The Rotten Lady Rosa Wants to Watch Over Love from the Shadows

Bernardo, who was packing, stopped moving with his fingers in sight.

Unorganized mind, stare down at it.

Until a few months ago, my fingers were cracked, but these days even my nails were neat.

Now there, it looks like Rosa's body temperature is on.

(Why...)

Bernardo's extraordinary beauty is distorted.

Why doesn't Rosa reject herself?

She hasn't just blamed Bernardo for stealing, she's pushed even more luxury goods.

What's more, if they break it and get mad, anyway, I didn't think they'd worry about my fingers there.

(That guy, how far...)

I didn't care for the adjective that floated afterwards, and Bernardo shook his head with praise.

Often, after staring at his fingers like his parents' revenge, he ended up restarting the task of packing things in bags.

In addition, the bag contains horseshoes, gold earrings, and lace decorations.

Yes, Bernardo kept the fruits with him, saying, "I sold them out to the harbor desolates" and so on.

Most of all, not because his conscience blamed him, but because the men were too rough when he inspected the harbour to take the trade.

Instead of the region, they strand the country and rub the oceans everywhere, and they seem to be getting their hands on a darker operation as well.

That's what trafficking, embargoes, slave trafficking is all about.

Growing up in Lower Town, Bernardo can perceive the unique and dangerous atmosphere of men who get their hands on such operations.

Where he poorly took business, he had decided to withdraw early, stepping back and saying it would be a pain in the ass.

Now, what do we do with the contents of this bag?

Bernardo thought in the room sinking into dusk, but the thought was interrupted by a rough knock.

No, instead of knocking, the door kicks open without waiting for an answer.

"Hey! I'm here!

It was rutz with a rugged face who stepped into the room.

"... even if they don't rush me, I'll be right out"

"Not now!

Totally respectful, Lutz screams, trying to block it.

Its face, only slightly more grown up than Bernardo's, was now drawn to it with haste and fear.

"I don't have Lady Rosa! Nowhere in the Mansion!

"... what?

To unexpected words, frown.

But Rutz grabbed Bernardo's chest barn, still in turmoil.

"Rosa said she had just collapsed, but she left somewhere! What do you know?

"How do I know?"

Bernardo shrugged and snorted.

"You won't know. Odd, you went for a walk because you slept too much. Or night out, or man fishing. As much as you want to go out, there will be."

"There's no way Rosa would do something as bad as you!?

"Come on. I don't know about humans, because all of them are together, in a nutshell. By and large, aren't the people in this mansion taking her too consecrated? Even she has one or two natures that people can't tell you about -"

Bernardo made more correct points than he thought, but the words were never spinned until the end.

- Gah...!

Because Rutz punched him in the cheek from close range.

"Don't be ridiculous! You, that's all Rosa's been doing well, and you can still say that!

Lutz crimson with anger screams.

"Yikes... hey..."

Taking an aggressive passion, Bernardo sputtered a puff of blood as he poked one knee on the floor.

"Don't beat the shit out of younger opponents, you son of a bitch"

"You, that's the vegetable!

"Oh, is that bad? I grew up in Lower Town."

No longer even faking his tone, Bernardo glared at his opponent while holding down his cheek with a fever.

"Besides, I don't grow up well, unlike Rosa (...). Until I got here, there was no day I ate three decent meals, and until a few years ago, there was no day I wouldn't be beaten up. Join the rats and grab them, kick them around and turn them into ancient bread. That's how I've lived, you know!?

Instead, luxurious beauty now seeps into its power to the point of harshness.

Small, it was as fierce as a beast at hand.

"When your Lady Rosa was muddy and tucked into the futon, I was between poor kids, wrapped in straw and overpowered the snow. When she was surrounded by good people, I was surrounded by loose people and beaten. See how miserable that is!?

Lutz is breathtaking.

Bernardo kept screaming in anger.

This is all true.

I am angry at this misery. I hate Rosa.

But at the same time, I was most annoyed at myself for saying so desperately - that I couldn't keep my distance to Rosa until I did.

"From those who can afford it, just a little bit, and take back what I should have received, what's wrong! Even that woman was a little unhappy."

"You're so sweet!

But the assertion of emotional letting was blocked by Lutz, who held his fist.

He shuddered as he shuddered, and in his eyes, even seeped tears.

"You...... you're so drunk with your tragedy, what do you know about Rosa!?

"What?

Bernardo frowns at the unexpected counterattack.

Lutz told in a blurred voice.

"Dear Rosa... you've been abused until the time we were hired!

"Huh...?

Perhaps if Rosa had listened, she would have said, "Huh? I guess I was asking back."

But Rutz, who had no reason to know that, turned to surprise Bernardo and kept trying to squeeze it out.

"You don't know any other noblemen... but the noblemen of the province who live in the middle of nowhere are mostly fat people like their husbands. That's why Rosa is so thin, you know!?

"It's..."

"That's... because my husband neglected Rosa, who has eyes that foresee the truth. After his wife died, Rosa was transferred to the darkest room and spent most of the day being pushed into it..., and he wasn't given a satisfactory meal either!

Bernardo is breathtaking.

