How to Escape from an Implacable Man

Marie, come to my room before you go to bed.

"? Yes"

A strange order came from Master Crest to me when I took my dinner seat in a very floating mood because of the sense of liberation that I could escape at any time.

I don't know, I feel the sautéed fish in front of me is very tasty as I lean my neck. No, it's always delicious.

"Did you have so much fun today"

He asked me if I was floating too far, and I nodded in panic. I can't even speak with the flavor of butter spreading in my mouth.

I tasted it, chewed it, and swallowed it, admonishing myself that it was too floating.

"Yes, we also showed a rarely seen training landscape, and we had a great time chatting with Mr. Edel, and it was fun"

That, running away from this mansion, I wonder if that means I won't even be seeing Mr. Edel anymore. We got along because of this.

But, well, even without me, I don't think Mr. Edel will miss me. You've always been, you know, the lady in the cafeteria, Miltil in the mountain hut, Lily next door, even if I'm gone alone, I just end up living the way I always do. Same as that. Without me, the noise would be about Master Crest.

So far, I've accepted goodbye as a result of Master Crest forcing me to peel it off, but for some reason, when I think I'm letting it go from me, I'm spared.

(But to live freely, but)

Suddenly I feel the dinner tasteless.

"Marie?"

"Yes, what is it"

Respond hastily to the voice of Master Crest, who sensed my condition sensitively.

"If you don't care about flavoring"

"No, it's outrageous! The addition and subtraction of salt and pepper is just as good and delicious, isn't it?

Dangerous. I remember before, when I was eating unhappy, Mr. Chef was about to be fired. The dissatisfaction at that time was with Master Crest! I don't remember it as far as I know, but it must have been back when the restraints were too much past.

Hi. I've had a lot going on all day and I can't seem to sort it out in my head.

Let's take the day off to think about it already, and we'll just stay on track, yeah.

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- And I thought.

I just got dressed for a sleeping roll, and I remembered Master Crest's orders at dinner, and I came all the way to front of his room dressed up just to weave a shawl on top, though.

(Wonder what)

I wonder if I'll be deeply stuck about the crying thing I just made Ariel. Scary. No way, I regret that Master Crest was not duly appreciated, or that Mr. Edel reminded me of my family by being nice to me - there's no way I can tell you. I'm too ashamed of how weak my tear glands are.

And then, although I didn't do anything wrong, there's something like guilt finding my way out, and I can't decide to go into his room in that sense either.

(Yes, women are brave! And Margot, the hardware store, said it too!

In case of trouble, do not follow the wisdom of your ancestors! and hold his fist all the time in a temper, and head to the door.

Conn, Conn

"Get in."

I wonder if you see beyond the door, the lord of the room. I don't even have a name.

(Women are brazen!

I opened the door after repeating Mr Margot's words in my chest. In the room, which is twice as large as my room, there is a dark brown, unified sofa set and chest. Continuing the room was in the bedroom, and I knew there was a large sleeping area where three adults seemed to be able to roll over. Finally, it's a simple one, but it also has a bathroom. That's the master's room in your mansion.

"Uh, what can I do for you?

I closed the door with my back hand, searching for the appearance of the Lord in the room for a moment.

That's in there, isn't it?

It's time for me to step out and look for him.

"This way. Come quick."

The voice continued to be heard from the bedroom in the room.

No way, I'm tired of today's training, so I'm not going to be unscrupulous about massaging you, but I'm going to step into the bedroom. I don't know how to relax muscles, me.

Master Crest was sitting on his sleeping table.

The blonde hair, always glowing like the sun, lit by the lights placed on the side table, clumped together from room to room because of the moisture it contained in the bath, and looked like a glossy silk ribbon. The deep blue nightgown relaxes the string on the collar.

"What can I do for you?

I figured it was a massage. I can only rub my shoulders.

With that in mind, I approach Master Crest as he sits on the sleeping table.

"You won't need that"

Oh, can I just hang up on Shawl? Because this one's a thin sleeping roll. Well, if the massage gets hot with heat, remove it.

What did you think of the hesitation, when suddenly Master Crest stood up took my arm and held me tight?

"Huh?

I make a dumb voice, but it doesn't make a difference that I'm being hugged.

"It would be a promise."

When I was stripped of the shawl, I was thrown inside the hanging cloth turned.

"Huh?"

Before you recognize where you are, something warm slips in next door.

"Ku, Master Crest?

The resistance is vain, and I can hug her all the time.

"Training for those guys and your tour, the consideration would have been 'sleeping with them', wouldn't it?

