The Resetting Lady

Karen regretted it.

At least I wasn't angry at him in the hall. There was no one there, literally no need to care about anyone's eyes. The whole mansion was like a bedroom. It started on the steps of the hall.

And in the hallway, sitting by the window.

Karen begged me several times to go to bed, but it was long after Raymond heard it. Karen couldn't even calculate how much time had passed.

"Uh…."

Karen was as sick as if she had been bruised all over. There was no real difference.

How long has it been?

Karen stared blankly out of the window. When I opened my eyes, the sun was up, but I couldn't tell whether it was dawn or afternoon.

My whole body was throbbing and sticky. There was even a bruise.

"Lord Raymond."

Karen sang Raymond quietly.

“…….”

He didn't get up. Karen saw Raymond. He was blindfolded with one hand. His shortness of breath seemed to keep him asleep.

At last.

Raymond's body wasn't completely clean, but the difference in physique was so great that he had some fingernail marks on his skin. Her skin was so strong that she didn't leave much mark when she bit her. Even though I bit my shoulder, I didn't care. Karen was a little intimidating when she saw her shoulder with no teeth left. You're hurting yourself like this. Raymond had only a few fingernail marks on his back at best.

Karen wanted to wash up next to her as she watched Raymond sleep soundly. I want you to let go. Raymond's behavior was so extreme that it was hard to follow. I don't think it used to be like this before.

"It's heavy…."

The arms on his body were heavy.

"Sir Raymond, put your arms away.”

"Well…yes…."

Karen held Raymond's arm heavy and pushed him aside. Nevertheless, he did not open his eyes. He was also tired. At least two days have passed. In the meantime, he has not been able to leave his room properly, let alone eat. I stayed in bed except to wash my physiological needs for a while.

"Uh…."

He/she could not know whether he/she had fallen asleep or was tired and/or was confused. In the meantime, I couldn't even eat properly. I thought Raymond had a lot of work to do, so I didn't have much time to spend on him, but after a day, I became desperate to do something else.

In order for a person to move, there needs to be something in his mouth, but Raymond was so physically fit than Karen that the time to move was so different. Karen really thought she might die of a heart attack or something. If a man dies while he's doing it, he's called Bok Sang-sa, so could a woman die? Sergeant Bok?

Karen blinked at the thought. I wanted to wake up because I couldn't get out of bed for too long. I was thirsty, so I put a person who asked for a glass of water in the bucket.

Thinking so, Karen belatedly noticed that she was also thirsty. Karen reached for the bottle of water. I couldn't reach it. I had to get up.

"…don't go."

Karen felt almost frightened by Raymond's voice. I looked back, but I talked in my sleep. At last he was exhausted and asleep. Finally, Karen first felt that the absence of people was scary in this sense, too. A sigh of relief naturally came out.

"Please... Let me go....”

Karen pushed Raymond's hand out of the bed, holding his ankle. Unlike Raymond, who is as strong as a monster, he has an ordinary person's body. It's really too much now. Karen staggered when she stepped on the floor alone after a long time.

“…….”

Feel dizzy.

Karen got up and drank from the water bottle next to her bed. The cold water passed through my throat. He touched Karen's neck and frowned. I had a sore throat. The neck was not the only thing that hurt. I worked so hard that I felt a throbbing pain all over.

Just enjoy idleness. Why did you do something you didn't do?

Come to think of it, I think it was the first time that he had asked for it first. Raymond and I died before we got used to sleeping, so we always showed a clumsy, shy girl.

But I think it was more comfortable. Karen seemed to understand why Raymond endured. He meant it when he said he was confident to control himself because there were only two of them.

Karen could also see how considerate Raymond was when he was newlywed. Raymond was not the man Karen could handle.

Didn't Karen keep waking you up and bothering you even when you were tired? This is torture.

“…….”

After confirming that he was asleep, Karen crept out of the room with her paws. I wanted to go down, eat anything, and get some sun.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…"

Karen sighed at the smelly things in the kitchen. I didn't know how many days I had been stuck in bed. Most of them were smoked meat, so there was no problem, but a bird like Raymond caught it, so it had a rotten smell.

"…Should I clean it up?"

Karen was offended. But I didn't want to wake Raymond up. What he wanted to do with them was the human mind, so Karen put the rotten things together and began to clean them up. However, it was hard to know where to dump the body.

