The Earl’s Bad Wife

In the morning, the samurai calls out to me and wakes up.

The morning sun slipped through the gap of the curtain, and I narrowed my eyes.

A sip of the awakening tannic tea handed by the samurai, and a few blinks with the patsy, awakens clearly.

"……… Morning."

"Good morning, ma'am. That's unusual."

"Yeah, he seemed kind of tired"

"Because I went out dressed unfamiliar"

"Yes, you did."

Thanks to the sheet metal armor (full plate armor) that I equipped yesterday, I had general muscle pain. I also have a hard time getting up.

"What about Leelier?

"For a walk with your nanny"

"Yes, it was already that time."

My daughter's walking time, which is her morning routine, was also long past. I go indispensable every day except on rainy days, but pity gives me a big sigh of sigh.

I still have plans to go to that guy today, so I have to get ready when I have breakfast. I became increasingly depressed in the morning.

"I want to go see the rose buds, but I don't think I have time."

"I order you to report it to the gardener."

"Please."

The samurai asked me what I would do with the outfit of the day and asked me to align it all with red objects.

Red has shades that mean struggle and destruction, and I chose them because I wanted them to feel hostile from the right fit.

After breakfast, I went to the dressing room (dresser room) and the samurai prepared red dresses, ornaments, etc.

"Ma'am, are you sure you want these items?

"You're right."

Some of today's outfits included a coral rose ornament that my husband gave me during our honeymoon. I'm going to change this amulet today. Soon, the products involved with my husband were treated as exorcisms.

Red dress with red rose hair decoration, red jewels, red shoes.

The hair was collected neatly and without loosening, knitted into three pieces and wrapped around the back of the head. Fasten with coral hair ornament.

I ordered you to apply makeup thickly so that it would look like it could be worn off.

The periphery of the lid was edged black, purple eyeshadows on the upper lid and bright red on the lips.

I see myself in a full-body mirror with a good sense of self, and I think it's perfect.

Today I just looked like a bad witch coming out of an old fairy tale.

"Wonderfully armed."

"Yes, ma'am. You look very strong."

"It has to be."

The unbeatable battle begins today.

I decided to go out in the mood.

◇ ◇ ◇

The meeting is at the same coffee shop as yesterday.

Once inside the store, the store owner greets me with a smile, "Welcome".

Even when he saw me from the middle of the day with a flashy suit, the shards didn't look surprised either.

Well, compared to sheet metal armor (full plate armor), though it might be a plain outfit.

The man in the example seemed to be here already. Heading to the seat you taught me.

"Good afternoon."

"Oh...!?"

Looking at me in a bright red outfit, stupid man with a slight expression.

Seems to have succeeded in surprise today.

Sit down and order coffee.

Look at this one, a man who misses if he meets his eyes.

I'm in suspicious behavior today, and I look nervous. What the hell is wrong with you?

I wanted to go home soon, so I asked you about something.

"What are you doing today?

"You, uh, meal..."

"Dinner? I did it before I got here."

Hearing my reply, a man with a surprised face.

Were you hungry? They were going to go to dinner now.

"Looks like there's some snacks here, too?

"…… No, fine."

He answered while holding his head for some reason.

"So why don't you get down to business? As I said yesterday, I'm busy. I've been spending less time with my daughter lately, and I'm getting ready for my husband's birthday party."

"Birthday party?

"Yeah. I'm going to do a big day's work to thank you."

"I'm not a child," the man throws up.

Sure, I don't hear much about adult birthday parties, etc. But my birthday, my family threw me a party every year. I remember when I was a kid, I couldn't help but look forward to it.

"That's good. I'm sure my husband would love that."

"It's like a whole (...)"

"What did you say!?," swallows the word on the brink. I couldn't possibly get emotional in front of this man.

Men hunt me down like that.

"Hey, you guys are a masked couple, aren't you? Can I just call it a fake marriage?

"……… Why do you think so?

"Taking a child after marriage would be like claiming to be so"

I can't deny that.

The reason I took my daughter away was because I didn't think I had to have my husband's child once I had adopted her.

