If Bertina is involved, she withdraws... and if such interaction takes place many times a day, on the contrary, Mary just gets sick of it.
Still tangled up in Bertina several times today, alone time with Addy, who visited in that. But nature and the topic became about Bertina, and Mary sighed "more troubled children".
Something tells me that Bertina is "noisy and I thought you were here at the showcase" and that "even the kindergarten is a lot more important". Lots of disgust.
On the contrary, sometimes she hits Mary deliberately or steps on her feet pretending to be okay. Immediately after that, Mary smiles and says, "Never mind," because she apologizes whitefully, "Well, excuse me for being so decent.
Mary could be more ridiculous in her surroundings if she jumped to blame.... or for Mary, who gets Alicia's fast tackle every day, I don't know the extent to which the little Bertina bumps into me a bit.
"Your daughter is an alloy."
"Alloys are old vertical rolls. … no, the vertical roll is not an alloy either"
If Mary blames you for being rude, Addy turns to you with a strange face.
I glanced at it for a while, then Mary sighed.
"Well, but there's a guy next door who gets stormed by a country girl, and he's always tapping me lightly, and he can work out his body and mind."
"I have my current daughter because of me... Love."
"Where is love?"
Giroli and Mary stare at Addy. His light mouth remains the same now and in the past, compared to this it is the ringing of kittens such as Bertina's direct loathing.
The biggest enemy was here, thinking about it, and Mary tried to blame Addy for her light-hearted mouth, and swallowed up the words he'd gone out with for talking about earlier.
"Tell me if it's really hard. I'll do anything for your daughter."
"... Addy"
Besides, Bertina would listen to me if I spoke directly.
"No!
Mary hurries up to Addy's suggestion.
Reaching toward him and grabbing his clothes, I've been looking at this one with my rusty eyes round.
"Ma'am, what's wrong?
"... No, I'm fine. Nothing."
Mary gently releases Addy's clothes. But my voice is rubbing up so much that I feel it, and it's like a lie.
Myself, I don't see why I stopped him in such a hurry.
The moment Addy spoke Bertina's name, Moya in her chest spurted up in an instant. Passing the back of your brain is what Addy looks like being held by Bertina. That memory increases Moya again.
Driven by such unspeakable discomfort, he grabbed Addy's clothes aggressively.
"It's kind of crazy lately. I guess I'm tired of getting too busy..."
"Ma'am, are you okay?
"Let's go home and take it slow"
A little rest should fit Moya in the chest as well. That's what Mary thought and walked out with Addy.
That's how I walked for a while and stopped at the voice I heard "Oh, I'm in a good mood".
Sophisticated, high-flying voice. If you look back even as you get sick of your familiar voice, it's Bertina who was there, of course.
Mary dropped her shoulder and said, "It's been an hour." This is how Bertina showed up an hour ago, complained to Mary, and ran away. The resurrection is too fast for you to be shot and weak.
Bertina is now adept at losing earlier as if she hadn't, and has shown off the water bottle in its hands. It's a very normal water bottle.
"I'm not interested at all and I don't want to hear it, but I'll ask you a question at once. Mr. Bertina, what's wrong with that?
"This is called a water bottle used by ordinary people. It's a cheap cup of tea that ordinary people drink inside. I picked it up to learn about the lives of ordinary people. If you ask me, Mary smells like a common man. I thought it would suit your mouth."
Bertina pours tea in a cup of water bottle in front of me on purpose. Apparently, you mean drink it. No, maybe you're not willing to drink it to anticipate what she thinks.
How easy it is to understand. Mary accidentally flaunted her shoulder and reached out here to the cup offered to give her a ride.
Of course, I know what Bertina will do next. She drops the cup just before Mary receives it. This is what happens when tea leaks from a fallen cup and dirties Mary's skirt... It is cheesy harassment.
Imagine that far and Mary tried to receive the cup from Bertina's hand.
At that moment,
"Well, I accidentally dropped the cup!
"Come this way, my lady."
"Dear Mary, you came here... Yikes!
and three voices were uttered almost simultaneously.
It was Bertina who first explained her breadth in white.
Then it was Addy who guided Mary.
And the last voice doesn't belong to Mary...... Anyway, Mary is just circling her eyes at sudden things. I have no voice.
At that moment, as Mary expected, Bertina accidentally dropped the cup. The tea that had been poured could be smashed into Mary's skirt...... it should have been.
But just before that, something attracted Mary's body.
If Mary looks down at her body as she blinks with her pussy, she hasn't gotten one spot on her skirt. Instead, I have a familiar arm tangled around my waist. Something hits my back, too.
It's like someone's holding you from behind.
"... Addy"
"Ma'am, are you okay?
If Mary looks up as she looks back, there's Addy smiling calmly. He held me in his arms and protected me.
Mary's cheeks are pop dyed by the strength of her arms, which hold her tight against the gentle voice color. How dependable.
protected and embraced by him, thanks to which his heart and body are warm...... should be
There's no way there's cold air in the bottom.
Protected by Addy's love, Mary's heart warms in addition to...