Oh, my God!

"Uh, you know, accompaniment, like a nap, right?

"No, sleeping with you is sleeping with you"

Though he tries to get out of the futon with his hands and legs, he can't move with a hug from behind.

Hey, wait a minute!

I'm seventeen, you're nineteen. Because it's impossible for men and women of all ages to sleep in one futon or something!

"Stay still."

A raw, warm wind hits my ear along with a whispering low voice. I got goosebumps unexpectedly.

Decide it's useless to resist, and adulterate it for now. When I fall asleep, I run fast! Even if they set you up with something arrogant, you fight back fast and you run!

After watching for a while, I began to breathe deeply.

(Did you sleep? Not fast? Pretending to sleep?

I wondered if it was being tried, and I would still try to be adult, but nothing particularly unusual happened.

I try so hard to let go of my body. But as soon as I did, I got strength in my hip-wrapped arm.

I thought I was awake. I twisted myself and checked the person on my back, but there was no way to open my eyes.

(... No way, stay asleep?

Could it be a toddler hug doll replacement, this?

Am I a bear doll?

I just stood still while escaping from the bedroom didn't materialize.

- Apparently, he fell asleep while I was wondering how much time I should endure. I realized... only in the morning.

Awakened to the light plunging from the gap between the bird's "not even" voice and the curtain, I was sticking my face into a muscled, stiff chest plate.

The dumb thing was, the first thing I woke up thinking was, "I should have turned my back on you, but why not?"

"Yes, last night was (abbreviated below)" from "Ahhhhhh (screaming)", often found in romance stories, etc., thanks to a scratch last night that seemed to get out of the scatter.

When you softly raise your gaze, it looks like they are still asleep.

I can't either admire the glittering blonde hair reflecting in the morning sun or the way long lashes tremble as I breathe.

I told Mr. Edel yesterday, but no matter how beautiful he was, or if he ever fell in love with the mundane applause, it's still something he gets used to.

For now, I think it's more about how you get out of here than how your sleeping face is. It is imperative that strange misunderstandings accompany the servants of your mansion. That's all we need to avoid.

Sori.

About time, Ri.

I took my distance from Master Crest more carefully than away from the sleeping baby.

There is space in my tummy and Master Crest's tummy, where cool air then enters.

"Huh!

Suddenly, an unbearable force from my back pushed my body against Master Crest.

The killer, of course... is Master Crest's hand.

"... Marie?

A plundering voice invokes my name as I press my face against a muscular chest plate.

Unwillingly, I twisted myself small and raised my face.

There, Emerald's eyes peek thinly. Yes, I woke up.

"Excuse me. I woke you up. I'm going back to my room now."

"... why"

You're still awake and your head is blurry, not the same cold voice as usual, just don't blurt out of my head.

"Accompaniment is something that leaves you so that you don't wake them up when they sleep. I accidentally fell asleep, too, so I couldn't do that."

The truth is, you didn't let me go.

"... no, not yet... stay asleep"

Huh?

In contrast to me, who opens his eyes wide in surprise, Master Crest's lid fell off.

"Hey, if you keep it up, you'll find Amalia or something, and you don't know what they're gonna say."

"It's okay... I'll... protect you"

Chi Chi!

I didn't even understand what I said, and Master Crest has once again become a resident of my dream country.

No matter how much force I put into it, the arms spinning around my back don't even tingle.

(What am I gonna do..., this)

All I had to do was hope that after Master Crest woke up, I would be able to return to my room.

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"I slept well last night. Tonight, please."

"I refuse"

To the outrageous suggestion at the breakfast table, I returned it with an unparalleled rejection.

"It would be a barter."

"I didn't say I would do it again and again"

I can make an island that fits, and I can jump.

In the end this morning, Amalia noticed that there was no me in the room, reporting to Master Crest Accompaniment discovery, became the worst flow.

Don't get me wrong, but the servants, headed by Amalia, believed "you can tell if you look at it" to me, who begs me because it's just an escort. When I asked him what he would look at and judge, he said he could tell by looking at the sleeping rolls and sheets. Is that what it is?

"Marie......"

"No matter how many times I say it, I can't accept it. That kind of thing, marry someone and then do it fully."

I said no to the tea after meals too for too much persistence, and I dispersed from the dining room early. Master Crest, who tried to chase me, said that Mr. Hurl said, "Isn't today a day for a meeting?" He stopped me. Thank you.

Let's drop you off and pull you back to your room today. For once, I also have to demonstrate yesterday's hypothesis.