The bad ending of an Otome game MTL - Chapter (23)
Episode 23
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I let the kitty out early and I lay down.
I thought I slept so deeply that I couldn’t even dream, but when I opened my eyes, it was halfway between midnight and dawn. It was quiet everywhere.
I don’t know if it’s because of the change of bed, or maybe it’s because I took a deep nap for a while, but once I woke up, I wasn’t in the mood to go back to sleep, so I woke up cautiously.
Goosebumps erupted from his bare feet on the floor. The weather wasn’t that cold, but it was very chilly to be alone in a spacious room with thin clothes on.
He looked around and carefully put on the nightgown hanging over the chair. I wanted to breathe cold air for a moment.
The hallway was also quiet.
There are likely to be one or two people resident at night, so if you call or find them, they will come out, but I don’t want to, so I sneakily walked down the hallway with blonde hair.
At the end of the hallway, there was a quiet terrace leading to the balcony.
The size was not that wide.
One table, two chairs. It was a good place for small people to gather and chat with each other.
I carefully opened the door to the terrace. Cold air blew in and inflated the thin skirt. That was the moment.
“What are you doing there?”
“…… !”
I literally shook my shoulders as if I had met a ghost. If he had anything in his hand, it would in all likelihood be broken.
Again this night, Casio Brahmanduff, dressed in a plausible attire no different from what he had seen at dinner earlier, was standing in the dimly opposite hallway.
“…… This is what I have to tell you.”
His voice became hoarse. Casio shrugged.
“I invited guests, but I never brought a stray cat into the mansion.”
“AHA. A clever stray cat the size of a human, knows how to wear a nightgown, and can turn a doorknob on a person’s waist. Wouldn’t it be flawless to use it as a catalog of the Brahmanduffs’ grand collection?”
“Isn’t it a bit silly to say that what I bought is a ‘collection’?”
“You don’t care whether a precious, beautiful, or bizarre thing is a living thing or not, do you?”
“Emilia always says she is not like that.”
“Even if she debuts holding your hand and is inflated as the most notable lady that year, I know that it is not the real ‘Emilia’ share.”
The man’s gray eyes sharpened.
I even opened the door and went in and sat down on a black iron chair with an old-fashioned taste.
The terrace was on the second floor. Thanks to this, the view of the dark townhouse was overlooked at a glance.
Fences like dark green bushes, well-maintained vegetation at a glance, outbuildings like cake boxes, and wide roads for wagons to enter and exit.
The man smiled faintly. I know that a man’s smile like that is no different from an ordinary greeting mask.
The man whispered as he tucked my hair under my ears, which was disheveled by the wind, behind my ears.
“Why do you think it’s not up to you?”
In front of him, his eyes were gray and whitish like the moon submerged in dark clouds. Interesting, curious. And perhaps contempt. things like that
The man rarely showed his sincerity to anyone, even in the game.
Would anyone have that attitude? I remember the countess’ attitude at dinner.
‘There are many wives and wives who are unlucky to have their eyes taken away by my poor nephew, but it seems that Miss Emilia is fortunately a virtuous lady.’
okay. This man was close to ant hell or fly hell. A man who instills illusions in any woman.
How many young girls in the social world have a crush on this man, enough to warn the Countess not to take people’s hearts lightly.
It’s not like he promised anything outrageously. It would have hurt my heart and hoped for a word of ambiguity passing by.
‘He’s so kind to me, he’s so kind, he’s polite, how could this be a joke? Even so, I can change it.’ this kind of delusion.
Everyone wants to be the main character in their own life. I dream of a fate-like love only once.
I remember Kitty’s twinkling eyes. It is not a sin to admire the social world. It’s not a sin to have fantasies.
Like the main character in the novel, the perfect male protagonist only loves himself. sweet dream However.
“Because that’s not really my strength.”
After being deceived and getting hurt? After being thrown away?
I didn’t have anyone to pick up my abandoned me. No friends, no family, no money, no fame, no education.
