The chest of Mary walking down the night lane was still as rough as it had ever been.
Confusion, agitation, and frustration with my luxury......
"... sucks, me"
Mumbled to no one, and Mary even laid down her forehead.
There are few people out there right now, and no guards or anyone at equal intervals will notice her change.
They were all faithful to their duties and looking into the dark, even as Mary blued her expression and exposed her agitation.
... I was proud.
Yes, Mary scolded herself.
I remember the contents of the fan disc. I knew all that Mary, the villain warrant lady, was not there, and that there was a route for Addy to be tied to Alicia. I remembered.
More importantly, the Albert family will fall at the end of every route. There's no way I can keep hiring Addy.
Mary is driven to a distant land, and Addy remains in this land with his freedom in his hands.
Think about it and you'll see. No, I don't care if you don't think about it. I've always remembered it since that day of the opening ceremony.
Yet why, no matter how inconvenient the land was, no matter how far north they were driven before the fall, they would be trapped in a tight dormitory school......
If you're with Addy, that's not bad, either.
Why was I thinking about that?
"I don't like it. I mean, make him like he's mine... not like Miss Villain Warrant (Mary)..."
I laughed my arrogance small, and Mary smacked her own cheek small.
We have to kick out the arrogant idea. Only he will be driven to the land of the north, and he will be free to remain in the land.
Naturally. And I'm sure that's what's best.
Addy is dismissed from the role of a squire and begins what he wants to do. Whether you have a relationship with Alicia there or not, it's a lot better than being able to decide your whole life with your birth pattern.
Yes, I can see that. I know.
I know that, and I wonder why I'm going to cry so hard......
Unmanageable emotions swirled within me, and Mary returned to the mansion in her fluttering, unwavering footsteps, putting her hands on the door of her chamber...... and then looked back at the footsteps heard from behind.
If you look at it, it's Addy we were talking about from the end of the hallway running this way.
"Addy, what's going on?
"I've been thinking a lot..."
Mary leaned her neck against Zeze and Addy, who raised her breath, and still went into the discarding room, "Could you make it tomorrow?"
I know it's a cold attitude, but I don't want to talk to Addy right now. This has never happened before, so you'll forgive me for about tonight.
"Lady......!
"Good night, Addy, if you want to talk, I'll listen to you tomorrow."
I deliberately put a bedtime greeting on Addy's voice trying to hold him back, trying to close the door...
"Listen, I am!
and slipped his hand into a slight gap and shook his shoulder bickly at Addy's voice, which he forced to hold back.
He seems to be suppressing it with a lot of strong force, and he doesn't even freak out when he pulls the door.
To that forceful attitude, which was not like his, Mary finally did not know what to do with it, and looked up to Addy by calling his name without strength.
His serious eyes look at himself. There should have been more than I could count for that, but only tonight I'm going to be shot through these rusty eyes, and my heart can tighten it up.
"A, adi......?
"I'm not what I found out about who and what I do in the game. Even if the Alberts fall, I will follow you. The land of the north or the island of the land, but next to you is where I am!
Only his voice echoes in the hallway where Singh and tranquil.
Until the aftertaste disappeared, the two stared at each other, and Mary, who had finally returned to me, panicked and turned away.
"Oh yeah...... thanks Addy. I'm so glad."
Mary responded as if overwhelmed by momentum, gently adding her own hand to his hand holding down the door.
It's a broken man's hand. Mary's hand, by contrast, is thin and white, and the difference is clear by comparison.
"I wonder how long Addy's hands have been so masculine," to that obvious difference, I think about that unexpectedly. I should have been on my side as a caregiver since I was a little girl, but now it's this moment and I finally realize it and other funny stories.
No, maybe we didn't notice because we were too close together.
"We'll try again tomorrow. We have a goal of falling."
"... yeah, that's right"
I let go of my hand, which was holding the door, and Addy bows her head "good night".
Mary also responded to the squire's attitude and slowly closed the door.
The tranquility of the shiny room and the cold in the room stroke the skin.
Mary fluttered across the room and fell into the bed she had placed by the window.
The coldness of the futon sinking the body is pleasant. I usually keep the futon warm before bedtime, but today I closed my eyes forgetting that I could even dive into the futon, not to mention changing into bedtime clothes, because I felt so good about the cold I could swing on my cheeks that I couldn't feel the need for it.
A lot of things go around in my head glued.
There's a mixture of things you have to think about and things you don't have to think about, and the priorities start to fall apart.
I was supposed to say something to Alicia again tomorrow, but I can't remember what that was.
The appearance of Patrick holding Alicia's shoulder and the look on her face looking up at him with joy come to mind and disappear when all the off-target things come to mind. The appearance of two friendly people. I can't even remember what the story was about them on the fan disc.
Addy said it wasn't about knowing the story of the game. I agree. Mary would be happy with that if she only got the 'fall' ahead of her.
Then can Addy also get involved in that 'fall'? Can I take him on the road to a remote place, when he says that the relationship of subordination, and the fall of the Albert family, will also dissolve the employment relationship?
No, didn't he deserve to be in "The Future of Falling" in the first place?
Well, I don't know why not now, but in the first place, but if you noticed, because the fan disc, but Addy...
"Oh, my God, my head gets bonked..."
Ha, and exhaled hot, Mary buried her face in the pillow.