The Noble Girl Living in Debt

The arrest of Fake Agnes has had a great impact on social circles.

Weekly magazines take up a lot, and once again she becomes a person of time.

"--Well, it's better than before, right?"

Lazar speaks with a stunned expression in one hand holding a magazine.

The good news was that all of Agnes' bad rumors were about fake Agnes, and that the real Agnes was reportedly not bad at all. The testimony of a nun (sister) from the orphanage was also included. His long-standing activities at the orphanage seemed like no lie in what was written, including his discreet and humble personality.

"But the real Miss Agnes is missing."

"I agree……"

It seems that magazines written about the fake Agnies were selling like a fly, and it was easy to imagine a reporter looking for the real Agnes.

"Speaking of which, did you hear about the immigration?"

"No, not yet."

"What's the problem with the house?"

"I'm tidy. I'll ask you at night."

"Oh, please"

I thought it was dangerous to live around the capital now.

Although Bernard's house is in the suburbs, it has some traffic. It was not a place where no one came. I think it will be harder to hide.

"Well, that's why. That's it. Leave it to me."

"Yes, thank you"

I was ordered to take a half-day break today.

The last few days have been so busy that I haven't been able to breathe in post-processing of the case.

The incident is already far away from the Bernards. At last you can calm down.

Bernard changes into private clothes and goes out into town.

I was suddenly reminded if I looked over the bustling city scenery.

He didn't give Agnès a thank you for his fiance. She wanted to buy something on her mother's day, but forgot to get involved in a false Agnes case.

If you look around to buy baked goods, you will notice a white rabbit sign.

"White rabbit cafe"

It was a shop that served baked goods where Carroll and Ceria were hot.

In the end, the baked goods received from the fake Agnes were to be submitted as one of the evidence.

The twins could not speak.

There is a long line at the storefront. It was lengthy.

If you look closely, the line was split into two hands.

One is receiving something from the store, and the other is receiving something from a small window in the store.

Apparently it seemed to sell take-out of baked goods. The line is more than the customers entering the store.

Bernard wrinkles between her eyebrows and looks at the line.

I understood that I was very nervous until the purchase.

But I don't know what a woman will be pleased with. She thought she would love Agnes because she wanted to eat that much, and Bernard joined the queue to take home baked goods.

If you line up at the end, you will remember even despair. It was such a queue.

The blowing wind is cold as if it pierces the skin.

In the last few days, there were days when I was fluttering and could not go home. The north wind permeates the body that lacks sleep.

I realized now that I was tired without knowing it.

Two hours later, I was finally able to buy it.

Because I was standing under the cold sky, my body was cold.

Throat feels strange to mussel and coughs violently.

The sweets held by Kowaki were freshly baked and very warm. While warming with baked confectionery, he tries to get home early and pushes into the carriage just before his departure.

By the time you arrived at the mansion, you were in a state of dizziness.

When you open the door and enter the entrance, you can see Agnies with a surprised face when she returns home too soon.

Apparently she was cleaning the floor, holding a broom in her hand.

"Oh, welcome back, master."

"Oh, I just returned."

Bernard shakes his head, as Agnes asks if he wants a café au lait because it was cold. I remembered my thirst, but my throat was sore.

I hand out sweets for the time being.

"……this"

Agnies receives a box of baked goods with a smiley face.

"... Eat it"

"Is this me?"

I bought sweets for Agnes.

But, without a doubt, Bernard, who has never given a gift to the opposite sex, is ashamed.

As a result, what came out of my mouth was a shy word.

"-Or, don't get me wrong. I didn't buy it for you. Carol and Ceria wanted to eat, so share them and eat them."

"Well, how are you left? Thank you."

I bought 10 pieces of baked goods.

I bought a lot of Agnes so that it could be divided into other people. I am disgusted with myself who could not say it honestly.

You can't think of things calmly with a fuzzy head.

My sore throat has increased and my cough has not stopped.

If you rest in your room, you will be cured.

I thought so and went straight to my bedroom.

Tell Eric that he met on the way to stay in the room for a while.

The butler who is loyal to his master bowed his head down.

