Hated Young Lady Accepts Her Fate

My handkerchiefs all have elaborate embroidery. However, it is white embroidered on white fabric, so it is difficult to spot it at a glance unless it is also a pattern that I like a lot.

Even so, I was full of heads about the tea party today. I mean, I'm pretty sure this handkerchief belongs to me, but I can't tell if it's what I was using today or not.

(Still, I can't believe you're spreading your handkerchief without acknowledging it in front of the owner!

Fortunately, there was no visible stain on it, so I'm glad, but what Esther did is a very insensitive act.

(What would have happened if I had wiped my nose? It's a terrible disgrace...)

I am exposed to my filth in front of people's eyes… I am just frightened to imagine. And at the same time, the anger that springs up with two.

I know I should be thanking you if I were you, but I don't feel that way about what happened.

"... please don't touch me!

But it was myself who dropped the handkerchief. Shame and unscrupulous anger.

From Esther's hand, receive a handkerchief to take away.

Honestly, you'll never use anything that touches civilian hands again! And the idea of refusing to receive it also came to mind, but I still can't have my used personal belongings in their hands.

(... or is it really a drop?

In the first place, my handkerchief is here as it was given to a suspicious person earlier.

Then what the hell is this handkerchief that Esther had?

Were you bringing two today?

Or not the handkerchief you dropped today?

The possibility is that Theobolt Sterling picked up this handkerchief before yesterday.

(I am concerned, however, that it was delivered late.

It's enough to pick it up on purpose, so I guess it was meant to be delivered.

He knew this handkerchief was mine. If I had picked it up yesterday, it would have reached me this morning if I had told my servant right away.

Why are you in Esther now?

(And how did Theobolt Sterling find out that this handkerchief belonged to me... so many students from the same initial)

Just think about it, I doubt Esther's statement.

In the first place, I even wonder if Theobolt Sterling really picked up this handkerchief.

- Maybe it was stolen.

Pong and the words that came to mind abruptly.

Put that in your mouth without any particular doubt.

"No way... didn't you steal it?

Say it, then rethink that the possibilities can be great.

Indeed, from the Esther of the common people, this handkerchief would want enough to get his hands out of his throat.

(I'm not sure. It's more realistic than Theobolt Sterling!

Esther is a classmate, and something often gets tangled up. I've had many chances to steal a handkerchief.

Besides, the purpose may not simply be to lust, but to get me into trouble.

If you think so, the possibility arises that you spread the handkerchief earlier because you did it intentionally to humiliate me.

(Yeah, that can't be happening)

It's only been a few days since I've seen her this time, but I'm pretty much harassing her for abuse and disparagement.

With that in mind, I went into this action. Yeah, it could rather be a lot.

With the derived answer in his chest, he stares closely at Esther with a suspicious eye.

"Huh? Yeah!? I won't do that!"

But Esther denied it by shaking her head vigorously just because she was out of her mind.

Well, no one will admit their sins so easily.

"So tell me, where did you pick it up?

"Huh? Because it's not me, Theo..."

Esther frowned like she was in trouble and answered that with a weak voice.

Suspected of kindness, Esther seems more wolfish than expected. On her unusual expression, her spine trembles with zombies.

Though this is different from its original purpose, shouldn't we try to hunt it down more?

Lick dry lips perky to the exhilaration that came abruptly.

He desperately suppressed the corner of his mouth, which was about to rise, and further questioned Esther without breaking the tone he blamed.

"... you kept it from Master Sterling, didn't you? Then didn't you ask Master Sterling where he was falling?

"I'm not listening! Because it fell, I'll deliver it..."

Esther's excuses are disjointed. I suppress the unexpected desire to sigh.

To my expression, which is no different than Pickle's, you realize that whatever you say, you can't listen to me, and Esther's big eyes are twitched with a membrane of water.

(Oh? You remember this flow...)

Polori, a large tear spills from Esther's eyes, and at the same time a deafening voice is called from behind.

"Hey! What are you doing!

(... it's Dejab)

Face behind your back with your inner tongue pounding.

Then there stood Scott with an angry face, as expected.

Crying Esther, Stuffing Me, Angry Boy Student. How many times have I seen this sight?

As a matter of course when I pleaded not guilty, the first full season of abuse made Esther cry, and as soon as the hero greeted me, someone was flying.

More often than not, I suspected he was being watched. Well, that's all I made her cry, too.

(When you get into this pattern, it's a hassle...)

I felt exalted until earlier, but it quickly cools down.

I wake up stuck around Esther with most of the heroes who come in. That's the annoying smell I can't wait to get.

(It's tidal time around here, isn't it? It's a shame, because Xing came on board)

Sigh, switch heads.

Unfortunately, I turned to Scott as I stepped away from Esther.

"It's nothing. I was just asking Esther where she picked up this handkerchief."

"What? No, no, why are you crying, Esther, just asking questions!?

Look at the handkerchief I have, one blink.

