"Bye, Chloe. Thank you again tomorrow."
After seeing Cedric off to a special classroom, I think with my head down.
Shit.
I talked too excited. Then I can't make a fool of Dios.
When I raised my face, Cedric's back, which was leaving with the knight, was quickly vanished.
In the meantime, my gaze gathered a glimpse, but compared to the gaze like heavy rain just now, I don't care much about Russia. I didn't really like people's gaze or anything, and I was completely paralyzed even though I should have hated the touch.
Sneaking and saying, "Servant? -" Friends "-" Knowing royalty "-" Nobles? I don't want to keep my ears shut, rather than wanting to run away from people who are spreading rumors about me in this neighborhood. It's just that the events just now are like dreams or illusions and I can't catch up with my head. What the hell is going on? Why am I so obsessed with royalty?
Besides, when I think about it with my cold head, I've been talking almost unilaterally since the end of the way! Instead of turning to the royal audience in front of them, it's impossible to talk all the time. I don't know why I told you so much about myself. I've never even spoken to my sister or Dios this long before.
I'm happy and happy every time Cedric says, "Well, that's a good family," "that's great," "you're really serious."
While I was thinking about it in my head, I felt a fever pulling in the crowd.
Speaking of which, I remembered the pre-bell and hurried in the hallway to get back to the classroom. I kept turning my head desperately with my feet.
I really think that something like a confession agent was used in the meal. But rather, I'm the poisoner. [M] Then I thought you might be the knight who gave me the spoon, but I don't think a royal knight would do such a thing.
Follow your memories and remember as much as you can about the end of your visit to Cedric. First the real royal family comes, they grab their shoulders, they pull them, they ask me which one to recommend for dinner, and then...
It was delicious.
Ugh ~
Fluffy, the delicious taste of that time still lingers on the tongue. I realized that if I didn't remember such a thing immediately, but when I remembered the time I spent with Cedric afterwards to be dragged, I wanted to cry miserably this time.
I was simply luxurious, listened to my own stories, and put on a gentle word.
Even children can see, it's well rounded up. Even so, my head was flushed with flames. It was so fun and incredibly easy to talk to Cedric.
The fact that I was trying to do psychological warfare and calculations on my royal opponent was a mistake in itself. I will tell myself that there is something planned in the calculation. [M] And yet, over and over again,
Okay, Chloe, let's eat. Tell me your story. "
Your journey won't be easy either. And I'm grateful. It's just that you don't have to say more than you need to. "
Do you like your older brother?
Oh, I can't anymore.
I really don't get the point. Why are all the royalties?
Everyone can grasp people's hearts and minds with just those words. The more I remember, the more I want to be vigilant, the more I want to believe in Cedric, even though I want to be suspicious and study at the castle. He is really a good person and wants to understand the lives of ordinary people in Freesia, and I think that what Jeanne brought is really just a good job.
When I think about it, I remember my fist holding something all the time. When I reworked my strength slightly, I felt a real feeling that wasn't a dream. Not only that, but the rest is real.
Before I reached the stairs, I glanced into my hands and found silver coins there. Today, it's just for carrying food and talking. Really, I earned it just by doing it. I could say thank you when I handed it directly to Cedric, but I couldn't say anything after I was confused about the amount.
Screw it into your pocket so you don't find the money and let go. Even if I let go of the hard feeling, the feeling was transmitted over the thin cloth.
I want to be desperate when I think about what my sister earned all day by herself, or when we worked so hard together. What would you make this money in just a few hours while you were at school?
Even now, I can only remember Cedric's golden glare and majestic smile.
You didn't look down on me or make me look great, but you grabbed me with your hands and gave it to me straight. What the hell is going on? Then it's really just convenient for me....
"............ ah"
I was trying to climb the stairs.
Just like I was trying, I ran into Jeanne and the others. I'm a junior high school student like me, and I'm almost there, so I'm not surprised. But I really don't like seeing you at this time. I don't think it was just a coincidence that I was waiting for you to look somewhere. I mean, absolutely.
If you had kept me so reckless, you would have watched me panic and laughed at me from afar. [M]
Then, is Cedric glued too? The job is true, but the purpose is to laugh at the way ordinary people see me so desperately in a royal mood.... yeah, it seems like Jeanne and the others could do enough.
These are the people who threaten Dios when they meet him for the first time, or threaten me when they grasp his weaknesses. The silver-haired glasses around me helped my sister and she might be a good person, but that's what Jeanne said. Then, after all, Cedric too...
"Hi, Chloe. How was work? I wonder if we'll be able to keep going."
White.
Jeanne laughed at me and I couldn't help it. I can only see Jeanne laughing at me now. Nothing is going to keep you in such a delicious, easy, and money-earning job.
Even if you're aiming to smile at me... there's no way you won't keep laughing at me. I mean, even if I'm laughed at, I can make money, and even the cost of food floats. Let me eat delicious food, talk to a royal family who can't be close to you for the rest of their lives, be envious of your attention for the rest of your life, talk to Cedric again, listen to me.
"Your journey isn't easy either."
…………………………
... "I'll go on..." One word died in my mouth at first.
There was nothing I could do to move my tongue, and it was regrettable that Jeanne would admit losing by saying the words.
Our position is, after all, an unusual appreciation of human toys up there. I'm sure Cedric thinks so, and I hate it. Yet Jeanne couldn't help but believe that Master Cedric was thinking about it. It was humiliating to realize that I was completely in control in that moment that was already complete. [M]
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I regret it. The royal family, anyway, is playing with a woman who's the same age and identity as us.
Still, I can't let go of this opportunity I got, and I can't help but feel miserable that I still can't doubt Cedric.
Tie your teeth and stare at Jeanne. I'm not like Dios. I don't pretend to be violent easily. Besides, if I beat you up and let you cancel your current job, I'll be in trouble. [M] It is foolish to shake such a lucrative job into a stick.... but now I know how Dios tried to hit him.
I am so sorry and embarrassed that I want to die that I can't beat such a woman with everything but violence.
"Eh?" he replies in white. In response, everything that boiled inside of me burst into flames.
"I'll keep going."
Damn it.
I hit him with a voice instead of a fist, and I went up the stairs before I was struck back by the surroundings. [M]
Instead of being boiled to the inside, the heat was not cold, but the moment I followed it, I went up to the front and was irritated, and instead of barking by myself, I stepped on my feet and endured it. Gungan, even if you fight Dios inside the house, you hit him with eight steps you've never done before.
That's right, eight.
There was nothing I could do, nothing I could do, nothing to prove it, and even though I might be delusional, my emotions just boiled and didn't stop.
As your head burns like this, your vision seeps and gets hot to your eyes, rubbing your fists against your will. The crying self seemed miserable again, and the hatred for Jeanne rose even more. I'll never get lost if they ask me who wants to kill one now. [M]
I was miserable, regrettable, frustrated, hated enough to kill, angry enough to want to cry.
It was warm and happy.
It's like a distant memory of a family of five.
... I'm sure this isn't too convenient for me.
The happiness, the hope, the warmth. When I thought everything was just for the last time that she laughed at me, I thought it was so humorous and funny that I died. Because we have no money, no time, no freedom. We have no choice.
I still don't have the right to choose a job. I started going to school because I wanted it one day, and it's stupid and miserable for this to happen at that school. We can't get out of there, no matter how hard we try.
And even though I'm sure of it, I know once again that I truly know that I'm a loser in life when I look for gold in the mud.
"... damn it"
Meditate hard on your eyelids and squeeze back overflowing tears.
After all, I would still be happy if I could accept people's preferences purely like Dios.