"Master Bertina definitely has a memory of the game."
Yes, Addy assures me, the night she came back from the party.
I took off my dress and bathed, and I was tired so I went to bed... and Mary went back to my room and an unfamiliar invitation was placed on my desk.
Looking inside,
"Dear Drill Albert, Alloy Drill Memorial Service Night Section"
It says: The date is today, and the time is about right. The place is... Addy's room.
The lettering spelling them was beautiful, and how good it would have been if this had been a decent text... and Mary narrowed her eyes as she looked at the invitation.
"Don't be weird and invite me to my room properly!
That's what I complain about, but I still weave my jacket.
That is how the venue of the Alloy Drill Memorial Service also went to Addy's room, sat on his bed with our face, and received tea… it is an earlier word.
Apparently, Bertina told me a lot during the dance, and she got confirmation there.
"Master Bertina said mean things about your daughter. It's not the 'weirdo' or 'alloy drill' your daughter often calls you, let alone the 'bird bowl warrant lady' or the 'sensitive dog trainer'. Mean, he said."
"Wait, I'd like to hear about the two new additions, even if the first two have already given up."
"Even against me, my daughter is bullying me, but she's forced to marry me, and she decides from the edge that she's the perpetrator and I'm the victim."
"Large dogs (Alicia) are the same, and the crying habits of small dogs (Parfets) have not been cured. I'm not ashamed of being an agile dog trainer. … no, not if you're being modest"
Once again, Mary returns to me and turns to Addy.
Not if you care now that you're a dog trainer just a bird bowl. It's about Bertina that we should look at right now.
But when she tells me that she has a memory of dramatology, there is no surprise for Mary, only the thought of it still. It's what I expected.
"I thought so. All the harassment of me is in my memory."
"To memory, is it?
"That's right. The harassment she does to me is what Mary did to Alicia in drama."
Making fun of you for being a common man, bumping into you, dirtying your clothes... Take the person you want in front of you at the party at the end of the quote.
Though things have changed somewhat, they are all harassment carried out by Mary within the game and cartoon of Dralogy. Isn't it exactly like following the surroundings and flirting?
Alicia was hurt by these harassments in Dralogy. The cartoon, among other things, painted a clear picture of the psychological situation, with many scenes inviting tears. Alicia hurts and tears after being harassed, and the offensive characters gently comfort her there... a one-pattern but mind-boggling development.
Talking about it, I got a wrinkle between Addy's eyebrows.
"... I can't imagine Alicia hurting me to that extent"
"Alicia of Dragonology had a crushing weakness."
"Alicia's, hit and weak...? Are you talking about being physically hit?
"You're confusing me with the stunning fact before. She's not the same as Dragon Science again, so you can judge her as someone else even if you just look at her endurance. Well, aside from that, now you've established that Mr. Bertina has a memory. Then…"
I hung up to say what to do, and Mary smiled with a nymphomaniac.
Funny, I thought.
I used to harass Alicia as a villain's warrant lady, and now I'm turning to the side of getting hit. That, too, comes from Bertina, who is supposed to be Alicia's friend. In the meantime, Alicia is trying to protect Mary from Bertina.
Each position and behavior may be misplaced.
How funny.
As always, this world is a little dramatic, but how come sarcasm has worked for Mary's taste?
"Okay, take it. Let's stand up."
"Lady, do that again..."
"Sometimes even I want to act hated and be decently hated. Besides, in the unlikely event that Mr. Bertina makes me say goodbye, I can give you the Villain Lady's seat."
Mary laughs in a good mood.
In contrast, Addy stood up slowly with a disgruntled look and stupidity, "Don't even know people's minds".
Mary got on the bed where she sat, and as she turned behind her, she hugged me from behind.
What do you mean, "Don't even know people's minds"?
"I don't feel good if Bertina likes me. Yet, as if to incite…"
"Not good, try to be jealous once in a while."
"Jealous?"
To whom? and Addy give a loose voice between them.
He wasn't there when Luke was talking. It was attached to Bertina. I remember that, and then Mary told me about Luke.
If it can't be taken away with my head, I know Addy doesn't feel like it at all, and I'm still too jealous to love Bertina. So bitterly concerned Luke was talking......
I hear roaring voices from behind me as I explain that, but apparently Addy feels jealous and complicated.
"It's not my hobby to be jealous."
"Jealous? Addy, have you ever been jealous, too?
It was her first ear, and when Mary was surprised, she heard another roar from behind. I resent her for a long time, and I wonder if Mary can do much about this.
Addy and I had a long relationship, and that's what we've been together since Mary was born. But for the first time, he was jealous of someone.
I accidentally glanced behind my back with Mary hugged.
"Hey Addy, who were you jealous of? Why? Why?
Tell me, Mary asks. But Addy just groans with a much harsher look.
Apparently he doesn't really want to talk about it.
But his stubborn attitude and expression unnecessarily aroused Mary's interest and prompted her to respond by gently shaking her own body, "Because I'm not telling anyone".
If Mary forced him to do so a few times, did he lose his roots or Addy opened his mouth with a sigh of sigh......,
Gabriel, and I've been biting Mary's neck.
