Bertina is as discerning and busy as that, and always takes the surroundings with her. It would be a good advertising tower to handle well.
If Mary smiled unexpectedly, she sighed that Addy, standing next to her, was stunned.
"... young lady, you're thinking of something else that's not good"
"Oh, excuse me. I was just thinking about the migratory bowl shop."
"Really? But don't let your stomach sag about the migratory bowl."
Mary nods and returns to Addy's words, which are twisted.
Fortunately, talking about a bowl of migratory birds earlier didn't cause any remembrance or stomach bugs, but it would be good to stop them one by one.
That's what I thought, then the moment I thought about telling another story, a deep sigh broke in.
It's painful. That's what Margaret sent out.
Until earlier, when she smiled like a hunter and courtier, she now has a worried look on her face. The gaze turns in the direction Mary lied earlier about "there's Bernard". Doesn't it look like you're looking for him there?
To her expression, which does not seem to be, Mary and, on the contrary, Addy and Karina, who were having a conversation outside the mosquito net in the middle of the conversation, turn their gaze to her.
"Mr. Margaret......"
"... oh, I'm sorry, I was a little bored"
"Yes...... Could it be that you care about what Mr. Bertina told you?
If Mary asked as she peered, Margaret sighed small with her gaze pointed elsewhere again.
"I don't care, you'd be lying if I told you. It's not just because Mr Bertina told me no. Don't get me wrong because she told me that I was young and childish, and I said no."
"Resentment is good, keep going"
"I'm in awe. Mr. Bertina didn't tell me, but you still care that you're older than Bernard. There's nothing I can do."
Margaret laughs like trouble. It's a masochistic grin I don't usually show.
But the fact is, the age difference cannot be overshadowed by the person scratching. Her ambitions, too, just can't do anything about it. That's why Margaret exhales.
In front of her like that, Mary didn't know how to speak up.
"Dear Margaret, you shouldn't worry too much."
"... Dear Addy"
Addy comforts Margaret with a calm voice. The tone and voice of gentle speaking is such that even Mary, who was confused as to what was going on, is likely to be relieved.
If Margaret looks up prompted by that voice, nature and the two stare at each other. There was also a complicated chest. It did not speak immediately, and silence flowed between the two of them for a few seconds.... Keep staring at each other.
Mary's inner chest squeezed into that sight like never before. I hold onto my chest wondering if my stomach is sagging due to jet lag.
But as Mary remembered her stomach and sagging, Margaret sighed painfully.
"I know I shouldn't care. But there will be young ladies around Bernard. Considering that..."
"I've known Master Bernard for a long time. He is a fine, wise man. It's not like you're moving to another place just because of your age."
"... right"
There is a slight relief in Margaret's expression.
But I guess I'm not feeling well yet. He has a complicated look.
I stared at Margaret's expression like that and remembered the words Mary had heard before.
"My mind won't convince me, even if I understand it with my head"
That's what Luke was talking about.
Whether she was engaged to Bertina or knew Addy's feelings weren't for Bertina either, she told me she'd still be jealous. Isn't it the same Margaret who cares about the age difference even though she can't do anything about it?
Its complexity in the chest is certainly not comparable to that of stomach sagging, etc.
Point your gaze at her as Mary works.
... but how can my gaze turn to Addy staring at Margaret? My stomach also gets worse and I even learn to suffer from heartache.
"Master Margaret is an attractive woman. And Bernard... No, Bernard knows better than anyone."
"... Dear Addy, Thank you"
"And just for the record, Master Bernard often asks me and my daughter about Master Margaret. Hey, lady?
Addy turns to me. Rusty hair shakes, eyes of the same color stare at Mary.
Finally he looked at himself...... and when Mary thought about it and turned back to me she leaned her neck against her own thoughts.
What does it mean at last? Why did you think of that......
But now is not the time to worry about the question. In response to Mary not responding, Addy said, "My lady, what's going on?" and I'll see how it goes.
"Hey, it's nothing. Yes, Bernard, right? He always wants to hear Mr. Margaret when he sees us."
"Really..."
To Mary's story, Margaret's expression gradually clears up.
My loved ones are constantly caring about me, even when I'm away, they're trying to find out about me, nothing more. The best medicine for Margaret, who was depressed about Bernard, is Bernard again.
"Thinking about it, maybe curing your stomach and sagging is a bowl of migratory birds and croquettes..."
"Dear Mary, how does Bernard ask for my story?
"A welcome croquette without a reception...?
"Dear Mary?
