Well, I naturally woke my eyes, so I decided to wake up. Small hands in sight. I'm uncomfortable with my suddenly shrunken vision, but one of these days I'll get used to it.

Martha came in after Knock.

"Good morning, lady."

Martha's bow is still beautiful today. I thought Martha only laughed a little when I bowed in imitation of Martha.

"You're good. Your husband will be out in a minute, so let's get dressed and wait in the front door."

Martha let Tekipaki and I get dressed and quickly lifted me and moved to the front door.

"I'm sorry, lady. It looks like your husband will be out earlier than expected today."

"Yeah, thanks, Martha"

I was surprised at Martha running at a faster rate than I held up, but no footsteps.

It was so fast, Martha.

Who is it, Martha? I don't pry, though.

That's how my father came while I was doing this.

My father has the same hair and eyes as my brother, blue and silver hair with green eyes. Silent and faceless are the default men. My father is long. I have about 190. It's so overlooked.

I'm so scared, to be honest.

It seems so unpleasant to have wrinkles between your brows.

Conclusion! Father scared!!

But you can't back off here. My father and I have to get along!

"... why are you awake, Rosalia"

Oh, I talked. When was the first time I heard your voice? Not if you are running away from the status quo with low and sexy... The opponent is before work. Keep your business brief.

"Oh, my God. Sometimes."

My father stopped.

I didn't even blink.

Father, I'm not even breathing.

Sending Martha a gaze for help in tears, Martha and the arc of her father's daughter-in-law and squire, who had been here at some point, nodded at the same time,

"" It's okay. ""

And I hammered. If two people who have been with my father longer than me say so, maybe they'll be fine, but isn't the breath a mess?

"... Pfft! Ha, ha."

Oh, my father's resurrected! It looks so painful on your knees on the floor! I rush over and whisper my back. Father who can be gone for a while. Me even with my back. How did this happen?

"... why"

My father, finally breathing, spoke to me. Why did my father react from me?

"I always wanted to annoy you. But it hasn't happened in a long time, so I stopped by."

"Ha!

My father is so pully with his face on. Martha, whom I saw, softly explained my father's oddity.

"My lady, my husband is thrilled. It's funny, and it's a good annoyance to be hit by tired and frustrated lately... rather do more"

Hey, Martha, it's true! Ugh... I'm sorry about my father. But is my father happy?

You're so choked up, Father!

I didn't lose to my brother because of the cholovity!!

Blood muscles? Blood muscles? Besides, if you go with that theory, am I choking too?... obviously spoke to my father while forgiving my brain around the sky.

"Thank God you're here."

It is furthermore cheeky. My father became juicy to his ear and managed to ride out in the carriage as he snaked. Are you okay...? Mr. Ark, I asked for the rest!

I waved as I watched the carriage moving away.

"Ma'am, it's a good job. Now at least for one day, my husband is in a good mood."

Martha with a good thumb up.

Father, how much trouble did you bother Martha? It was the morning I thought I was afraid to ask.