"... No, I can't turn away anymore. He showed up at the perfect time, but what happened? Mr. Karina."
Addy is holding me tight - I can also say we're warming each other up - and Mary asks, Karina, who stands gracefully.
Rin as always, but with a brown stain on the ivory piece.
What do you want? Tea.
Why?... Because at that moment, Karina ran out of tea that Mary avoided.
"What a bad time..."
Mary shrugs unexpectedly. To Addy, you can't utter a word anymore, even embrace Mary.
Speaking of Bertina, by contrast, although I feel bad about the minute, I still say, "I just accidentally!," he complains.
And Karina... this is a surprisingly clever smile.
If one sees her nature and the total stranger to this day, a dazzling smile that seems captivating at a glance. Motherhood even makes me feel. Isn't an ivory colored piece more prominent in her femininity and more like a Virgin?
... but the cold air drifting from it was not unusual, and a drop of tea that had accumulated on the hem of the skirt fell to the floor with Pichan.
At that moment, Mary grabbed Karina's arm in a much breathtaking panic.
"Mr. Bertina, run! I'll stop this place, get out of here!
"I'm not running away from you! I'm not scared!
"Don't try! You'll make me step out of my life! Run if you want to live your rightful life!
If Mary urges her to retreat, has she become unnecessarily mean or Bertina still shows her attitude of response?
But Karina smiled gracefully as she shook her spotted skirt,
"... that's a delicious cup of tea, a treat"
to the word, that's right. You guessed this couldn't be won, screaming small,
"This is a strategic retreat!
And he made an excuse to call and rushed away.
I look down at Bertina's back, which gets smaller, and Mary exhales in relief.
"Good, I could have saved one girl..."
"Dear Mary, don't tell me anything bad about people. I was going to thank you for the treat."
"I'm afraid to smile at that."
I forgive Carina, who still smiles, as Mary suppresses the cold air.
That's how I turned my gaze on Karina's skirt. Not a few drops of spots are spreading, and the pale ivory color is extra noticeable.
You won't even be able to go home with this. Did Karina think the same thing, from a smile to a bewildered look earlier?
"Here's what got me involved, let me apologize. Addy, bring me a towel and change of clothes."
"I'm in awe"
Addy bowed her head respectfully and offered it to Karina as she took off her jacket.
"Please sit down somewhere and wait. Until then, put this on your knees."
"But Master Addy's jacket..."
"It's okay. Besides, it will stand out in that state."
So I tell her, and I give Karina my jacket, and Addy leaves.
Do you want me to talk to the school and get something for you, or do you want the Alberts to hurry back and bring clothes that are going to change?
Either way, it's gonna take a while, so let's sit on the bench somewhere. Yes. If Mary encouraged Karina, she nodded, too, and walked out trying to hide the stains on her skirt with Addy's jacket.
"Master Addy is sweet."
"Really?"
I returned to Karina's words as I rounded my eyes that Mary had been told something unexpected.
Then I turn my gaze to Addy's jacket hanging on her lap. The man's jacket is big for the skinny Karina, and it hides the stain on her skirt on every knee. It would only look like a kneecap in the distance.
To Karina's words as she stared at her jacket like that, Mary thought about Addy as she remembered how unspeakable she felt.
I wonder why, strangely restless. Unlike the flawlessness of being praised for his companion…, a strange twist springs up in his chest.
"Addy's been a member of the Albert family since she was a young girl, and if you want to, you can take care of her. But I'm an excellent squire."
"Right. Mary is so sweet and dependable, she's always around, and she's jealous."
"... jealous?
Moya in Mary's chest squeaks into Karina's potpourring words.
I guess this is where you should fall in love with Karina's words, or say, "But if there's a gap, you're going to be rude." Words don't come out even if I know that.
Karina's words to compliment Addy catch on. From Addy's jacket placed on Karina's lap, from her hands touching it, I can't get my gaze off of her somehow.
Does envy mean that Karina is also a good man like Addy?... No, not 'like Addy', maybe...
Behind Mary's brain, Bertina's figure passes behind her as she hugs Addy, stares at him and wields her affection. At the same time, it whirls and is so uncomfortable.
Pushed by such discomfort, Mary opens her mouth.
But before that, Karina sighed. He strokes his jacket to his thoughts, and his eyes lie down to think of someone. Such a carina gives me a sense of impatience in Mary.
... but then Karina let it go,
"Oh, my God, it's just my leg."
To the word, the violin that was gushing in Mary's chest disappeared.
It disappears beautifully. No, rather than disappeared, should I say frozen and dispersed in the cold air drifting from Karina's words?
The discomfort disappeared, but is this too rough to heal?
"You're only putting his foot down..."
"Well, but you're excellent as a footrester"
"That story, do you continue?
"It's just the right height. And lately, I've come to my feet, presuming that I'm going to ring my heel three times."
"Addy, come back soon and bring some cold gear if you can..."
Mary shrugged in a cut as she shuddered at Karina's cold air as she continued her conversation with pleasure.