To Be the Perfect Childhood Friend - Chapter 47

Certainly, here is the translation of the given Korean text into basic English:

“Maybe that doctor is definitely a fraud.

She wanted to throw the bag on her shoulder. Of course, if she did, she would have to walk to where she threw it, limping along. Nevertheless, she decided not to do it.

Certainly, she ran well even after spraining her ankle yesterday.

Is it the power of alcohol again?

No, it’s impossible to keep that promise not to speak again. She can’t wake up after just a few minutes. Her head, which was shaking back and forth, suddenly stiffened.

Adversity comes together, and in the distance, someone she knows is walking towards her. It’s someone she doesn’t want to meet right now.

As always, her shoulders stiffened when she saw him. Like a person suddenly interested in the pattern on the ground, she looked down below.

Thinking that he would just pass by.

“Is your body okay?”

Anita closed her eyes tightly. The goddess of fate was never on her side.

As Anita kept her head down, she opened her eyes slightly, and what she saw was his shadow.

Anita lifted her head slightly. The one standing in front of her was Rutger. It was becoming tiresome.

“You… No.”

Even when she tried to speak, Rutger interrupted.

Suddenly, Anita felt like laughing. They had known each other for over 10 years. She knew his small habits and quirks so well, yet she had no idea what was going on in his mind.

Had everything she knew about him been just his external appearance?

“Give me the bag. I’ll carry it for you.”

Anita’s head bobbed with excitement. It wouldn’t be a difficult task for him to carry her bag, but Anita didn’t want to walk side by side with him. She didn’t want to show him limping in front of him.

Anita was aware that she was overly conscious of Rutger. However, who would want to show their pitiful side in front of someone they liked?

In her opinion, making a foolish mistake in front of the whole world was much better than appearing foolishly desperate in front of him.

“Don’t be stubborn for no reason.”

Stubborn?

Anita’s mouth twitched slightly. Why did he consider everything she thought through and decided, with her own valid reasons, as stubbornness? He never asked for reasons.

“Fine. I’ll handle it myself. You go.”

She meant it. Anita would rather lean on the ground than accept his support.

“You’re giving it to me?”

Why was he being so insistent today?

Anita had a willingness to buy a mind-reading machine with her entire fortune if it existed.

“No?”

“You! No, I… Ugh.”

Who is feeling frustrated right now? Rutger sighed as if he were the victim, roughly running his hand through his hair.

Anita scrutinized him without showing it.

If he wanted to help so badly, should she just ask him to move the bag? But Anita didn’t want to make such a request, and she doubted if Rutger would comply so easily.

“Aren’t you tired today?”

“Me?”

She couldn’t say her body was in great condition.

However, but can you tell? Anita touched her face. This morning, while looking in the mirror, she had checked her complexion. Perhaps she was worried about others recognizing the face of a hungover drunkard. Despite checking multiple times in the mirror, she couldn’t find any differences from her usual appearance.

Due to holding only a thin coat with her arm instead of a heavy bag, when Anita absentmindedly touched her face, the coat slipped down her arm.

It fell to the ground.

Anita tried to grab the falling garment with her arm, but it was already too late. Unlike Anita, who held something awkward in her other hand, Rutger, whose arm was free, deftly caught it.

Rutger stared stubbornly at the garment in his hand.

“Give it to me.”

“…”

“It’s not mine.”

“I suppose so.”

His voice sounded as if he were nagging. As Anita’s patience started to wear thin, her voice grew louder.

“I said give it to me!”

His gaze, which had been fixed on the garment held in his hand for a long time, slowly turned towards Anita.

“Let me ask you one thing.”

“Whose this is?”

“Do you know whose this is?”

“Well…”

Anita, who was about to confidently mention Edmund’s name, sealed her lips. She recalled the incident at the cafe where she almost fought with Rootger. Anita didn’t want to suffer a headache due to Rutger anymore.

However, Rutger had become sensitive lately whenever Edmund’s name came up.