My Childhood Friends Who I Thought Abandoned Me Are Obsessed With Me

7. Have a nice dream. Lady

Episode 7. Have a nice dream. Miss

Smart smart.

Tayl asked softly.

“Miss Cecilia. Are you there?”

She waited for a while for an answer, but got no word back.

After not saying anything, Tail grabbed the doorknob and turned it.

Kirik.

‘Huh?’

The doorknob turned smoothly.

‘Isn’t the door open?’

He opened the door slightly and peered inside.

Unlike the bright outside, it was completely dark inside, probably because of the blackout curtains.

It’s like coming to the land of night.

“Miss Cecilia?”

As I sang softly, I felt movement from inside.

Tail opened the door wider and entered the tent.

The furniture was dimly visible in the dark interior.

Tayl was startled by the atmosphere of fighting.

‘Ha…. I want to go back.’

Tayl sighed deeply and opened his mouth again.

It was because he came in so suddenly that he felt like he should introduce himself.

“Miss Cecilia. I am sent by her wife…”

Before Tail could finish his words, a sharp voice was heard.

“Get out!”

“… Yes?”

It was a crushed, metallic voice.

Tayl, startled by the sudden voice, stood there still, when a rustling sound came from inside.

“Miss Cecilia?”

When Tail called to her again, she felt something vaguely flying over her from afar.

Before I could do anything, something flew straight into Tail’s face.

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f*ck!

This soft and blunt feeling was a pillow.

But her attacks did not end there.

All sorts of things started flying through the air.

“Get out! Get out!”

It was an evil voice.

Everything was fired at Tail, including clothes, paper, pens, and pieces of wood.

However, Tail, who had become accustomed to the darkness, leisurely avoided things.

‘He throws a lot.’

Looking at the doll passing by her, Tail thought to himself.

‘Okay, let’s just look at each other’s faces.’

Shouldn’t you know who the client is?

At that time, a girl was seen in the corner between the rolled blankets.

It was a girl with dark purple hair and bright red eyes.

Her hair was tousled, and her eyes flashed with sharp, forged murder and rage.

“Get out!!!”

While looking at Cecilia, the watch flew in and hit Tail’s head.

f*ck!

“Keuugh.”

Tails moaned briefly at the hot sensation spreading through her head.

Looking at something running down my forehead, I thought it was blood.

Cecilia looked surprised as she didn’t even know what she had thrown.

But she never came out of the covers and just watched with her enlarged eyes.

‘Let’s do this.’

The more you scratch, the sharper and more ferocious it becomes.

She is a pretty big gain even if you see her face and yourself too.

While Cecilia stopped in surprise, now was the timing.

Tail quickly lowered her head.

“Miss Cecilia. I’m sorry for stepping in without being rude.”

Tale said with a light smile.

“I will visit you again tomorrow.”

After saying that, Tail went outside.

Cecilia watched him quietly until the door closed again as he got farther and farther away.

When the room became completely dark and silent, Cecilia swept the blanket over herself.

The room became quiet as if nothing had happened from the beginning.

***

Tail opened the tent door and came out.

The Marquis was standing in front of her for some reason.

Perhaps he waited in front after seeing that the tail was in.

Seeing Tail coming out of the tent, the Marquis asked with a slight frown on her face.

“No, why are you coming out already? While she insisted that she could fix the child.”

Feeling disbelief from the way he spoke, Tail let out a short sigh.

“Madam. Have you ever given orders to anyone other than me to do this?”

At his words, her wife nodded her head at once.

“Obviously, when your daughter is so heartbroken, as a parent, you should do everything you can.”

Tayl let out a deep sigh at the words of his wife, who spoke confidently as if it were natural.

It was a typical behavior of a mother of deeply hurt children.

Of course, it was only natural that this behavior was not very good for children.

Children who have given up on conversation because they are hurt usually dig burrows and enter them.

I think that is the most stable and the means to protect myself, and I do it instinctively.

She wondered how bad she would feel when she tried to force such a child out.

Tail took a deep breath to make the explanation as simple as possible.

“Hoo-ha.”

Then, looking at her wife, she opened her mouth slowly.

“Your lady is literally expressing her will not to communicate with outsiders.”

Tale continued in a clear voice.

“If I disregard the will of such a young lady and continue to hold on to her, how would she feel?”

“Writing… