Bertina, who should have lost, came back two hours later.
As high as ever, she is flustered as if there had been no earlier defeat. That's how I approached Mary with a flickering, loud shake of the overhead ribbon, and I kept saying hello to this lookout.
But the next moment he smiles adorably and when he turns back to Addy, he touches his arm. Mary also admires the speed of this transformation. Addy has his cheeks pulled rather than impressed.
"Dear Addy, I didn't expect to see you here."
"... right, hey"
Return it with a smile that Addy pulled. When he touches Bertina's hand, he gently releases her hand from his arm and leans towards Mary. No, should I say you're running away?
How easy it is to understand that attitude. Finally, I hid behind Mary.
Most importantly, the physical difference between Mary and Addy is historical, and most of his appearance is exposed because saying he hides behind his back doesn't mean he gives in.
Don't come over here overflowing from there. I didn't say Aura.
But Bertina didn't even notice the aura, and now when she turned her gaze to Mary, she purposefully said, "Oh."
"Dear Mary, is that a textbook in class?
"Yes, I am."
"... you didn't let Master Addy have it?
"To Addy? 'Cause it's my textbook, not my stuff."
You deserve it, don't you? and if Mary returned it, Bertina gave a strange look. "Is that it?" But "Why?" The whining voice seems to have sincere doubts, so much so that a question mark seems to be floating over her head.
By the way, Bertina seems to be on the move for class, too, but she has nothing on her hands. Oddly enough, I guess I'm still letting the surroundings behind me today.
"Well good! Dear Mary, would you like to lend me one of those textbooks? I'm interested in college classes."
Bertina reaches out to me in an unscrupulous manner that I don't think is the borrowing side.
I don't know what the hell you're thinking...... and Mary stared at her in surprise and said that Addy would lend her own textbook. I don't like Bertina, but I guess you thought you couldn't give her Mary's personal effects.
"Well, Master Addy is sweet. But I'd like to borrow Mary's textbook."
"My daughter and I have the same textbooks."
Then I'd like to see Mary's notebook.
He exchanges Addy's offer and gently shakes the hand that Bertina offers to rush him. What a suspicious story, or are you up to something?
But I know what I can do in textbooks. Dirt, tear, to that extent.
No matter how you scratch your feet, cheesy harassment, it doesn't hurt to lose one or two of the textbooks to Mary, a courtier of the Albert family. I won't hurt you, I won't harass you.
Unless, for example, this is a student from a common people......
So much thought, and Mary returned to me when Bertina called her first name.
"Dear Mary, could you possibly lend it to me? How mean of you!
"Oh, I'm sorry, I've been thinking. Textbooks."
Go ahead, and I handed Mary one of the books that she had in her hand. Properly chosen, used in college classes. Of course Addy has the same thing.
As soon as I received it, Bertina deliberately said, "Come on!" He raised his voice.
"I mean, I accidentally tore it...!
Hearing the white Bertina words, Mary still murmured inside.
After all, she was going to break Mary's textbook.
What a cheesy harassment. I don't have any products and I am confused with children. Doesn't that sound like a villain's warrant?
In retrospect, in the animation of Dralogy, there was a development in which Villain Warrant Lady Mary broke Alicia's textbook. Alicia, a commoner, could not buy back textbooks, and the scene of repairing them with tape was healthy, inviting pity and enhancing catharsis to later reversals.
... Most importantly, Bertina said,
"Yabu... Yabu... Kabu no..."
And, he was desperate to break the textbook, causing him to cry indefinitely.
Why did you want to break a whole book?
That, too, ignores any book making and goes straight next to it.
That's what she seems to be working on, her arms trembling and even her overhead ribbon shaking.... but textbooks don't even freak me out.
Naturally. Anyway, materials from the University of Carreria. The cover is made of solid thick paper, more importantly, a volume of more than five hundred pages.
It's not something a lady can break by accident.
"I want... I want no...!
"I can't, give up a whole book. Or, look, when you print this one, you can break it."
"I don't like it! I accidentally broke this textbook... my hand hurts no...!
Bertina screams as she grabs the textbook.
Mary also wondered what was wrong with this, and peered into hand to see if there were any textbooks that seemed easy to break. Such a soft made textbook that even the boxed warrant lady Bertina seems to break...
There's no way there's such a thing. How about a notebook?
Yes, the moment Mary thought about it and tried to break a few pages of her notebook to try it,
"What are you doing?
And I was called out.
It's Patrick. He's got the textbook with Mary with a strange look on his face. I guess he saw Bertina and still couldn't grasp the situation, now he turned his gaze to Addy.
Asking for an explanation, the blue eyes are complaining.
"Well, if we talk for a long time... we won't"
"Isn't it long?"
"Master Bertina is just inadvertently trying to break your daughter's textbook."
"You're not sure after a short time.... but yeah, break that textbook"
Something tells me Patrick stares at Bertina.
That's Mary's textbook there. Bertina is desperately trying to break it, but that's the material of the University of Carreria, not even Vic.
Instead, there's a strain on Bertina's hand, her hand shivering plumply, "Why can't you break it...!," cries more uncut.
Staring at Bertina like that, Patrick called her with a sigh.
"Miss Bertina, you seem to have a lot of grudge against that material."
