I Became a Guide For My Childhood Friend - Chapter 71-2

Yernia clumped some ice with her hands.

Even now, her hands felt cold despite the gloves on.

If she hadn’t worn the gloves in advance, she wouldn’t have been able to touch the ice due to frostbite.

Yernia glanced back at Cassian to see how he was doing.

“Why are you so good at clumping, Cassian?”’

As Cassian had pointed out, Yernia often fell ill when she was young, especially in the cold winter.

That was why Yernia hated being cold because it reminded her painfully of the time when she was unwell.

For that reason, Yernia rarely played with Cassian in the snow.

As an adult, it felt a bit strange to do something she wouldn’t even do when she was young.

“Didn’t you always make a snowman every winter without me knowing?”

“Don’t you find it difficult?”

Yernia flinched in surprise.

“What do you mean, difficult? We can just make them together.”

He wanted them to help each other but she didn’t want to.

Despite putting a lot of snow, it always fell down before she could even pile it up.

She attached the broken branches around her to it and it didn’t look pretty.

Yernia’s snowball was a baby compared to Cassian’s because her hands were too cold that she had to  breathe on them from time to time.

However, her snowman still appeared quite lumpy.

“That’s ugly.”

“My hands are too cold.”

“If that’s the body, that would come out as a tiny snowman. It looks like you.”

He laughed at the three huge-eyed snowball heads glued together.

Yernia smiled.

Cassian’s ridicule fired her up to win.

Yernia straightened her posture after rolling more ice.

“You’ll find out after you try it.”

Although its body was as small as her head,  she thought it would be better to roll it than to stick it together like this.

“I’m doing the final touches on mine but your snowman wasn’t even formed yet.” Cassian teased Yernia, who was rolling her ice hard.

Her snowman wasn’t finished yet, but Cassian had already made a snowman much bigger than Yernia’s and was in the process of making another one.

Suddenly, she doubted if she could really beat Cassian.

Yernia couldn’t lose like this.

If she couldn’t win, perhaps, she could interrupt even if she had to play dirty.

Yernia approached Cassian.

“I want to see yours.”

She rolled more ice again when she realized her snowman was, indeed,  smaller than his.

Cassian, who knew nothing, seemed relaxed.

“Oh, my!”

When she got closer, Yernia tried to slip and fall on purpose to crush Cassian’s snowman but her plan was out of the question.

“Be careful. You surprised me.”

It turned out Cassian had pulled her arm first.

How could he have such quick reflexes?

Was it because he was a soldier?

“Huh? Uh… It’s because of the snow.”

It was impossible to attempt that again when it had already failed.

Whatever.

Nothing was going to stop her now.

Yernia lifted one foot and kicked Cassian’s snowman.

The artfully clumped snow collapsed.

She couldn’t say it was a mistake because she did it so openly.

Cassian smiled bitterly as he stared at Yernia and his ruined snowman.

“Yernia,! You——”

“Why did you trust me?”

“Why did you do it?”

Cassian narrowed his eyes at her, the corner of his mouth twitching.

Then, he threw his head back and laughed.

He had a pretty smile that no one could resist.

“I didn’t want to be childish either. I just hated that you created your snowman better than mine.”

“Haha! Oh, you’re really—— I don’t know what to do with you.”

Now, she was in a similar position to Cassian.

In fact, Yernia didn’t intend to do this in the first place but every time Cassian pointed out how bad she was at something, she somehow felt annoyed.

Due to Cassian’s constant teasing and her burning desire to win, she did something childish in the end.

“You know you’re being childish, right?”

Of course, she did. But instead of admitting, Yernia changed the subject.

“Cassian. I’ve been thinking about not making separate snowmen anymore. Like you said before, let’s make it together.” Yernia suggested proudly but felt a bit apologetic towards Cassian when he didn’t react.

She moved right next to him and rolled additional ice to the one he was clumping.

“Together?”

“Yes, I’ll make the head. You build the body. What do you think?”

“Sure. As long as you don’t disturb me again.”

“I’m not going to do it anymore.”

“How can I trust you? You even asked me why I believed in you.”

“We are now a team. We aren’t enemies anymore, Cassian.”

“When were we?”

Cassian demanded as if he found that ridiculous.

They were never enemies, to begin with.

It was just that Yernia thought Cassian was picking a fight when he said her snowman was ugly.

Yena clumped ice as if she didn’t hear what he said.

Suddenly, a silly prank crossed her mind and she immediately grabbed Cassian’s cheek  with her hands.

Her fingertips were close to his eyes that his brows furrowed from the cold.

The moment he faced Yernia, she realized that she had done something useless.

As she watched him up close while holding his handsome face, Yernia’s heart ached again.

Suddenly, he pulled the back of Yernia’s head and kissed her.

Since she was rolling some ice a while ago, her gloved hands were cold.

A bit of snow fell at the back of her neck and trickled to her back so Yernia shrug it off.

Was this revenge?

It was cold enough to make her nose red, but her soft lips were burning hot.

Cassian’s breath puffed into the dense air before he withdrew.

“This is the price you pay  for ruining my snowman.”