I Swear I Won’t Bother You Again!

"What..."

If you don't know what it means, the movement stops with the corner of your mouth smiling. I couldn't find a gaze that began to shake anxiously looking for the meaning of the words, and my brows kept dropping.

"I got a little ear to ear the other day. Your response, too."

……

Faces like you don't even realize what you're trying to say or the shards. I lean my neck properly and guess I don't have as much dust to predict what I'm going to be told.

The eyes staring straight at this one were very similar to Claudia's.

Where I have no slight anxiety about my righteousness based actions, it is pure and simple as if I were a child, and if I were in a different position, my laudable character is rightly good character.

I guess I was raised as one human being, the source of the right affection of my kind parents.

One nobleman, not as a courtier.

"From now on, be careful what you say and do."

"Oh... why, sister... somthing"

"You are already a nobleman. Be resolute in your response to whoever tells you what."

"To your sister, do you bring up your identity... that's ridiculous"

"That's not funny."

Beat and fold before showing your fangs to bite. In a clear tone, I assured him I would show it.

What we're going to talk about is the technology she needs to acquire. Whatever the values and personalities, on the surface, to laugh and flush.

Even the son of a concubine, the blood flowing in Mary Jun is undoubtedly of the Duke's house. More than unwilling to succeed Violet, Vahan's house will belong to Mary Jun. With that in mind, I don't want her to feel like a civilian any more.

There is a difference between knowing what it feels like to be a nobleman and coming down to a civilian position and empathizing with the feelings of a civilian. The former would be a great ability, but the latter is nothing but dreamy public ignorance.

"Know your length, Mary Jun. You are now in a position to assume responsibility for the Varhan family, one by one."

I don't know if Mary Jun understands her own words. There is also a great chance that they will rebel, and if they hit it poorly, they will be seen as similar to the ladies just now.

Even though the distinction between identity differences from the civilian population and the identity that nobility should have is inherently completely separate.

"What do you mean, you can speak... you can speak as a nobleman to laugh and answer someone who says that...!

The sorrow of the screaming voice evokes the memory of the past. It's more damaging to understand, but to be able to get rid of the late persuasion, than to unleash an attack with the intention of hurting.

If we don't get Mary Jun's understanding here, she's bound to come across the same thing again. I honestly don't have enough emotions to shelter you every time.

For Violet, Mary Jean is not a sister who will overprotect you, even if she vows to redeem herself.

That's why I have to ask Mary Jun herself to change. Because there is no solution but to be aristocratic.

"If so, your sister is wrong too!

Don't tell me to notice, but Mary Jean, who appeals to Violet with a desperate look, is still a true good man. Lean on people, correct evil, and forgive mistakes. I was dazzled that it was not something that anyone could do, but that it would grow the opposite way while having the same father.

There is no blame on that straightness. In the irresponsible justice that Mary Jun has been wielding, he will one day be crushed by a world of nobility.

"Sure... you're right, Mary Jun"

In the words of Violet, a smile comes to mind. Like a child who springs up at the moment when justice triumphs when his thoughts have come to pass.

Violet will never know how beautiful the world is pictured in a sparkling, shining smile without being sumptuous.

Mary Jun is right. Though I have no lies in my desire to affirm it.

"─ So what's wrong with you?

No one has decided that justice is the only thing.