It's like a sweet bite of a cat without pain, and still Mary screams unexpectedly.
But Addy bites Mary's shoulder and neck in yet another place... There was also more force in her arms that only held her by heart, and Mary twisted her body desperately.
"What! You surprise me!
"Someone named you...!
"So stop...! What a grudge!
"There's no way I'm jealous other than about you!
"That's why chewing...!
Mary stopped saying things when she yelled at me.
I rebut Addy's words earlier in my brain. "It can't be anything but about you," he said.
That is......
"For me? Is it my fault?
Confirming him to change it, he will be more powerful in his arms, which he had originally embraced stronger. If you look behind your back with a chill, isn't Addy's cheek bright red to the ear, on the contrary?
Later, when I noticed Mary's gaze, I distracted myself from her sight when she said she couldn't stand it. Even that is loving.
But if you laugh at that love now, you could jump out and get bit again.
"About me, who were you jealous of?
"I'll talk to you if you promise not to laugh"
"I wouldn't laugh if you promised me you wouldn't bite any more. We'll see about that."
"... let's wrap our scarves around tomorrow"
"You're already on the trail."
Was it too late... and Mary flaunts her shoulder.
Though it bit me, it doesn't hurt, but apparently it leaves a solid mark. Now you're sorry. Addy's going to kiss your neck muscle, but that's another trail, so it's a grand tour.
But I can't help but follow it. Besides, it's kind of sweet and itchy to mislead the neck marks with a scarf. - Of course I can't say that.
coughed up with Cohon to mislead such a mumbling itch, "So?," he urged ahead.
"Who were you jealous of for me?
"I don't think I'm familiar with it... but it's Patrick."
"Patrick?"
Unexpectedly Mary asks the name she heard from behind her back with a parrot back.
Patrick would mean that Patrick I was with until a few hours ago that wasn't anything else.
Hideous eyebrows, martial arts, someone everyone admires. So much so that they even say there is no such thing as a lady who can't be in a hurry for him. There's no way Addy, whom I've known for a long time, doesn't know that perfection.
In the meantime, Addy and Patrick hang out as friends.
If Mary shrugged against Patrick like that, Addy sighed when she said she knew.
"I think it's reckless for me to be jealous of Master Patrick. Besides, I always thought that Patrick was the right person to marry your daughter."
Addy's tone, which speaks of his past mood, seems somewhat painful. I notice it and slip over his chest so that Mary can comfort me.
He talks about when Mary still didn't know how Addy felt and, on the contrary, she didn't even realize how she felt.
At the time, Mary also wondered if her marriage was to Patrick. It is good for each other's family and their sight, and more importantly, for both families. I don't have romance there, but I have friendship, and that would be enough, and I even thought that if political marriage is friendship in the usual social circle, it would be better.
... If I marry Patrick, I'll stay with Addy the same way. Without even realizing what I'm really like.
"If you marry Master Patrick, your daughter can live without any difficulty. No more good luck for the Albert family either. Even though I knew it, and even though I knew hostilely that Patrick was upside down, I was still jealous."
"You are..."
Mary hammers at Addy's story, which is heard over her back, with a rubbed voice.
The heartbeat is fast and restless at the words sincerely uttered, his stories being revealed.
My face is hot. No, is it your face that's hot? Is that the body you're holding? Is that your heart? I don't even know that.
Floated by that fever, he leaked his exhale, but even that exhale is hot.
"Think of me. You're jealous of Patrick..."
"Everyone is jealous. Patrick isn't the only one who would be jealous of Alicia and Parfett if she took the girl."
"Well, jealous"
"That's right. I'm jealous and I have a strong appetite for exclusivity. Your daughter has been caught by a troublesome man."
"Really, this is not going to get away with it."
I guess it's a shade of light. I joke and tell Addy, and Mary jokes back, too. Of course, I don't want to run away.
Still, it's the sweet way to be Mary that you pretend to tell me that you've got a mouthful. How sweet, myself, him. While intoxicated by its sweetness, he pushes his groove and back of his head against Addy's chest.
I urge you to talk more, instead of sweetness. The sweeter the better.
"My jealousy isn't normal. I'm jealous. Not really..."
"I'm jealous. Not much?
"When I get drunk, I tell my colleagues, 'If your daughter is going to marry Master Patrick, I'm going to marry Master Patrick too...!' Cause you were stupid!
Why - I really don't know why - to Addy, who speaks with dignity, Mary groaned, "You do......" and slipped out of Sulri and his arms.
Suddenly my arms were empty and Addy said, "That!?" and raises the missing voice between them. While listening to that, Mary dressed up in a room wrinkled by the fact that she was being held.
Sweet time is over, punch your hands and rearrange.
"Come on, Addy, let's get some sleep. Tomorrow's early!
"Fast?"
"Yes, I do. Because..."
I'll tell you why, and Mary laughs niggly.
"Because tomorrow, we're going shopping!
If you declare that, Addy, who has stretched out his arms to capture Mary again, says, "Shopping?," he tilted his neck.