"You're the rumor, Rosie. I heard your granddaughter was taken care of the other day."
Please do me a favor, hold the hand offered.
You mean pre-emptive attack?
Well, Daita, maybe you have an idea why I'm here.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Viscount Albert Glendreck. I'll take care of Mr. Merkluk."
Disappointingly gripped hands are covered in thick skins.
This is the result of years of accumulating loads. I'm not just working out my body.
The body I looked up to is about 175 cm tall and emits an intimidating atmosphere just standing on my body that I have worked out enough not to make me feel old.
Is it best described as a masterpiece?
It doesn't make sense where I was asking about my previous reputation.
You wouldn't know what it's like to be scratched around in your stomach unless you actually confront it like this.
"I hear we need to talk. Come on, let's go to the back reception room. What would you like for a drink?
"No, I don't want a drink. I'm not staying long."
"Ha, you won't be so reluctant. Yeah, I got some apple juice for your favorite. Let me get it."
"... care, it hurts"
The clouds are suspicious as soon as possible.
I'm not talking about a level more than I thought.
How to take the lead in the conversation, how to exert pressure, and when to blackmail - all of which are first-class.
Is that natural if you think about it?
The aristocratic society is not sweet enough to be made up of the exercise of strength alone. It is only by controlling the tongue battle that we can maintain our authority with the Ments.
I caught a glimpse of why he had won power so far.
"Merkluk, prepare a glass and juice for five. Wine for me."
"Yes, sir."
That's what Lucru says. He shows off his perfect bow of accomplishment.
There's no need to hide it anymore.
You mean Lucru, who behaves like a tyrant in school, is just a servant here?
and an elbow that pushes gently against the flank.
I almost screamed a lot of surprises.
"... eh. I wondered what Celia was, if her heart would stop."
"You don't have to stand on the arrow."
"Huh... Huh!?
He grabs his collar and puts his face close to the distance his nose and nose are likely to touch.
Red eyes looked at me like blood. [M]
"Are we a team? Then we should all share the burden. Didn't I?"
Without asking the answer, Celia gently hits her forehead on my forehead.
Then I let him go to thrust.
"You always laugh at me with an invincible face. Otherwise, you might regret betting on you."
Phew, and I see Celia smiling softly, and at some point I notice myself with a raised corner of my mouth.
Yes, I did.
Breathing disturbances can lead to disturbances in the mind.
Laughing is the quickest way to get the right breath back. Even if you don't speak up, just make a smile and it calms you down.
"Thanks for the help. I was totally swallowed by the atmosphere."
"I knew from the beginning that Albert Glendreck was such a man. You took on the spearhead of intimidation, so I stayed calm."
My hand is held inadvertently.
It feels familiar, like I've been connected many times. I didn't have to bother to find out whose it belonged.
"Rosie, I'm with you."
"... thanks"
Take a deep breath once and change your mind.
What did I look like the next time I looked up? [M]
I don't know for myself.
"Ho."
But Albert's reaction to welcoming us in the reception room told the whole story.
"You look good. What kind of change of heart has happened in the moment?
"I don't know."
Yeah? And I look at Albert with a twisted neck from the front.
'Cause you wouldn't understand what I just said to you.
"Interesting"
Kuck, and throaty Albert shows the couch with a delightful look.
"You should call. Both of you, come on."
Lower your hips on the sofa with superior skin as they say.
I'm in the middle, with Riesha and Celia sitting on either side.
Albert sat face-to-face across the table, and Yuri with a puzzled face sat down next to him.
"Excuse me, sir."
Lucru with the tray in one hand enters the reception room with a polite bow.
Put the glass in front of me, Riesha, Celia and Yuri and pour apple juice over there.
I looked at the label and noticed. This is the same thing I'm serving in the dining bar "Annemone's Night”.
Albert raised one eyebrow unexpectedly to me when I rang his nose.
"Didn't you mind?
"No, you like small work, I just thought. I hope you don't get me wrong, but I'm never disparaging you. I love small work, too."
"Ha, you're still a man of your reputation. You are. That's good, it's been a while since I've enjoyed this."
"I hope it meets your expectations"
Raise the glass at the right time when the drink has gone.
Reesha and Celia looked at my face many times with an uneasy look.
It's okay, I'm not poisoned.
"Rosie Mystiglia, I liked you more and more. There aren't many customers who can honestly put what they serve in a place like this."
"I can't even do it. If I had judged you by your reputation alone, I would have done the same."
"So you judge me by something other than public reputation?
"You are a great confident man, a sadist who feels comfortable empowering people to obey. There's no way you'd take a better approach to poisoning a drink than a handyman."
"Ro, Rosie kun!? What did you say to your grandfather?"
Yuri, keep your mouth shut for a second.
To Albert, who told him to block him, Yuri shuddered his shoulders and moaned his mouth.
"Exactly. Looks like you've been studying a lot."
"Yeah, so even for this drink..."
Hit the glass.
The high noise echoed the wide reception room.
"No poison in it"
Ringing his throat and then saying so, Albert nodded contentedly.