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

(After all, my sister is amazing, I captivated everyone in an instant...)

At a slightly remote table, Bernardo leaked a sigh of uncertainty about how many times he would be, acknowledging Rosa's gentle bickering with the orphanage children.

It is a moment before dinner.

Citizens will enjoy an unparalleled conversation with their families. At this hour, the children of the East XV Orphanage, who live their lives every day, work in the internal service.

If you are somewhat learned, it is proxy, or if your fingertips are clever, it is flower making and embroidery, and the contents vary.

And, normally, there was now a rare, honest voice of admiration and laughter in this place that should have a tingling atmosphere chased by Norma.

"Hehe, the easiest character to appear is the letter 'S'. Me Ca... people with a clear personality often collapse boldly this way. Punde...... strong but the roots are honest, like, kids like this. Whatever the details, the expression of character is very important."

"Wow, they'll nominate you for the proxy business for this!

"The shape of rose petals is divided into seven main types. The most noble impression tee-based rose is the sword valve type. Contrary to the right and left of the petal, the center appears to be tucked away. Look, like a sword."

"Wow, the flowers look real all at once! I can't believe it's a rose sword, that's nice."

"Well, you have such qualities to be dressed in a rose sword."

That's because Rosa is intimately attached to the children's inner jobs.

The instruction is fresh and practical.

Moreover, children's hearts could not help but play because they frequently praised me with words that I could tell were from the heart. Such a fun "condolence" was the first time for anyone.

(I hope you can teach that to a pretty kid like an angel, too)

Bernardo adds that in his heart.

Children glaring at Rosa as if they were new to the church stained glass.

The souvenir confectionery that Bernardo had brought him because of his distraction was blind, and the boys, uniformly, were noticed by Rosa.

If you look back, you can say that the moment Rosa dropped by to say hello with an elegant bow, already, they've all been boned by her.

Usually they were all pretty strong and rubbed boys, but they got beat up by angelic beauty.

Around the twisters Theo and Johan still seem to be a little wary, but they still can't help but turn their gaze to the beautiful girl who is not in the lower town.

Before his enthusiastic companions under Rosa's guidance, calling him "Dear Rosa" and so forth, Bernardo remembered himself six months ago and felt like he was tickled.

(I'm worried about your health, but about your relationship, you seem okay with your sister.... No, Faye, he's the only one left, I hope he walks right over)

But there, it makes me look.

You can call him partner. His childhood tame, Faye, is a man known for his great aristocratic hatred because he has been persecuted as an immigrant by his parents' money.

If you ask him, his mother, who was selling goods, was suddenly taken to the police station one day on suspicion of burglary, and the next morning he came back as a corpse.

In fact, she was not a person to steal or anything, so it was thought that a nobleman who tried to get his hands on her, known for her beauty, would have let the police squad hold the money and taken her.

Unfortunately, such outrages on immigrants by nobles were frequent in the then Wang capital.

If you refuse, you'll be killed belly-up - even such a case was just one of the common tragedies.

Orphaned Faye hated the nobility, which is why he hated Bernardo with his aristocratic appearance when he just met him.

But he opened his mind a little bit by touching the harsh character that did not suit Bernardo's appearance and finding out that he rather despised the noble father as a wrongdoer.

The two were compatible with each other differently in nature.

While trying to make up for what was missing from each other, he tagged along to lead his orphanage buddies, and while he was doing so, he was becoming a group of boys with status there in Lower Town.

(... until I was picked up)

Because of his immediate desire for gold, Faye showed difficulty to Bernardo, who decided to embark on Count Langheim territory.

He hated it when Bernardo became a "person on that side".

But from Bernardo at the time, the journey to Count's territory was only to get the money for the moment.

I don't think noble life will serve me, and I'm not interested in growing up in Lower Town anyway.

After fooling stupid adults, as usual, and enjoying their often luxurious lives, and then coming home with the money in their hands - that's what Bernardo told them, jumping lightly on the carriage of the Count's house.

But there, Bernardo met Rosa.

In touching its beauty, its mercifulness, and its delicate heart, the priorities of many things in him were completely replaced.

Bernardo thought of himself as a frigid person, but I see he was only the son of a flower seller who had destroyed himself with a man, and he was obsessed with it for a long time.

When there was an unexpected commotion and I came back to King's Capital as a knight apprentice, it would be a lie to say that I never remembered Faye or his fellow citizens in the lower town.

But instead of them, Bernardo was putting them in her so much that she chose to stay by Rosa's side.

By and large, what Faye and I have been dealing with is friendship that is not sticky and accustomed, but teased and dry.

Instead of "I think of each other even when we leave," I believed that if we met again, our previous relationship would resume, as I said yesterday.

So when he unexpectedly saw Faye at the opera, Bernardo remembered a little awkwardness but honestly also thought it was a good opportunity to resume his friendship.

So I followed Faye as Rosa urged.

Apologizing to the meetup for the misdemeanour that he had not even contacted, Faye forgave me that outrageously.

Even with him, he didn't blame him for being unfaithful, but simply because he saw Bernardo, he called out.

