My house wasn't very wealthy.
But my parents put a lot of love into me and forced me into a school of demeanor for my future as well.
But when I couldn't, my parents became the ones who wouldn't return from an epidemic while I was in school.
I was saddened to lose my favorite parents and be alone... but I did my utmost to make sure that I didn't waste what my parents did for me and I graduated from school safely.
And just now, I was to be able to give up as a servant to the Marquis Deke family, where I was vacant.
I am a maid of honors at the bottom end of the line, but if I have a background in working at the Marquis, I will not have any trouble with my job ahead of me.
My future is cheap.
My parents let me go to school. Let's work hard.
That's how I intentionally started working......
I, who was the lower end of what kind of patrol, got stuck in the eyes of the Marquis' husband and was to be made to deal with him at night.
Eventually, I had a child.
It was never the pregnancy I wanted from myself.
It made me happy to think I could have a family again, even though I was left alone.
So when the Marquise apparently noticed her pregnancy turned her strong hatred... I snuck out of the mansion to protect my child.
We moved far away from the mansion and I began to prepare for a variety of things.
I didn't have the inside of me to rely on anymore, but I barely used and saved the wages I was getting from the Marquis, so I don't have to work for a while.
But I can't have a child by myself, so I have to ask for help.
When we started preparing to have children in that way, what we had to do was like a mountain, and in no time the time had passed.
Luckily, my grandmother, who was willing to live next to the rented home, helped me after childbirth for about a penny.
It was ready, it took a while, and that's when it came.
At the end of a long and painful pain, my son finally held it in this hand. It was loving and full of nature and tears.
I've been left alone. An important and important family I've had again, I can do anything for this child. That's what I thought.
For his adorable son with red hair and grey eyes, he named him Raphael.
And I decided to give this kid a lot of love I got from my parents, too.
When Raphael got a little older, I left him with my grandmother next door and went to work.
Because I was saving less money at the Marquis, and I had to make good money to live with Raphael and myself.
Of course I didn't let the Marquis know, and I never talked about my father around me.
When I remembered those hateful eyes directed at me by the Marquis, I truly thought it would be better not to get involved.
The life of one mother and one son was never wealthy and often harsh.
Still, Raphael grew up to be a really good kid.
For my tea lover, my sweet son, who desperately makes tea with his little hands.
How happy I am to have such a son.
It always seemed that way every time I saw Raphael.
Keep it up, I mean, if I had a warm day and I'd seen a lovely daughter-in-law one day this sweet son would bring me - how I could imagine, I would have been really happy.
Yet...
My son, whose mouth was covered in cloth and held against a cold floor.
"Stop!!
And I cried out, but the man held me to the floor.
Why, why has this happened......
"Don't treat the child too cluttered. Because that body becomes my precious Sirius thing."
With that said, it was the Marquise of Deek who had turned the same hateful eyes she had ten years ago.
I have no idea what this situation means.
All of a sudden, they bring me in, they beat me, they hurt me, they just don't know why.
But I only found out that my dear son was not going to do anything good.
"... Marquise, if you hate me, I don't care how you do it... so please, just my son..."
I appeal to you inevitably, but the Marquise's condition remained unchanged.
"What a glamorous woman. A woman who took her husband from me and even gave him a child, still saying what she wanted, etc."
The Marquise said so, but it was completely untrue.
"... I was merely petitioned and used by the Marquis on a whim. So I'm not even going to approach the Marquis anymore. I just want to live quietly with my children."
Now the Marquis won't even remember me anymore. You don't even know your son exists. So I hope you don't mind us.
All I want is for my son and I to live quietly.
"... just you... I will never allow you parents and children to live happily ever after!!... Get Started!
My voice did not reach the Marquis.
A black man in black began to whine words I had never heard standing before me.
And I learned a strong impact on my body.
Oh, I can't do this anymore. Yeah, I get it.
My body doesn't feel anything.
I saw Raphael coming towards me blurry.
If this hand can move as you wish, I would touch that cheek and soak you in tears......
Don't cry, Raphael.
My sweet, proud son...
I was really happy to be able to have you and spend time with you.
So, please, you too...
"... please... live, survive, be happy... I love you..."
Opening his eyes, he finally saw the ceiling he had become accustomed to there, reminding him that this was one of the dormitories of the Ministry of Magic he was renting.
A few weeks have passed since I, Rafael Walt, started working for the Ministry of Magic.
That day, Catalina called me by my real name, and after the black man disappeared from me, I began to take a good look at her dreams.
That wasn't the previous disastrous thing...... I was mostly happy that I was hugged on a young day, stroked in the head, praised for the tea I put in for Kama, etc.
Besides, that last look of Kaya... now that I remember it again, she had such a sweet eye.
Hate and sorrow have not disappeared.
It was undoubtedly thanks to her that I still wanted to live without regard to the past.
From now on, I will live to be happy, as Ka said in her last words.
It may not be easy for me to have committed all sorts of sins so far......
To do that, let's do one thing at a time.
I got out of bed and went to the department assigned to the Ministry of Magic.
Always coming early, so no other official yet, alone in a quiet room, getting ready for work, the door was knocked.
Even though the officials who come in like this didn't seem to be in this department, wondering who they might be.
"Go ahead."
and in reply,
"Excuse me."
That's what brought me in was Nicole Ascarte, a beautiful young man with black eyes in his dark hair.
"Uh, why are you here?
I was surprised and forgot to salute him, and I heard him in vegetables.
"I had business at the Ministry of Magic, so I stopped by at last"
When Nicole says that with her usual faceless expression, she's been giving away a lot of big bags.
"This is a student council member plugging into you. Yesterday, it was awkward."
"Oh, thank you"
As it was offered, the bags received were much heavier and contained confectionery, tea leaves, vegetables, etc.
And it said, 'Good luck with your work,' on a piece of paper that was placed properly on the bag.
I didn't look familiar with the letters I couldn't say I was good at. Because she used to spread her notebook in the student club room.
"... thanks"
I held the bag I got to my chest, and again, when I groaned so, my expressionless friend just snorted.
I thought I might already be so happy with the weight of the bag in my arm.