Eugene, who has hurt his leg, has become difficult to walk freely. Rumors circulated that he should live on one leg forever, but Eugene just let the rumors spread.
Since then, he has always carried a cane, so other people believed this rumor soon.
âThatâs why cloth that grew up without a root will never be the same as silk.â
Even now, as the fall deepens, I was listening to the ill-tempered lessons from this evil woman.
âNo matter how hard I try, I canât do anything about this frivolity flowing from the young miss.â
From the start, the madam wasnât even enough to take me out of her way, and she started to talk about ridicule that mocked my birth.
âThis is why Mrs. Ernst is different. Even if she sympathic at people, why did she have to reward you by taking the young miss as a daughter? No, rather than that, now, Mrs. Ernst might be deeply regretful and regret it.â
Because Iâm an adult, of course I havenât been hurt by such words. Sometimes, I think can I just turn it all over?
âBy the way, it said Eugene will never be able to use his right leg again as he did in the past because the accident.â
No. After a little more time, it said he could
walk around like he did before.
âOf course, I donât think Ernstâs dignity will fall because of that, but Iâm still worried. Well, in a public place, other relatives can take the place of Eugeneâs master, so thereâs nothing wrong with it. He can leave it to the younger brothers and if heâs younger maybe Erich can take his place.â
Abominably, She just pretending to be sorry for Eugene in words.
âMadam always call Eugene by name, as he is the duke now. And it seem sheâs keep forgetting that my brother is in full authority in this house, not the madam.â
âYour brother has been passed down for a long time, but you still havenât gotten used to it? Oh, I heard thereâs a disease that causes memory to deteriorate with age,
I said toward her, then the word sent her long eyes full of anger, compassion, and shock.
The original nobles she said. Thatâs because I didnât put out the low-level words directly, so the madam was amazed at the sound of âshitâ that I just said.
âOh, itâs such a vulgar expression, young miss.â
âOh, Iâm sorry, the anxious heart is ahead of meâŠâ
âIâm afraid it will be too heartbreaking for me to think that my master, Madam, who is my teacher, will be mocked by an old lady who might shit on the wall in front of others, because sheâs been acting as if she had the same authority as the current Duke Ernst.â
But, as I said, wouldnât you be aware anyway? That, I can tell you again and again! I enjoyed watching the Madam fury and anger.
âIt look like the young miss will be back to
her sense after being hit by the cane! Pull the skirt up right now!â
And she tried to punish me and punish me again. The sound of canning was really swelling whether it was really damaged.
However, I was not feeling the same pain as when I first met her.
How many years have I been beaten by this aunt and lived for years? Couldnât I have come up with a less painful way?
Perhaps this aunt didnât even know that it was not a noble way, but my legs were covered with honey from a thread hem.
It was a secret produced by Silla Mender, a kind of flower, which was easy to pick
up in the early morning in the forest.
One doesnât need to be a noble to know that. Everyone who lived commonly know what the honey of real hymen was.
It was very nice to apply this thread hymen honey to my hands when there were so many sewing distances so that my fingertips couldnât swell or when I had to do laundry with bare hands in a frozen river.
At first, it is semi-liquid like an ointment, but when it dries out, it hardens transparently and serves to protect the skin.
Silamenâs honey had to be removed by hand without being easily washed with water, so once applied, it was retained for a long time, which was convenient.
So when I rubbed on something used by the nobles, it was more like an adhesive or a coating that was applied to the furniture to luster it.
Of course, itâs not without any hitting feeling, but it was much better than just being beaten to death.
âWhere does that aunt come from, that aunt? What should I do? Iâll have to apply a little thicker from tomorrow.â
It was fortunate that maids who had some acquaintances with me from the past were able to get the seal hymen honey.
Most of the maids have it because they do
things like cleaning, washing, and sewing.
Hah! A necessity of life that is indispensable among people who live without it!
After the madam returned, I pulled out the red ink and leaned on the back of my leg to draw a horizontal line. Well, it looks funny, but what about it?
It would be strange if my legs suddenly became fine, so it was my own trick.
Itâs been quite a while since I did this, but I saw that my aunt didnât know, It was a good plan to use.