If you ask me, they found just the right job, and I'm somewhat comfortable having a thoughtful partner, so they wanted to ask me out about Bernardo.

"Uh, what kind of work?

"Well... church work, is it?"

"Church! You!

Whatever, he said he was in charge of the powerful work of the process of making holy water, but the fey and the church of the disgusting atmosphere didn't suit him in any way, and Bernardo laughed.

But Bernardo lost his shoulder when he thought he was cheering on the noble lady, even if she didn't look good.

"Bad, no, but I can't do that job. Actually, I'm a knight apprentice at the Imperial Castle right now. You're not allowed to work side jobs."

"... Knight? You?"

"Oh, so many things, the outlook's gone crazy."

Having met a wonderful girl named Rosa in Count Territory.

To protect Rosa, if I kept my color-mad father away, it turned out to be a knight in the King's Capital.

For a while, no, whatever you can, that you want to stay by Rosa's side and support her.

Faye will know for sure - Bernardo, who thought so, told us all about his previous history.

I didn't realize my best friend's face was gradually getting stronger.

"I'll introduce you someday. Seriously, because you're as pretty as an angel. He's smart, and he's predictable, and he's the owner of The Eye of Truth. Oh, don't get your hands on me, all right? Ha, but you're pretty handy, and don't you have to worry about that"

…………

"Later, though I've become a man, I'm in a pretty good position as a knight. It's troublesome that you can't be without magic, but it's a surprisingly well-ventilated organization. Faye, you're so strong. Give me a minute, and I'll root for Faye one day."

"You are."

Faye abruptly blocked Bernardo.

"You chose that one."

"Huh?"

"Nearly a decade, we were together, not us, we just spent six months together, falling in love with a noble woman. You became a nobleman."

His voice was low and his eyes looking straight at this one were cold as if at night.

"What the hell is that? It wasn't my aristocratic status that I chose, my sister... it was Rosa. I didn't dump you, and I haven't changed a thing myself. He's the son of a florist, Belle from Lower Town."

"No."

Faye turned away as if she was tired of the sieve and turned her heels back toward the mess.

You've changed, and that's what I'm saying.

(I don't know how to quarrel with him all the time... oh when you do it and get quietly angry, you usually prolong it)

Remembering, Bernardo glances at his face.

It's basically a faint fay, but there seems to be some upscale, and touching it is nasty.

Quick fights are with each other, and as soon as we got into contention, our fists were out, but that's because it's an internal treatment, and it's only when we take out a chilling attitude just "Enough is enough," that's the real crisis.

Because Bernardo knows very well how ruthless he can be against enemies he classifies as "outside".

(He's fifteen years old too...... at the end of this year, I have to leave the hospital. I was in a hurry and maybe the bug was not in a good place)

I unconsciously follow my best friend.

I wanted Faye, who had a strong arm, to be on my side and protect Rosa along with me.

What is more, Bernardo's enemies are endless, not only those immersed in the power struggle and waving poison, but also royal flavors trying to marry Rosa if there is a gap.

Besides, Bernardo was aware that not only hostility, but envy was floating in the eyes that glanced at him at that time.

I also know that Faye, confident and proud of his martial arts, really wants to get out of the orphanage and stand up early.

The statement to pull him out was not even a joke, though.

(You also had trouble hating his nobility... Well, if you actually talked to your sister, you'd just change your mind. Or maybe if you eat full, that will fix your mood somewhat)

I tell myself that even as I think of the Buddha's top surface that I saw just before.

It's almost dinner time.

To make life here more comfortable, as of yesterday, along with firewood and blankets, I have delivered the money I robbed from Chris to the hospital.

The director, who runs this orphanage with tax measures, is indifferent to the children's situation, but at the same time, he won't jump up and down from them, so the money will undoubtedly be in the hands of the elderly children who act as tellers - that is, Faye.

The average citizen can afford to cover the table for the rest of the year.

In fact, from the kitchen, the smell of fine meat baking and the fragrance of luxuriously used spices had never been smelled before in the hospital.

Expectations and then, some pride and.

Waiting for dinner with that stuff on my chest, I hear a "dude" from the kitchen.

The Lord of the Voice was still a faceless fay.

In each hand, hold two wooden twigs of hot air and head toward a table with a rosa.

"I suppose it would be polite of you to serve your meal first"

"Oh, my God, you're a disgusting one. Still, that kind of rubbing care..."

Bernardo went after Faye in surprise, and then he was stunned.

The children also bothered, and only Rosa, sitting still, opens her eyes properly.

Because

"You haven't said hello yet. His name is Faye. immigrants. He was Bernardo's best friend (...) a man."

The contents of the hammer, which the children had spread out, paid off the flowers and embroidery, and set aside, were - because the leftovers floated and the soup was dirty and cloudy.

"And it's also dinner duty today. As a poor man, I prepared my meal with all my heart. Come on, let's call it in."

The colour of the indiscriminate scorn spills in the kind of reverence you take and attach.

My hostile black eyes quietly looked down at the breathtaking Rosas.