Are you satisfied with the manager?
The banquet that marked the end of the fair schedule went off without a hitch.
“Mar, I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean to…”
“It’s okay. Carl Young-shik did what I asked for, didn’t he?”
Except for Marghetta’s foot, which was horribly trampled on. I was so careful and careful, but she ended up stepping on me several times. How hard she struggled to put her weight behind her so as not to step on it.
If she had stepped on her properly even once, a major disaster would have occurred. Marghetta’s foot was broken, and the news of the chief inspector’s assault on the princess must have turned the social world upside down. After that, he must have gone through a relay visit from the Ministry of Justice that lingered behind the furious Iron-Blooded Ball.
“I’ll be more careful next time so that this doesn’t happen.”
“Oh, are you applying for the next partner already?”
“If Marga is fine with me.”
I was relieved to see Marghetta smiling as if she liked it. Fortunately, he doesn’t seem too upset. It was a one-sided mistake I made in the first place, so I had to accept it humbly even if I got angry.
So, out of pity for her, I tried to take Marghetta to her quarters, but strangely, she refused. It’s not the level of refusing a few times out of politeness, but rather embarrassing because he refused sincerely.
“I want to go leisurely by myself.”
So what can I do? I’m sorry, I’m trying to take her away, but it’s weird to forcefully drag someone she doesn’t like.
“Today was very rude.”
“I had fun. I hope Carl Youngsik had a good time too.”
“I enjoyed it too.”
As I was watching the back of Marghetta, who was returning with a slight bow to her, Louise, who was suddenly behind her, quickly walked towards Marghetta.
‘No, I told you not to run.’
It definitely doesn’t run, but what’s the difference between that and running? Still, I must have come up with a trick, but this time I arrived intact and whispered something to Marghetta. I don’t know what they’re talking about because they only show their backs.
It seemed like they were having a short conversation, but it didn’t seem like they were having a very bad conversation when they parted while bowing their heads facing each other. Louise’s expression on her return wasn’t dark either.
“What happened?”
“I have something to tell you.”
Hee hee Seeing her smile, it seemed that she had no intention of telling me what she was talking about. Marghetta didn’t look bad either, so it shouldn’t have been a problem. Louise should be able to distinguish that much.
“Let’s go back too. Everyone had a hard time.”
When Marghetta was no longer visible, she spoke to her crew, who had gathered closely behind her. It seems that my head is clear now that one big schedule called the fair is finally over.
It’s the exam period soon, but that’s a schedule that has nothing to do with me. There’s no need for an advisor to take a test, so I’ll be able to relax for a while.
***
She was able to walk as naturally as possible until the knife was out of sight.
“It hurts…”
As soon as I confirmed that there were no people around, my legs spontaneously loosened. What I have endured so far is that I really did my best to endure it. How sad it was when Carl offered to see him off in such a situation. He refused with tears in his eyes because he didn’t have the confidence to hold out until the lodgings.
I took off my high heels and saw my red, swollen feet. Even though the pain in her feet made her feel like shed tears, she smiled when she remembered what had happened at the banquet hall.
When my foot was stepped on by Carl for the first time, it was fun thinking that even Carl makes mistakes. But when it moved to the second or third time, it wasn’t fun at all. It reminded me of something I heard by chance before.
The story is that some youngsiks step on their feet as if it was a mistake if they don’t like the lady they’re dancing with. When I first heard that, I thought about how such a lowly noble aristocrat would be, and how young Young-sik must have been if he was like that.
But you don’t know how embarrassing and sad I felt when I heard that unfunny story. I’m happy to dance with Carl, but I’ve been patiently waiting for this moment. I was the only one who was happy. Does Carl really hate me?
I almost shed tears as I thought about all these things, but when I saw Carl’s expression, I couldn’t help but laugh. Carl was also embarrassed because his eyes were fluctuating and he didn’t know what to do. Because I could see that I cared less about getting sick.
‘I just couldn’t do it.’
It was simply a mistake of a beginner who had never danced before. I was so happy that Carl didn’t hate me, and that it was his first time dancing.
‘I am the first of the swords.’
First opponent. The person I did Carl’s first dance with. This Marghetta Varenti, who is no one else, is the first.
Whoop whoop…
“Huh hee hee… Ah.”
While I was careless, I let out an inelegant laugh. No one was watching, but I cleared my throat in embarrassment and looked down at the small bottle in one hand.
“Apply it to the sore spot and it will be fine.”
A while ago, Lady Louise approached and handed over the medicine. There is a medical staff stationed in a corner of the banquet hall in preparation for any unforeseen incidents, and it seems that he got it from there.
