Chapitre 82: Verrill's Birthday Party (Part 4)

[Please note: We're still on Hora's POV after she took Verrill's hand and headed towards the library]

I let go of Verrill's hand the moment I stood up. I didn't want to raise any unnecessary attention.

"Let's go!" I said, smiling at him.

But Verrill looked horrified for some reason. Was he mysophobic, too? Did touching my hand disgusted him? I furrowed my brows and stared at him.

"What's wrong? Why do you look like you saw a ghost?"

"Hora!" he called my name with all seriousness and worry in his eyes. "Are you alright?"

"Huh? What do you mean? I am alright." I shrugged. What's wrong with him all of a sudden?

"You're burning up!" he exclaimed, almost angry.

Then, he walked near me and touched my forehead with the back of his hand. My body instinctively jolted in surprise.

"I-I'm burning up?"