Calho is on a cruise – 1
After that incident, Marghetta’s mood changed. When you say it’s an incident, it sounds like something happened. However, if you say that remark, it seems that he made an absurd remark to decorate the front page of the newspaper.
Of course, from Marghetta’s point of view, it’s news on the front page that will dominate her head for a while.
“Father, what about you?”
Incessantly fluctuating eyes, pitiful trembling voice. But unlike before, I could tell that it was a signal full of excitement, not sadness.
“Yes. I want to go right now, but I’m not too busy either. His Excellency finished the New Year’s ceremony
If I go with you when you leave, uh…”
Before she could finish what she was saying, she shut her mouth. Because Marghetta suddenly rushed in and fell into her arms.
“Thank you, thank you Carl…!”
I thought her heart stopped when she even shed tears. Even when her body was stiff, she was able to hold Marghetta face to face because she really squeezed the last of her energy.
When I saw you like me so much, more than I could have imagined, the bitterness was greater than the satisfaction. Where do I deserve to hear that I am grateful?
‘If only I knew you would like it that much.’
If I knew how to laugh so happily at that simple word, I would have said it a long time ago. She only develops a sense of self-doubt.
How many times have you suffered so much that you have reacted like that? She pretended to be okay on the outside, but how upset and anxious she must have been with her hands. Even knowing my past, I can’t bear to speak first.
‘Anyway, marriage is Marghetta.’
When she recalled the thoughts she had from before, she laughed out loud. She wants to get married anyway. If I were to marry, of course it would be with Marghetta.
Anyway, of course. In my head, it was already confirmed that Marghetta was his wife.
But have you ever shown your true feelings to Marghetta? She says she will be honest in the future, but she doesn’t say anything, and she doesn’t do anything because she’s relieved that Marghetta will wait for her anytime.
“Seniority guides you reliably! Come on, give this sister a hug!”
“It’s reliable when older people are older.”
At this point, Hecate’s words came to mind. At the time, I thought I was an immature older person who had aged strangely.
‘Me too.’
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Now I am an immature older person who is not trustworthy. If you add up the previous ages of the possessed, it’s forty or fifty, so there’s nothing to do. Even with this body, she is three years older than Marghetta.
This is embarrassing. If Marghetta was my sister rather than me, I wouldn’t have felt these feelings.
Of course, even if I was younger than Marghetta, I would be a bastard if I acted like I am now. I almost rationalized myself for a moment.
‘After the New Year’s celebration.’
I stopped working on self-justification and lay down on the bed. Now you have to think about what you will do well in the future, not the mistakes of the past.
The New Year’s celebration is less than three months away. After that time passes, it’s finally time to go to the iron-blooded ball and kneel down on her knees.
– I’ll make you a half asshole when you come to the castle.
The terrifying proclamation of the Sangvisi… Ah, wasn’t that what you said? Still, I think it felt roughly the same.
Anyway, I need to eat well before I go. How do you know if you’ll be on your knees for three or four days?
‘There is a possibility.’
A iron-blooded fighter who was known to be hot-tempered and reckless during his active career. Now that I’m older, I’m retired, and I’ve become a lot more docile after seeing my children, even my youngest daughter, but I don’t know when my spicy nature will come out.
…That’s all karma. Let’s accept it humbly.
And that day, I had a dream in which I cried in front of the Iron Blood Ball.
A person walking down the street welcomed me, as if I was going to get an answer that even if I grabbed someone and asked him, he seemed happy.
“Welcome, Carl.”
As soon as I opened the door to the vice president’s office, Marghetta greeted me with a bright smile. She’s not sitting there as usual, but standing in front of the door.
“No, was she still standing?”
You know when I’ll come.
“I could see the knife coming.”
To my question, Marghetta smiled and answered. Fortunately I was worried that busy people were wasting their time because of me.
“Now-“
She was about to tell her to sit down, but Marghetta opened her arms.
I fully knew what it meant, so I hugged her, and I wrapped my arms behind her back.
“Can’t we greet like this every day from now on?”
“As much as you like.”
At her cute request, she readily nodded her head. In fact, she is in a position where she has to listen to whatever Marghetta commands in her short language. I can’t even call this a request.
She was able to sit down after hugging her for a long time.
“I look forward to the next one.”
That word made me smile.
***
I couldn’t sleep at all today. I couldn’t calm down because the sound of my heart pounding echoed through the room.
