Hated Young Lady Accepts Her Fate

"... Dear Alston?

The first person I turned to was Arthur Alston, who couldn't have been here.

"?... Oh, Miss Wellbellsley"

Arthur looked down at me with a slightly surprised look when he first noticed I was there because I was called by name. Whatever you think, this is the one that's supposed to be amazing... I think I'll pull out the lens that won't help.

"Where did you come from?

Though what I'm trying to say is like a mountain, for now, I'll say my biggest question. In the first place, this place is private property, and it's never easy for others to come in.

The area is surrounded by implants, and there's a sturdy fence on its exterior. There's only one way to the mansion, and that was right in front of me until earlier, so if he came from the mansion, it's odd that I haven't seen him. Besides, if you visited me from the front door correctly, someone would have come to let me know.

(If so, where the hell did these glasses come from?

I don't know. There's a chirp between my brows. Arthur behind me, a fine implant behind Arthur. Isn't there only one answer to the current situation?... trespassing.

"Never mind, I have a little errand to interrupt"

"... you'll be determined to care. How can you be so grand when you're a trespasser?"

To him, who answers my questions and only responds somewhere out of focus, is better than angry. Maybe his flighty words and actions are better because he's after them.

I also think I'll stick it out to the guards that I'm a criminal to Arthur, who won't even show me how bad it is. Though I guess I'll be wiped out by the power of the house anyway and end up in jail.

"Don't worry. As soon as I've done my errands, they disappear."

"I'm not even worried about you. Besides, what can I do to get you to a place like this on purpose?

I try to say that with irony and frustration about trespassing, but as usual, Arthur's expression doesn't break.

"I mean here, I need to talk to him... him. I wonder where you are. I didn't know you were here."

"Him," Arthur turned his gaze, saying so, of course it was not me, Cat. He didn't even notice me, but he kept a close eye on the cat.

"Master Alston, this cat... do you know anything about cats?

"Oh, this is Kevin"

"... Kevin"

A complex emotion springs up on Arthur, who answers the cat's name lightly without even looking at me. Is that against Arthur, who knew the cat's name, or against the fact that there are adorable owners named after this cat?

"... Cat"

And I just thought to myself, To the cat, the name Kevin doesn't suit you.

That's what I thought and squealed. To the nickname I called familiar, Cat turned a blind eye to me.

"Hmm. Apparently he's not Kevin."

Arthur, who was watching the situation, said so with utmost lightness.

"What? Didn't I just tell you you were Kevin!

"Oh. But if Miss Wellesley doesn't call him Kevin, I guess he's not Kevin"

Shame on Arthur for truly taking his word for himself when he says something like a Zen question. Yes... here's what he said. Regarding your cat's name anyway, I guess you just said it appropriately.

Without worrying about me as I lay my hands between my eyebrows and silenced myself, Arthur began to speak to the cat as he came to her front.

"Too bad. I thought you were closest."

Its side, which seeps and talks through a more serious atmosphere than usual Arthur, had the power to fall in love with it if the situation had been different.

Yes, unless that's where you trespassed and showed your hairy upside down threatening cat to your opponent.

(... freak, no it could be a pre-freak issue)

Arthur may be someone who is genuinely dangerous, although I always thought he was a weird person since I started talking to him. At the same time, he sneaks away from Arthur so he doesn't get noticed.

Stay away from the danger, son. Curiosity kills cats as well is a lesson I learned with myself today.

"Where's Kevin?"

But to the name that came out of Arthur's mouth, he stops his foot, which was inadvertently retreating. Who's Kevin? Wasn't this cat's name?... I just asked my cat something in the first place, and there's no way I'm going to get an answer back.

Of course the cat is roaring without answering the question, and Arthur stares quietly at the cat. I can't help but think it's good to have this place away from the mansion in the schematic of me watching over one of those.

"If you don't answer, I have no choice but to use force."

Arthur was hanging out with the cat for a while, but he still seemed to be in a rush for boulders at the cat who only roared low.

