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AliNovel > Redo of a Romanceless Author鈥檚 Life Devoid of Love; Another Chance at Youth > Chapter 421.

Chapter 421.

    Chapter 421.


    <strong>Chapter 421. Heading to a Bustling City: The Serene-Eyed Girl with Soul-Damage. (4/4)</strong>


    <span style="font-weight:400">I bit into it and enjoyed. Somehow, the second bite was better than the first. I couldn’t help but take it as being a bad omen rather than thinking of it as something good. I’d likely been trapped the instant I saw her rare smile. Men were really such simple creatures.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But even if I knew I’d fallen into a trap, that didn’t mean I wouldn’t struggle and resist until the bitter end.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I couldn’t stop staring at her the entire time she was eating. It seems she hadn’t taken notice though as she was too caught up in eating. Ten minutester and she’d eaten a leg, two thighs, and all her fries.


    <span style="font-weight:400">When she stuck her hand into the box for another fry only to realize she’d finished everything she seemed perplexed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Where’d the food go?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You ate it.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Already?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I finished before I even realized it…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Was it that good?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, I’ve never had fried chicken that good before. The fries too, they were so tasty.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“If you want, you could get another set before we leave and take it home forter.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I can?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Great, dad can try some too this way.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Do you have the money though?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Huh? Uh… yeah. Why?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I mean if you buy some more would you have enough for a new battery for your pickup truck?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ah… I’m not too sure actually.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I see. Then I’ll pay for it, but you’ve got to pay me back after, okay?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Really? Is it really fine?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah. Don’t worry about it.” I got to see something good after all.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“As soon as I get home I’ll pay you back for it right away.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I ordered the same thing again to go, only this time I paid for it. After that, we left the store, rounded the block, and returned to my bike. Dawn was still enraptured with the cityscape the entire way. She naturally drew a few peculiar gazes from the locals going about their day as normal.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Her unusual clothes did little to help her blend in.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Since it was gettingte, we drove to a big box store that sold car batteries.


    <span style="font-weight:400">We entered the store together and headed over to the automotive department with the dead battery in hand. I provided them with the picture showing the make and model of the pickup truck in the insurance and registration and they keyed it into their system and found a few batteries that would match.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“We’ve got one for $250.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I nearly fell over when I heard that quote. Well, it sort of made sense I guess. I was used to apact car rather than arge pickup truck.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Dawn stiffened up when she heard the price and stuttered back, “$2-$250 dors?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah. Is that a problem? Your boyfriend can surely afford that amount, can’t he?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“He’s not my boyfriend. He’s just helping me out after my car shut down.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh? You’re not dating?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No, we’re not.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I see. I see.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hey, don’t you have a cheaper alternative? Surely there’s another battery priced better than that.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hmm… cheaper than that? Let me take a look.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh, you’re in luck, it looks like we have one left in stock for a cheaper price. Though it’s one that was returned. Are you fine with that?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Was it returned because there was something wrong with it?” I rified.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It turned out the problem was a short circuit in the vehicle''s wiring rather than the battery, so the customer returned it since there was nothing wrong with their old battery.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I see. How much is this one?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It’s $150 before tax.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’ll take it.” Dawn was quick to jump on the $100 discount.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Are you trading in your old battery?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yes.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">The employee located the battery behind the counter and scanned it. He keyed in a few things on the register and the $22 core charge was removed. It was more expensive than in my city, where it was only $20.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Your total after tax is $163.22.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Though the core charge was higher, it turned out the sales tax was much lower.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Huh? Ah, I forgot…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What’s wrong?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Dawn turned to me apologetically and asked, “Can you... let me borrow $10? I forgot the $20 I broke earlier. I only have $154.89 on me right now.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">She turned her pockets inside out, then pulled out two bills and some change.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Haaaaah. Fine. I’ll pay. But I only have my card to pay with. You can pay me backter for everything at once to keep things simple.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“T-Thanks.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">If I had nothing to gain from doing so I naturally wouldn’t be so kind as to not take her money right away. The n had always been to get a ce to stay for the week. If I could aplish that goal by doing this, it would be ideal. Arger amount owed would make her feel a greater sense of indebtedness. With this, her offering to let us stay at her farm for the week as a show of gratitude should almost be guaranteed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I took out my card and charged the full amount for the battery to it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Once it was paid, we took the battery and headed back to my motorcycle with it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Dawn seemed a bit more reserved than before when she climbed on the back of my motorcycle this time around.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Is something wrong?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Huh? Wrong? What made yuh ask that?” Her voice was a pitch higher.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Are you nervous about something?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“When yuh said to pay yuh back for everything at once…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“In cash. You better not be thinking of something weird you read in a manga.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’m… not thinking of anything weird.” Dawn leaned forward a bit closer until her chest pressed up against my back. Her hands moved from gripping my sides to the front of my waist. I could feel her heart beating through her chest on my back and it was noticeably faster than before.


