How to Escape from an Implacable Man

"Marizia"

Master Crest, when he returned, breathed relief when he saw me reading heavily in his room.

It's been the fifth day since I've been locked up in my room, and I'm disgusted with this every day.

"What were you reading today?

"It's a history book. You were in King Schram three generations ago, until the twelfth queen, right? Surprised."

He said that even King Shaman's reign, which swallowed the surrounding countries and expanded their territory, only had five queens under political tactics, but this king was a real favorite. From the time of Prince Wang, he saw a beautiful woman with a nod at the inspection destination, and spoke with a woman with a tight ankle in the castle. At that rate, he said, more and more queens were added. The proximity must have been a bit of a struggle.

"Sounds familiar. I hear he was a good king."

Listening to me, Master Crest dresses from knight's uniform to room attire in the back bedroom. This is the usual, too. The door connecting the room remains open, but of course, peeking is not a big deal. If, on the contrary, you accidentally peek, it can lead to giving them an excuse to peek. I wanted to avoid that for me, under the cooperation of Ms. Amalia, dressed across the conflict and dying to not be peeked at.

"I don't know who surrounds more than one woman without political consideration."

Master Crest, who grumbled to throw up, comes back after a change of clothes, sits next to me.

It's the usual behavior, so of course I'm not upset.

I don't either, but...

(Because this is a question of nothing)

I was just a little nervous and raised my face from the history book at hand.

"I was reading King Schram's story and I thought, how did Master Crest take me?

"- Because I saw you in the feast seat?

Unfortunately, they didn't make sense of the intent of the question.

Ugh, I wonder how I can ask and get the answers to my questions back. It is visible that if you ask poorly "what do you like about me" or something, you will be dying of shame on the return of the unhelpful answer "all" and you will make money from bone breaks tedious.

Yes, I changed my mind.

If you know what I'm obsessed with, you might see a way to crack this situation down, too.

"I am a civilian daughter like anywhere else. I want to know where Crest finds value in me like that."

is, embarrassing......!

But I'm patient. It's time for patience.

Think of the composition of the magic formation at the edge of your head so that your cheeks don't get fever with shame. Master Crest in front of him opened his eyes slightly wide, then smiled with a heartfelt joy.

It's such a rare indication of joy that I was rather amazed at this one.

"You've been thinking so much about me, Marie"

No! No, it's not, but I want to deny it all!

I was only thinking about Master Crest to break the status quo, and I never think about it in that sense...... right? Bad, I'm getting more and more anxious.

While I was confused, I was stroked on my cheek as I slept. It's a sword. These certain hands are a little rough, and they remind me that he is a knight with a workout.

"Marie. - Marizia. Only your eyes will lift my emotions."

The ever-increasing and sparkling emerald eyes peered straight into my eyes.

Close! Close! My face is close!

"You pick up the emotions that I was able to shove into the little box a long time ago, grind them up and give them to me. It was foolishly after you first disappeared that I realized that you were a rare person."

I just couldn't face it, and I refused his hand and bowed down.

The glittering poetic expressions were arranged with when I did it, so I can't keep up with the decryption function, and most of all, I'm embarrassed...!

Conn, Conn

The noise of a reluctant knock blocked the voice of Master Crest, who also tried to hang on to the chase.

Talking about what the paperwork was like, I took a breath, haha, dropping off Master Crest's hindsight as he left with Mr. Hurl, who came to call.

If I had been under Master Crest's offense as it was, I would have been unable to keep up with my thoughts. I think that guy just needs to skip the power of the Trinity offense that his face, voice and words create once and for all.

"... Well"

He spoke consciously and switched his head.

Think about what would happen if you skipped the poetic expression of Master Crest's words earlier.

The first thing I found out was that he realized a clear obsession when I first fled back to your master.

It's the first time I've seen it since I was gone.

Speaking of which, Mr. Trontan, who took care of you in Deventio, was moaning when the guard dog's bear evaporated. You think he was a dog pushed by his eldest daughter who went to his wife, but he got lonely as soon as he was gone?

I've never had a dog, so I can't properly empathize with it, but I can tell if it's a sense of loss when something that's always close to me is gone. It's 'Marie' for me. I also had a little chore done when I couldn't get my hands off the medication, and conversely it was convenient for me to stand watch when I boiled the medication solution. It's really inconvenient right now. You have to do it all with your own body. Well, that's normal.

I may have missed the conversation a little, but I can see the sense of loss or lack, the sense of jealousy that day after day, I lose what I had at hand. But there's nothing I can do about this. I just need you to get used to living without me.

- So, one more thing.

Sure, you said you'd pick up your emotions, brush them up and give them to me. What does that mean? I don't know what it means to hone my emotions or anything.

(... hmm? Emotions you could shove in?

Speaking of which, I previously heard from Amalia that she stopped putting her emotions on the table because of bullying from her brothers up there.

Yes, I thought you were going to do terrible things. At least because I couldn't think of it at home. Well, if I had a hippo bullying my brothers, I think I felt like working.

Well, for that reason, I've been able to idolize "Your Highness on Ice," but I can read his euphoria from the raising and lowering of my eyebrows and the angle at the edge of my mouth in order to gauge Master Crest's good mood and bad mood. Well, I made a desperate observation. If you say bad things when you're bad, you're gonna get your neck kicked!

If you decipher the poetic representation of Master Crest earlier, maybe that's what this is all about.

Am I desperately reading Crest's own ambiguous expression of emotion and teaching Crest that again?

I don't know my emotions, what's going on?

Hmm.

I got up off the couch, trying to look out for a change of mood.

As soon as possible, the colours of the creases and visions are inverted. There was nothing like falling over because I rushed to grab the back of the couch, but it took me a couple of seconds until Dizziness settled down.

This happens a lot these days. Are you inadvertently putting too much magic into your diamonds, or are you simply short of exercise? I'm sure the latter.

(At least I wish I could take a walk in the garden)

There are only a few steps from the couch to the window. In this case, my legs will fade before long. Maybe even that's his measure, cum, and something cold runs on his spine.

(No way, I don't think that far......)

The garden, which stretches beneath his eyes, also stands out as a falling leaf, totally dressed for autumn. The sky dyed red at sunset, even the garden dyed red. Even if you want to walk all the way and do a dress in Azumaya Higashiya, you won't get permission.

"Marie?"

Master Crest, who came back, pulled me from behind by the window with a hug.

When I stare out the window, it's always like this.

He gets anxious that he might run away again. Damn, there's more to worrying about. Under the circumstances, how do you expect me to escape?

Oh, my anger kind of boiled down to two.

Lately, even though I am aware that I have become emotionally unstable, my emotions are not suppressed even if I am conscious.

"You can't even admit to leaving the room, but you even restrict looking outside?

Crest's arms only tense to his tongue-including voice. Even such a trivial "sayin" trick irritates me by measuring what is about half the confusion and frustration.

Uh, uh, not today. It's an uncontrollable day.

"You've had enough, haven't you? As requested by Mr. Crest, we'll be together in the morning, we'll eat together, we'll be together until nightfall. You're restricting your place, you're living with little freedom, and you're taking any more from me to the freedom to look outside?

Spitting out the togetherness won't cure the frustration in your mind. Even though I knew I couldn't, the stress of being pushed into it goes wild with no other place to go.

I grabbed the arm that was turned on my hips all the time, but it wouldn't let me go.

"Please let me go"

"No."

To Master Crest's immediate answer, I bit my teeth tight.

"No, sir? That doesn't work either, this doesn't work either, how much more bans do you feel about it! Besides, you would be using the word the wrong way in the first place. No, it's not, I don't like it, isn't it?

There was a beauty in my arms that even passed me through confusion and became completely faceless if I found myself in "Yoshi" and "Torah" all the time.

"Marie, what are you so angry about?

That, word, somewhere in my head, sounded like a "puff" cut. I understand from a chilled perspective whether this is the one called Tochibago.

My vision stained bright red to see if I'd even tried to understand it, even though I'd overlapped words many times.

I've been working hard.

I was wondering if I could find a compromise at all.

Because you're a human being, I thought maybe you could talk.

I'm sure you have a point to persuade me.

Concon, and I felt like there was a knock. I felt like I heard a worried Mr. Amalia.

But that, too, really doesn't matter anymore.

"Please leave"

……

"I don't want to see your face pushing just for my convenience without even listening to people. If you say I'm not supposed to leave this room, then you're out!

The moment I screamed, Master Crest's expression turned into something I saw for the first time.

"Marie......?

"If you don't like eyes that don't show you, you just have to decide! That way I won't have to look at your face either!

It's the limit of patience now.

Even the usual polite tone screamed roughly, making a loud noise with the baton and opening the entrance door.

"Dear Crest! You mustn't hurry!

"Dear Marizia! Are you all right!

It was Mr. Hurl and Mr. Amalia who came in, followed by several servants.

Amalia held me tight as the male servants stripped Master Crest from me, headed by Mr. Hurl.

"Both of you, calm down"

Without much resistance, I dropped off with a cold eye that Master Crest, who looked stunned, would be taken outside the room.

I was already waking up a self-abandoned Yakuza, no matter what.

◇ ◆ ◇

"Have you calmed down?

I exhaled, ho, with a mouthful of herbal tea brewed by Mr. Amalia.

"... I can't do this anymore"

Pouring, and weak sounds spill.

"I have no idea how you're going to listen to me."

Amalia just sees me like that hurts. You won't be on my side if I tell you I want to run away. I'm sure you still have expectations for me. So I won't say anything.

"It's still better if you just force me to stay by your side. Not that one either, not this one either, what exactly do you want from me? Even if I didn't like him, does that mean I should just be beside him?"

I seriously don't get what that guy thinks.

To put it further,...... I don't even know how I feel.

I wish I hadn't seen his face the moment I left and screamed like that. Regrettably, though I know it's too late.

It's against the rules to have that look on your face.

"Master Marizia?

I guess it's because I've been silent for a long time. Amalia was peeking at my face worryingly.

"... sorry. Things seem a little off today."

I tried to put a smile on my face that it was okay, but I failed and my mouth cramped.

"Sometimes that happens. Not to mention this situation. I can't help but get annoyed."

In that case, this is it, what a bite-sized chocolate that Amalia offered me. Scorched brown sweets are a new sweetness that has recently become popular in Wangdu. Though I feel like I've heard that the raw materials are imported from far south countries, so they are worth a lot more...

"It's a souvenir from Master Crest. I was actually planning on serving it tomorrow afternoon, but now I thought I'd better serve it."

To the words, various thoughts circled my head.

For example, is Amalia in the mood for me not to hate Master Crest at all and not to run away again?

Master Crest, for once, cares about me, etc.

If I eat this, do I have to trigger a rapprochement, or something?

After all, my thoughts are downward today. I can't stop thinking in a disgusting direction. I just need to honestly accept it as an apologetic treat.

Concon

"Yes."

It was Master Crest who came in without naming Amalia's reply. The presence of Mr. Hurl, who looked a little rushed behind him, must have meant that he failed to stop.

"Marizia"

I held my fist slightly before cursorily shifting my gaze to him. That look was a little stronger than what you always show me - I mean, it looked more faceless than usual.

"... what is it"

When the gaze bumps into each other, I feel slightly like Emerald's eyes "Yes Boo" have shaken.

"Are you still angry"

Huh, I think.

Now, how honest of you to ask me this from the front, or...

(Oh, yeah)

I remembered the story that only Mr. Carl had friends. Interpersonal skills may be significantly degraded.

(Still, I'm a platoon captain, so I think I have a decent relationship with my men and bosses)

Maybe it's also a toggle switch in work mode and private mode.

Either way, let's go here with the adult response.

"... I'm sorry for making your voice absurd earlier"

What did you think of my words, Master Crest? It remains faceless, so I don't know its intentions either.

Whatever happened, I got up from the couch I was sitting on, and... I also had a dizzy "Dizziness" with Kurakuri.

"Marie?"

After a moment of disgusting floating, I realized I was being held from the front.

"You look pale."

"I just had a little lightheadedness."

If I looked up, I could see that my eyebrows were lowered just a little and he was relieved.

"Dear Crest, just now, what I said is indisputable sincerity. That's all, remember?

At the edge of my sight, I saw Amalia with a slight expression. I thought I'd settled down because of it, but I guess I'm afraid "kigu" when I go back and have another similar development.

"... I know. I'm going to consider it positively."

To an unexpected answer, I looked up seriously and Master Crest's face. Before trying to determine whether the words were serious or not, I could see signs that Mr. Hurl was whispering "sayings" in his ear about something by summoning Mr. Amalia.

(- No way, Mr. Hurl's words, tell me as they are, or something?

Unfortunately, from the look on Master Crest's face I look up, I can't read the willingness to consider it or the pretense that I thought I was serious.

Gradually, the suspicion that it is Mr. Hull's wisdom is heightened. Rather, I just think so. Still, I took the word, so I thought I could consider it a step first, and I was mildly desperate.

But, well.

"I'm glad you did,"

If I chuckled and affirmed, Cui Yu's eyes soothed as if to stroke his chest down somehow.

Later on, I didn't forgive Master Crest, maybe I just didn't want to see that look again.

I don't even want to see your face. Get out of here.

The moment I threw that word at him, I rarely had honest emotions on Master Crest's face.

That, by analogy... is the look of a lost man who can no longer help himself.

It's like you've chosen the wrong path, but now you realize you can't go back, like you've lost hope.

It's like just one person, left in a place you don't know anywhere.

Neither do I. I don't remember those emotions.

I'm sure he had a similar look when I was worried about how I could have grasped people's happiness if I hadn't made a mistake, threatening Master Crest's chaser.

I just didn't want Master Crest to taste that same emotion I had.

Because that is terrible and lonely.