That being said, his voice is heartless or chilling, making him feel somewhere harsh.
Addy and, on the contrary, even Mary, who was leading Bertina through this, gave Patrick a glimpse of what was going on. Stare at Bertina. No, I can even say I look down. The chilling Patrick now is nothing like him.
"The author of that textbook is someone I know. He was a very diligent man and when I told him I was interested in his field before, he bothered to make time to talk to me."
"Oh, really?
"He told me he had a hard time writing up that textbook. Running around, researching mountainous materials from scratch, saying it's one book that I poured my heart into..."
Patrick's voice gradually drops the tone. Doesn't that sound like a dramatic patrick even said 'chill out'?
Whatever you decide is inferior is relentlessly truncated, and the only thing you smile at is heroin. Coldness far beyond cool. I do remember that the coolness was alive and well in the dramatic animation, and the cooler the fans overheated.
Patrick now is like Patrick in Dralogy himself. It's unfamiliar to Mary.
Did Bertina also convey that cold air, vikling her body at Patrick's attitude?
But isn't that enough, Patrick still stared at Bertina with sharp eyes, opening his mouth to sigh. What a heavy and intimidating sigh with disdain.
"Do you break one of his masterpieces... How pathetic that you don't know what it's worth."
"Hey, what... I can't believe I don't know what it's worth..."
"I would be ashamed to be a Baltez, or one who puts himself in the same social circle."
I said it out loud, and I lay my eyes down so Patrick would think of it as a fluke.
With such a degree of voice that no one could hear him, he nevertheless muttered with a voice that often went through this occasion, quiet due to his intimidation.
"... you don't need it"
To the words, Bertina finally screamed.
"Dear Patrick, I knew you were being cold......!
with the frightened voice, pushing the textbook into Mary's hand.
"Wow, I, a textbook like this...... I have no use for such a valuable textbook!
"Mr. Bertina, you just said 'I knew it'..."
"We have our next class, and now you'll excuse us!
If Bertina retreats in a hurry with no shards of grace, they will follow. That's how Patrick exhaled deeply when he couldn't see their backs.
"So, how did this happen?
The tone and voice that you look back and ask is his usual. Though there are strains, it is not as cold as the previous protrusion.
Mary also gets impressed with this. Sometimes I wear a cat and pretend to be the perfect warrant, but I don't play as well as Patrick. - Yes, Mary feels it, but Patrick was also clapping his shoulders "not playing as well as Mary". This seems to be the two of us again.
"That's amazing, Patrick. You just felt like a cold-blooded man."
"My acting skills are pretty good, too. So, what did Miss Bertina want?
"It's a little prank."
Mary talked with her shoulders clasped that it was a cute thing and stroked the textbook she had been sent back. Naturally, but instead of tearing, there is no scratch on it.
She was trying to break this. It's like a cheesy villain's warrant.... and.
"Speaking of which, Miss Bertina said 'I knew you were cold' about me when she ran away. After all, what do you mean?
"... Come on, I don't know"
"I wonder if they're giving me weird ratings elsewhere"
Patrick lurks his eyebrows when it comes to trouble.
Earlier coolness was only an act. Neither does it make it seem rare. Even in those few moments, they are followed up properly later.
Harsh, but the harshness is for the other person. Always calmly settled but surprisingly thick to the emotions, that's Patrick's assessment of the surroundings.
Besides, he chose love over his identity and was even prepared to abandon his family name in order to be united with Alicia, who was considered to be a commoner. Then I pushed Addy's back, which I hoped would tie with Mary, so there's no way that his rating would be 'the cold one after all'.
... unless you have the impression that that's something else, like Patrick and not Patrick, 'a different Patrick Dice'.
"Will I try to improve my image to the Eleciana School side with this exchange study for the future? By the way, Addy, the professor just... Addy?
Patrick calls Addy in wonder.
Mary, who had thought about it, returned to me. If you look at Addy so he can follow Patrick's voice, he's stiff......,
"Dear Patrick, please forgive my previous disrespect"
and I bowed my head deeply in other demeanor as to whether this was still the case.
A rusty gaze is misaligned with Patrick when he says he can't see. Those eyes make you feel even frightened.
"Addy!?
"If I hang on to Master Patrick, there's no such thing as crushing my house... I apologize for my previous and future disrespect, please don't get your hands on the house......!
"What's that chilly attitude, don't say anything bad about people?... Wait, what is' disrespect to come '?"
"What is it, it's rude to be thin and cold"
If Patrick complains, Addy returns to his usual attitude as soon as possible. Isn't he an actor again?
If Mary then spoke of a series of streams again, Patrick gave a strange look.
Says the House of Dice is connected to the House of Baltez and has heard about Bertina.
Exactly typical of my lady. Follow the surroundings, sprinkle prestige on the underside opponents, and deal with them with a clear attitude as to who they will be. He said that his parents spoiled him, thieved him around him, and now he has the character of the result without ever getting the painful look of anything that troubles him around him.
But only to the extent that it troubles the surroundings. That's not unusual in the social world. Just listening, a few faces come up behind Mary's brain.
"I didn't hear you do anything so unreasonable."
Patrick tilts his neck when he says it's weird.
With him on the sidelines like that, Mary stroked her scratchless textbook again, sighing about when she could live a peaceful school life.