The Noble Girl Living in Debt

Jizil guides Agnes through the house.

"First, I'll guide you to the room first. Elick !!"

He called his butler, his son, and ordered him to come with his bag.

"Um, my bag is myself."

"Good. It's a man's job to have heavy things here."

"but--"

Jizil looks back at Agnes and says, "I will never say what the servant (I) is."

"Do you get it?"

"……Yes"

Then walk around the mansion and guide the room.

"The third floor is a residential area for employees, the second floor is the living area of the husband, and the first floor is a workplace where cooking and washing are done."

"Yes"

On the third floor is a private room for employees, a storage room, a simple washroom and a linen room.

"There are six servants here. All my family. My eldest son is walking in front of me, Eric is the steward, and my second cook is Allen. My daughters, Carol and Celia, are doing the job. My husband is the only one who cares, and the house isn't big. "

Jizil's eldest daughter just got married two months ago and said she was considering hiring a new servant.

"So it was just right"

"I will try to help you."

"Thank you, but don't worry because the number is small. I used to be hired on a day when there were not enough people."

"Yes"

Jizil smiles at Agnies, who looks positive.

There is no separation between men and women because the residential area on the third floor is used by families.

"In ancient times, when used as a town house, the servants used to be divided into men and women on the basement and the third floor, but with confidence, your room is a place with strict keys.

She says she should use the attic that her eldest daughter used two months ago.

"I'm worried in the same quarter as the man, but unfortunately I don't think you like sons."

If you tilt your head, Jizil says, squinting.

"I've been saying since I was a child, I'm not interested in the same blond woman because I associate me."

"Oh dear"

"I'm sorry."

While we were talking like that, we arrived at the attic in the third floor upstairs.

Eric puts his bag in front of the door and leaves without saying anything.

Agnes is grateful for the back.

"I'm sorry. That child is a bit strange."

Jizil says he should forgive his work.

While laughing at his son's attitude, he takes a bunch of keys hanging from his waist.

"This was a door that didn't open for two months."

Basically, employees clean only the rooms they use.

Instead of increasing the number of people hired, Bernard decided.

"Well, it's only been two months, and it's so bad."

Open the key and pull the door, and dusty air drifts.

"I'm sorry, it was terrible than I thought."

While illuminating the room with the corner lamp you were holding, go to open the window.

The crisp, clear air of the forest blew out of the window, and the dustiness in the room faded somewhat.

"Anies, can you have this?"

"Yes"

I handed the corner light to Agnes and turned on the light suspended from the ceiling.

"I told them that it was too much to carry, so I left them around. Use them if you like."

"Thank you"

The attic was low and not large. However, even the fireplace had white walls and ceilings, and the interior was clean. In addition, everything is white, from the round desk to the chair and the costume box.

A large bunk occupies the room. There are bookshelves on the wall, and books are tightly packed.

"I've painted it all.

"It's a cute room like a fairy tale."

"My daughter was saying that too."

Jizil says he will bring his futon later.

"After that, I have to clean it."

There is still dust on the floor. I needed to clean it.

Go for cleaning tools and water in the washroom.

"Well, let's get started"

"Yes"

Clean the room with two people. Agnes also worked hard to get used to.

◇◇◇

After returning home, Bernard came straight to his room and sat on a chaise lounge and held his head.

――Why, why? ?

It was just a bit mean.

Even though Agnes would take the request, he would have been under control and had a refreshing feeling of "Zamaamiro," but he was not at all refreshed.

Speaking of hiring, I thought she could hurt her self-esteem. ――However, the idea is far off. Agnes was grateful for hiring me.

Five years ago, she looks different from the Countess who looked down on Bernard.

I thought I was misunderstanding, but after that, I revived the memories of the encounters many times, and turned my head (head) on and denied that it was because of my concern.

If you're spending time in the room, the door will be beaten.

It was Eric, the butler who came.

"My husband, this is a new employee's contract. Please check the contents."

"……Ah"

One sheet of paper is placed on the desk.

Eric asks if he wants to take a bath or a meal, bows away and leaves the room.

Bernard follows the letters only with his eyes, without touching the documents.

The employment agreement was written in detail.

One question that came to my mind.

-Really hire! ?

Ask yourself in your heart.

I sweated my forehead, saying I was doing something early.

I realized that there should be a reason for leaving Agnès, which had been jealous around him, so far. Bernard never came up with it.

But I wondered if I could say something wrong.

-Oh, it's already awkward! !

Roughly scratching his head.

I want to make sure I haven't broken the contract now. At that time, he cursed his unlucky to meet Agnes.

In a mess, I suddenly remember what my father was saying.

-If you don't understand or have any trouble, follow the instructions of the knight.

The words that have been heard many times since childhood revived. Rub the knight's teachings, wrinkling between the eyebrows.

—Help the weak, respect courtesy, and overcome evil.

If you follow it, there is only one answer.

"-Fucking !!"

During the chilly days, Agnes was shaking in a shabby appearance, but could not be seen as acting. So she undoubtedly believes Bernard has to protect.

In the middle, she called her butler (Eric) while desperate.

"Hey, call that woman."

"Is it Agnes Reverge?"

"Yes, go fast."

"I understand"

Bring a pen and inkwell from the office and place it on the desk with a rough movement.

Agnes came right away.

"Mr. Orlerian, are you calling me?"

"……Ah"

Bernard instructed him to sit in a chaise lounge with his chin.

Agnes sits down next to Bernard, saying he's rude.

"What, why are you sitting next ?!"

"Oh, this seemed to indicate this."

"It's usually the face-to-face !?"

"sorry……"

Control your hands to get up in a hurry. I realized that it was a small thing to say where to sit.

The heart was pounding violently.

I haven't had much contact with a woman from the same age in the last few years, so I have no idea what kind of attitude I should be doing.

By the way, Jizil's daughters have known since they were babies, so they don't think they're the opposite sex.

I decided to quickly complete the requirements and leave the room.

Grab the contract on the desk and turn it towards Agnes.

"This is a contract. Read carefully and decide!"

"Yes, thank you"

When she thinks she will accept the contract, Agnes leans out and tries to read the text.

Bernard was surprised when he approached too quickly.

The sweet scent drifts softly, and it becomes more confused.

"--Che, a little, you, get closer!"

I pressed the Agnes in front of me in a hurry and moved away. The contract should be thrown and placed on the lap.

"I'm sorry I didn't look good"

"You can have as much paper as you can!"

"I'm sorry"

Bernard, whose face turned red and angry, listened to Agnes' heartfelt apology.

"I'm so sorry"

"Okay, read the contract quickly!"

"Yes"

Agnes begins to read the contract, prompted by Bernard.

I took the paper in front of me and read through the contract with a serious face.

"read"

"……Ah"

"Thank you, from now on."

"……Ah"

Salary is never high. The working conditions and living environment were not good either.

But Agnes said he would work here.

Bernard asks to sign the contract, reluctant to do so.

"... If you are satisfied with the content, write your name at the bottom."

"I understand"

Put your face close to the low desk and write the signature Agnes Leverge. Bernard sighed secretly, watching him.