Something to overcome someday – 1
When I received a letter from my mother in Jedo, I felt a dim future. She knew that marriage problems would strain her so much that she couldn’t even breathe. If you invited your son, who has been single for over 20 years, to the living room, wouldn’t that mean you’re ready to stir-fry it? Anyone would think so.
However, after she arrived at the manor, her mother did not mention her marriage story for several days. Not once, as she ate three meals a day and even had tea at her patronage in the afternoon.
“That’s why I can’t sleep properly while preparing for the fair.”
“I’m still a student, but it hurts me to go through so much trouble.”
“Still, it was fortunate that Carl Young-shik was there. We desperately need each and every one of them, but Carl Young-sik is an official at the Ministry of Finance.”
Instead, he just didn’t speak directly. Because Marghetta next to me is a living pressure card.
After Marghetta gave her greetings to her mother at her patronage, her mother warmly welcomed her Marghetta. When she had a tea party with me at the patronage, she called Marghetta unconditionally, to the extent that sometimes she would meet alone without me.
If you act like this, it’s hard to pretend you don’t know. If she doesn’t notice that, she can’t live as a civil servant.
“It seems that the sword and the princess fit well together.”
She took a sip of her tea, her mother’s eyes glanced slightly at me, then at Marghetta. It is certain that the lady-in-waiting behind her is also laughing while covering her mouth.
This isn’t just talking, what’s the difference between pressuring marriage and talking? At least she’s glad she didn’t ask how she was while pushing a young lady she didn’t know.
“Huh, I think so too.”
Marguetta did not leave her smile on her face, as if the situation was as good as it was.
‘This is how it works.’
Of course I know that Marghetta still has feelings for me. If the size of the favor was bigger than last year, it was big, but not small.
But she didn’t know that she would approach her mother so aggressively. When she said hello to her mother for the first time, she thought it was just a face-to-face meeting, but this is not just a face-to-face meeting.
Since I was still touching the teacup, the eyes of the three subtly focused on me.
‘Ah.’
She was thinking about something else for a while, so she couldn’t answer. ‘The two seem to fit well.’ Staying silent at the word “I don’t think so” Is different from that.
Margeta seems to have interpreted it that way as well. Her bright expression until just a moment ago is getting darker little by little.
“Neither do I. Where would you find someone like Marr?”
It brightened up again after two words.
“I see.”
She nodded her head lightly, as if her mother was also satisfied with the answer.
“Your wife and the Count are also three years apart.”
“Chief Maid. You’re talking about the children. What are you trying to bring up about us?”
“Sorry, ma’am.”
The lady-in-waiting, who was looking at her with a happy expression, opened her mouth slightly. She was restrained by her mother, but her expression didn’t look particularly angry, and her maid’s expression was calm.
Are you just aiming for the timing because you wanted to bring up that story in the first place?
‘There is no one on my side.’
The mother who opens her mouth while constantly looking at me, the lady-in-waiting who provides intermittent support, and Marghetta who is just happy.
Except for the maids who stand like a folding screen, they are all people who oppress me. It’s not that I hate it, but it doesn’t make me feel comfortable. This place itself is like a torture of hope to Marghetta.
I inadvertently turned my gaze to Marghetta, and saw her blushing Marghetta. He seems to have all sorts of thoughts when he hears that his mother and family are 3 years apart. I also don’t feel comfortable.
‘I’m sorry every time I see you.’
It’s hard to pretend not to know the obvious goodwill. Even if you pretend not to know, your goodwill will not weaken, but will become stronger. If he still has no inspiration, then he’s an emotionless bastard.
He is an undeserved person, and he is grateful. That’s why he can’t look straight and forcibly averts his gaze. It’s too heavy a favor to receive with a light heart.
If you see Marghetta while you haven’t shaken it off yet, is that looking at Marghetta or Hecate? He can’t even assure himself.
‘How long are you going to do this?’
He can’t forget Hecate, but he can’t be bound for life either. Hecate wouldn’t want me to do this either. Rather grossly, she will scold why she is like that. Because she’s such a guy.
So he didn’t think he would get married someday. So one day you have to get over it and see someone else. The problem is that it’s not as easy as you think.
Still, if you see someone.
“Princess, try this too. It’s the chef’s confidence.”
“Thank you, ma’am.”
Maybe I should see Marghetta.
I’d rather not know if I see a lot of people like a golden ball, but honestly, if you’re a human, you can’t turn away from Marghetta.
Life in the manor was quiet and passable. It’s because the county of Tylglechen isn’t famous as a tourist destination.