Take off your jacket, hang it on a chair, and remove the tie. I run out when I unbutton the shirt.

I didn't have any energy to change into nightwear. I drank about half the water in the jug at a stretch and sunk into the futon.

Then, I slept soundly for several hours.

Wake up feeling cold, cold from the forehead. He hit his hand and touched someone's hand.

Grasp the attached hand without any meaning.

It was a pleasant chill in the hands of Bernard in the heat.

The gripped hands are smooth and soft.

As you touch the cold in your hands, the thoughts that have been blurred gradually become clearer.

The hand you hold is not your own, it is definitely another person's hand.

Not a small hand of Carol or Ceria, a rough hand of Jizil's water work, or a rough hand of Dominic.

A beautiful hand that never holds anything heavier than a spoon. Nevertheless, the belly of the hand was a little thicker and blistered. It is a big sense of discomfort.

—Broad skin like a noble lady?

"Wow, wow!"

Release your hand in a hurry and open your eyelids.

When I looked around, I saw Agnies in trouble.

"Well, you!"

"Yes"

"Why here?"

Ask with a confused head.

Agnes responded with a gentle voice.

"Take care of your husband."

"Well, take care? Why?"

"The doctor is cold."

"Well, why?"

"Yes"

The head complains of a throbbing and dull pain, and the throat is swollen or severely painful.

I feel like I was coughing badly.

"Are you thirsty?"

"Oh, well."

"Now, prepare honey lemon."

Agnies takes a hot water pot from the fireplace and comes to the desk beside the bed. Place on a pot and put the ingredients in a cup. Dried lemon, honey, sugar. It was as simple as putting them and pouring hot water. He swirled around and saw the contents of the cup stirred with a spoon.

It is handed and has a soft and sweet scent.

If you put it in your mouth, you know it's a sweet and sour drink.

It has a gentle taste that is relieved and does not stimulate the throat.

Drink slowly while drinking while cooling.

Then, drink the handed medicine.

At the same time as taking the medicine, Eric brought a change of clothes. I asked about dinner, but I didn't have any appetite and shook my head to say I didn't need it.

When Agnes left the room, she changed from sweaty clothes to sleepwear and slept again.

◇◇◇

The next day.

Wake up before sunrise.

I had no pain in my throat or my headache because the medicine worked.

I stomach and remember that I missed dinner last night.

The desk near the sleeper had traces of someone nursing.

While watching it, it's been over 10 years since I caught a cold.

I stretched my body and took a deep breath. My body was completely light and healthy.

He called Eric and ordered him to prepare hot water.

Wipe the body clean and move to the dining room.

Jizil was surprised to see Bernard.

"Husband, he seems to have healed."

"Oh, it's got better."

"Maybe you're going to work?"

"No wonder"

"Would you like to rest for a day?"

"It's not that soft."

"Are you left?"

Bernard flattens the dishes on the table one after another.

Looking at the situation, Jizil didn't need to worry.

"Yes, husband."

"what?"

"It is Mr. Agnes who has been nursing her husband all the way until the morning.-Oh, I wondered if I should report the facts instead of saying thank you separately."

"Is that so"

The honey lemon that I drank in my dim consciousness was not a dream. Also, the thin and soft hand that I held.

He revived his memory and was attacked by shame.

"Oh, and scones. Thank you. My daughters were happy."

"..."

Bernard caught a cold thanks to the twins' scones. I feel some hatred. What did Agnes look like after eating scones? I was worried somehow, but I think it's a tantrum to hear.

Benarl, who does not notice what he sees in Jizil, alone.

She gives a word of shock.

"Because it was particularly cold yesterday, it would have been difficult to get in line?"

"--Hah ?!"

"It's rumored that the white rabbit coffee shop scones are waiting for a few hours every day.

"Oh, you, you're not telling others!"

"Yes, of course."

"If, if you say"

"What if I say?"

I thought about what kind of punishment to give, but nothing came up.

For the time being, I declared, "I can't just say it!"

While thinking that way, wrinkle the wrinkles deeply between the eyebrows.

Thank you very much for Agnès and I thought I was fine, but I made another loan.

You also have to give something.

When this happened, I was holding my head.