This was something I had never done before. Cooking is done by a chef, so cleaning up is done by the people in charge. So self-justified Karen soon gave up and bit into the neatness of the tomatoes in the corner.

"…I'm hungry…"

Karen felt the need to eat the old meat again. As expected, there was a limit to gaining strength with fruits and vegetables. Karen put the tomatoes in a small basket and escaped from the kitchen and headed back to their bedroom. I should really stop now and get up and start my daily life.

The cook really needed to be here. And you have to call at least five handymen. Life with only two people was so hard and without discipline. Karen also wanted to talk to other people.

"Two are too few.”

I thought it would be okay if there was only one person, but it wasn't. The two were too few. Karen wanted to live in a more crowded place. I needed an exchange. Before the relationship, I thought it was due to a lack of physical contact with Raymond, but after spending the night with him, it became more clear.

"…I need people.”

Karen needed a man. One was not enough. There had to be more people to talk to and laugh or get angry with each other.

I kept everyone at a distance because I thought they were the people in the book, but the relationships that I thought were meaningless were about achieving myself.

Karen found herself always surrounded by people. From the time she opened her eyes in the morning, when she ate, until she worked or fell asleep, there were always servants and servants beside her.

No matter how much Raymond loved himself and took on the majority of the work by himself, there were too few things he could do as a person. It was inevitable because Raymond was one.

"…Just a year."

It only takes a year.

Karen walked down the hall. Before that, I took out another tomato and put it in my mouth. It was okay because there are still many tomatoes left. If it's not enough, we can go back. Karen thought of people, feeling the pulp that burst in her mouth.

Angry, disappointed, and distressed needed so many people. Many such as Iselana, Verdick, Nancy, Bowen, Donna, Countess Elba, Prince Gwiz.

“…….”

Karen walked and looked down at the main hall. There was still a mop and bucket left by Raymond a few days ago. You didn't even clean that up, and right here...Karen felt her face turning a little red.

"I'm so... yeah....”

That's too much. Karen rubbed her cheek down the stairs. I should clean this up first while Raymond is still sleeping. Karen put down a basket of tomatoes next to her and picked up a bucket and a mop.

"…oh, dirty.”

After a leisurely tour around, it was clear that time had passed. Karen sighed watching the dirty mop. Over time, it was dry and dry, but the mop was covered with dirty things. Karen took a bucket and mop and went out to the waterfront on the garden side.

"Why are you so dirty when there's no one here? Two of them are absolutely ridiculous.

The mansion is so large that it gets so dirty right away. Karen grumbled and turned on the dusty water and put water into the bucket. As the water began to fill, I rinsed the dirty water inside.

"…oh my."

What is this?

Karen picked up the dirty mop she had pushed on the floor. Something was twinkling in the mop.

“…….”

If Karen was a little younger, so if she was about 20 years younger. Karen would have screamed.

Karen knew what this was. Karen picked it up and looked at the water bottle with her other hand.

It was dirty.

Karen could tell what this mark was.

I couldn't understand what this was, which turned brown over time.

“…….”

Karen stared blankly down at the object on her palm.

It was unexpected.

It was someone's fingernail.

***

Let's not think about it.

I didn't know how I came back. I came back to my room somehow or other. Karen lay beside Raymond again.

Is it animal blood? Raymond always cooks the meat. Sheep, herring. Raymond wouldn't do that. Why on earth would you bring an animal that's bleeding alone?

It wasn't just blood. Why are your fingernails there? Karen wondered if there were any animals with nails similar to human nails.

Sheep, cow, horse, chicken....

But no matter how hard I think about it, Karen could not think of an animal that looked like a human fingernail.

What is it? Who is it?

"Carran."

"…Yes, Lord Raymond."

Karen almost screamed for a moment. Raymond asked Karen in a hoarse voice.

"When did you wake up?"

Karen had to laugh naturally. Fortunately it wasn't that difficult.

"Stop getting up, Raymond."

"…yes."

"And you know…Wouldn't it be better for us to have dinner now?”

"Okay."

Raymond took Karen by the hand.

"It's nice to be next to you."

“…….”

Karen couldn't get her hand out of him. But I couldn't ask any more questions.

Why were you erasing the blood?

Whose nails are they?

I didn't want to hear a lie. I have to ask, but I don't want an answer. I'm afraid I'll be disappointed. I have to be polite.

Karen felt Raymond's face coming back down on her lips and closed her eyes.

Raymond's love didn't have to be doubted.

So I couldn't ask.