I Swear I Won’t Bother You Again!

Is it arrogant to think that I knew?

It's a little different than I expected or knew. I can't find a clear way to describe it. But still, if I dare to put it into words, I knew... I knew, that seemed the most appropriate thing to do.

Rosette knew he was coming to her.

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"Good day, Master Rosette"

"... good afternoon"

A smile people like. Beautiful and adorable expression that makes my preference for this one clear. Both the soft, narrowed eye area and the mouth depicting the A are composed of tenderness, even a gentle voice color. Whoever sees it, they'll think he's in favor of Rosette. And more than anyone else, he should feel a certain affection for himself.

Rosette would think so, too. I should think so.

(spine chills)

I've seen a lot of favors, I've been dedicated. I think it was less of a life to be hated. That's why I became sensitive to people's thoughts and their contents. How they see it, what they think, what they want. Rosette herself best understands the excellence of the antenna created by the position and environment.

So I'm sure this feeling isn't my fault either. Perfect enough, this grin doesn't make as much sense as it looks. Beast fangs simulated with beautiful skins should have the power to chew this one up in an instant.

Don't pull it off, experience whispers. Fearing a frozen smile, I was unsubstantiated to say that it would be the last time I took a step back.

The surprise was about to get on his face, and the smile he put into his cheek would surely have been as perfect as he was. I'm used to making laughs. Even if you shouldn't spread your love without darkness, you should have the skills to instantly paste a smile. At times like this, it helps.

"I'm sorry for calling out to you all of a sudden. You surprised me."

"No, I'm not."

In a flat answer, I saw distortions in the other person's expression only for a moment. Slightly, but certainly, upset evidence. That said, they didn't do more damage than expected. The man in front of Rosette - Yulan - continues his words, quietly and unchanged, without the mask peeling off or the appearance of room shredding.

"The boulder is the princess of a country, you expected me to come."

Impolite. The thorns contained in the words were so clear that I understood them.

Even a boxed princess has a head to that extent......

If you're fooled by a beautiful surface, you'll be entangled in an instant, cunning, laughing, all the time. "Smile" tells the story without breaking, without loosening. I don't even trust this one with shards.

And I also understand that Rosette is onto it.

That's why we can't afford to relax.

"Oh... I thought you were waxing to be noticed."

An understandable provocation must mean nothing. I can't convince anyone who hasn't broken any feelings about this one to be provocative, empathetic or persuasive. I think it's much easier to deal with someone who's angry with me. Indifference is the most troublesome and horrible.

Yulan's neck tilts slowly without seeping through the frustration and still laughing like an example. Ask Rosette what she said. Until this one gets to the core, you're not going to give a single piece of information.

He said, "He seems to be asking around a lot about me, so he's going around a lot."

"I didn't mean to... It's just that you all seemed to admire Master Rosette so much that I was just asking her how long she wanted to be"

"It seemed like an inexplicable step, though."

"I apologize if I offended you."

I'm sorry, and is it too dusty to ask sincerity to bow your head without any hesitation? Until just now, I thought it was a sign of honesty that it wasn't just words, but also attitudes.

My own intuition, no other, denies the values Rosette has cultivated. That sincerity and honesty don't apply to this guy.

"But I was a little concerned."

Make a positive impression of that feeling.

A brightly distorted man mocks.

"... that you, Prince Claudia's 'fiancée', are close to her."

I felt that the golden colour, which was supposed to be sacred, was clouded with loose darkness.