“Actually, my older brother received it, but he asked me to deliver it instead, saying he was sorry to give it to me directly.”
‘A lie.’
I kept watching where the knife was and where it was going. There was no time for Carl to get the medicine. But he accepted without saying anything. His junior’s heart was so admirable that he pretended not to know.
Is it because I was afraid that I would feel sorry for being stepped on by Carl in succession, or that I would simply suffer from the pain instead of that? Even the consideration of coming without saying anything to others and handing over the medicine was amazing. I also liked that he gave the ball to Carl instead of himself.
Yeah, that’s enough. If Carl is a young lady who puts his time and effort into taking care of her, then she should be shown that way.
‘As expected, I can forgive today, Lady Louise.’
I think it’s especially forgivable to be held in the arms of a sword. After all, I will live my whole life in the arms of the knife. That kind of tolerance can be given.
…First of all, I need to apply some medicine. I was happy today, but it hurt so much. It’s good though.
***
A regular report that comes back whenever you want to forget it.
– If you get a knife stuck in your neck while walking down the street, accept it as saying something has come.
“…….”
Somehow, I ended up even talking about the disaster at the banquet hall, and I had nothing to say about the reaction of the minister who heard that. Actually, I think so too.
– You coolly kicked her youngest daughter whom you raised dearly, but now you step on her toes? Did her princess walk on her own feet? Even if Sangvisi kills you, the Ministry of Justice will find you innocent.
“Still, I stepped carefully…”
– If you’re careful, you shouldn’t step on it at all. I heard the sound of a crazy person and went around and was really crazy.
Every sentence was correct, so I couldn’t refute this time either. If Marghetta had shed even a drop of tear on the spot, the Iron-Blooded Knights might have come to the academy by now. It’s terrible.
– So, how did things go today?
The minister changed the subject to my silent appearance. If it were today, I would say that.
“According to the imperial order, the bandits were wiped out.”
– Are you asking because I don’t know that? Why did the guy who was doing it right suddenly make a shameless custom and stick to it, but this time he pushed the principle?
“His Majesty the Emperor wanted it. How can I hold on when the Emperor mentions the Mandate of Heaven, the Great Emperor, and the Sweeping Up?”
– Puck.
The appearance of the minister reacting as if he had heard unspeakable words. But I couldn’t refute this time either.
– I must have said that. The inspection department has to act strictly according to principles so that there is no backlash. If you are merciful and make strange customs, you will only get tired.
If it’s a custom to break with your own hands in less than two years, why did you create it?
The Minister’s words that added like that stabbed me in the chest like a dagger.
– I’m saying this just in case, but I’m not blaming you for following the rules. Because it is natural for the Inspection Department to do so. In the end, the customs that you set up and ignore at will are to blame for what you made them for.
“Sorry.”
– Apologize only when the damn guy is like this.
The minister let out a nervous sigh and glared at me.
– His Majesty the Emperor was also satisfied with this treatment. Even within the Inspection Department, there were questions about suddenly following the rules, but there was little opposition.
“Fortunately.”
– It would have been if you had returned to principles after much thought. However, looking at the reaction of the executives, it seems that it is not.
At those words, I quietly lowered my head. Now the minister already knows everything and is robbing it.
– If you move in the name of being for them, think about what they will say when they see you before you move.
“…I’ll keep that in mind.”
– Ugly bastard.
That’s how the regular report ended.
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Not long after, the Minister of the Imperial Household also contacted me. This time to deliver the Emperor’s words.
It wasn’t a big deal. The Emperor’s words could be summarized as ‘I’ve done things that didn’t suit me, but I’m satisfied because I seem to have come back to my senses.’ Yes, you must have been very satisfied. The sword, which I was worried about had become dull, was playing its role again.
– A sword that can be used for a long time is a true master sword. I’m glad the inspector general knows that too.
Right before he cut off contact, the Minister of the Imperial Household also spoke plainly and simply. You mean, ‘I’m glad you’re back in your role.’
As I lay down on the bed, my head was complicated. I thought it was the only thing I could do. It’s a custom made by me anyway, so I thought it wouldn’t be a problem if I turned away for a while. I thought I was relieved because I handled it thoroughly.
It seems that it was not.
Looking at the minister’s words still ringing in my ears, it seems that it wasn’t.
‘Damn it.’
I still feel like a kid.
“Is it really that hard to call you noona? Seeing how shy you are, you’re still young!”
“Keep talking nonsense and get out. The manager is looking for you.”
Is this why I had to refuse to the end when Hecate asked me to call her sister?
The trauma sister got named