"Nothing, I don't think so right now. Even children, if their husbands want..."

After I say it, I get embarrassed about what I'm talking about.

But sometimes I don't wish my daughter had a sister or a brother. I've been really happy surrounded by my sisters, so I hope my daughter is too.

The man who heard the story said something terrible.

"You're not being instigated by your husband, are you?

"Huh?"

"It's impossible to fall in love with that Erich von Veimar"

"What are you talking about?

"'Cause he's a man who won't hide things if he gets rumored to be a woman in all sorts of places. There's no such thing as a favorite element, is there? I knew you guys should break up."

Muddled by unsolicited remarks.

Loved swelling is fine, but insulting my husband is unacceptable.

But I can't find a single word to say back.

"You're a boxed girl, so you don't know anything and you're talking."

"I didn't say anything."

"Is."

"Not"

There was a chilly air between me and the man.

But I doubt it.

I wonder why this man keeps saying that he cares about me.

"Hey -"

"Leave it to me."

"Huh?"

"Better than my belly-black husband."

I finally realize it.

This man likes me, and I wonder if he has said anything to threaten me.

I got ridiculous and exhaled a huge sigh.

"Because of this, I refuse."

"Oh, my God, I knew you were in love with your husband"

"…… I have no obligation to answer that to you."

"What do you like about him?"

My husband is basically serious and a work person, although there are some weird things about him.

The holidays go with my hobbies, and my daughter adores me.

Looking back, maybe to me, my husband is a past man. I think so now.

- What if I married you?

"Will you accompany me on a three-hour one-way mountain walk (hike)?

"What is it, it?

"It's a hobby."

"I don't know what it means to go to the mountains."

"When you're touching nature, it'll heal you, won't it?

If you talk about that, a man with a pocan face.

"Then you can take a long ride. Even at a sword meeting."

"No, keep the woman at home."

"That's an old, stinking idea."

"No, I guess you're crazy"

Yes, I'm crazy. It was an undeniable word.

I guess I don't feel the same as a normal woman. That's what I've noticed since I got married.

But my husband goes out with me without making an unpleasant face.

On the contrary, he also seemed to enjoy what I do with him.

I'm talking about my husband...

"My daughter can push her husband."

"What did you just say!?

"The man was the Prince's educator. It's his fault for inadvertently having a child. It is also incumbent upon you to take good care of yourself -"

And I rose up before I heard the word unto the end, and turned to the man, and slapped him on the cheek as much as I could.

The man holds his cheeks and looks up in surprise.

"Hey, what!!

"You're the worst."

"How does that happen!?

"I'm telling you, you can't make threats and grab someone's heart."

If you try to keep your heels back and go home, your opponent will also get up and pull his arm.

I looked back and tried to unwave, but my strength was strong and I failed.

"Hey, let go"

"Wait, listen to me!

"I have nothing to talk to you about."

"If it was, I'd expose my secrets!

"Because then I will slay you."

I tried so hard to keep my distance, but I felt painful that I couldn't beat a man by his power.

But I couldn't give up, and I stepped on my feet as much as I wanted.

"Hey, it hurts, this, then my horse daughter!

"Let go, unwillingly sticky man!

"What is it!!

We fight like children at low levels.

"Rethink, now you can make it"

"What are you talking about?

"I'll take care of you!

"How dare you say such unconvincing words in this situation!

"Compared to my husband, yes. The current situation does not include!

Even with much effort at his feet, he was unable to inflict fatal injuries on a man in leather shoes.

Repent, distort your face.

"So break up with your husband and marry me!

"Absolutely not!

"Why not!

"I hate you, and most importantly, I love my husband!

The movement of the man stops.

He also weakened the force he was grasping so hard that he shook it off in a hurry.

The man was dismayed.

He looks so dumb, I ask him if he's sure of his mind.

Then he pointed at me. [M]

"I am, what?

"No, behind you."

"Behind?"

Apparently my fingers showed what was behind them, not mine.

If you look back, you can't even be here.

My husband stood with a full smile on his face.

I screamed without thinking.