If I had been on this occasion, I'm sure Rosa would have been out of line, too.

Apparently, in Langheim's mansion, Rosa had been pulling cages since childhood, giving up her meals as well and nimanizing in a dim room, which is interpreted as having been abused.

It would also be due to the Count renewing his servant along the way and the information being taken over halfway.

"Furthermore, Lady Rosa... Hi, I have a verse that scares men"

"What...?

"He's kind to any human being, but he's got more than a certain physique, or he's got a masculine look or personality, which keeps him away somehow"

Moreover, Rosa even had a male phobia setting added.

When Lutz loosened the power of his fist, he sadly dropped his gaze on the floor.

"Now even me, you used to be so cute, but since I started growing taller, I've had a lot less conversation. Sometimes when you talk, you start to look anxiously at your complexion."

It is simply saddened that "this child has also become more and more 'offensive'..."

But the men, who were distanced as soon as they showed their masculine behavior, totally assumed, "Master Rosa must be afraid of men".

And terribly, there have been cases in the past that support it.

Lutz lurked his voice and whispered in a tone that seeped hatred.

"This is something only a few people in the mansion know… A few years ago, Lady Rosa has been seen entering and leaving her husband's study late at night on several occasions. It's also on a day when my husband gets very drunk. So, the day after that, no, when it's terrible, a few hours after that, you decide to fall down and fever. For the next few days, something's wrong with you.... you know what this means?

It means, of course, that the Count steals and reads the Spring Book into the intoxicating void and is falling down less of an excitement.

But Bernardo's interpretation, of course, was different.

"No way... the Count, to his real daughter...?

"Shit. Master Rosa is a noble lady who is asked to marry politically. Even that pig bastard, that's right, we don't even think about it. But... Otherwise, there's a chance he's setting it up."

Bernardo faded blue.

Even if it wasn't sexual harassment, let him drink or bump into rumors, for example.

It means that there may be a different cage in the Chamber of Aristocrats.

Seriously, I've seen harsh violence in Lower Town. Yeah, his imagination of that hand was out of group compared to boys his age.

(No way... she...? Yeah, but he also said to me, "Pretty place better" than masculinity... that said, he said he was used to a terrible meal too)

Bernardo remembered when Rosa dropped by for a whole meal of her own when he hadn't had lunch before.

- You eat if you like.

- Oh, no, that's fine! My sister's bump will be gone.

- Heh heh, that's okay. My meal is enough rotten potatoes.

A statement that I was accepting as a rare, retrograde joke for her.

But maybe that was a sad statement, seeping through her childhood realities.

Otherwise, noble daughters wouldn't bother to brush their hunting and cooking arms, etc.

I'm sure she was starved to the point where she had to.

Once I think about it, all the words and actions begin to conform to Lutz's claims.

If you realize it, in Bernardo, Rosa has transformed herself into a tragic girl.

(If so, she said... she was frightened by a man and lived like he was eating rotten potatoes, but... she maintained that kindness...!?

Bernardo was struck like he was stretched out on his cheek.

I was indeed left alone by my mother, but I had never been attacked by her.

Everyone beat me up all the time, but we still had company to do it back together.

In exchange, did she lose only one person in this large mansion - her mother, and she was behaved differently by her father, surrounded by men of good stature, and she lived in fright?

In a dim room, thinking of Rosa sitting around holding both arms, like protecting her young body, Bernardo was driven by the kind of guilt he wanted to hit himself with.

(To someone like that, what a...!

I guess she still believed in people.

I suppose you wanted to mercy and protect the weak.

Maybe I overlaid my past self in the unusual appearance of Bernardo.

Even so, Bernardo betrayed her and hurt her.

"………………"

All the while, I grip my fist so much that blood seems to seep in.

I felt it when I was hugged earlier, the thought of my chest being drawn.

Guilt has now been added to it, and it has swelled many times to cause him to "bite."

I need to apologize to her right now.

Return the looted items and tell them your honest thoughts.

The truth is, he recognized you as a loving, true lady.

Whenever I was told I was being cherished, I was actually so happy that I seemed to scream out - that I was just being sweet.

"Hey, what's up...?

With this one suddenly silent, Lutz frowns and calls out.

But ignoring that too, Bernardo kept thinking.

From the timing, she must have left the mansion because she was scratched by Bernardo's betrayal.

Where did Rosa of Heartbreak go?

(Favorite place...... no, that guy said "next door to Bernardo is the most fun place to be". Yes... I care more about me than I do about myself, that's who I am)

If so, even in this case, would she try to take some action for Bernardo rather than go to comfort her own mind?

For example, prepare yourself or prepare a road bank so that Bernardo can take a comfortable journey out of the house.

(Road bank...... yes, port -!)

Earlier, I remembered myself telling Rosa that "cash is the best" or "I sold it off in a bundle of three sentences".

Given her character, wouldn't she try to convert the hardware into cash and give it to Bernardo?

Alternatively, I can even think of going into the rough guy's place where I bought it in a bundle of three sentences and trying to get my brother's share back.

"Damn......"

"Oh, hey -! Where are you going!

Hearing Lutz scream behind his back, Bernardo jumped outside the mansion, where the sun had completely begun to set.