Hated Young Lady Accepts Her Fate

When I get dressed, I go down to the garden. Where he is is is largely under consideration, so don't panic.

A short walk through the garden found a red head sitting in a garden chair in the corner where white roses bloom as expected. Al is holding back near him. Until I got here, I guess you were dealing with him.

"You've kept me waiting a long time. I thought you were gonna keep me waiting till sundown."

Before I spoke to him, he spoke to me.

I admire the fact that you got it all figured out, even though it's behind you. What if this isn't me, if it's a servant?... you want to see such a dumb face.

"I'm still in a big hurry. If I had given you my word in advance, I wouldn't have kept you waiting."

"Hmm. Leonhardt also said there seemed to be some change of heart"

Is that referring to my attitude, my hair, or both?

Slowly sitting in the seat across from him, asking Al for a cup of tea, I see Alex seriously for the first time in a long time. As brilliant and intense as ever.

He became student chairman of the Emoldauk School High Department and the tracing son of the Duke of Wolfgang family. He's my fiancée, Alexander Wolfgang.

Burning red hair, glittery golden eyes. The sharp glance of a carnivore is what I used to like so much.

By the way, he and his brother seem to be close, both as members of the student council and as alumni.

"I've been here a long time to look at my face, but I've been a poor man for a long time. I thought you were a sheep mowed with hair."

"Yeah. It's something I've been wasting a lot of time stretching, so don't bother. I should have given it to Muffler."

After a glimpse of me, he says so without much interest, so I return it without emotion either.

He would have noticed why I was stretching my hair. The sincerity of the words I have just returned must also be conveyed.

"Huh. You did something stupid to lose your only strength."

Alex's cheeks twitch and cramp at his words. You bastard... you'll tell me enough.

He says something stupid about my long hair that he praised and the thoughts that he had thrown away all the way he admired himself. And he said that was the only way to handle it.

"Oh, are you sparing my hair? Even untrained in my hair?

"No way."

When he said so to breathe without ever seeing this one, he sipped a sip of tea with a baptized and graceful trick.

You really piss me off. I used to think of him like this as a nice guy who combines aristocracy and cool, but if it didn't take a filter called love, he's the only one who hates and upsets me.

I wonder why you admired him like this......

"With that said, an integration student would have come to your class"

Put the teacup back on the table with a loose trick and he'll say that.

Speaking of which, Esther had already met with her because she had been called to the student council during her holidays.

"Yeah, there you are."

"That's a funny woman inside."

"... although I don't think so"

"That one told me. He hated you and abused you, but he wants to get along. I heard you did a lot of flashy things."

I can turn my gaze softly. At that moment the air stuck in a flash.

Tingling and skin tingling tension. Taste the feeling of being eagled through his gut, paired with his possible aura.

The color in my eyes is contempt. Only that look in his eyes is going to clog his breath no matter how many times he's been directed.

"... come on? I don't remember. Besides, I have no desire to get along with little cunning female monkeys. Yes, tell me."

But stirring up a body that seemed to shudder, I say so without distracting myself from Alex.

My feelings for him and the way I've been treated are no longer in my past. Even if I'm going to be treated badly again, I'm still not going to be frightened.

I've decided that I'm going to do my destiny. If this is the case, we won't talk about it if we're frightened of him.

If he says he's a righteous hero who defeats me, he wouldn't be appropriate as a villain if he wasn't at least as powerful. I know it's hard to cross parity with Alex, but the goal is to have more fun.

Resolute also renews, turning to him with strength in his eyes.

"... I see. But I don't think he knew I was your fiancée. I was just talking about you."

"Well! Did you go out of your way to confirm that public story with me? Oh, I'm surprised you've been so kind."

No matter how much you invite from me, to a habit that didn't even give me a reply, I'll laugh with my nose all the time, including without saying.

From earlier on, I feel a gaze from Alex that explores me from time to time, but ignores it and takes a cup with tea. It's getting a lot soaked up already, but I'm not going to ask for new tea.

And I finally figured out why Alex came to the house.

(That woman...... you're behaving differently than before!!

It was before it was decided and autumn that Alex would cry that she was being abused by me in the loop I've been repeating. From there Alex moves, and I am driven to an irrevocable ruin.

I wonder why she's behaving differently than before... No, I wonder if you're right.

At least in the three loops I went to school, whatever I did, her behavior didn't change that much. The same goes for other humans. Though fine relationships and interactions change, the big things that shape fate are always repeated at a set time, as if they were baked copies. Also, there is no way to avoid it.

That's why I gave up and accepted. If it doesn't make any difference.

But why has this changed so lightly this time...

(I knew it would catch something...)

My heart's concern must have been on my face.

Alex mistook it and asked abruptly. Well, I'm not even here if I'm wrong.

"... you don't seem to care much about that one."

"Are you talking about Esther? Yeah, I hate it."

"Why? We would have just met today. Don't even know what's inside. You're saying that because she's a civilian."

"Of course there is. That's not all."

"Huh. You got nothing to say to me about that?

What the hell am I supposed to say? Whatever you say to this guy doesn't matter, he says he's been through it with himself.

"Totally. To nothing. This one too. I have nothing to tell you, Master Alex."

So why don't you go home soon? The contents of the cup are about to be emptied.

So you cry to your parents about the wound?

"What? Scratch, is it?

I didn't understand for a moment what Alex was talking about. But with the gaze he explores, he slaps Tong and his own arm.

Oh, is that even in my ear? The boulder is the student chairman. Well, that's all the fuss, so I guess the students are already spreading rumors among the teachers.

"No, because I have already sanctioned that on my own sufficiently. It's not about crying."

Above all, that was originally a cat scratch. If you take care of it and it's a problem, that cat will be disposed of at its worst. Above all, it's about him, he's got a bad personality, even though you realize it's not what Esther put on the wound itself.

"Fine then. Depending on it, I thought I'd move, but it doesn't seem necessary."

"Well... Master Alex seems to have loved her for a long time..."

"Come on, I don't know"

With that said, his mouth angle is lifting loosely.

Surprised... Alex cried to his parents about the wound and told them that if they were going to expel her from school and push her into suspension, they would stop her. How much do you like it in just one day!?

Perhaps if I had told him about the wound, or if I had cried to my parents, I would have been forced into distress by being exposed and called a liar. Even though it is true that she was injured, everyone will lend their ears to him, the student chairman, more than my impatient lady.

Always poking at this one's weakness. I really don't like men.

You heard a satisfactory response from me, he takes a seat. Looks like he's finally coming home.... I'm so tired.

Suppress me from wanting to sigh, and I'll take a seat too. But when I felt my gaze and looked up, I saw him looking down at me. I wonder what it is, is there anything else yet?

"Don't give me too much of a hand on that one... you wouldn't ask me that, would you?

That's what they said in a quiet, but derisive voice. That's a stupid question.

"Yeah. I'm sorry to hear that. Whatever you say, I don't care what you don't eat."

"Then you should be prepared."

That said, he just turns his back on me and leaves saying he's lost interest. I wonder how many times I've dropped off that back I've never turned around. Unfortunately, I asked you to wait.

But now I'm gonna say it to you with less desire to laugh out on that back.

"What now. I was already ready."

I don't know if that voice reached him or not.

Because I was walking out on him, too. No more motivation to drop that back off, no more fine dust.

I'm a villain's warrant for haters.

Now he can drop me off with a clean, flashy splash on my back.