Or, with the common sense of a noble lady, I couldnât even imagine that I would do this.
Well, I only needs to go to pass this islands to survive.
That evening, as usual, I accompanied the Marchioness Leonard off.
âI donât mind if it is Erich. But where is Cabel? He canât even bid a goodbye when an elder leaving his house.â
However, following today, she found fault at Cabel and slowly raised her eyebrows. Didnât you usually notice that Cabel doesnât do anything that he doesnât like?
He usually never send you off.
âHow Melissa taught her kids, Tsk.â
I felt like my chest was getting colder every time she speak, but this time I seemed to be keeping the least amount of anger.
âOne is limp, one is ruined, one is half dumb, and the other is a nasty bitch who doesnât know where she came from.â
At that moment, I clenched the discomfort of being attacked to the back of my
After his parents died, Erich, who was looking at the sky with a face that didnât know what to think, I was not sure if he
would still be thinking about anything else.
Or, otherwise, he might not have heard of Mrs. Leonard voice, just like before.
Insulting me could have been better understood, but arenât those three her nephews? How can she say that way?
âAre you going now, Aunt?â
If Eugene didnât appear then, I might have expressed this feeling to Mrs. Leonard.
Even though I know itâs not a good way, Iâm overwhelmed with inevitable anger at this moment.
âOh, Eugene. Have you been there?â
As Eugene came down the stairs with a face with no expression, I tried to erase the feelings of boiling anger in the air.
Mrs. Leonard watched Eugene come
down from the stairs. See, sheâs abominable only after he comes forward.
âIf your legs are uncomfortable you donât have to see me out.â
âMy Aunt is going, how am I going to stay upstair?â
Eugene stood in front of Mr Leonardâs wife and politely greeted her.
I clenched my fists as I saw a satisfying smile on her red lips in front of my eyes.
âThatâs why you shouldnât be so attached to that lady.â
That night I woke up with an outrage.
âNo matter how good she is to you, itâs all about cheating.â
I knew it wasnât a matter of discussing âwho win.â I hate her before, but now I hate her even more. I was younger so I used not to know before.
Eugene thought that Mrs. Leonard was better. I was upset, but it was even more annoying that there was no way to prevent what she was doing.
During the day, a servant entered the office without Eugeneâs permission.
I thought she was going to clean it, but I think itâs just an excuse. It was even more suspicious because the servant was one of the people who came from the madam in Leonard.
âItâs a face I couldnât remember. Where are the one originally in charge of cleaning?â
âShe quit last week, your grace.â
However, Eugene just stared at the maidâs face for a while, and then asked her no more and turn back to his job.
I didnât think he would have realize it because he didnât really notice the suspicion, but no matter how mature Eugene is, he is only 14 years old.
Iâm different than Eugene in this Ernst. I couldnât be at ease because I looked as
anxious as my life like a lamp. Iâm 27 years old inside.
In the past, there was no entanglement in it, and Eugene never hurt his legs as he is
now. Besides, Erich floats inside Ernstâs mansion.
This strange atmosphere that turns out. Itâs not like Ernst I knew.
At that time, Erich, who was walking ahead, stumbled over.
I wasnât going to go, I wondered if Erich would wake up, but for a moment, he was still staring and looking ahead, so I sneaked up and make way to the third brother.
âWhy do you fall when there is nothing in front of you?â
âYou canât be bruised.â
And it was a little while until Erich would notice the situation in his body. Of course, I wasnât even thinking about taking the truth and hiding itâŠ.
Therefore, it would not be too bad if he could not know until then. Youâre going to have trouble walking over your feet tomorrow morning.
I secretly brushed Erichâs knees in such trouble.
At the warmth that grabbed my hand, I inadvertently opened my mouth. Maybe he just fell down and dropped the doll.
I could see the face of the third brother staring in front of me.
Perhaps because of the cold moonlight, Erichâs face seemed soft enough for a moment to settle his mind.
âStop and go to bed.â
I whispered a little, looking silently at his face for a while. So we walked hand in hand and walked down the hallway late at night.
