Tower of Karma

One woman knocked on the gate of William's house. A plain looking woman at first sight. Age looks young, but as a woman, it's time to go. Age classified as late. In the Wang capital, the marriage age rises year after year, but it is still close to the time when the legs come out.

"Which is it?

It was also this woman who opened the door and faced the woman. Looks fancy at first glance. It's not nasty flashy either. Born and held, Hua and Ai make her colors. The age would be exactly the flower platter, just right around the time.

"My name is Rutgard von Taylor. Mr. William is here for you."

The plain woman's name is Rutgard von Taylor.

"William would read in the living room... no"

The flashy woman's name is Victoria von Bernbach.

It was an obvious lie, but it was probably included by William. You can say well that you are away because you want to read, but if they said you are, you are just bad. This may distrust the Guest. Well, I'm glad it was Rutgard.

"Please tell me that Rutgard has come here to talk about your work. If you're still away, don't worry, I won't say anything."

Victoria thinks "mmm". Move your head desperately to figure out what to do with this situation, but...

"I'm gonna ask you something!

I ended up taking the choice of asking William. Again, this is a bad hand. It's like telling them you're totally absent.

"Thank you."

Without waiting for Rutgard's reply, Victoria's back, once running away, did not look very aristocratic. That's why Rutgard's chest gets all twitchy. I was wondering if I would step into something important and destroy everything with that affection that I would be forgiven for doing anything.

"Who told you to rose your absence? Ah? Are you a birdhead?

"But in this case, it's a little hard to say."

"... it's so clear that you're so stupid"

"Eh heh."

"I'm not praising you and don't laugh happily! That's enough. Go back to your room. I'll deal with the guests."

"... are you meeting me? What about books?"

"I can't ignore you, even if I don't need to see you. If you find out, just go to your room. Read and study, too."

"Yes."

You can hear it all the way to the front door. Crazy talking fight. When I hear this, I get just a little crackle in Rutgard's grin. A relationship that was born unknowingly. This is the result I've been waiting for while I haven't moved as late. Noticing his sway, Rutgard took a small, deep breath.

(It's okay. She doesn't understand the truth about that guy. Understandably, I'm the only one who's complicit)

And Rutgard turns his usual grin on William, who appears sorry. "Fool's rude," "No, I hope you're well," and "I'm just stupid," he says lightly.

"... I didn't think you were coming this time of year."

"It's this time of year that I wanted to meet and talk to you a little bit."

"Okay. Up you go, Rutgard."

"Yes, William"

Rutgard at William's invitation. William's realm stepped on for the first time. Rutgard felt disloyal to offending there. Of course this is far outside of the line that Rutgard recognises. It won't touch William's harp line.

Still, it is still a nervous thing to say for the first time. Even if you know...

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"My brother is bothering you"

Best of all, Rutgard apologized. William laughs bitterly when he hears that apology. This woman is still smart. At least I see that recent moves are not William-driven. Excellent. If it was a man, it was as much as I wanted my men to be.

"What, if you win, you can go above what I think. That Mr. Einhardt just outsmarted me."

"If my father had fallen ill, it would have been a no-risk battle."

"I'm bored. Better than a no-risk high return, if it's high risk but you get the best, you should take it. If you think about the future. I'm worried about you."

"If so, I won't say anything. Fight fully."

Frequent silence. Long time no peace wraps William up. A silent but never disgusting space. For William in the hustle and bustle, it was a more comfortable space than he thought.

"Can I ask you something? You didn't come all this way to apologize to your family, did you?

Rutgard looks slightly sad.

"Should I not come if I have no business?

"No, that's not true."

Rutgard laughing mischievously. I can tell he made fun of me alone. Look at William, who understands it and laughs bitterly, and Rutgard does the same. It feels like this is the Taylor family. I feel like the end of the early morning and late evening auditorium.

"It's a joke. Here's what I need you to do."

What Rutgard has offered is a roll of parchment. William's eyes narrowed.

"Mind if I look inside?

"Please scrutinize."

William receives parchment from Rutgard and spreads it. What was written inside was gratifying to William today. Something like a loan contract. One signature and a hundred pieces of gold. Interest rates are considerably curtailed. Nearly interest-free.

"I can't take money from the Taylors right now."

William turns his mind. As a result, I cannot take this loan. I'm taken into account for my relationship with the Taylor family, and it makes it hard to use my insurance when I lose. That and this money on the scale would be difficult to receive.

"That's why I thought so. The source of the money is that Hilda is helping me become a gardner. Of course, the money is mine, but I was wondering if this would have ruled out the seeds of your concern."

A wording that can certainly be taken as a loan from Gardner if you look closely at the contract. It doesn't even contain the letters from the Taylor family. I can accept this. Rather, at this rate, there is no reason to say no.

