The Duchess of the Attic

"Oh, you are truly... terrible, like a demon!

"Yeah? Your wife's a very sweet person, though? Well, it's a little mean, tough, and some things don't accommodate, but if someone's in trouble with their emotions, they can't want it! You can't come all the way across the ocean to wild horses."

"Naja..."

Naja, who remained silent until then, seemed unbearable to Beth's words, which she complained about as she squeaked up.

I hope I suddenly interrupted and rebutted, but the content was subtle and Opal laughed bitterly without knowing what to say.

But Beth stops tearing surprises at the appearance of a new figure.

"So, who?

"I am your wife's maid. I've known your wife well for a long time."

If Beth asks while she is frightened, Naja answers proudly.

You didn't like that, Beth glanced at Nadja.

"Wow, I was a samurai too. But this guy is so cold..."

"Ha!? That's not true! No one is more angelic than your wife!

"Um, Naja? I'm very happy with that word, but keep it up then a little...... Beth, would you mind letting me in the room?

Opal hastily pinched his mouth as he was about to leave it, as the story slipped away due to Naja's entry.

In the meantime, we get tired of each other, conspicuously, even when we talk at the front door forever.

So I urged Beth to put me in the room, and she honestly let me know if she was distracted by Naja's appearance.

Opal was surprised that the indoors, where aging had progressed as well as the exterior, were barely furnished.

One small round table and chair on a sliced carpet.

No fireplace, no sofa, no benches, no chest.

It's a lie when it comes to whether a wealthy born opal knows the lives of ordinary people, but I can tell that life is just in trouble in this room.

But as he took another step, one door caught his eye, and Opal exhaled with relief for some reason.

"You still have a room in the back of that?

"If I put the bed down, there's just a bedroom full of it"

"So where do you cook? Where's the bathroom or washroom?

"It's all joint. Any other questions?

If you have any complaints, just tell me, Beth sticks out her tummy, which is so big that she's still going to be born, and stands with her hands on her hips.

Perhaps we should be sympathetic, but still Opal chuckled with a strong attitude that never changed before.

"Then I won't hesitate to ask questions. Who is that kid's father?

Beth was much more breathtaking in a straightforward question without hesitation or consideration.

Its complexion is faintly bad, but there is no fear or aversion.

Opal suppressed his desire to pursue further and opened the door behind him at will.

"What do you do!?

"Unwelcome guests are rude."

With that said, Opal sat down on a small bed without a mattress.

Although it felt like it was on a solid floor despite sitting on top of the hanging, Opal invites Beth without putting it on her expression.

"It's hard to stand forever, isn't it? Let's sit down and talk."

"I'm not your samurai anymore!

"Yeah, right. Now that I have a competent samurai, I don't need a rebellious samurai"

Opal smiled again, praying that Beth wouldn't be any more mean inside.

Naja laughs a lot when she sees such a hypocritical attitude of Opal.

To the thickness of the two people who suddenly pushed and sat down, Beth seemed to pass through anger and give up.

exhales so loudly that he sits next to Opal.

"... how were you there?

"I was angry when I heard about you."

"Is it to me?

"To all those around you, including you"

Beth almost cried in unforgiving Opal's words, but now she seems to have enjoyed herself much more.

Opal offered to Beth when he received the cage from Naja, who stood at the entrance to the narrow bedroom.

"It's getting late, but I'm gonna plug it in."

"Plug in?"

"Yes. I didn't know what you liked, so I had it properly packed with sunshine."

Beth's face glowed as she took the cloth that Opal was wearing in his cage.

Apparently, he was also stuffing his meal.

"No assistance from the father of the belly child?

"It's..."

"You're a lot irresponsible."

"Master Keymont is not irresponsible! You said you would definitely pick me up!

Beth said her father's name but didn't seem to realize it.

I'm staring at Opal, but there's anxiety in his eyes.

I guess the word now speaks to itself more than Opal.

Keymont remembered Opal well because he had dropped by several times during his bachelor years.

And I read the paperwork Claude prepared for me, and I was surprised that it hasn't changed.

I also felt sorry for Beth, who was being deceived, while reassured that she didn't seem forced to.

"... are you still in touch?

"Now... I'm waiting until most of it cools down. If it gets too noisy, Master Keymont may be taken care of by the Count. Because then they will also be removed from the inheritance heirs and their lives together will be painful... So they're going to look at the timing and talk to the Count so he can admit it."

"Yes..."

Opal was quietly answering, but inside he was angry.

According to Claude's survey, Jeff Keemont, the Count's second son, has already inherited a lot of property.

And yet you just make Beth dream sweet dreams and leave her alone without any assistance.

And he's still living a pretty light, corrupt life.

"Well, I'm leaving now. Sorry to bother you all of a sudden."

That's what Opal said. When he stood up, he gave Beth a hand in trying to stand up.

Beth looks at Opal in surprise.

"I'd really like to say it's a good idea to drop him off, but we have to keep the door tight."

As Opal and Beth got out of the bedroom, Naja panicked and rose out of the chair.

It seems backward that he was sitting in a chair with only one leg without permission from his landlord, Beth, than worried that he would be pissed off that he was resting.

But Beth doesn't seem to get around to that, and she follows Opal casually.

Opal stood in front of the door leading outside, looking back and staring at Beth.

"- There have been some very painful and sad things in life, but there have been many fun and happy things. So please take care of your body and don't push it."

"... Yes"

Beth's voice did not rely on it small, but there was no sadness in its face.

Opal smiled gently to encourage him to leave the old, small room with Naja.