Not letting Monna go away. When this was the first time Monna came on her initiative to give him something as a form of concern.
Belhart then pushed Monna back down after holding her hand.
"Sit down and stay here for a while,"
Belhart then moved down. Dropping his head on top of Monna's lap. To the point that it made Monna very surprised and gave a low cry.
"Omo!!"
Unconsciously speaking. Monna threw her hands into the air with big question marks in her brain.
Staring down and confused with Belhart's sudden action. Belhart even raised his legs to lean back on the chair.
Slept on his back. So that Belhart's closed face looked very clear.
"Let me be like this for a moment. Just a little while until I feel much more comfortable,"
"..."
Monna was silent.
"And breathe,"
Monna slowly exhaled. Feeling too shocked that she unconsciously held her breath.
Monna still sat stiffly.
