The Resetting Lady

"That's very helpful. Thank you."

"Thank you for giving me such a good job. How are you?"

"…if I haven't spoken to you, don't talk to me first."

Nancy smiled and held Karen's hand. When the first black woman caught her hand, Karen crumpled her face for a moment, but forced her to release her expression due to her mother's rebuke. Nevertheless, her eyes were not good.

Catherine, who brought Nancy to Karen, said sternly.

"Carran, Nancy's the one my mom brought. You shouldn't look at it like that."

"That dirty....”

"Dear! Please respect Nancy as you respect me. He's the one who'll help Karen."

However, bringing Nancy even though Dare was present meant that her influence was diminished and Dare alone was not enough. Of course Dare didn't like her. Fortunately, Karen didn't like Nancy either, and she kept coming to Deer to avoid Nancy. Every time Karen came, Dare felt relieved.

Dare stroked Karen's head when she was alone. The more Karen rejected Nancy, the more helpful she was.

"Nancy's a lullaby? That's ridiculous. Well rejected, Karen."

“…….”

"I'm sure Gypsy will sing a strange song.”

"I suppose so, right?

"Well, go to bed."

A woman with black skin, a woman who just wanders, not even a woman with another reputation. It doesn't fit. Dare was extremely displeased to have such a woman attached to her student.

A maid is not a job for such a woman. A neat appearance should not make the hostess feel ashamed, a woman must keep her clothes tidy, and always have a quiet attitude and a heavy mouth. Karen should at least have a middle-class educated lady as a maid, a black fortuneteller. Dare was indignant. But the lord did not listen to Dare's advice.

"Dear, I'm not disparaging your learning, but what Karen needs now is not education. Why don't you leave it up to Nancy?"

"Hayer, don't do that. How could you pick up a woman who's such a charlatan? He keeps saying weird things to Karen.”

The lord replied, rubbing his head with his hands.

"Dear, Karen is not your daughter. We're the ones who judge what's good for a child. Why don't you rest somewhere else for a while?"

Dare asked back in a fit of rage.

"Young-ju, I'm the only one who's really interested in Karen these days. How long have you talked to Karen, not about you?”

"Stop it. You talk too much. I'm more than a kid right now. I have a lot of important things to do, so leave me alone.”

"When you die, Karen....”

Boom.

Dare felt sorry for the lord. He can't make the right decision because of his sick wife. The same is true of Catherine, who is sick. Deer was the only one who could think purely of Karen without preoccupation with Catherine.

Children whose parents do not care grow in the hands of the user. And the user never puts on the same affection as his parents. Dare has seen so many such people. And the doubt was certain.

"Now... what are you doing?”

"Well, it's a medicine to help you."

"What did you feed Karen? Did you get confirmation from the doctor?”

Nancy snorted at Dare's interrogation.

"Do you know what I'm talking about? Don't identify me with those idiots, sir. They have their ways, and we have ours. This is just more appropriate for a girl."

The Young-ju couple were foolish in a strange place. It is common for adolescent children to daydream and create their own world. The degree difference is significant, but Karen's seizures and fantasies are also not uncommon for people of her age. Adults should give proper proofreading to such children. In such a situation, Dare's anger flared up when he brought a gypsy who gave him strange stories and suspicious drugs.

But Karen's seizures have apparently decreased since Nancy came. The mansion, which was overwhelmed by Catherine alone, welcomed Karen's quietness. But Karen was getting a little weird in silence.

"I can't eat it."

"Lady?"

"Nancy, this tastes weird. “

Dare was shocked.

"Carran, you shouldn't be so polite to your users."

"Yes? Ah."

The beginning was a horse. Karen was getting strange. She was ashamed of having a black girl, but she sometimes had a hard time with her like her boss. Nancy became more and more full.

Karen became apparently calm. But in Dear's view, it was no better than drugging. Emotions grew dull and memories faded away. What was particularly serious was about people.

Catherine called Karen in occasional cheer, but the meeting gradually decreased to once a week, once a fortnight, and once a month. Nancy, on the other hand, spent more time treating her child from morning to night, and her influence grew stronger.

"How's Karen... how's she doing?"

"That's not good. Nancy kept reading strange fairy tales and feeding them things she didn't know.”

"But you don't hurt yourself anymore, do you?”

"…yes."

"That's enough."

