Hated Young Lady Accepts Her Fate

Her lower back, stomach, lungs, and critical compressions clogged her breath.

Until a while ago, even this bitterness made me laugh that love is horrible because I thought it was a pain in love that burns my chest.

"Ma'am, what can I do for you?

A day after the unsure glasses raid, a samurai who had squeezed a corset in one of the mansions early in the morning looked suspiciously into my face. At some point, he was really laughing.

"No, nothing..."

Nothing, I say, and I shut my mouth.

"... well, I was thinking about Alex."

After a while I thought about it, I answered that. The servants of the house don't know that me and Alex are still apart from Al.

Everyone still thinks I admire Alex, and now I'm trying on a dress to go see Alex. Apparently, it would be better to answer honestly than to mislead weirdly.

"Oh, we're almost to Alexander's party."

But Alex's name fluttered with a tightening of the corset without a heart.

"Alexander might be thinking about your daughter by now."

"Well, Alexander will be in love with the lady."

In a quiet room, a voice without discouragement sounds. Is it also my fault that the words given by the maids who were helping me wear them feel like they are slipping up somewhere?

"I envy you - such a lovely fiancée loves you, my lady"

I see mockery now in their eyes, where jealousy and envy are usually hidden... really, is it my fault...

"... yes you are, you are too loved and your breasts are painful. Even so far apart, Alex's love has reached me."

I hide my breathlessness and answer like I'm pretending to have a tranced look. The tightening of the corset loosened only slightly to the word.

"... the lady is really loved."

"I also want to be loved so much by the lords -"

The maids' heartless words roll indoors. Daikon actor is also a stuttering bar reader.... I wonder if my acting earlier is still a few steps away.

Thanks to the cold conversation between the acting amateurs, the temperature in the room will be dropping a few degrees.

(Well, there's nothing wrong with what you're saying.)

Just because you don't have eyes and emotions, doesn't mean you're blessing us.

The old me would have gone through this one, and even if I had noticed it, I would have flushed it as jealousy. I'm jealous of what happened with Alex because I felt so good.

(But if you make a mistake, you say you'll lose your job...)

Originally my relationship with the servants was pretty bad, but nothing so blatant has ever happened to the boulders. Because I won't let that happen.

In the mood of one of my poor ladies, the servant's neck flies. And the wise shall cover up their mouths, and the foolish shall open their mouths, and go up to the stranglehold.

... then are they fools?

(... Impossible)

At least with the samurai's girlfriend, she's been dating for years. Well, until the third repetition, I didn't even know his name.

(I wonder if they were asking about…)

What comes to mind about their attitude is what they talked about with Alex in the garden a few days ago.

I don't think Al would listen to that, so maybe one of the servants was listening to that conversation.

(You did give Esther's name then, too, so you'll be able to find out soon)

Their community can't be fooled. They can get through to civilians and nobles, and most importantly, they love careless rumors and speculation.

A lady I hate may be dumped by her fiancée. Moreover, the opponent is close to us.

I guess that only lessened their fear of me, and on the contrary, they started looking down at me. Is the loss of respect an easy thing to do?

The point is, I've been so scared and exhausted, but I've been such an amazing young lady to be seen by beautiful, beautiful and noble ladies. But now, as a beautiful, beautiful but just exhausting lady inferior to the civilian population, I guess some of them have been rewritten.

Oh, that's crazy. It should have been much later for the servants to think so...

(Also, it's not like before...)

From one change, unevenness arises so that it is chained. This has never happened on repeated occasions.

Run your gaze around unconsciously, looking for something. Then I had an unexpected eye for one of the maids. When she was doing that trick to fix her hem, she glanced at her surprise for some reason, but quickly tided her cheeks, creating a grin and a grin.

"I'm sure if you meet a lady in a dress, Alexander will be more and more in love with the lady!

From her mouth, a bright voice burst out, breaking the frozen air. She looked familiar laughing at what made her happy. When I cut my hair, it was a maid who scolded me not to dew my emotions.

I remember how much she remembered to be resented, and how there was no interaction to be liked.

"After all, Master Alexander has eyes to see!

But I can't see the color of ridicule or jealousy in her eyes, which behave as if she hadn't noticed the tight gaze of the servants around her.

I scolded you then for not expressing your emotions openly, but now it's the only words I want to say to the servants around me.

"... Yes, you are"

As always, the expression and sparkling eyes that can't hide emotions remind me somewhere of Scott. I convinced Ston that it was probably a similar race. A creature called a dog seems to miss humans unconditionally.

"The meeting between the lady and Alex must have been lovely ~!"

While she talks pleasantly, she cleans up her job thoroughly.

"I, I never heard of you then. If you don't mind, why don't you let me hear it?

The words froze the air around me. Some old familiar samurai bites off her lips while laying low.

That would be the case, too. Meet Alex is the only happy Cinderella story I've ever had, and it's a great love affair. When you say even the love of a friendly opponent opens up, the love of a disliked opponent is close to torture.

(Well, to me in love, it's just as damaging...)

There's, well, let's break it off as a pain division.

Nevertheless, before I repeat the year, I told this story because I was already so good at it that the servants of this hall should be listening to the octopus in their ears...

I smile back at her with a smile, and this one smiles back.

Foreword withdrawn, she never seems to be of the same race as Scott.

"Fine. For once, I will allow you to immerse yourself in full surprise."

However, don't stop working.

That's what I'm gonna say to the samurai who's biting her lips off and hardening. The samurai immediately smiles and arranges heartless rhetoric, but from what I hear, the temperature in the room just drops.

"Right. That's when I was nine..."

Memories of those days overlap with dresses that are worn steadily.

With that said, it was a dress of this color that I was wearing then as well. Blue dress like a deep sea, like a spring night sky. He told me that dark colors make my hair more attractive, so since then I've stopped wearing bright colored dresses. Even this dress was tailored for him.

... but now I know that guy really likes bright colored dresses.

To the emotion of tightening his chest, he closed his eyes softly, unable to look directly at the dress any further.

But ironically, meditating on my eyes always reminds me.

Um, have a brilliant moment.