Chapter 37: Atop the Ferris Wheel

After entering the Amusement Park, Vellandelle immediately spotted an ice cream stand.

She was momentarily dazed—after all, since crossing over, she hadn’t seen ice cream even once, and she’d almost forgotten such a thing existed.

“You two, come with me and try some ice cream! It’s super delicious!”

Vellandelle couldn’t help but swallow as she dragged the two of them toward the stand.

“Super delicious? Really?”

Kelosha exclaimed excitedly, while Rosasys looked a bit helpless.

“Sis, why are you acting like a child, getting all worked up?”

“I am a child to begin with.”

Vellandelle answered without changing expression.

Mm, given her age in this life, she really was a child—no doubt about it.

At the ice cream stand, an uncle grinned at the three arrivals.

He’d just seen these three little girls sprinting from a distance—were they really that desperate to buy ice cream?

“Don’t rush, girls. Eating cold stuff after running isn’t good for you.”

There weren’t many people in the amusement park right now; it was close to mealtime, and most had already left.

The three of them stood out—especially Vellandelle in her white dress.

At this moment, Seleste stood under a tree, watching the three with confusion.

Her brows were furrowed—the three in front of her were holding hands, looking very close.

But what killed her was that Seleste recognized Rosasys and Kelosha on either side—both were her lovers from her previous life.

Who was trying to cheat on her?!

Even Seleste couldn’t help but feel annoyed, wondering just how many unexpected twists this life had.

Though she no longer felt the same intense desire as in her past life, she still couldn’t accept her former lovers being seduced—especially right in front of her, and two at once!

“But… that back view feels a little familiar.”

Vellandelle, in her white dress, was such a contrast from her previous black one that Seleste couldn’t recognize her from behind.

“No matter who you are, no matter how pretty—”

“I won’t forgive you.”

Seleste muttered, finally speaking.

Of course, she wasn’t that petty; it was fine to just prank that woman a little.

Seleste cast Ice Magic on the cone in her hand.

For her, precise magic control was a piece of cake—soon, one of the cones looked normal on the surface, but inside, it was frozen solid.

Anyone biting into it would have their teeth ache, the icy chill sinking to their very bones.

“Um, what flavor ice cream would you like?”

“Sis, what exactly is ice cream?”

“Haha, it’s hard to explain—just tell me what flavor you want!”

Naturally, Vellandelle deferred to Kelosha and Rosasys, letting them choose first.

“Then I want blueberry flavor!”

“I’ll take honeydew melon!”

They picked what they wanted.

Vellandelle was about to pay for both of them when Rosasys immediately pulled out her own money.

“Roommate, I owe you one again—I’ll make it up to you later…”

Kelosha could only watch helplessly as Vellandelle paid for her.

She felt a little guilty once more.

She sort of understood the value of money now, since she’d seen this kind of transaction before—but as a Princess, she’d always just taken whatever she wanted on the street, never needing money at all.

Her family had so many Gold Coins they couldn’t be counted; when she got home, she’d be sure to give Vellandelle a huge pile of Gold Coins.

Just as Vellandelle was looking over the selection, a voice sounded from behind her.

“The young lady in the white dress.”

Vellandelle turned instinctively—and as soon as her face came into view, Seleste froze in place.

How could it be Vellandelle!

A thousand incredulous thoughts flashed through her mind.

“Miss Vellandelle?”

“You’re… Seleste?”

Vellandelle’s expression was complicated, too.

Why was Seleste here?

Could she be hitting on girls?

But there were no other heroines nearby.

“What do you want?”

Vellandelle crossed her arms, her gaze subconsciously guarded.

Even though she’d thought a lot about it before, it was still hard for her to feel much goodwill toward Seleste.

Maybe it was because during those sensitive days of separation from her mother, Seleste’s cold attitude made Vellandelle extra resentful now.

Seeing that the girl in front of her was Vellandelle, Seleste instantly softened, her tone gentle.

“I bought too much ice cream, Miss Vellandelle. If you don’t mind, can I give one to you?”

Seleste put away the cone she’d used Magic on and handed out another.

“Keep it for yourself.”

Vellandelle didn’t want to fall for Seleste’s usual girl-chasing tricks.

She waved her hand, planning to buy her own.

“If you don’t want to eat, then don’t…”

Seleste sighed, a bit dejected at Vellandelle’s coldness, and got ready to throw both cones into the trash.

“What are you doing!”

Vellandelle was alarmed.

She hadn’t expected Seleste to be so wasteful, especially with her favorite sweets.

“I’m tossing them. I wasn’t planning to eat, anyway.”

“Wasting food is shameful!”

In Vellandelle’s mind, Seleste’s crimes added another count.

She angrily snatched the cone away.

“I’ll eat it, okay?”