Catherine looked at Dare with her white-table eyes. Both eyes, which had already lost their sight, were almost as if they were open as a courtesy.

"As long as I'm alive....”

Karen didn't recognize her mother at the last meeting. She freaked out, took Nancy's hand and backed away, as if she had seen something dirty.

"Madam, these days Karen almost follows Nancy as if she were you.”

"…Really?

"We have to kick him out right now."

"Dear."

Catherine was as thin as a skeleton as a young enemy. The white underwear seemed to span branches and the voice was no different from the creaking of wood furniture.

"Dear. We really... You've been together for a long time.”

"…Mrs. Haier."

"Even if I die, Karen will be fine. Nancy will take good care of you."

"Lost... the maid.”

Dare choked up.

"There's no way a maid can replace you."

"Please call my name."

"Mrs. Haier."

"Not that."

"…Enid."

Catherine tried to make a face. It was not known whether he tried to laugh.

Catherine is dead.

She was touching her daughter's portrait until she died. Catherine missed her daughter very much, but she didn't meet her. It was her opinion that Karen would rather forget herself. Young-ju accepted the opinion that what would happen if he remembered the person who would die for a long time? But he did not come out of Catherine's room for a month. And he avoided looking at Karen.

"Carran?"

"…Oh, yes. Hello."

"Katherine's dead.”

"What?"

Karen looked at Dare with a slightly blank look and then turned to Nancy. And Dare still can't forget Karen's continued words.

Karen asked Nancy.

"Who's Catherine?"

That one thing that was like a nightmare.

What made Karen behave was as good as white teeth. Dare was shocked. However, he did not come out even though he knocked on the door of Yeongju. The son's madness was nothing new. such a trivial thing as the death of his wife

The last time Dare saw the lord was when he was deported. I didn't drag him out, but if I wanted to get a small pension, I had to go out, so it was no different.

***

"You don't remember."

"…yes, Mrs. Dare."

The first feeling I felt was unpleasant. Karen looked at her facial expression and didn't like everything she said, from the face of Mrs. Dair.

"Are you all right?"

"Yes."

It was horribly fine. What Dare said was what Karen had already expected. Even that Karen's whole life is her delusion. I've thought about it over and over again.

"Why?"

Mrs. Dare asked Karen a question with a questioning face.

"How come you're okay? It shouldn't be all right."

Karen's mouth watered at the arrogant answer.

"To put you in a nutshell, my confusion is due to some sort of justice.”

"It must be very unpleasant, but it's true. Gypsies are dealing with all kinds of things."

Karen snorted.

"Why would they wander around if they were that capable? I will conquer the world."

Mrs. Dare's face turned slightly red. But she soon opened her mouth.

"Well, you're weak-minded.”

To some extent, it was not pleasant to hear from others. But Karen ended her emotional expression by shrugging her shoulders.

A hundred years is not so easy. It is also already in mind that everything is an illusion of madness. Therefore, it is not surprising to hear the truth from Mrs. Dare. That's a possibility, and I had a calm judgment first. Before keeping her promise to die, she made a pledge to punish Nancy properly.

"Thanks to you, one thing is clear. He knows I'm out of my mind."

And the fact that he hid the body was helped at home. Karen looked at her fluffy hair.

"You're not me."

It is too long and concrete to dismiss many of the memories in the head as mere delusions. Karen didn't know how far to trust Dare's words. No, even if you believe everything, there is too little information. After all, this woman is an outsider. I know little

"Not my father, not my mother. Nancy, moreover....”

I shouldn't have killed him.

"I can't prove what you're saying because I'm away from you now."

The remark marked Dare's color.

"You left? What happened?”

"I quit my job."

"That's great. That's why you came all the way here. If she had been working, you wouldn't have come this far.”

Yeah, I killed him. I drugged him and strangled him. And I tried to use it to surprise her. I can't find any bodies right now.

"Well… can't I go back to being your tutor? Yes? Karen, tell the lord. You followed me well. You won't remember, but you did."

It was disgusting to her to force a friendship and a memory she didn't have. When a rich man dies, all kinds of women cling to him. Like Helen, the housekeeper. But Karen didn't even want to throw Mrs. Dare away, saying she should know her place. She has already been thrown out of the way. In addition, I've seen many women who want to be their mothers.

"There's so much you haven't told me."

"I didn't lie about anything.”

"Then why were you kicked out?”

Karen asked Dare. Dare's face changed.