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013. Masquerade (1)-1

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"I used to get fluttered and misunderstand their kindness when I first came to Italy, too. Now I know thatโ€™s just the default here."

Those words were incredibly relatable. I used to play the fool all by myself because of their heart-melting words and actions, always ending the night kicking my blankets in embarrassment. Seeing her rub her chin with her thumb as if contemplating something, I spoke up lightly.

"Is something bothering you? By any chance, did you get pickpocketed...?"

Her serious expression made the worst-case scenario flash through my mind. This is a tourist area, after all; things vanish in the blink of an eye. I felt it when I first saw her, but the woman in front of me tends to wear her thoughts and emotions on her sleeve. Even with glasses covering half her face, it was easy to tell. Even now, sheโ€™s waving her hands dismissively as if embarrassed, saying itโ€™s nothing like that. Does she have no intention of hiding anything at all?

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"Noโ€”no, itโ€™s just... Ugh, should I say it or not."

<I> pretend to look intently into your eyes, even narrowing my brows slightly. Your irises are so dark, I can hardly distinguish them from your pupils.

"Fine, you don't seem to have bad intentions, so Iโ€™ll tell you everything. Don't laugh at me! It's just... money saved up? I have plenty. Even with my spending habits, I'd have more than enough left over. But the thing is, I don't know how to spend it...! I thought if I went on an overseas trip, Iโ€™d be able to enjoy life to the fullest! But Iโ€™m just getting pushed around! I haven't even been able to get near any place worth playing in! Will I be okay like this? Is this right? I really, really don't know."

Revealing a pathetic level of honesty, <I> go limp with a sense of helplessness and lethargy, clutching my backpack.

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