Usually, I would have come out with a sigh from insomnia that would interfere with my work the next day, but the excitement at that time was the essence of happiness. If you stay up all night like this, all three days are fine.
‘Finally.’
I can finally have an official relationship with Carl. If you’re going to see your father, that’s all there is to it. I’m definitely going to get permission.
With no eyes to see, his expression melted. I could feel her smirk and the corners of her mouth go up.
I already got permission from Carl’s mother. My father also considers Carl becoming his son-in-law as an established fact, so there is absolutely nothing to refuse.
“There’s something wrong with his eyes. What kind of man would hate you. I guarantee you. He’ll come back on his own in three years at the latest.”
The words my father said last year after Carl rejected the marriage proposal. To be honest, I didn’t listen to what my father said at the time.
But in the end, my father was right. He is also my father. He has a deep background and is wise, so he knows everything.
Although I recently found out that the specific figure of those three years was the period when her father courted her mother.
By the way…
‘How can I wait?’
The human heart is cunning. I could have waited as long as I could until yesterday, but when the date was set right after the New Year’s ceremony, my patience ran out.
It’s not the 10 years I was prepared for when I first heard about Carl’s past. Not even after graduation. It’s only 3 months left.
‘Let’s calm down.’
Yeah, about three months is just right. Carl isn’t the kind of person who would change his mind in those three months.
He looked out the window, trying so hard to calm himself down. Slowly
It’s time for the knife.
‘Come.’
And not long after, I saw Carl walking.
I got up from my seat and stood in front of the door to tidy up my clothes. Carl promised me an official relationship, so I’ll have to show up accordingly.
“It’s not difficult to maintain a happy couple relationship. When you come back from outside, see them off first and greet them. It’s a small thing, but it’s a big help.”
This time, the fourth sister’s advice. That sounds right. Human relationships are built on the smallest things.
“Welcome, Carl.”
Maybe that’s why when Carl saw me, he smiled in surprise.
As expected, knives are good too. Carl said that before he came to the academy, he was alone in the islands. His family had never been so welcoming.
‘Family.’
Yes, it is a family. A family named a married couple who is closer than anyone else.
I barely restrained my expression from melting again. I think it will continue like this if you keep your guard down a little.
“Now-“
When I opened my arms to Carl, who was about to move, Carl didn’t refuse and hugged me right away.
Since we are a family, we can do this every day. Ok, no problem
“I look forward to the next one.”
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Not just today, but also tomorrow and the day after that.
And someday we won’t just hug…
Yeah, the next one too. Then too.
***
Over the past few days, Marghetta’s expressions of affection have become more explicit. He seems to be restrained, but not at all from the point of view of the person receiving affection.
I’m worried. How do i get this
‘It’s not a burden.’
Of course I don’t hate it. It’s just that if you receive something, you have to give something back, but I don’t know the proper number.
If it’s too boring, you’ll feel sad, but if you do it too violently, you’ll pass out. What is the middle ground in between?
“Inspector?”
“Oh, yes.”
I was able to come to my senses at Gerhard’s call. I thought too differently with people in front of me.
“Looks like something good happened.”
Fortunately, Gerhardt was not offended by my rudeness and treated me with a smile.
But was it obvious? It wasn’t someone who hadn’t seen it for a long time, and Gerhard noticed it. It’s almost like it’s written on your face.
“Haha, I think Mr. Gerhard is like that too.”
I couldn’t bear to say ‘I’m about to get engaged to a pretty princess!’ Embarrassed to say the same thing confidently, I turned around and Gerhard burst into a small laugh.
“It’s always nice since I met the inspector.”
“That’s too much to say.”
“It’s too much. Thanks to the Inspector General, not only me but also the students were able to know the truth. It’s a legitimate expression of gratitude.”
That made me laugh. Gerhardt is working really hard to tell the truth to the students.
And very obviously, when a teacher works hard, the students under him fall.
“The test, the test never ends…”
“The things I learned a while ago are trash. By tomorrow, the things I learned today will be trash.”
These days, only the music of the club members could be heard in the club room. Just by looking at it, you can get an idea of how much it rolls.
But well, it’s none of my business.
“I’ll have to work harder to hear thanks from now on.”
“Ahaha! I’m really looking forward to that!”
In the first place, I’m in a position where I want Northern history to be widely spread.
Cheer up. It can’t be helped that students are having a hard time studying.
Overlearning is better than preschooling, Ahm.