Seleste looked at the cone, then at Vellandelle, surprised.

She never thought Vellandelle would accept her kindness for this reason.

“Thank you.”

Seleste finally spoke helplessly.

She really didn’t understand why Vellandelle was so cold to her.

She hadn’t done anything wrong.

“Why are you thanking me? Shouldn’t I be thanking you?”

Vellandelle stared at Seleste in disbelief, feeling like Seleste was acting strange.

“Mm.”

Seleste looked calmly at Vellandelle, then nodded.

At this point, she didn’t know what to say either.

Whatever Vellandelle said was fine, as long as she was happy.

Vellandelle began to suspect that Seleste’s current robotic responses were really due to being reborn.

“Well then, thanks for the ice cream. My friends and I have things to do, so we’ll go first.”

“Have fun.”

As Vellandelle left, Seleste seemed indifferent.

According to the story, Seleste usually had some reason to join the heroine in the amusement park, deliberately choosing a ride together.

Now, it was clear she wanted to separate, with no intention of tagging along.

Had her attitude really driven Seleste away?

At this thought, Vellandelle felt a twinge of guilt.

“What about you? Are you waiting for someone?”

Seleste’s heart lifted.

Miss Vellandelle was finally showing interest in her?

How wonderful.

“Yes. But I’ve waited over an hour, and they haven’t come. Looks like they won’t, and the Ferris Wheel Ticket I bought is probably about to expire.”

Seleste…

So she didn’t get to eat after all?

Vellandelle was shocked, never realizing she herself was the culprit for Seleste’s situation—she’d made Eniya late.

“Well, why don’t you come with us? It’s more fun with more people, anyway.”

Vellandelle began to feel bad and made the suggestion.

“Miss Vellandelle, you’re too kind…”

Seleste looked at Vellandelle with exaggerated emotion.

“Just in time—my Ferris Wheel Ticket is about to expire. Why don’t we ride it together?”

“Okay.”

Vellandelle nodded.

Another free Ferris wheel ride wasn’t bad.

Here, a Ferris Wheel Ticket meant a whole cabin, not per person.

She suddenly felt like she was the queen of freeloaders—constantly leeching off Seleste, who even once paid to rent her, and now she had to thank herself for being willing to freeload.

Wait, thinking about it—didn’t that make Seleste a bootlicker?

Vellandelle glanced at Seleste oddly.

Sure enough, at this moment, Seleste was smiling broadly and pulling out her ticket.

At that moment, Kelosha and Rosasys had also gotten their ice cream cones.

“So cold and sweet! So tasty!”

Kelosha bit right in, getting ready to wolf it down, but Vellandelle quickly stopped her.

“Idiot. That’s not how you eat ice cream—eat slowly, bite gently, and lick more.”

Vellandelle knocked Kelosha on the head, speechless.

If she’d been a second late, the cone would’ve been in Kelosha’s stomach.

Rosasys’s face turned red.

She’d planned to eat the same way, but after hearing Vellandelle’s words, she realized you were supposed to lick it?

Rosasys stuck out her pink tongue and lightly licked the cone.

“Delicious!”

Her little face radiated happiness.

“See, I told you it was good!”

Vellandelle grinned proudly and took a bite of her own.

“Miss Vellandelle, why don’t you lead the other two ladies, and we’ll ride the Ferris wheel together?”

“Okay.”

Vellandelle nodded.

Then, taking the two country bumpkins, she led them to the Ferris wheel, leaving them both in awe once again.

They climbed into the Ferris wheel cabin.

As it rose, Kelosha grew more and more excited.

“Haha! I’m flying! I’m flying!”

“Idiot.”

Vellandelle laughed and shook her head.

Seleste, recalling something, also smiled.

Rosasys clung nervously to Vellandelle’s clothes, fear rising as the cabin climbed higher.

“So high, sis…”

“Don’t be scared. Like Kelosha, look at the sky.”

Vellandelle pointed to the horizon with a smile.

At that moment, the Sunset Glow burned in the sky, both bright and dim.

Rosasys released Vellandelle’s clothes in amazement and gazed into the distance.

The cabin reached its peak, the light gilding the clouds with withered rose edges.

The heart of the clouds turned ashen blue.

The dark red afterglow shimmered along the horizon—everything magnificent and splendid.

Vellandelle, in her white dress, looked as pure as an Angel.

Her beautiful face was frozen as she gazed at the Sunset Glow.

Seleste admired the scene, unconsciously pulling out her Memory Stone to capture the moment.

“So beautiful… my Angel…”

On the ground.

Eniya circled and circled but still couldn’t find Seleste.

In the end, she could only sigh helplessly—it was her fault for causing the delay.

“Sigh, looks like I’ll have to apologize to Miss Seleste tomorrow.”