The Abandoned Baroness is one of the Black Knight’s favorites

That day Sofia waited for Gilbert to return home in her maid's uniform. A week from today, Gilbert is on his way home. It's my job to greet Gilbert on duty and serve meals. I heard that there would be dinner, and I was looking forward to it. And above all, there is the pleasure of being able to come home and see Gilbert's face first.

Hans and I were waiting in the saloon, and we heard a horse's feet. Gilbert, I'm sure, opens the front door with a faster heartbeat. Gilbert was not unusual, but riding in front of the front door. It's the black horse I was riding when I first met him. Hans exhaled and rushed to Gilbert.

"─ ─ Master Gilbert, what happened to the carriage?

Receive less luggage from Gilbert, who has already stepped off the horse. It's dark outside, and I can't see the two faces from Sofia's position. Only the voice reached Sofia in front of the door.

"I'm telling them to come back later."

Somehow softer and lower than usual, Sofia cleared her ears.

Is it the left side? Congratulations. "

"... what's so unusual?

Sofia holds the door open to the two approaching as they speak. The front door light illuminated Gilbert's silver hair with warm colors. I can see the expression that I didn't see well until then. Sofia's heart sighed on her lips, drawn with wrinkles engraved between her eyebrows.

"What's unusual is Gilbert. Were you busy? Your complexion is not very nice."

"No... how's Sofia?

Hans raised one eyebrow to the question. I turned my eyes on Sofia without even asking if she had noticed. Sophia lowered her head as she squealed her chest.

"Welcome home, Master Gilbert."

I'm a little embarrassed by the unfamiliar greeting. As he raised his face, Gilbert stared at Sofia with his eyes wide open. Hans is right, he certainly doesn't look very pale. I am worried because I don't know whether I am tired or what happened.

"Ah, ahh... I'm home"

Relieve the softness of the returned words. When I smiled back, Gilbert grabbed my wrist while the wrinkles between my eyebrows remained. Surprisingly, Gilbert pulls his arm. Sophia was drawn into the mansion while being forced to act suddenly. Hans rushed in from the gap in the door just before he closed.

"Dear Gilbert, what is it?

Nevertheless, I knew Hans was somewhat cheap compared to Gilbert, whom I had seen since I was a kid. However, it is unusual to express dissatisfaction clearly. Gilbert was aware of it, too, and looked down at the right hand that grabbed Sofia's wrist and sighed small.

"I'm sorry. ─ ─ Hans, I need to talk to you later."

Hans nodded steeply to Gilbert with a stiff voice. I noticed that Gilbert's right hand was colder than usual. A platinum bracelet reflects the saloon lights inorganically. It was always my left hand when I put my hands together. It is unusual for right-handed Gilbert to grab Sofia with his right hand. Sofia, unable to step in, leaned down without knowing what to do.

"Thanks for waiting, Sofia."

Gilbert's right hand got away from his wrist. The hand immediately touches Sofia's head. Looking up, Gilbert looked sad.

"Dear Gilbert...?

Gilbert stroked Sofia's head to block her voice from anxiety. My cheeks take the heat, even though I think there might have been something wrong with handling the broken goods. Sofia touched the uniform skirt with her palm.

"Please prepare the meal. Talk to Hans and I'll be right there."

The words reminded Sofia that this was Saloon and Hans was there. I'm still at work. Notice your failure and rush to correct your posture. The absence of anyone but the three was the only salvation.

"─ ─ Ha, yes."

Answering in a hurry, Gilbert softened his mouth slightly. He immediately turned his heel and went up the stairs, followed by Hans. Sofia dropped off her back alone. I was worried about the look on my face earlier, but I thought I could talk to you later and went to the cafeteria. During the day, as Carina and the maid taught me, I chose the cutlery in the prep room and arranged it to match the dishes.

Gilbert's meal alone seems to be the first to serve all the food. I don't think there are any advantages to eating slowly if I don't have someone to talk to. I appreciated Sofia's unfamiliarity, but I felt a little lonely with only one set of cutlery in the dining room at the large Marquis Mansion.

"Now, that's good..."

When you're ready, you won't be in Sofia until Gilbert arrives. Alone at the edge of the cafeteria and put on a uniform that you won't have to fix.

Gilbert arrived about thirty minutes later.