Chapter 271 (2/2)

The girl, Rutgard von Taylor, was a wise girl. He knew exactly what he was asked for and what he was supposed to do, as the noble lady’s responsibilities. The level of attraction is enhanced by dancing and manners, etc. You can capture a good honorable person. That was the mission.

I also understood that I had a lack of competence, and I was working day and night to make up for it. As desired. If there is only one difficulty,

(I seem clumsy)

The dance and the instruments don’t go well. Even though I know it in my head, my body doesn’t move well. Even the second brother who can not do it will do a little better. At that point, Rutgard understands that he can not fail.

(I am good at sewing

The gift of motherhood, and the effort in the true sense. She was wise but did not know the true meaning of the effort. I like what although Nare good. Tracing the same thing as everyone else is not an effort. Try and error yourself, find the way and push it in. It is the first time ever before that.

She did not pour the heat to “the noble family’s daughter” there. Because I like sewing, because I was with my beloved mother, I was enhanced to be good at. She did not know. No, I forgot. The first, clumsy days. I put a needle in my finger many times and I had a crying day.

A carriage that leads to stories that you don’t like. It’s time to just get a glimpse of yourself. Everyone just glamorously dances to the sideways to the side, dancing well.

Rutgarde grabbed a rose pendant hanging around his neck. It is not an expensive thing that is a mother’s fame. But she liked this stone. Sober, unobtrusive and ugly somewhere. Unlike being prominent like ruby ​​or sapphire, it is far from a flower shape.

Because I was a little like myself.

I lost my mother and the only color left is this stone. Everything else looks grayish.

The girl has been wisely known for a long time now that everyone is looking for. “The noble family’s niece” that my father and my brother expect, I’m lacking in ability and wisdom to become it. It’s because Taylor’s daughter is the one who tends to love the family. In this way, riding on a carriage, what the servants say and listening to is all the power of people, there is no one there.

There was also salvation if it could be at least required, but that was impossible. Only there is no mother who has not asked for anything. My second brother is-probably not thinking about anything. I can not do the same thing as myself. He is unsatisfied with his expectations, and he is full of himself. Surely he will live so much. Parasitize to someone and smile with loveliness.

So I don’t like my second brother too. Because it is similar to me.

Yes, she hated herself the most in the world. I can not do it myself-

Gatan, suddenly, a horse-drawn carriage shook greatly whether you stepped on any stone.

“Ah”

Rutgarde smashed the stone he had in his hand. The spilled destination is outside.

“wait”

In this area, there is a difference in height among the Arcas, and the pendants fall down slowly. It is swallowed to the dark abyss to the unknown world of Rutgard

“Please stop!”

That was my mother’s appearance. I can not afford to lose it. That is the only color.

“Lady?”

As soon as he stopped the carriage, Ruthgardo rushed out to the outside world. The usual gloomy gray is being swallowed into the dark more and more. But she couldn’t let go of her memories. A similar pendant would be like a mountain. My father is a gem king. But that’s not the same.

Therefore the girl runs away. To the unknown world, I do not know. Going out of the world I saw, to a strange world. The girl did not know. In this world, I have a gray and so on and a place I don’t know. That there are people living here.

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“Hm? I saw something dazzling at that moment”

“It’s because of your temper. Let’s come and have a favela, let’s break up.”

“… do you say I can’t play with me?”

“No, I’m not going to do it. I’m hungry, and I don’t have the risk of having apples without a favera.

“Oh! Well then. I’m looking for the glitter of the day!”

“Don’t be so late-I’m worried about Arlette.”

“I am a knight of yours. Don’t you worry?”

“… it’s it again.

“I’m going to look down at Kyle someday!”

“Let’s do it al. Al, not that day, though”

Kyle looks at the back of a distant friend with concern. The boy called Al went for something he did not understand well. As it is spare time, it is good to chase, but since such timely Al does not break easily, it is also difficult to associate.

Kyle counts losses and gains-

“A little more nap here. Have a chance to have a favera”

I fell asleep on the spot.

Warm sunshine, calm everyday. Even if the part hit by a bruise hurts, it is fine if it is alive. Such a daily page. It is such a story that intersects with just a little non-daily life.