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

Travel by carriage for two days.

At last, after a long journey, Rosa and Bernardo were relieved to pass to a room in the Royal Palace.

Bed on sofa set, simple kitchen in back small room and bathroom.

Rather than a room, it's a room that presupposes accommodation.

In order to show their sincerity, they gave the mansion in the King's City to the royal family, so that each of them would henceforth surrender to a detached palace and a Knights' quarters.

For that reason, Rosa and the others were only allowed to stay here until the process was complete.

"Exactly, you're tired..."

"Yes, sister. Shall we make some tea?

"Say what! I'll brew."

Rosa stops sharply and stands up for her younger brother, who tries to undo his traveling costume or burn his sister's care quickly.

I'm determined to make every cup a family heirloom for the tea that makes me guess, but I don't mean to annoy my hands after a long journey.

When Rosa handily removed the tea leaves from her luggage, she made tea with all her heart.

Let Bernardo take in the rotten minded tea, that is, corrupt him from the inside out, as well.

(May Beltane blossom his "take" appearance every day)

Handing over the cup as he skipped prayer, Bernardo happily broke his face.

Rosa quickly uttered the most difficult function inside, dampening the urge to attack.

"Nevertheless... you had no idea we were going to work for the Royal Palace."

"Right. It's been a streak of going beyond my expectations this past month."

Settling on the sofa set, the two exchange words with smudges.

Rosa, in particular, was looking back at the past halfway.

(Your father sent us to the monastery, and we kept our territory, I can't believe it...)

Though she decided to prosecute her father, to be honest, Rosa thought it might be Mount Sekiyama about temporary caution.

Illegal slave trafficking and pirate stopover permits must be a sin, but neither can be overstated as "I didn't know," because using the Count's powers was enough to screw it up in the first place.

Well, let me be cautious for a while, and in the meantime, Rosa thought I'd just get real power or a verdict, etc.

But the people of the mansion, including Bernardo, who heard the noise, took the lead and fanned the inhabitants, resolutely saying, "Deprive me of my identity! Go to jail!" He has asked.

(Father... you hated me that much because of the color madness...)

Of course, their anger was due to "verbal propaganda such as abusing Master Rosa, pulling in sentence pirates and exposing them to crisis," but the person at the time doesn't understand the area.

In the end, Rosa sent the monasteries for the treatment of her father in the form of forgiveness for the heavily punished inhabitants.

Of course, the reason I decided to send the monastery was that I wanted to let you look for a sense of level in life of purity and poverty in preparation for your future departure, but the biggest reason...

(Monastery for men...... the garden of roses only for the lord. Rotten "hehe," even a father like that, woke up to rose love)

It was such a rotten preaching spirit.

(Oh, Father. For the first time, I can truly support you)

She dropped off her father, who was protesting the disposition to the end and cursing Rosa, as she desperately pressed the grin in.

"I will always write to you every day. Please write to me about your father, too. I will always be waiting."

And, when he asked for information to be shed on the monastery, his father opened his eyes as upset and stared at Rosa.

So Rosa stepped on it now if she were to fold, and for the first time in more than a decade she took his hand and squeezed it.

"I will always, always be waiting. Your reward for love."

When I glanced at him and pressed him with the thought "Regards Rose Love Report," he nodded naggingly after being silent for nearly ten seconds with plenty of time.

I also feel like my eyes were a little moist, so Rosa's rotten passion may have finally overwhelmed him, too.

I won, Rosa thought.

So far, Rosa was very satisfied.

However, this time, because the anger of the inhabitants was so great, I was frightened and tried to return the territory, and the inhabitants stopped me from doing everything in their power about it.

Apparently, many years of leaf-making and literacy education I had begun as a cloth stone to spread rose books were appreciated more than I thought.

After all, rot saves the world. Rosa had gained certainty.

(Nevertheless, it was a miscalculation that Belton would be working for the Royal Palace because of this incident.)

Rosa's biggest and only miscalculation was there.

This settled one thing, and then until I slipped into the monastery, I was going to look at Bernardo's rose love pattern from the shadows to the nimanima, and how dare that Bernardo be summoned to the king's capital.

Anything, he said, is a measure to get the younger Count heirs to gain social experience on the ground.

Rosa was in a great hurry, not expecting to be deprived of her days with Bernardo all round.

That's when he heard, "I will also allow my sister to climb the castle as a princess's advisor," and jumped without one or two.

(I am the woman who turns the pinch into an opportunity...... Even if you go to the unexpected King's Capital, make sure you sublime it to adoration......!

Prohibited out-of-house work for men would drastically reduce the chances of seeing men tangle with each other, but then all you have to do is drag your co-workers' women into this sweet swamp.

Ideally, you should get your best friend while you're in the Wang capital and debut the monastery together.

A noble lady with advanced literacy training - or rose love writer candidate - wants so much as a hand out of her throat.

Furthermore, I hear that the First Knights will also be in charge of guarding the outer perimeter of the outhouse.

This means nothing more than that we can sometimes see defensive men dressed in Rin Knight clothes, including Bernardo.

Rosa looked again at her brother sipping tea on the couch across the street and smiled.

Brand new knight's clothing, based on white.

How about this glitter with blonde cat hair, smooth white cheeks and polished golden buttons.

I'm sure the adjective Rin must have been born to describe him.

(Uniforms are good... Before this overwhelming charm, any lord would have to be dragged into the BL swamp by Beltanz Love.)

Behind Rosa's brain, who secretly holds her fist, a BL kaleidoscope was deployed, staged in the royal palace, centered on one "take" Bernardo every millennium.

Titled, "Total Bell Tan Receipt Plan".

Find a wide variety of colorful men in the Royal Palace, handsome men, and guide and place them around Bernardo to form the BL Harlem.

And I enjoy their woven love patterns from the shadows.

Speaking of which, the princess's talker is said to be blessed with the opportunity to encounter the prince, Encount, if it works, so let's definitely sell Bernardo in for that fold.

(Then, eventually, a magnificent BL theatre involving the kingdom emerges......!

Rosa, whose idea of her own balls has fallen off, was very excited about it from earlier.

Thanks to this, he got pale by way of example, and Bernardo across the street embarked on him worried.

"Sister, your complexion... Again, before you face Her Royal Highness, be nervous and come?

"Huh? No, not at all"

Rosa immediately denied it, but Bernardo, worried, clouded her face.

"Not only today on my first day, but every day I wish I could follow my sister up to the outhouse. Her Royal Highness has a reputation for horses… I'm worried about my sister."

He grew up in Wang Du, albeit in Lower Town, so through parades and rumors, he apparently had more detailed royal information available than Rosa, who was in the country.

So you're a horse? and to Rosa tilting her neck,

"Precisely not so much a horse... No, anyway, it sounds like it's true that throwing and screaming things and not liking 'the talker' makes you quit right away"

Bernardo answered that while choosing the words.

I thought it would be difficult to help you out early, but no, no, if you just fired me, I might even open up a chance to re-employ a laundry lady with a knighthood.

That's an ant, too. (sheets,) Rosa got a (handsome,) crispy belly (sheets,).

Just as it was time to go say hello to the princess, Rosa and the others made their way out of the palace.

It's where the princess sleeps.

On the grounds of Rosa's infirmity and Bernardo's infancy, she has been specifically allowed to greet them together this time, but since they are basically forbidden to men, we can hardly find a man, including a guard.

Instead, Rosa strained her chest when she noticed it, as she thought she was from the aristocratic class and the samurai stood down here and stared at this one.

"Look, look. That's Langheim's..."

"Well. That my sister wears a veil and I don't know, but my brother has brilliant blonde hair. That's a lovely face."

(Heh heh. Beltane's adorability attracts humanity beyond gender. I get it)

Rosa takes Bernardo as her strongest "take," but if you see it broadly as "being offered love from multiple directions," there's nothing wrong with being hot from a woman.

My expression loosened when I said that it was good for both men and women.

But...

"But you grew up in Lower Town, right? Isn't it gold-plated beauty at best?

"Look at that, my brother is quite decorative, but my sister's poor minister outfit! You mean a lot because you want to polish it for one person. You're practically a fallen nobleman."

Rosa was annoyed when she heard the words in the mockery mix as she creaked.

What aesthetically blind people.

But that, too,

"If it's just a sacrifice to be swayed by Her Royal Highness, it's enough to that extent -"

"Well -,...............!

For some reason, Rosa leaned her neck to surprise as they all broke off the conversation with the two.

…………

"Hehe. That's right, there are so many beautiful people in the royal palace, sister."

Looking back and finally understanding.

Behind Rosa, Bernardo was smiling.

Its angle, fluttering and shaking blonde hair, more importantly, pure empty eyes, slightly inclined to the little neck.

For this day, my brother, who released all of Rosa's whiskers to get herself ready, shines beautifully until the tip of his nails, no, even the tip of his hairline.

(Guuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

Rosa, who was even inadvertently shot through her heart by a stray bullet smile, folded into a letter that put her body in her brain and blew momentum behind her back.

Damn, how about this overwhelming charm that drains the viewer's temper?

(Here! Cute, but too much! I can't believe you suddenly smile and take words away from people as if by accident... Belltan, hey, you're not proud to be a person like that!?

Covering his mouth with both hands and quietly confused, Bernardo raised his voice "Ah".

He slowly reached for Rosa's veil and turned it up.

"Sister. At the end of your lashes, something."

"Huh."

Do rotten thoughts embody and stick out of your eyes?

Seeing Rosa's face dewy, her surroundings breathe in unison.

Rosa blinked her eyes in panic, but Bernardo laughed small and tongued out.

"Excuse me, it was my fault"

That's what I say, put the veil back.

(You mean a mistake? Oh, what, now? Who the hell gave you permission to be that cute?

Bernardo's cuteness keeps his heart pounding and pounding.

It wasn't a good idea to fall here, so Rosa put all her strength into Tanda and sneaked back into shape.

Shift your perspective towards the distance so that your nosebleeds do not erupt.

"... right? I hope so."

"Excuse me. Come on, let's go, sister. This place is a waste of time (...)."

So, of course, I didn't realize that behind her back my brother was poisoning his grin and limping around.