    <span style="font-weight:400">From the signs, it seems she’d developed a small crush. But rather than it being a crush on me, it was a crush on the idea of a boy from a city.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Are we going to leave the city now?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Well, we would, but there’s somewhere I’d like to take you first.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Somewhere? Where?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I felt her heart skip a beat.


    <span style="font-weight:400">What the hell did this girl just think of?


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hey, where exactly is it that you think I want to take you?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“In a manga I read… it’d be called a... love hotel… right?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Did you expect me to fly you out to another country or something? There are no love hotels in this city, let alone this country.” Not only that, did this airhead suddenly forget all about Rosa?


    <span style="font-weight:400">“There aren’t?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Then, where is it you want to take me exactly? Is it somewhere fun?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“A hospital to get your brain checked out.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Kohoh. Kohoh.” I reflexively coughed out the air in my lungs as she lightly hit my chest with the underside of her fist.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hey, don’t misunderstand. I didn’t mean it as an insult or anything. I’m just concerned about what happened to you earlier. I think it’d be best for you to get checked out at a hospital in case something is wrong.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“...”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What’s wrong?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Nothing.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Her forehead inside the helmet she had on tapped down lightly against my back. For some reason, the image of her pouting and puffing out her cheeks entered my mind. It was cute. If I could have taken a picture of it, I certainly would have.


    <span style="font-weight:400">We weren’t very far from the closest hospital, it only took a few minutes to drive there. Luckily it wasn’t very busy and we only waited about fifteen minutes in the waiting area before a nurse led us to a room in the hospital.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Right as Dawn entered the room, I heard something drop to the ground from my left. I turned to look and discovered a woman in light blue surgeon attire exiting a room who’d just dropped her clipboard. There was a man in a whiteb coat who appeared to be a doctor.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The man bent over, picked up the clipboard the woman dropped, then returned it to her.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What are you doing freezing up like that all of a sudden?” The man asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Sorry.” The woman apologized.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Is something wrong?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No, nothing is wrong. I just realized I forgot my wallet at home.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">The two started to walk in the opposite direction away from me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh? Then you don’t have any money for food today? How about I treat you?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I couldn’t hear anything after that as they were too far away. Looking at them as an outsider, the two of them seemed pretty close. What sort of rtionship this surgeon-doctor pair had was unknown.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What are yuh standin around at the entrance for? Are yuhin in or not?” Dawn asked from inside the room.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’m-”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I stopped mid-sentence just as I was about to look away from the duo further down the hall. The woman had nced back over her shoulder and I saw her eyes directly for the first time.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Those eyes ovepped with Dawn’s in my head and an electric current coursed through my brain and a strong connection was made.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Dawn’s mother. I couldn’t help but think that. She had blond hair just like her daughter’s too.


    <span style="font-weight:400">No way, she went from a farmer’s bride to a surgeon in the time she’d been apart from Dawn?


    <span style="font-weight:400">I might just be jumping to conclusions too quickly. It’s not like every blond hair and blue-eyed woman is Dawn’s mother. However, was the reason she froze up and dropped her clipboard just now because she caught a glimpse of Dawn’s side profile when entering the room just now?


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What’s got yuh tongue-tied all of a sudden?” Dawn inquired curiously.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The duo had just rounded a corner and broken my line of sight so I had to be quick to ensure I didn’t lose them.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Nothing. I just need to use the toilet really quickly. I’ll be back soon. If the doctor arrives before I get back, just tell them about your daydream episodes. Getting a brain MRI scan done would be ideal.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Okay… but aren’t MRI scans really expensive?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Do you have health insurance?” I hadn’t considered that when I brought her here. My city had a pretty solid healthcare system which made MRIs at hospitals free, but I didn’t consider the situation here at all.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I don’t.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Her not having health insurance gave me more of an incentive to chase after the woman I was suspicious of being Dawn’s mother.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Don’t worry about it. I’ll see if I can arrange something so you don’t have to pay.”
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