Silently like a ghost, with a puppy of gold fur behind our back like an escort. Until Eugeneâs shadow appeared in front of my eyes.
Because heâs moving without a stick, I didnât even know that Eugene was in the hallway. Whether he never slept, he was out of the room at this late time.
His eyes that looking at me and Erich were in doubt, but he soon caught his eye on Erichâs face as if feeling discomfort.
Erich was still walking slowly toward Eugene with a blank face.
The next moment, Eugeneâs hand on the wall fell down. I saw Eugeneâs face for the first time.
In the dark, cold moonlight poured down over Eugene, staring at his younger brother with a breathtaking face. He couldnât be overlooked until Erich passed by him.
Finally he whispered a small voice in his ear. I couldnât go into the room with Erich anyway, so he held the dollâs ear on the other hand in Erichâs hand instead of the dollâs wrist.
Erich dragged the rabbit doll and returned to the room with Penny.
âWhen did it startâŠ?â
I watched it all the way to the end, then turned around, and I saw Eugene standing up and burying his face in his hands.
There was a hoarse voice in his voice as if he was strangled. I didnât know what to
He shook, and suddenly I saw Eugeneâs hands shaking his face seem so small. At that moment, I didnât know what to say to Eugene. I opened my mouth.
âEverything will be all right.â
Of course, Eugene may not want this kind of my consolation, but I couldnât help but say as much as this moment.
âMy brother is doing well.â
âItâs okay, brother Eugene.â
I hesistated, but eventually I couldnât reach to him. I hope he can hear it.
I thought so as I didnât stop whisper again and again.
âDid you know why I called you?â
A few days later, Mrs. Lenoard took Erich away and called me. I quietly looked at the person I met, and then opened my mouth.
It was never before in the past life that I met face to face with Mrs. Leonard in this way. But what she said to me was what I expected.
âIâm sending you to the orpahanage.â
âSt. Marie has a connection that I know, so it wonât be too bad to live there. Honestly, It will be better than overflowing with people who lived through a dirty back street right?â
She would have been less than happy with me being noble than anyone else.
âI donât know for sure whether Melissa and my brother had a ghost, or where this bitch-like bitch resembles Arina.â
Since then, she hasnât been able to understand the eyes of the Ernst couple who have died for a long time, and their
I arranged what her word about. I listened to it and asked Mrs. Lenoard.
âWhat did brother Eugene say?â
She glanced at the name of Eugene and shone her eyes.
âYou donât have the right to decide Ernstâs work on your own. You know that much.â
âOh shit. What if Eugene is thinking the same way?â
âBrother Eugene agreed?â
âIsnât it natural?â
âThen aunt is a liar.â
Mrs. Leonard jumped for a moment. I am
not a 9 year old child who knows nothing. No, I was a 27-year-old Hari Ernst, who had been burying bones for 20 years in this Ernst, and spoke steadily towards her.
âEugene doesnât handle things this way.â
Even if it was his sincerity to want me out of this house, this wasnât his way.
âThis kind of low-end and frail way doesnât suit Ernst. Doesnât aunt know
more about Ernst than me, an indispensable bitch who was going through a dirty back street?â
I wasnât really an Ernst, but I knew it wasnât Ernst way doing things like this.
âWhat? This Isnât Ernstâs way?â
The next moment, I was bent over and pulled in front of Mrs. Leonard.
âA cheeky brat. Who dares to pretend to be superior in front of me and tease me with her mouth?â
I met my auntâs eyes with the table in between. As my upper body tilts forward, A mug was caught in the hand with the table on it and dropped onto the carpet.
My hands got wet with hot water, but I didnât even know that my burning skin was sore.
âDo you know that even the essence of Ernstâs castle has been overshadowed by luck? Do you know that you are arrogant and ignorant of the high sky?â
âYeah, I think youâre believing in Eugene and making fun of yourself.â
I donât say anything and just stay silent.
I thought it would have been nice if I had been talk back to her, but as it had not been my willingness, Iâve been quietly
listening to her as she spoke with Eugeneâs spokesperson.
âEven if what I say is false, do you think he can protect you?â
âI donât know how heâll handle it because he canât help a little girl like a rat so far.â
âWhat can Eugene do if you die from this position now? What about Cabel? Erich? Can they help you? No, before that, are you mistaken that they really think of you as a sister? You dare not even know your position?â
I couldnât pretend that there wasnât this boiled anger, sorrow, and pain from the inside of my stomach was, as if I had
In the beginning, Arinaâs death was the one who made Ernstâs surname after my name. She was right.
The poor girl who lived in the back alley spent 20 years in Ernst, and she became so arrogant that she thought she had become the Ernst itself.
So, as if I was their real daughters, or as if I were their real sisters, I couldnât help this feeling alone and regretful feelingâŠ.
âThatâs why a pheasant like you arenât good. Once you show the sweetness, she canât know the end and like a flock of ants. When you start your life again, nothing has changed significantly from
âIf you donât want to die, tell me things again my word.â
When it came to Mrs. Lennoldâs words, would they help me? Will the person I
desperately want to keep here gonna protect me?
âLooks like a bitch.â
Myself, no. I am.. really miserableâŠ..
I wasnât confident enough to deny her words.
âWhat are you doing there?â
After Mrs. Lenoard word, I stood in the front of porch, like Eugene in the middle of
the night. However, the direction in which I was looking was different.
The door soaring in front of my eyes.
I wondered whether I could open the door or go out and stand there. I heard a strange voice from Cabel, but I didnât move for a while.
âWhat are you doing?â
And after a while, I took my gaze from the door and turned to look at him.
I thought I had a casual face as usual, and I opened my mouth slightly with a chuckle in my mouth. I opened my mouth towards him like that.
In my words, Cabel has an expression that he cannot understand the language.
âLetâs eat together.â
âNo, now it is not a problem. Why are youâŠâ
I grabbed the arm of the second brother and went to Erich this time.
Cabel, dragged by me seemed to be embarrassed, but he pretended not to know.
âErich, letâs eat.â
Penny, who was held by Erich, greeted us and barked.
Erich refused with a single word like knife this time.
âDonât be like that, letâs eat together. At the dining roomâŠ.â
Erich said once again without looking at me. My mouth was slowly biting. Cabel looked at me, silently whispering from side to side, and for some reason I felt that my mood was strange.
It was a bit strange to hear.
âWhy doesnât everyone eat at the dining room? You can eat rice together.â
This time, Erich looked at me and opened his eyes.
âWhy are everyone eating separately when the dining table is so big?â
Iâve been patient towards them. I finally vomited the words that I had been kept inside.
âI donât want to eat alone.â
I said to Erich as he start opened his mouth.
He seemed very embarrassed and
surprised by the current situation, but he seemed to have no idea what to say, as he just dabbled his lips.
So did Cabel next to me too.
âWhy do I have to eat at the dining room alone every day?â
âWhy doesnât anyone eat with me?â
I heard my sound, but it didnât reach my ears.
âYou guys are really bad.â
In fact, it could have been embarrassing for those two people, but I couldnât turn around as if something never happened
So, after saying this to the two hardened men, I walked back with my arms closed. In a way, it was a full-fledged struggle.
Like Mrs. Leonard words, my position in Ernst now was unknown. I could have been so greedy.
My life in Mellington, where I was originally, was very poor. I didnât have enough money to buy a small piece of bread, so I had to melt the snow outside the house and eat it.
Even then, when my mother was healthy, my life was a little better, but now, even that, It felt like a distant past.
My mother lived sickly long before she died of pneumonia.
I couldnât be able to buy a pill like that because I couldnât even eat it properly, so I opened my eyes without doing anything.
It was the same as losing a mother, but there are cases in the world, such as Arina, where it was useless to obtain and offer all kinds of precious medicine.
So it might have been that kind of fate that my mother died. Afterwards, it was comforting to understand that thought.
But in fact, after my mother died, it was breathtaking silence that I found more difficult to endure than hunger in the house.
When I come home after selling only a few flowers that wither away, Silent air, like a
dead rat, crushed me heavily.
Outside, it was overflowing with the cry of
the baby next door, the excitement of the drunk uncle, and the coupleâs argument and other noises.
