The bad ending of an Otome game MTL - Chapter (72)
Episode 72
“Yes?”
“No, no. I know for sure that you two got along really well.”
ok, it was I nodded.
Somehow, ‘really’ seemed to have an accent, but I must have been mistaken.
Even though the pride of knowing the child best was shaken a little because of the rice cake Casio threw this time, if there was an Ophelia study in this world, I would be the only professor in the field.
“Yes. Cassio Brahmanduff didn’t like me being with Ophelia in the past either.”
“…… What does my ugly nephew say these days?”
“He said he would do his best for my safety.”
We shouldn’t talk about the contract issue with Ophelia’s letter. First of all, we are contract partners. I can’t say this straight up.
I tried my best to be as blunt as possible, watching Countess McGinty’s eyes.
Countess McGinty had a lot to say, but her eyes were vague as if she couldn’t do it. What?
“I made friends with Casio at that time and he helped me a lot this season. I know you’re worried, but I’m really like Casio-san’s colleague.”
“Comrade…….”
“They are partners for a successful social season. As I said before, Brahmanduff is resourceful, so he doesn’t make bad choices.”
“…… Didn’t Miss Emilia really notice my ugly nephew? Even though he looks like that, he has a good appearance, and his speaking skills… … When it comes to escorting someone, I don’t think he’s a bad guy.”
Maybe he’s thinking about it because he’s worried that I’ll fall for Casio.
I smiled wide on purpose.
“I really don’t have to worry. In the first place, I have no intention of dating or marriage itself! Wouldn’t it be impossible to embarrass the position of Sir Brahmanduff, the Cavalier, by flirting with someone else? The Countess McGinty will take care of it, but if you’re looking for a good niece and daughter-in-law, I can cry too.”
I tried my best to appeal, saying, ‘I’m not a spy from a former marquis who infiltrated the Brahmanduff family to gain the advantage of the Brahmanduffs.’
As expected, I was worried about whether I was getting more tired from yesterday’s work, so I asked, but the tea time was longer than I expected, so I was told to take a break.
As I left the room, I heard Countess McGinty click her tongue.
‘A dead woman is your mate, you stupid … … I think I’ve heard things like ‘the bastard’, but I think it’s probably a misunderstanding.
* * *
Alison Dott is 18 years old. She was a charming young girl with red hair like the peel of a ripe apple and green eyes like apple leaves.
The commoners who longed for the upper classes held their own festival, not a festival, on the day of the royal ball in May of this year.
The dance hall, accessible to commoners, was full of couples wearing the best clothes.
Night markets and stalls filled the streets, and there were families and small children who came out to see the rare sights.
The women in light off-white clothes and flowers in the square also looked clumsily imitating the debut tenets of the nobles.
The majority were young girls between the ages of 17 and 20.
Normally, if it was a situation where a large number of people gathered late at night, they would have been stopped by the guards, but in the first place, the ball was being held until late at night in the royal palace. The whole city was crowded.
Thanks to this, the common people’s own festivals managed to go on with a grandeur.
Young young men and women ran out, put their arms around them, and went round and round based on the upbeat music.
Names and addresses were exchanged with people they met for the first time, and each glance that passed by caught fire.
Alison Dott was a clerk at a small restaurant that mainly served dishes in the style of the Principality of Aldice.
The kind-hearted boss closed the shop early.
Thanks to that, I went out to the street wearing the clean new clothes I bought in advance for today’s festival.
The circus clown performed a stunt.
Aiming for the girls who couldn’t get the moon flower in their chest, flower sellers solicited each of them with flowers wrapped in paper.
Alison joined the dance procession with a pounding heart.
The light green dress, which was close to white, was so pretty that I paid a lot of money to fit it.
What Alison especially wore on her chest was a blue rose that had been dyed with a special dye.
It wasn’t a fresh flower like anyone else’s, but it was made of precious fabric.
It went very well with Alison’s red hair and green eyes.
Thanks to her, everyone looked at her once in a while while dancing in the crowd.
She has gained confidence. There was nothing he couldn’t prevent himself from having a good boyfriend.
Connie, who works at the beer house across the street, comes to Alison’s shop every day for lunch, pitying that you can’t get a decent guy, and scolds you.
He was so helpless that he had a wonderful boyfriend from the Capital Guard who came to pick him up because he was afraid he would be plagued by drunkards every night.
Perhaps her determination was not in vain, and it wasn’t long before she was able to catch a handsome man giving her a strange look.
He was an ordinary man with brown eyes and brown hair.
He was also dressed in a plain brown jacket, cotton pants, and a neat white shirt. seemed sincere.
I also liked the fact that he staggered strangely and seldom spoke to her.
After all, you have to be sincere no matter what.
She wanted to save money and open her own store within 10 years at the latest.
Just imagining being involved with a garbage bastard who drinks and robs his wife’s money made his intestines twisted.
Alison smiled shyly, and the man was already holding hands with him when he started the next dance.
The man said he was a merchant. He said that he would bring the latest items from the capital to the provinces to sell, and bring some local specialties to the capital and sell them over and over again.
He said that he didn’t have a fixed place to live and that he was constantly wandering around, but he said he wanted to open a shop he would go to someday. twenty-two years old.
Very good.
The man and Alison got thirsty after dancing, so they went to a street vendor and had a glass of juice.
I also bought a few glasses of wild liquor with a little alcohol.
There were so many people, I was hit by people everywhere I went.
It was better to drink and breathe in the fresh air than to enter the store.
We drank a glass of wine and had our first crazy kiss.
Allison thought it was my destiny to be a man. It was a pity to go home.
So, he did not hesitate to go to a dark alley that he would not normally go to.
Even if it was a dark alley, it was a street full of people just a few steps away.
“Jimmy. It feels like my destiny to meet Jimmy today.”
Allison whispered. Jimmy, the man who was staring at Alison with a face like he was going to die because it was awkward to deal with women, said to Alison as if he was happy.
“Me too. I was really lucky.”
The night air was very cool. Allison rolled her green eyes and smiled.
“Even though she has silver hair, she can even find green eyes……. It was quite difficult to fill the quota.”
“…… what?”
The spine was coldly cold.
Oops, please. Are they the ones who kidnap people and sell them?
Allison couldn’t believe the change in the man who looked at him with friendly eyes.
I got too drunk with the atmosphere!
But, really……. It is a festival that happens twice a year. There are so many people, are you in a crisis?
Nonsense. I, how hard have I been living all this time?
Thousands of thoughts flashed through my mind in an instant.
The woman opened her mouth wide. Please help, I was about to scream.
The next moment, something hit the woman’s neck and back.
Something blue dyed and fell to the floor.
Unable to even scream, Allison passed out.
Jimmy quickly emptied the flowers in the cart in the alley and shoved the woman into it.
The flowers he took out were piled up on top of the woman, avoiding the eyes of others.
Flowers were presented to the person they liked, and all women used to decorate their clothes or body without hesitation, so flowers were everywhere.
Flower sellers raised their voices as if this was the main tree and were selling flowers until late at night.
Jimmy mingled among them like a regular florist, skillfully pushing the cart out of the place.
It was so clever and skillful that no eyewitness could find it.
That Otome Game’s Bad End