Albert Ke no Reijou wa Botsuraku wo go Shomou desu

The more I think about it that way, and the stronger the color of fright in the gaze I can point at, the more frustration builds up in Mary's chest, which I was trying not to do.

It is true that he was a stranger, and there may have been many odd deeds not only by the nobles. But I never wavered power without darkness like the other students, and I never bothered the school side in any way.

I bumped my shoulder, I crossed the front without saying hello, I didn't even think about taking my employees away from me for trivial things that I didn't have to worry about.

Was it enough to make me add a bowl to the menu in the cafeteria? Most of all, it was only after he joined hands with his father, who was looking to expand his business, and gained recognition from the school director, the cafeteria manager and all his employees.

The result is a full dining room life, but it was a broken bone presentation inside that I would accept.... Well, I took a ride and tried to get Croquet to add it to the menu at that time, but it would be better than a student like bringing an unauthorized chef to occupy the cooking area.

And when it comes to noticeable oddities, do you go to school by bicycle? That hasn't bothered anyone either because they care about safe driving and manners.

'I didn't do anything to be praised, but I didn't do anything to blame'

That is the assessment Mary is giving herself as it stands.

Of course there is no such thing as being rebelled like this, and I don't remember being afraid. More importantly, it is a sin in the first place.

...... oh bothersome smell. Maybe I'll crush you first.

Shall we use the power of our parents to harass them tyrannically and then kick them down at the end of the day, as they are disputing "Villain Lady Mary"?

- If falling is what you want, you have to see a loss to the consequences of being rebelled, but Mary Albert's pride won't allow a loss in this stream to the boulders -

That's why animosity boils in Mary's mind similar to mundane and angry.

Their houses are certainly famous, but not as big as the Alberts and Dies. If Mary talks about this, the Alberts will have to insult their daughter and crush their house.

I don't even have to think about what would happen if it were.

Anyway, I bought the Albert family grudges, most of which would cut ties to my son, who was responsible for the family and honor. Needless to say, nobility must sometimes take a stand over love.

Conversely, they can only crush (...) because they know it.

Still, assuming there was a parent ready to bear the sin with his son, then I'd just let him fall right in. I wouldn't even say that my son's sin is a parent's sin... but if we want to fall together, we should respect that will.

As far as those who worked in the house are concerned, we should prepare reception points. No, you're just talking about using the receptacle that we had prepared for the fall of the Albert family just the same.

"Oh, it's not an easy story to get out of here," Mary grinned.

Naturally, everyone shivers their shoulders at that laugh and waits for her next word to reveal her feelings of prayer.

But Mary is unwilling to respond to such a gaze, and of course she is unwilling to withdraw words similar to the earlier death sentence.

On the contrary, he exhaled small when he said he couldn't go out with the farce, and bowed his head elegantly to just leave this place.

"I saw that you were done talking. Now, if you'll excuse me."

"Oh, wait... we..."

"Oh, you still need to talk to me about something?

Student union officers stop Mary from walking out.

I can't feel the force until a few minutes ago there at the earliest, or the charisma they usually entangle. My voice also shivers somewhere, and even if Mary stops her legs and does her gaze at them, she will shut up again.

In front of the Albert family's anger, the student council officers at the Carreria School became just students. Given the overwhelming difference in position and the fact that Mary is guilty of a wrongful crime in the first place, is it more like saying it's as good as being able to stand even in blue?

I was unwilling to pity them or help them, and I sighed when Mary said I was tired. That sigh, which I can even feel disgusted with, doesn't look like a lady or a stranger, as always.

"I'm very happy to hear from you. What more can you tell me?"

I called Mary, who is being done with fever, and wondered if she was actually plotting in the back with a pseudo-morbidity.

To Addy, who buys me a visit back to school every day, he actually said he would be the executioner. He showed off so shallow reasoning that he wanted to laugh with his nose.

Besides, it was Alicia they abused. Mary and Addy abused her for letting her bring flowers and tea to visit her every day.

How shallow, so misguided.

What to do without calling this humiliation.

Yes, Mary told him pale, and he bowed his head again, "Excuse me," he said.

He says, "Don't call me that again" in the dark. The boulders were the student council officers of the Carreria School, and I felt that there was no room to take them away, making the blushing complexion even worse.