The same creepy silence was over whelming me.
When I was lying still with a thin blanket, I felt like I was sinking into the cold winter sea and sinking slowly underneath.
After such a silent night, Another morning alone began.
Itâs a strange feeling that nobody cares about what Iâm eating and what Iâm going to do today, even if itâs bright, no one comes to wake me up.
I sometimes lay alone in my room with cold air and thought, âIsnât I really dead now?â
In fact, I wonder if Iâm already left in this room as a soul, dying asleep the night
before. If I died really quietly alone at this house, there would have been no one who would notice it.
Perhaps after a long time, the person next door looked into the house and took my body to the pit behind the house.
In the meantime, as I dealt with the people who lived and died in Mellington, as I did to my mother, I thought I was just going to pass this month, and I was bothered that another day came out.
So, in fact, it wasnât the biggest reason that I didnât have to work anymore that meke me hold the hands of the Ernst couple that day.
After coming to Ernst, I was persecuted and harassed by three brothers.
Everything is a mess, but since they were a little older, at least while I was at home, I never felt truly lonely.
Of course, while living, I thought they would hate me and it better if I die many times come to my mind.
Like you guys, Iâm not going to see you
again after I get married and leave this house.
Iâm just pretending to like it while keeping your criticism in order to live comfortably in this house.
When the time has passed and the time spent together has become familiar, maybe now they accept me, I thought it might be like that for once.
At first I was creaking, but I was still the person the three brothers hate, but they still didnât refuse when I approached them
When I laugh, they gently release the face that was chilled to fit, and when I hold their hand, I tell them iâll clean it up, but in the end I didnât pretend to be a thorn.
They didnât tell me that they admitted me as their younger sister, but they still didnât deny me as an Ernst.
No one has said it to myself, but now I can see that they doesnât bother me or hate me like it used to be.
Nevertheless, I always wanted to ask because I always had a corner of my mind.
Iâm not sure whether they still hate me, so
I didnât have the courage to deny the marchioness word.
I just stared like a silly by looking at them with my mouth shut until the last day I
So they wonât see anything like this silly person crying. Because of them, I will never even notice that these tears are as sad as myself.
Actually, I also wanted to be their real sisterâŠâŠ.
I canât ever say that. I wonât tell them even when If I die.
As I kept crying without help and I cried a long time over the blanket.
That night, there were a strangers in my room.
I was lying in bed and suddenly grabbed by arm and was dragged out.
âAre you having an unlucky year, so you try to eat with your brother, and now you want to seduce Eugene and coerce him, because you donât want to leave the Ernst?â
I left the room without knowing it.
The people around us looked at us as if they were surprised, but whoever was
âDo you think a lowly born like you can control this household?â
âNeither you nor Eugene will ever defy me again in the future.â
I didnât know what she was going to do, but I knew I was in a dangerous situation.
I tried to shake her hand, but the power
of the arm that holding my arm was stronger than I expected.
Besides, I was still a 9 year old girl. It gave me no strength to be dragged, and to
âLetâs put this⊠aw!â
The next moment, a spark struck in front
of me. Immediately after the pain in one face, I rolled out on the floor.
The slap rang into my ear. I was dizzy at the feeling that the ground was shaking behind me and I stumbled even when I put my hand on the floor.
âCanât you come along calmly?â
I felt the rough touch of my arms again. Even though I stumbled because I could not balance, the hand pulled me as if dragging me.
I knew that a cold breeze touched my cheek and we came out of the mansion.
The voice of the astounding Hubert and the voice of Mrs. Lenoard alternated, but I
couldnât figure out what to say.
Lot of voices continued to be heard in my ears, and my head seemed dizzy.
âWhat, whatâs going on?â
Right then, this time, Cabelâs voice was ringing in his ears.
âHuk, why are you doing that? Why are you get hurt?â
The sound of the surprised Cabel running in was swept into the early air.
Yesterday I realized that I didnât eat so I couldnât hold my body and I lay down on the grass now.
âWhatâs it youâŠ?â
Cabel, who approached at last, stood in front and looked down at me. But
immediately after his eyes met me, his face hardened rapidly.
