Common Sense of a Duke’s Daughter

Tanya helped me with my sleep plan, and I went into bed.

And after Tanya leaves, I leave for the balcony.

It's good because I wear it at night, but it's this darkness... what an excuse to myself.

Look at the night sky, and see the city.

It's dark, I don't see it very well.

Because it's a world without electricity, darkness.

But the darkness made me feel good now.

"... an indelible desire, huh? Like an idiot......"

Eat up your teeth...... because you still don't have to worry about someone seeing this ugly face crying intolerably.

My grunt goes away, resounding in the darkness of the night.

Gradually increasing, the amount of tears.

Along with that, whimpers that leak even after eating up.

... Never, I'm making fun of Tanya's words.

Rather, the opposite is true.

Tanya's words were the stars.

I slept in the depths of my heart, an irrevocable desire...... I had.

It's me who's stupid.

I saw such painful eyes, and the feeling that I should have locked them was easily overflowing.

Oh, my God, it's brittle.

Notice, shit.

He said he was just trying not to notice.

He even deceived his own mind for a reason.

If you face yourself a little, it's easy.

Why are you relying on me and being sweet?

When it's hardest, against whom did you get your emotions?

Ugly jealousy came out chilling, why?

He gave up thinking with his head, knowing by heart.

But I can't fail anymore...

To lose...... it was too important.

About everyone who's following me. The territory. And the people who live here.

Before that, I thought I'd go back to being a fool again, when I remember that despair when I was betrayed...... I'm scared.

So I didn't want to.

How could I ask again for something uncertain that I cannot see with my eyes, something that my power alone cannot do?

This feeling of intense overflowing, though scary, apart from it all again.

"I like..."

I spoke up and it fell to Ston and my heart.

In fact, these words you will never utter in front of him.

Because my thoughts never come true.

Love beyond identity is a dream story.

Even Cinderella was noble.

Even Yuri is a baroness.

So I have nothing to tell you.

... because I can't throw away my precious things.

So again, I fake my own heart.

And turn away.

Tomorrow, with another unchanged grin.