The woman who says Rutgard doesn't have too many gaps in what she does, contrary to the way she smiles quietly. Similar type to Ernesta, but the depth over here wasn't that ratio.

"We can give you a reason if you need it. You may continue to take it as your money to hang out with Brother Einhardt and hence with me or Brother Carl, who is your main house. Well, it's my hoarding, so it's not that much."

"... are hundreds of pieces of gold Rutgard's personal property?

"Yes, we've been saving it."

William knew Rutgard was working sneaky. Coordinating aristocratic clothing is the main task. Hilda, in particular, was so dependent on Rutgard for almost all his clothing. William is still wearing the clothes that Rutgard gave him.

"Nevertheless... I'm not a parent, I'm not running a chamber of commerce, you're a hundred pieces of gold"

"Material costs, processing costs, they are insignificant compared to the brand you are putting on. It's good for you, my business."

Rutgard was undoubtedly Laurent's daughter. I even tailored the presence of 'myself' to the brand by putting it on the Taylor family brand. William is reluctant to judge the neighborhood, but the existence of saying Rutgard is perhaps surprisingly known among the nobles. Otherwise, how can a nobleman save a hundred gold coins? In the first place, noble ladies don't earn their own money.

"Thank you. It'll help."

"No, more than anything I can do to help."

Rutgard bows his head with pepper. Once again, William was stunned by the blindness of the nobles. It's just the good guys on the outside that get whimpered, and their unglamorous daughters like Rutgard and others can't even look at them. No matter how good the contents are, there won't even be an opportunity to shine in the current situation, where only households and hua are regarded as the value of women.

"You are a guest. It's a house with nothing, but take your time."

"Yes, I'll give you a break"

A short pause. William takes the book and concentrates on reading, and Rutgard then stands up and opens the ocean. After a little frowning, I took some clothes out and pulled the sewing set out of my bag to start repairing my clothes.

"It's pretty painful. Were your clothes purchased recently?

"... no, I'm using what I used to use as it is"

"People watching are watching. Some people even care about a little unraveling. This state of affairs is not very impressive."

"... sorry"

"I think you should think of some way to buy a new one, hire a servant who is good at sewing, or ask someone regularly, for example me,"

"I'll consider it"

Rutgard with one word about clothes. Don't tell me that I think William was a late suggestion but also a little mixed with aspirations.

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Although Victoria was back in her temporary room, she was still worried, so she was sneaking downstairs. But I didn't have enough nerve to peek, and I seriously thought William would be mad if it was work, so I was making sweets in the kitchen. It is comforting.

"Sorry to bother you."

It is the Bernbach sisters who gush out of the back entrance in the kitchen. I guess we're all very free. If I had time, I would have come to this house to visit Victoria in the name of surveillance. Anyway, I think it's time for Theresia to focus on the house.

"Hmm, he said he's bringing in a woman and pushing his fiancée upstairs to get in trouble!?

Is Victoria's explanation poor, Wilhelmina's extreme way of receiving it, her unceasing eldest sister bad, her powerless ernesta bad, or Marianne's bad cheeky sweets with nothing to worry about?

"Ten Million Not Delivered! I'll tell you what to do!

"Yeah, but maybe it's work -"

"Women don't work!

You're right if you ask me. Not that I won't, but working in someone else's man's house is a weird story. Besides, a noble daughter, would undoubtedly be black, cheating.

"So, the... what's the name?

"Hmm, Le, Ruthallo von Haller, like it was?

It's a big mistake. Theresia slapped her neck wide open. I was wondering if there would have been a nobleman with that name. Ernesta was doing everything in her power to stop her sister, who had turned into a bulimic. Too much food has been ahead of us lately. I started to feel a little light-hearted.

"Anyway, we're going to take down the scene of the undelivered!

Four women running wild. Probably had something nasty going on at my wife's place. His eyes were filled with unspeakable sadness for William.

"Oh, I'm not well."

My oldest sister is unwilling to stop while she looks in trouble. He is the prime culprit.

Cross the hallway and line up in front of the living room door. The shortest Marianne is at the bottom, from which Ernesta, Wilhelmina and Victoria are placed in the gap between the doors. Open it just a little bit. Wonder, you can see everything in the room.

"Ugh."

Victoria extinguishes. Wilhelmina was annoyed, and the sneaky peek into Tellegia also broke her languid expression again. Ernesta...

The sight there is not a vulgar landscape called affair, etc. But in a way, you were better off as Victoria. Not good, but still maybe better than this sight.

Compared to this serene sight that cut off the routine...

William immerses himself in reading. Same fast read. Something's wrong with the pace. A mysterious woman who fixes the thread neatly next to it. Its skilful judgment and delicate movements had some aristocratic atmosphere, contrary to what it was doing. The two have implicit air, both of which tolerate. A sight too picturesque. Victoria almost cried that she wasn't there. I'm still a long way from him.

