"Okay...... I'll do it"
Some time after Al left, I breathed and then called my own butler.
I just swore to Al, too. I understood that I was doing something wrong about Luke, and I was just going to apologize to him.
"It's easy, it's easy. Apologize to Luke for everything you've done... well, yeah. All you have to do is say words that you can report to Al."
Yes, I tell myself.
It was very easy for me to understand what was right and wrong, but not yet, 'say only the words you can report to Al'.
"... excuse me. May I call you, ma'am?"
Not long ago, I heard a knock. If you allow me in, Luke will come in.
As usual, the garment is well tamed with no wrinkles. And for the first time I realized, his expression was never bright.
- I was summoned, I guess.
Normally, you should expose your joy if your beloved master calls you in. But what's in his eyes is fright.
The only salvation was not seeing disgust.... Maybe he's just hiding it.
I get to that idea, and I feel bad.
How could I have never realized such an easy thing? If I'd observed Luke a little, I'd have figured it out right away.
- Now, there's something to do before reflection.
Forcing me to get excited about feeling depressed. I smiled trying to be as friendly as possible.
"Luke. I'm sorry about what I've been doing. I'm sorry I hit you so hard."
"What?"
All of a sudden, Luke stares at me with a suspicious face. Ignore that and I said.
"Until now, I've been reflecting so much on the fact that I kept hurting you. I swear I won't in the future. But I think you're responsible, too. Because you have a shriveled attitude towards me, so I'm annoyed... Ah"
"Uh, Master Liz?
You were concerned that I suddenly stopped the words, and Luke called out to peep, but I wasn't quite there.
- Shit. I said you were responsible too.
And then I even told him the truth.
To be honest, I still don't think I've done that much worse against Luke. Because if your own servant's attitude is not good, scolding him is your husband's role, and the relationship between your husband and servant is never reciprocal.
The husband gives the servant a meal, a house to live in, and a salary. In contrast, the servant returns his love and labor to his husband. Pointing negative emotions is not something you can do to your husband who is being sheltered.
Some of them seem to be wielding violence against their servants, but they didn't, and they just threw in a few tight words... oh. Didn't Al just tell you that words are also violence?
It's pathetic to say that it's something I've experienced and understood, too. Really, I'm like a woman who doesn't learn.
But the biggest problem is that we can't report the second half of what we just said to Al.
While I say I apologize, 'you have a responsibility too' in the end.
I must have told Al, "What are you doing? You shouldn't have apologized," he would have seen you with a frightened face.
- I don't like that.
I think of Al's face. I just didn't want that beautiful guy to disappoint me with that guy who was trying to do something about me.
I spinned the word when I managed to fix it.
"Uh... yeah, yeah. I'll undo what I just said. It was all my fault. Well, just because you're my husband, you couldn't have hurt you with a terrible word. Well, I'll change my attitude in the future, so I was wondering if you'd forgive me for what I've done."
Why should I ask forgiveness, my husband? The question came to the corner of my head, but now I decide to ignore it.
In the meantime, I said what I had to say. And to Al...... yeah, it would be something you could report.
Isn't this a pretty good job?
As I praised myself in my heart, I opened my mouth with a face like Luke chewed up a bitter bug.
"... what is it, my lady? I can't believe I suddenly apologized. Did you eat anything, even weird?
"No, I'm not! How could you react like that! Normally, it's touching there and saying, 'No, Master Liz is nothing wrong. I'm the bad one. Yet you disqualify your squire from letting your husband care' or something!
"... Is that what I'm supposed to say? Then just say so from the beginning..."
"So I'm telling you it's not!?"
If you want to tell me, I'll tell you, but I glanced at Luke.
"I am! I've been reflecting on my attitude! 'Cause, you know, you always shrivel against me. Not even yesterday! You think I'm gonna hit you? If you can show me that attitude, I'll have to think about it and reflect on it!
"Huh? Reflection? You? And now? What... ah..."
"Oh, it's not!
Luke with the face that it's gone. I've never seen that look before.
Could this be his face? If so, I might have put up with him for a long time.
No, it is the servant's duty to kill himself for his master. I knew I wasn't bad. Staring at Luke, he panicked and bowed his head.
"Also, I'm sorry. Ma'am, I'll take care of you..."
"Right...... no!
Think about what punishment to inflict on Luke, who shook his body violently... he returned it to me.
No, it's not.
This is no different than before.
I shook my head and let my thoughts reset. It's not the same as before.
"This... I wouldn't scold you for crap.... I told you earlier, didn't I? He said he would change his attitude in the future. From now on, don't hesitate to say anything to me. And I will not punish you for it."
I told Luke as seriously as I could.
Wouldn't it be too broad for me to forgive my servant so far? Sarasaka Luke would have been impressed, too. That's what I thought, but for some reason Luke was looking at this one with a frigid looking face.
"Uh... were you serious? Not a joke of a bad nature?
"No, I'm not!
I said it back unexpectedly, but surprisingly, Luke doesn't believe me.
"I changed my mind. If I change my mind, I won't yell at you. No irrational imitation."
"... really?
"Yes."
"Because you say you don't mind me being honest with you about what I thought?
"That's right."
I nodded gutsily, staying in plenty of space, Luke said.
"Who are you? Is that a fake thing with a lady's skin on it?
I just found out that my guts have limits, too.
"That's terrible fast! Did you have that personality?"
"No, because... the lady apologizes, she can say whatever she wants... it can't be normal."
"What do you think I am?"
……
I've just been blinded. Terrible.
Because of what I've been up to, Luke can hardly believe my apology is serious.
Sure, it's hard to say it's all true, but when it's terrible against verbal violence, I'm reflecting that it was overdone.
"Words are sometimes more wounded than violence against the flesh. I found that out yesterday as a practical experience. So... I thought you were hurt, too, and I reflected.... and yet when I come with you, I don't try to believe you."
"... because scolding me would be like a lady's hobby, wouldn't it?
"A hobby..."
Staring stunnedly at Luke, he said, "Is it not?" He has tilted his neck. The way it is, it tells me that he really thinks so.
- They think you're the kind of person who scolds servants for their hobbies?
Did they think you were such a young, deserted husband?
I was beaten badly by Luke's words.
Indeed, in retrospect, I had called him many times a day and if there was anything I didn't like, I had hit eight. Because I'm the one who picked it up. Luke couldn't live if I dumped him, so he made it high and did whatever he wanted.
- The worst.
Again, I'm disgusted with my actions. Silently, Luke listened as he glanced at my complexion.
"Uh, ma'am?
"Anyway, I reflected. So all you have to do is say, 'I forgive you'. Okay?"
"... if you don't have to be serious"
"You can't do this!
When he opened his eyes quackingly, Luke turned against his body in horror. Even such behavior shows that he is still frightened of me.
"... I'm sorry I yelled at you. The... Then you don't have to forgive me right now. I just... I hope you don't hate me."
"Nothing, I don't hate it."
"Really?"
Luke's response was surprising because he just thought it was something he hated so much.
Luke nods with a sinister face when his eyes glow.
"Yeah. I really want you to give me a break for yelling and throwing terrible words at me, but I don't hate it. I really appreciate you picking me up that day."
"Oh, yeah... that's good."
- "Villain Lady" is hated by her family and people close to her.
That's what I was worried about because I was asking, but apparently Luke doesn't hate me.
Good. Really good.
Long live, Luke said, driven by the desire to sing three songs.
"Because I've already given up on the lady being that kind of person. And then, one day, heavenly punishment will fall, so now I think I should put up with it... Ah"
The upward feeling quickly sank to the bottom of the ground.
"Oh, it's not. You usually have a lot of disrespect."
"also, sorry"
Foreword withdrawn. After all, Luke hates me.