Even after Emilia was kicked out of the game, the reason why she lingered around as a marquise writer was very realistic. because there was nowhere to go
The reason why the Marquis still took him with him as a foodie, Aini, who had been hailed as a friend of Ophelia at least once, was probably because of the face of the aristocratic family.
Like the ‘player’ in the game, even if her family was Korean or American, if she had a beautiful or high reputation, she could have found a decent marriage anywhere, but Emilia was neither one nor the other.
If you don’t want to go to the remembrance of an old-legged grandfather who is about twice his age, it would have been best to sell your pride and stick around.
I sometimes thought that if I had been honest and faithful to my desires like Emilia in the game, I would not have been as complicated as I am now.
If you like the person you like, you hate the person you have no feelings of inferiority to, and if you want to harm someone, you do it secretly.
In the end, you will have to be abandoned by everyone, be despised by the person you like, and have to watch the person you like become someone else’s lover.
I approached the man for a brief moment and then gently pushed the man’s chest away. The man quietly retreated despite the light force.
“If you put your mind to it, it wouldn’t be easy to go from being the socialite’s best lady to the socialite’s worst lady. well. There are probably many ways. That’s what these revealing articles are about. I’ve been selling my dead friend’s name and swearing at you… … . In the meantime, Casio Brahmanduff, the ‘perfect gentleman’, respected the lady and refused to tell anyone about it, but my personal maid or the staff of the dressing room secretly interviewed me at such an unreasonable fact.”
In the first place, the halo that I will wear and appear on the outside is all fake.
However, the young-ae, who will appear with the background of the Casio Brahmanduff family, said to the right person, ‘I couldn’t be the best anyway’, so I said it would be funny.
There is no agitation in the man’s eyes.
No, rather, he seemed to be laughing as if it was funny.
okay. This man is more like a man-eating crocodile that delights in appreciating human weakness rather than a romantic love affair.
My attitude was close to ‘I know you didn’t shed even a single tear, so don’t pretend you’re not crying in front of me for nothing.’
“Why do I do that?”
“I think you’re going to have to bear that much to see me break down.”
“It still breaks my heart that people are still having such misunderstandings.”
“Mr Casio Brahmanduff.”
The man took one step closer. The man’s pale blonde hair shone like a star in the darkness.
On the other hand, I can’t see anything other than a floating white face when I’m buried in the dark because the colors are all dull.
Anyway, it didn’t matter.
“If you have to say kind words with a face that you are dying of boredom, it all sounds like bullshit to me.”
“…….”
The man’s eyes widened in an instant.
As if something had been hit in the back, like a machine that went out of power, his expression disappeared and then came back.
“It would be even more absurd if, while watching the weak struggle to their heart’s content, who had nothing in their hands, mistakenly thought that I would not know that he was someone who would be the only person left to be defeated and thrown to the floor at once.”
“…….”
“Your curiosity and the reason for your actions are everything. all. I do not forget that it was because of the dead Ophelia.”
From time immemorial, for those who did not know the subject, a suitable ending was waiting for them.
The maid who insulted the princess who was supposed to be married to a neighboring country and pretended to be a princess was eventually found out and met an ugly ending.
The princess, who had a sad day while pretending to be a maid, eventually regains her original identity and marries a prince from a neighboring country.
In the end, Emilia’s ruin in the game was due to coveting something that could not be her share.
Some things may have changed since I became her friend, but I’m not mistaken for that.
The ‘player’ finally appeared.
A young lady with a beautiful appearance like Ophelia, and a silky heart that can’t be compared to Ophelia.
He seemed to know a little bit what this man wanted.
Even if Ophelia left a letter, I’m not a man who will live like a servant until long after Ophelia’s death.
I’d rather have Edmund Gloucester.
I was a little skeptical about this part for a moment.
Come to think of it, what is Edmund Gloucester doing now?
The Bad End of That Otome Game