Upon my return home, the house was suddenly noisy.
Without walking a few steps through the gate, Max came first.
"Gladys!"
You can hold him tightly to bite him safely.
That's how you pick me up too soon. Maybe not, but you've been waiting all along for all the signs.
Max was supposed to be in trouble this morning. I'm glad you came back as soon as possible.
"I'm sorry to worry you. You're right, I'm not hurt and I'm fine."
Max murmured at me trying to reassure me by returning the hug.
"It's not like you're not hurt because you're not hurt."
"Max...."
- Oh, yeah.
For the first time, I realized in Max's attitude that my condition immediately after the discovery must have been quite shocking.
Unfortunately, I was in a terrible state. More spiritually than it looks.
I mourned Troy's body and apologized to Ansel for the rupture without feelings... and now I think I'm in a lot of trouble.
If we had rescued him from that situation, we would have been confused.
The killer who died in the sea of blood and the victim who cries out - after careful consideration, it seems normal that I killed him in self-defense.
I've never seen anyone like that before. Max can't help but be upset, just because I've been strong since I was a child.
After all, even Chiaran quickly made me suspect the water (rubbing).
"Yeah, it's a little painful, but it's okay. I can endure it and get over it."
I hugged him back tightly. It's not impossible.
If it had been only an hour ago, it would have been a line I couldn't say very well, but I was already looking ahead. Even if my chest hurts.
"Thank you for helping me, Max."
After thanking him, he changed his mood and slapped his back deliberately.
"Come on, it's painful! It's really okay, let me go before you strangle me!
Max looks down with dissatisfaction.
"--Is there any more service? I did my best."
Well then, we have to do the same for the others who worked hard.
"--Even the Others, they're even more annoying."
With the usual interaction, Max was reluctant to move away.
They (...), maybe Chiaran and Rufus?
Just before Cassandra called me, the impression of Rufus, who soothed me with self-blame, would not have seemed to be just a teacher and a student. Even a knight is a worthy rival, and you can't help it.
Well, anyway, I have to tell you about Chiaran.
"--hey, you...."
As I opened my mouth, Max started saying something with a complicated look.
"Lady!!
Just there, the servants gathered.
"Lady! Welcome home!
"Well, what a figure! Good luck with that!
"Are you hurt?!
It surrounds me and delights my mouth while moisturizing my eyes.
"Miss, you must be tired. Whether it's a hot spring or a meal, you can prepare it right away."
Zara wrapped me in a terrible dress and tied me up in a large shawl.
"Yeah, I'm sorry everyone's worried. It's okay now."
It hurts me once again that I didn't have to hurt these people with my own hands. Troy wasn't a threat back then, he meant it.
In addition, I don't hate Troy from the bottom of my heart.
I can't thank Chiaran enough for stopping me from completely brainwashing.
"Come on, let's go. I want your father and uncle to be safe."
He smiled and walked to the front door in response to everyone.
"Come on, Max."
"--ahh"
Let's talk about Max a little bit more calmly before we're alone.
"Uncle, I'm back!
My uncle was waiting for me at the front door, and I jumped so fast. The familiar feeling finally made me feel like I could return home.
"Welcome home, Gladys. Good work alone. If you're safe, there's nothing more."
Before I say thank you and apologize, he takes it gently and works with a smile.
This adult can't afford to say that nothing serious happened.
But I don't think I'll be informed later by the newspapers or anything about your uncle's excesses. Because I am usually a common sense person, but when combined with Tristan, I sometimes have chemical changes in the wrong direction.
"We'll take care of everything here, so you can rest until tomorrow."
While walking through the door to support my back, my uncle quickly defused me.
I would like to say that I can rest for any day, but I will come to a compromise after I know my nature well and cannot stand still for a long time. That's Uncle Julius.
"But if you really want to cooperate with the investigation, I will allow only one Prime Minister to visit our home."
--Oops, Mishita's investigator shut out and suddenly calls the Prime Minister home, uncle? The Langley family's power is extraordinary here.
Sure, I'm the only one who can tell you what happened after the kidnapping. The details of the case should have been investigated, regardless of whether they were made public or not, and I intended to cooperate as much as I could from the victim's point of view.
It seems that everyone else involved will be called to the royal castle again tomorrow and chased by various aftertreatment, but I am grateful that you will give me a hand so that I don't have to go, which was almost in vortex. Because I didn't want to stand out in this matter anymore.
There are many things I want to discuss and tell you about the future, and I don't think I have the opportunity to discuss it with Isaac alone.
It's just that Isaac is going to have to come to my investigation...
Normally, being pushed by a fearful prime minister is a thankless and annoying situation, but I know it's a way for me not to be burdened. I mean...
Well, it's been a long time since my uncle understood me and did the best he could. You don't have to dig too deep.
"Thank you, uncle. So please."
"-Okay. Let's get in touch."
My uncle nodded gently, wondering about me after the break.
It's harder to hold on to it. The sooner the better, the more helpful the examiner will be, and I feel better when I'm moving. I appreciate your understanding of that kind of nature.
Then head to Tristan.
He hasn't even changed, and he's been waiting for me to come home on the couch in the front door hall. While having a drink. --I don't really know how many cups... or how many.
"Hi, Dad."
"Oh, welcome home, Gladys."
Shortly after that, she was held on Tristan's lap again.
"Why don't you come with me?
I'm going to shake the glass and ask, as if nothing had happened.
It didn't seem like it, but it was kind of funny that it was a tristan concern. I can let go of my thoughts with a sip.
You've shown the teachers something very pathetic. I'm a little embarrassed.
I'm sure Jerome and Ansel found out who he was.
Well, that Zachariah teacher was also a human being. I mean, no matter what anyone says, she's a delicate sixteen-year-old girl with full puberty!
"Yeah, I'll see you later. Thank you very much, Father."
After holding him tightly, he refused and stood up. I'm not running away from alcohol.
"Today, just take a bath and get some rest."
"--Ah, that's good."
Agreeing with a smile, Tristan buried the rest of the glass at once.