A glance at me makes me smile just a little bit with my index finger to my mouth. Zowari and chills rush up and his body trembles at the sharp gaze of Arthur and the expression he's never had before.

"Miss Wellesley...... you don't think it's good to stay like this, do you?

I couldn't even ask back what was going on.

Tied to Arthur's eyes as if he'd forgotten how to breathe. Moss green eyes that usually remind me of the foggy quiet woods, where I was concerned about my glasses and never really looked directly at them. Is it because of your mind that from time to time different colors seem to reflect from the sparkle?... would his eyes have had such strange colors?

"That's why you..."

Jerry.

The moment Arthur turned to me to say something and tried to take a step... the cat jumped at him with momentum.

"Cat!?

"Huh! Well, don't get me wrong. I'm not going to hurt her yet."

".................. I can't believe it now!?

Forgetting the tension earlier, he sends a cold gaze to Arthur, who said the opposite with his mouth that he wanted him to be happy a few minutes ago. I said too much, so I almost overheard it.

"I'll tell you what, I'm not the kind of person who feels happy being harmed, am I?

I accidentally teach Arthur that with half eyes. In case it was even misunderstood, it could be a stain for a lifetime.

"Oh, that's not what I meant when I said I'd do harm..."

That's how you perceived my anger, the cat waving her sharp nailed forefoot toward Arthur. Nice cat!!

"... Hmm, no"

But Arthur shrugged so avoiding it, he took a book out of his nostalgia and threw it at me.

"Yikes!

"Well, let's give that back. Unfortunately, I couldn't read it."

The book, which I missed receiving and landed on my lap, was completely unmemorable to me to be returned. One letter is not written on the cover of the book, and I can't even deduce the content.

"... hey, what is this?

"It was in the library, so I borrowed it for a while."

"What? If you're going to give it back, don't go give it back to yourself properly"

I borrowed it from the library, but I couldn't read it, so I guess you're telling me to go and give it back. Though I may buy it and give it to you only the courage to try to use me as a small room.

But before me, Arthur leans his neck strangely.

"But it belongs to Miss Welbersley, so it's a hassle twice, isn't it?

It's like I'm wrong, but this one gets confused by Arthur with a decent look on his face.

This book, though not mine!?

But before I could open my mouth like that, Cat struck Arthur with her forefoot again.

"I have no choice, let's try to get it back out again"

Now Arthur, who had avoided it by not flying behind him, returns his heel and heads for the implant.

"What? Hey you, I'm going home without a really busy explanation!?

I didn't even know exactly why I came here or how I got here, after all, about the cat.

I'm surprised at his unsolicited behavior and stop calling him that, but Arthur muttered a word without looking this way.

"I'm sorry, but I don't like cats. I can't stop sneezing."

That said, it disappeared straight across the implant.

"Is... Huh?

When I was so distracted, Cat jumped into the implant after Arthur again. As for yourself chasing the cat, I envy Arthur being chased by the cat, how dare you escape reality.

"... cuckoo"

Return to me with the sneezing sound of your own voice.

I sat on the spot blurry for a while, but at some point the day was tilting. I don't even think about how long I've been confused, and I just get up and walk out the road back to the mansion.

"... my, oasis"

The pompous and grunting words disappear into the evening sky.

Weird. If it were true, my mind, healing and footing would have been lighter by now...... Think so, shake your head loose.

"No, there couldn't have been any healing on my chosen path..."

It was myself who accepted this path, and it was myself who decided to throw everything away.

Yet the cat realizes that she had been sweet enough.

"There's no such thing as sadness!! Yeah, not at all anymore! I can't believe my fiancée betrayed me, my brother betrayed me, and my cat abandoned me!! It happens all the time! Yes!"

At least, I've had three betrayals of my fiancée.

"There's nothing like being left behind by a cat now! Heh heh heh heh heh heh heh"

Zushiri and I laughed aloud, holding a book that felt unwillingly heavy.

I felt the orange sunset seep in because I'm sure I'm tired. Yeah, I'm sure it is.