“It’s raining a lot.”
“I can’t help it because it’s summer.”
Starting today, the weather is not good for going out. How are you happy? There is nothing to go out to see anyway, but I have a reason to stay inside.
The members are also concentrating on indoor activities, probably not willing to use their strength in the gloomy weather. Even now, Ainter and Laterer are playing chess. Please stay like that as usual. Then you wouldn’t want anything.
“A knight must always stand in the forefront!”
“Even a priest has to stand out in front of everyone.”
“You guys don’t know how to play chess, do you?”
There are extreme concept monsters who are giving bizarre advice, but let’s move on. Knights and bishops from the start, forward placement, then what does the pawn eat?
I looked at the chessboard with the five idiots, then turned to the balcony. Because Louise was out on the balcony before she knew it. No matter how much the roof blocks the rain, it would be cold outside right now.
Looking at what these Louise detectors don’t know, luckily it looks like they just left, and we should tell them to come in before they catch a cold.
“Louise.”
There was no response even when I called his name, probably because he was buried in the sound of rain.
“Louise?”
“Oh, brother?”
It wasn’t until I got closer and touched Louise’s shoulder that I turned around in amazement. I think I was quite surprised to confirm that it was me and take a deep breath. I’m sorry about this.
As I looked at it with a feeling of embarrassment, Louise, who had taken several deep breaths, finally opened her mouth with a light smile.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t even know you came because I was thinking about something else for a while.”
“Never mind I just came.”
I shook my hand and turned my gaze to where Louise was looking.
‘It’s nothing special.’
It’s just a garden. Rainy garden. I wanted to see if something came out, but nothing happened.
“Why are you with me when it’s raining?”
“It’s okay. I like it because it’s moderately cool.”
Contrary to the reply with a smile, Louise’s eyes were weakly lowered. It’s too nerve-wracking to just ignore it, but it’s too contextless to ask.
“Yeah, it’s cool.”
Then you just have to wait until you open your mouth. If it was really a situation where I couldn’t tell anyone, I wouldn’t have been on the balcony asking for help.
I think the other guys would have taken care of Louise if I had stayed silent, but I couldn’t ignore what she had already noticed.
As I stood side by side with Louise and looked at the garden, I felt a glance from the side. Turning her gaze slightly, Louise was opening her mouth as if she wanted to say something.
Let’s wait. If you urge it, they’ll run away saying it’s nothing.
“My older brother and Erich seem to have a good relationship.”
In the end, Louise, who hesitated, spoke first.
“Let’s enjoy refreshments together, and have a meal together.”
“Is that so? I think it’s normal.”
“That’s good. What’s not fighting?”
After saying that, Louise let out a small laugh and turned her gaze back to the garden.
“I couldn’t do that.”
My body froze for a moment at the bomb that came out casually. I didn’t expect that topic to come up all of a sudden.
Instinctively, I tried to say comforting words, but then I shut my mouth again. I’m not officially aware of Louise’s past. Louise mustered up the courage to say, ‘How does Karl’s brother know that?’ You can look at it with eyes of contempt and fear.
“I had an older sister who was 4 years older than me.”
“It’s just the difference between me and Erich.”
“Aha, that’s how it looks.”
Louisé tried hard to smile brightly, but that look was rather gloomy. Doesn’t he feel more sorry for people who endure alone than people who openly say that it’s difficult?
“But me and my sister… We didn’t get along like brother and Erich.”
Louise put her hand on the rain-soaked railing and bowed her head for a long time.
“I want to get close to you, too.”
Then he raised his head and looked in my direction. With the rain flowing down my face.
“My sister didn’t like me, so she moved away. So we won’t be like that forever.”
When I said nothing, Louise smiled awkwardly. Embarrassed and sorry Because I gave a heavy lament to an acquaintance out of nowhere.
But he thinks it’s rather fortunate. It’s important to tell someone about the trauma you’ve kept alone since childhood. It was too heavy for a 17-year-old now to bear alone.
It’s surprising that the target is me, not other idiots. Were these bastards really like this in the original story?
“I’m sorry. I said this all of a sudden.”
When I saw my older brother and Erich, I remembered it, he added, putting his hand on Louise’s head. And he lightly scratched his head.
“Oh, brother?”
“At times like that, you don’t have to apologize.”
The victim does not need to apologize for mental counseling.
“You didn’t do anything wrong.”
Come to think of it, it was also a rainy day when Louise’s older sister died.
It’s a coincidence. I did too.
There must be something that symbolizes the tragedy in this world.