Frozen voices crossed the night air.
âAre you hitting your aunt now?â
Cabel was sleeping in the turmoil outside and was dressed in underwear as if he had been up and running. When he lifted his blue-eyed eyes, Mrs. Lennold fleeed for a moment.
âWhatâs that habit?â
âI asked now if aunt hit her, Thatâs it!â
Mrs. Leonard was stunned by Cabelâs yelling, but Cabel threw it all the way to the neck and screamed more harshly.
âWho dare to beat her freely!â
It was the same thing that I was surprised by the unexpected.
I originally knew that it was the second brother, the barbaric one, but I saw it for the first time, heâs yelling back and forth to an adult in this way.
âWhatâs your attitude to your auntâŠ!â
No, he actually hit her. During the surprise attack, Mrs. Lenoard who had held my wrist until then, stepped back.
Along with him, she was caught in a strong hand and her arm fell down.
âWho do you think you are?! Why did you beat her! Why is my aunt! WhyâŠ!â
Mrs. Lenoard, screamed by Cabel, stumbled at the end of his scream.
Although still eleven years old, one of the forces seemed to have been hit a lot because he was a long-established Cabel.
âThis, what is this, this asshole!â
âIf iâm an asshole then aunt is an old hag! Youâre ruined!â
But even if it didnât work out, Cabel was about to punch his fist towards Mrs. Leonard.
If Hubert,who noticed Cabel actions, didnât stop him, he might have really beat
âIâm going to hit her too!â
Hubert, even when he was caught, Cabel struggled like a high-bones loose foal in his arm.
Iâm just amazed at what it looks like. I try to opened my mouth without even knowing that my cheek was sore.
âWho allowed outsider to invade the Ernst?â
It was at that moment that a voice colder than a frostbite dug into my eardrum.
The air above suddenly changed, and even with a cane, he was exhaling a greater sense of presence than anyone
As if she didnât know, she closed her lips for a moment, but soon she asked him without bending.
âWhat, outsider? Did you call me outsider now?â
âAh, you donât know? Do I have to kindly remind my auntâs her position in this house?â
Eugeneâs first hand was bitter. He turned his cold eyes to another place, leaving Mr. Leonardâs wife greeted by the insult.
âHubert, since when you let an outside roaming around our mansion?â
âWhere do you take the dignity that you
always say with sweetness like a habit of your mouth and do frivolous things like this, Aunt?â
âWell, what are you saying?â
âIf you saw this and you thought I would just go over this, you looked so funny, aunt. Donât push your luck when Iâm still tolerating you.â
It was so cool and sharp that it smiled like a well-forged blade with a smile spread in his face. Now, he is not the boy whoâs lying in bed a while ago.
It wasnât a boy who was struggling with helplessness. It wasnât a boy who was trying to take the place right after he lost his parents, but was feeling precarious, like being overly somewhere.
Eugene, who had taken away all the remnants of the weakness that he ever had, said to me.
No one in that position dared to move from their place. Eugene did not rush me and waited still. Cabel, which was suddenly stopped by the atmosphere, was on the grass.
I stood up and held my foot. As I approached him, Eugene opened his mouth again toward Mrs. Leonard.
âYou will have to politely apologize to Hari here.â
Mrs. Leonard bites and greeted Eugene as if she couldnât stand speaking with a high-pressure attitude toward him.
Then he replied without any hesitant.
âI will make you regret all you action today with all my might.â
Shortly thereafter, Mrs. Leonard said, âHa!â as she laughed. It was a ridiculous laugh as if he could not dare to her, but her smile faded slowly.
Eugene was still staring quietly at the person he faced with a serene glance without a piece of laughter.
However, his face was as cold as the frozen sea to the deep sea.
Mrs. Leonard also seemed to realize that Eugeneâs words were true to her own ear.
âNow youâre treating me like this at your door? Donât be mistaken her as your sister. Because your dead parent, you dare to do this to me for a girl who didnât has any mix a drop of noble bloodâŠ..â
âOf course this child is not Arina.â
The moment the firm voice broke through the air, I felt cold at my fingertips.