"Oh, oh, I'm sorry. I remember Bernard. When he says," I need to ask you something, "it's about Margaret. What is the University of Eleciana like, where Margaret always spends her time and what stores she likes......"
"Bernard... More, let me hear more."
"He was so cute then. Margaret wants to find out what she likes and show her around the country..."
"Well...... More, Lady Mary. Keep that up!
"... you're cute to turn bright red too. Ask me or Alicia what kind of sentence is good for a letter greeting. Find out what kind of text women like, and they want you to be a little happy."
If Mary laughs with Couscous, Addy talks to Bernard. The Alberts and Dies are more interactive than the former ones, and Mary, of course, knows Addy from the time he was born.
That's why if you two talk about this and Bernard, Margaret's eyes will shine.
Then when she leaned down, she exhaled deeply and grabbed her fist small. "Ok," the whining voice is small, but I can feel the feeling of being out of line.
"Thank you, I'm fine now"
"I praise you for your modesty in the gutspaws."
"I felt weak because I didn't seem to."
Embarrassing, Margaret grins gracefully holding her cheek.
The way the product laughs is exactly like a courtesan, with Mary and Addy looking at each other and clapping their shoulders. - By the way, why at this time did Karina subtly pack her load, stand up subtly, and leave subtly gracefully -
"Don't worry too much, Mr. Margaret. Everyone can be weak."
"Right. Thank you, Addy."
Margaret, who's coming to thank each of us, looks just like she usually does. Good...... and Mary exhaled in relief.
But the next moment I blinked my pussy and eyes because Margaret had a funny way of revisiting the story, "Forget it".
If you look at it, she's still smiling gracefully.... but it wouldn't be my fault that those eyes are gleaming. Those are hunter's eyes.
I questioned why the hunter had returned in this situation...... with the look Mary had drawn, and I did my gaze to ask Karina to answer to get to know her well. And it just happened that I blinked my eyes because I didn't see Karina.
I get a bad feeling when I put one chair in front of me that has become a shell.
"Hey, Mr. Margaret. Karina's been gone for some time, and we should probably..."
"We still have time to make a promise to Bernard. Tell us his story in detail, in detail, in detail, in no extra detail."
Mary drinks Gokuri and Saliva in an unspeakable force with or without Margaret.
This hunter is starving...! and enough to scream in my heart. I feel so much pressure from Margaret that I can't tell you.
"Both Mary and Addy have known Bernard since childhood, haven't they? That's enough to be missing memories with me."
"Well, not so much. I just talk to him from time to time. Hey, hey, Addy."
"Oh, yeah... It's a little close."
Mary and Addy withdraw their foreword as they smile with a pulling smile.
What a whitey, overbearing fallacy. Instead, he was not deluded and smiled slightly when Margaret dropped her gaze all the time against desperate Mary and Addy.
"... overlooked the best sources."
Mary shrugged away at her whining that
Don't get caught, this will get longer, if you don't run fast, then the alarm will go off in you.
But it just rings. In front of the hunter, who shines his eyes, there is no way for any of us to escape, even the Albert lady. A migratory bird on a bowl without a bag of rats.
And the alarm urging the retreat must be ringing among Addy, who, after turning his gaze elsewhere to think for a while, spoke as he pushed away the grin he had drawn.
"What you and I know is overlapping. It won't make sense to hear it from you two. I beg your pardon..."
Addy, who stands up slowly, intends to run away with Mary in his shadow.
The moment I heard that, Mary grabbed his arm tight.
"Addy, what are you talking about! Even if it's the same memory, men and women receive it differently. The opinions of men matter too!
"My lady! Isn't that good, you two take your time talking! I... I'm going to fry my dinner croquette! Because I'm on duty now!
"I'm not letting you get away with it, and that's not your job as a cock!
Stick to Addy's arm as Mary lets him get away with it, calling him Kiki.
But at the next moment, even Mary but Addy stopped the pita and movement at the same time because of the sound of Kachan and his tall.
The sound of Margaret placing the teacup she was gracefully drinking on the saucer. I must have broken it into two interactions to make it sound like it.
Such a Margaret smiled softly when she realized that Mary and Addy's gaze was slowly directed at her.
What a beautiful smile. Though my eyes are still gleaming.
"This exchange study, you can't go home with your bare hands"
To Margaret, who so gracefully affirms, Mary exhales...,
"... study abroad in exchange, study hard and go home."
I turned to her as I complained about the sighing.
Addy rebrews tea because he thought it would be a long shot.