Strangely tilting his neck, Scott stuffs his expression at me again as if he remembers it all the time. It's disgusting.

"Come on? Didn't you even get dust in your eyes?

I look in love in the direction of the day after tomorrow as I push Scott back.

Then he imitated Esther, tipped his finger over his chin and poured his neck, and he was excited to pose. I was wondering if you could just take Esther somewhere.

"... no, the boulders won't fool you"

What a subtle expression Scott sees in me that includes sadness, but you know what? There's nothing scary about me living in a flash.

"It's okay, Scott..."

Still, a plundering voice falls on the spot so as to block him from opening his mouth to say something.

Esther as she leaned over grabbed Scott's shirt sleeve.

Scott's cheeks blush all the way down. But the moment I saw me, whose eyes were drawn to the act, I became stiff and blue.

"Hey, I just got misunderstood... it's okay, I, I'm used to saying this, you know!

Esther with a leaning but bright voice. But I can't hide my voice trembling with tears everywhere. No, I'm not hiding it, I guess.

In Esther's case, I can't tell if she's vegan or after it. Though I would definitely go for it.

"I'm sad Amelia doesn't believe me, but I'm, I'm fine, Scott. Thank you for your concern."

Esther slowly looked up at Scott and grinned as she wiped her wet cheeks with tears at the back of her hand.

"Esther..."

Scott's eyebrows fall back to him.

(You know so that his mood is in his hands)

This is definitely already, I guess, struck by its health and kindness. Like a maiden who only falls in love with her heart, her eyes are moisturized when she lurks.

Esther looking up at Scott with a smile and Scott staring at it as merciful. Peachy air that begins to drift between us.

"Yes, that's it!!

Punch the bread and hands, smashing the space stained with peaches.

My palms hurt tingly because I slapped them so hard, but I hide my hands on my back with an unfamiliar face. Double this pain and give it back to Scott next time.

Esther sees this one with a pompous look in an instantly foggy atmosphere. Next to that, Scott turns a resentful face. That's why I didn't know you looked like that.

"Come on, my story isn't over yet, Esther!

"Uh... that's why Theo-kun picked it up, so I don't know, huh? You don't have to believe me, believe me about Theo-kun!"

Esther answers, being taken aback by the atmosphere and pulling in tears as well.

"Hate, I have no knowledge of him. Believe it or not."

Scott, who was listening to my conversation with Esther, raises his fearful right hand to apply for a statement.

"What is it, Master McGregor? Speak up, please."

"Uh... I don't know, do I?

I was scared. I said it in the end, but that's a real bummer.

You noticed my half-eye, Scott keeps deflecting his face diagonally down.

"Uh... why don't we just ask Theo the truth directly?

Scott's opinion is good. I snort, too.

"I'd love to, but you're home already, aren't you?

To turn it around tomorrow, it's gonna be a hassle and it's gonna be important.... or it's definitely a project that Alex will be putting out. No, it's a case.

(Yep... let's reflect on this)

It's fun to abuse Esther, but nothing steps on the tiger's tail. The only way to confront a tiger is at the end.

I still want to clean up this matter by the end of the day at all costs. Could Esther have stolen it already?

"Theo, you're not home! I'm in the library!

If you were thinking about that, you would have guessed your own pinch, and Esther would come up from the side to pinch your mouth with momentum.

"... what?

"I was a handkerchief from Theo-kun heading to the library!

Eh, he says it with his mouth, and Esther prides herself on it.

Scott, staring at Esther like that with a faint look on her face, looks at me and hips and lowers her voice.

"... the library, is it?

Hey, if you knew that, why didn't you tell me sooner...

Open your mouth by suppressing the rising anger. What the hell was the exchange so far...... my voice gets as low as crawling down the ground.

I laugh at Scott alternating between you and me and Esther with a blue face, and Esther doesn't notice or care, and so on.

"Theo-kun doesn't, he likes to read your books!"

"Yeah, he's in the library all the time after school. I bring books to the salon to read, even if I have some student council business."

Scott nods at Esther's words too.

"That's a lot... you've changed."

"Right!"

"I wonder?

To my words, Scott and Esther return the opposite reaction.

What a distraction to see each other face to face and skip question marks after I say it.

"Well, I know where you are, and I'm going."

I was supposed to go straight home, but I've been stopping by for a long time.

I just want to clean up my errands and get home as soon as possible.

"I'm not going to be careful!"

Esther waves and drops me off with an expression that also doesn't see any shards such as the earlier moisture.

I've been thinking about this for a long time, but isn't this girl broken somewhere?

"If you see Theo, you can solve all the misunderstandings about Esther!

Because he's such a good boy!... and I'll give you a glimpse of Scott complaining with my eyes.

"Punish your suspicions, sir."

"... if you say that, you'll come back to yourself one day."

He stares at me with worrying eyes, even as Scott is frightened.

As he narrows his shoulders and laughs with his nose, he turns his heel and walks out to the lifting mouth.

"I completely agree with that."

I returned Scott's advice without turning around.