âAunt, you seems to be mistaken.â
âHari is already Ernst in itself.â
At that moment, I stopped breathing in a slightly different sense than others.
Without knowing, I looked up and looked at Eugene, but with an unshakable look
and tone, he greeted coldly again toward Mrs. Leonard.
âI donât think aunt understood it yet, so Iâll tell you again.â
âThe insult for Hari soon becomes an insult to Ernst. And I never intend to see the insult towards Ernst.â
âDonât you know what this means to be like that? You couldnât know. That meant that Marquis Lenoardâs wife had turned Ernst into an enemy today.â
A bluish voice, like an ice pick, grinded the dark darkness.
âMy aunt will have to pay the price for touching an Ernst.â
The momentum of the past has disappeared as Mrs. Leonardâs biting her lips with a pale face.
âGet out of Ernst right away. Before I pull you out with my own hands.â
It was the same until Eugene ordered with a frosty attitude to the end. Mrs. Lenoard was smashing in place with a blank face.
Only after they came to get her out of the way she move.
âYouâll regret treating me like this, Eugene!â
Mrs. Leonard yelled, just before she disappeared in front of our eyes, but Eugene looked down at me, ignoring her words.
As his gaze fell, he swept away and rubbed my body from grass and dirt. And soon he touched my cheek, which was sure to have swollen red.
I started to distort slowly as I looked at
âWhy are you being pulled out like a fool? Canât you ask for help? Are you dumb? You shouldnât let her screamed at you!â
Now, as I saw, Eugene was crumpled and wore a robe with his stiff hair. Like Cabel, he was also dressed in light gowns.
Thereâs always a gap between this always neat and calm person and the person in front of me now as he was unbelievably disheveled.
âDonât say anything to her! She just get dragged by aunt out like a crazy person!â
Cabel yelled at Eugene, angry for me.
âWhat? What are you doing there?â
At that time, Erich, who seemed to be awake while sleeping, showed a quiet appearance inside the mansion.
He rubbed his eyes with an unknown face, approached me and stopped to see me.
Looking at Erichâs face, hardened by
embarrassment, Eugene and Cabel also turned their eyes toward me.
Shortly after that, they too became as hard as it looked and solidified.
I couldnât hide the tears falling on my cheeks and start falling down. Tears that could not be shed even when the Ernst couple died, just pour out like this.
âYou, are you crying because youâre hurt?â
âOh, ha ha, of course it will hurt.â
âWhat, what happened? Why are you doing this on your face and legs again? Is it brother Cabel? Isnât it really crazy?â
âItâs not me! Why am I hitting her?â
âThey called me a family.â
Eugene bent over at me as Iâm crying. He was also embarrassed like other brothers.
âIâm not mad at you. Iâm justâŠâ
But tears didnât stop as the tear glands broke. Soon after, Eugene, who failed to soothe me, shut his mouth for a while and looked at me and reached out.
After a whisper of a bitter heart with a complex heart, it was a bit rough hand
Also, as each tear poured out, I could barely make a small voice.
The pronunciation was crushed and my neck was tight, so it was a very small voice, but Eugene, who was nearby, must
The moment he met my eyes, I paused for a moment like Eugeneâs, but he answered without hesitation, just as if my question was unexpected.
I probably wouldnât forget today until I die.
âOf course. Youâre my sister.â
No, if I could, Iâd rather die here today so I
could keep this moment forever.
Even though his legs werenât completely healed, he sat down with his back in front of me. I clunged to Eugene while still crying.
Me and Ernstâs three brothers all walked
under the starry night sky. I was a fool.
Actually, there were many chances, but I kicked it with my feet and eventually I stayed in Ernst until today.
I will probably be the ghost of this house even if I die. If it was a curse, it was a curse, but it is still good.
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Even though my tear-soaked face and his back would get wet, Eugene didnât say anything to me until he returned me to my room.
That night, Erich lent my rabbit doll to me again. I was able to hold it and sleep deeply after a long time.
When I open my eyes, a happy night where everythingâs alright seems to be a dream.
And that was the last night of my childhood in Ernst.