

Then a bold idea came to mind. I lifted my head to gaze at the master with deep affection.

"Master, I..."

The heartbeat that had just steadied began to speed up again. Although my master could read my mind, I still had to say it out, which represented a kind of courage.

I put down my hands, fingers touching the master's hand put on the stone bench. Then I boldly grabbed it and held it with both hands.

I blame my master for indulging me too much.

I can't restrain my feelings at all now, so master doesn’t reject me. In my heart, I meditated and pressed my master's palm to my chest, so she could feel my heartbeat.

"Master, am I...am I better than Heath Relia? I want to know my master better too. I want ... I want to be the most important in my master's heart. Even though I haven't known my master as long as Heath Relia, and I can't even say that I'm half as old as my master and Heath Relia have known each other, I... I will do better. I can do better than Heath Relia. Master, give me a chance, okay?"

However the master's original smile faded at my almost confessional words. I saw the master's difficult look and she turned her head not to look at me.

The sound of breaking glass seems to come from the chest. Why show such a despondent expression?

Full of eager expectations were splashed with cold water. I waited, waiting for the master to nod and agree to give me a chance.

Even if the master hasn’t liked me yet, can she give me a change to let me get closer to her and slowly replace Heath Relia?

But in the end the master sighed and did not give me any response.

I finally couldn't hold back the grievance and sadness in my heart.

"Master...why? Why can't I compare to Heath Relia?"

Warm tears crossed my cheeks. I let go of my master's hand and wiped my tears.

I know that this is very rude, and the master may be angry. But in front of the master I just can not help but want to pamper. Even in the outside I can be so invincible, I will unconsciously turn back to a little girl in front of the master. My tears seem to be out of control, so I try to suppress the voice and gently sob.

The top of my head...was touched by my master's hand.

"Master...I don't know what to do anymore."

My daily pleasure was poured into how to let my master love me. Every day I thought about how to get closer to her, and how to impress her. If the master rejects me, it will make me feel that my life is completely meaningless.

Very reluctant. Very reluctant.

"Master, please agree with me, please."

Looking at my master's still difficult expression, anger, jealousy, and grievance are mixed into a bitter potion to stimulate my brain.

"Master! There's no hope for you and Heath Relia. Heath Relia is going to leave you in the future! So stop looking at her and look at me seriously, okay? Where am I not as good as Heath Relia? Just tell me. I'll work on it."

Oh no, I said the words on impulse.

But when I thought that my master could read my mind, there was no point in hiding it. So I didn't blame myself for saying Heath Relia's secret out.

The master still looked forlorn and nodded, her palm sliding down my cheek from the top of my head, wiping my tears. I watched the master without moving, waiting for her to react to the news that Heath Relia was leaving.

However, my master didn't say a word. Her head was down and she wasn't even looking at me, rather it was like she was thinking about something. After a while she looked up at me. Her eyes focused on my face, her expression slowly turning to be sad.

"Good girl, don't cry."

"No."

Relying on my master's spoiling towards me, I subconsciously refused.

But the tears still stopped, and I still feel sad inexplicably.

When I look at the master and find that she doesn’t get angry, I feel very surprised. So I unconsciously become a little bit smug.

"I like the master..."

So I easily confessed my love to the master, my heart thumping. I pounced on the master, hugged the master's neck, rubbing the master's collarbone, breathing the rich aroma of the master, reassuring. I will never let go. If the master refuses me I will be pestering her.

"Heath Relia does not like the master. I am so good, why is the master not moved?"

I said awkwardly. I was afraid that my master would forcefully push me away.

Instead, unexpectedly my master reached out and gently stroked my back. I closed my eyes and bit my lower lip at the master's shoulder to resist the urge to cry.

"Go back and think seriously about it again."

My master patted my back and gently comforted me.

"Think about the gap between us. Then come back to me, say it again seriously and calmly when the time comes, okay?"

"Mmm."

The warm embrace of the master let me gradually calm down. I rubbed the master's shoulder.

"Why did you become like this, master?"

The cold and beautiful image of the master was completely shattered and replaced by a gentle one.

I never dreamed that the master would treat me like this, but I like it.

"Want to know?"

"Hmm."