This is tantamount to a death sentence for them. At least, the "Carreria School Students Association Board" will end with today.

Besides, the word 'wrongdoing' has even begun to appear in their breasts as they look at Mary's grandeur. No, it's close to certainty now.

That's why they couldn't say anything.

The same goes for wild horses, everyone blues their expressions, and some of them even look elsewhere so as to strike a sila.

The air calms down with the sin, and the cold, which is different from the temperature, wraps around it.

I laughed with my nose when I said that Mary couldn't stay with me in that bitter air, and I tried to walk out of this place to leave...

Bread!

and slapped my hand on Addy's

"That's Lady Mary Albert! Brilliant!"

I stopped my legs with my eyes round my upbeat voice that

……

............... the air that can even feel the cold turns into something unspeakable.

"Addy, you smashed this cool air in an instant. What are you going to do? We can't all react."

"No, ma'am, you're sick, so if you're in cold air, the fever will come back."

"... yeah right. My body's getting cold for a long time."

"Let's drink something warm in the dining room. My aunt in the dining room said," Is the bowl rice lady okay? 'Cause I was worried you'd be happy to show your face. "

"Wait a minute, there's some word I shouldn't listen to right now!

Where did the cool air go earlier?

To Mary, who instantly returned to the Orderly Lady of the Weird as usual. All I had to do was watch that interaction so that everyone would be under pressure.

... and Patrick laughs when he says he can't stand such a heterogeneous air anymore. Always calm, not letting his emotions expose at any time, and combined with their beauty, they can sometimes even give a machine-like cold impression of how he laughs, as if he were old enough.

"Mary, not you at all."

"Why are you laughing in a good mood? There's so much rudeness in catching a sick woman to hang out with such a farce."

"Yes, Master Patrick is terrible! I can't believe you let Mary do this!

"Mr. Alicia, thank you for holding my shoulder, but if you're exposed to so much swelling, you're gonna get an applause for the country smell."

"'Cause Master Mary finally came to school with a disease called" Chienets, "and yet this is how it works!

"Addy, I didn't get tired of you in the mansion, and you were mumbling at school!? You're not the one who should be convicted more than anyone else!

"Look, look, lady, let's get to the dining room! You won't be able to make it to the homeroom in time!

"There's no way you can do a homeroom properly in this situation!

Follow Mary as she complains against Addy, who just walks out to escape.

but I just glance up at him dissatisfied with catching up and saying, "I'm not even going to take a pee break from this." That figure, which does not even contemplate punishment or other fine dust, seems to be the usual Mary, and that does not make it the Albert family's maid of honor until earlier.

Everyone was flabbergasted as if they had switched switches, and Patrick, knowing the circumstances, called Mary's name with a tingle of laughter.

"I'm sorry, Mary. I really wanted to prove it."

"Prove it? You know what you can prove with such farce."

"Don't tell me that. There are too many guys who are mistaken about you, and some of them mention that I broke up my engagement for loving you. So I really wanted to prove it."

Patrick approaches Mary, sidelined by a student council officer who is still in a rigid state.

Standing so in front of her, she gently stroked Mary's silver hair with her supple hands.

Beautiful hands, Mary thinks. His hands are thin and supple, masculine but also beautiful. The number of times I've been offered this hand and given it back with my own is so early that I can't remember.

Even if that hand gently strokes his own hair, his heart rate is still average. Sometimes I don't think I'd be happy to be caressed.

- If I dare say so, I thought my hair might collapse... well, I immediately drove that thought away that there was no way a superalloy drill would collapse due to this extent -

If Mary then stared back at him again, Patrick's colorful eyes narrowed gently and opened his mouth to spare slowly.

"If I hadn't met Alicia, you'd have been the best (...) married person for me."

"Oh, thanks for the best compliment. I'm glad you had enough good sense to notice the size of the fish you missed."

Mary replies with a delightful smile to what doesn't seem like Patrick's compliment.

Alicia and Addy, who, of course, knew that their interaction was due to their mutual respect, looked at each other and smiled bitterly as if they were all aligned.

And now Mary walks out to walk away.

The phrase "I'll see you on your lunch break" when you leave is, of course, her request for an apology.

"Come and apologize for lunch break and I'll forgive you," he said.

To this elusive twisted generosity, Addy and Alicia glanced at each other on their shoulders and nodded back as Patrick smiled bitterly.