"William Lewis!"

Wilhelmina opened the door. You must have noticed. William just glanced over, Rutgard stood up surprised and bowed his head.

"I can't believe you brought a woman into the house instead of your fiancée... shame on you!

"It's work. Dear Wilhelmina"

William responds attentively. There is no evidence because showing parchment is a bad idea. I don't even need to show evidence in the first place. There's no point in caring. I've already given up a lot about this sisters.

"I'll see you first. Ladies and gentlemen of the Bernbach family. My name is Rutgard von Taylor. We have been with you for a long time regarding Mr. William's meals. This time we came up with suggestions for repairs and new costumes."

Perfect answer. Wilhelmina with no gutter sound. More than that, Wilhelmina was surprised to hear the name. Tellegia and Ernesta also look surprised to hear their names.

"Really, you were making your own clothes. Son of the Taylor family."

"Yes. I understand you're not being aristocratic. But it's about sex."

Theresia was sensing more air than that. Perhaps the Lutgard side is also unwilling to hide it. I guess Victoria has something to feel because of the person in question, a much more mysterious look from earlier. The only people with blue buttocks who haven't felt the finesse.

"Yes, I've heard your brave name a lot. Famous for tailoring the Gardner family and the famous aristocratic ladies to their best appearance. They're all waiting in order to get you to coordinate... social admiration, the mere existence of rumors, the masked coordinator"

Rutgard laughs as illuminated. It was William who was most surprised to hear that. I didn't know they'd ever been more famous for picking out clothes and accessories for almost no charge. I guess it's famous in the world of women. Ernesta and others are making me blind. It was quite a laughable sight that even Wilhelmina was always holding her spinning mouth.

"I'm not making a big deal of it. You're all attractive women, so you just look great in whatever you wear."

Even now, William started using the mask because of Rutgard's advice. I guess Rutgard is also switching by mask during William's unknown work. It's all I don't know, even if I've been with him for a long time.

"I didn't know you were that big. That was a little too much for every previous favor. Sorry."

"No, I took that and I got the money. Let me do it."

Bernbach sisters unable to keep up with mysterious conversations.

"So which one is it? Mr. Ernesta,"

Bitter Ernesta. I was so surprised that I fell ill. Naturally, Marianne downstairs will crumble "Muggle". I'm surprised, so I'm not turning to consciousness.

"Wow, it's me. Dear Rutgard,"

"You're very beautiful. I'm so proud of you."

An emotion of envy that has never been held in sisters. He was the most ornate ernesta of the sisters, but still a twelve beauty from the outside human being.

"I'm still immature, but please let me help you tailor a lady named you. More glamorous, more supple, finish and look."

Ernesta turned her face bright red and bowed her head to Rutgard and William. Promise at a birthday party that even Ernesta herself forgot about. What you remember, and what you can get tailored by the hand of Rutgard you yearned for, it all makes me too happy to cry out.

"No, no. Takeshi Takeshi."

It was Marianne who was underneath the bed who was really crying. Ernesta is extremely impressed and I haven't noticed it yet. That's just pathetic. William closes the book and lifts the ernesta. Even there, the redness of the ernesta deepened further. And I'm gonna get Marianne up there wearing a mussel.

"Ernesta's a bully. Ah."

Marianne hugging and crying out on William's feet. Ernesta finally realizes what's going on and begins to apologize to Marianne. Marianne rubs tears and snot on William's leg ignoring it. William gets a little sloppy.

"Marianne's furry, too."

"... Okay, so stop crying. I beg of you."

In the end, it didn't hurt that much. It was tears to give me clothes too because only Ernesta was sloppy. There's a little woman, quite intentional.

In all that commotion, I had eyes staring at Rutgard without just saying a word. Rutgard also looks away from the disturbance and aligns himself with that gaze. Victoria's nagging gaze of exploration, with a smile on its face, Rutgard smiles.

Sparks scattered. The encounter between a raven and a tortoise. The rabbit thought he was on his own. But the tortoise ran in front of the rabbit far before that. The rabbit panics. I haven't even reached the stage where I'm liked yet. I can't guess what William thinks of the opposing tortoise. The turtle walks slowly. Without settling. It's not like the tortoise is full of confidence either.

Neither side is confident. Even if you are confident that you will love, you cannot be confident that you will be loved. Besides, the other guy is a man who refuses to love. I extremely hate being loved, being stepped in. How can I beat such an opponent?

The two conflicting encounters: the way of the rabbit for the rabbit, and the way of the turtle for the turtle. Only the two of us on this occasion will know that the lid of the woman's battlefield was cut and dropped, and Theresia, who is laying it aside. William was full of hands because he would heal the disturbance.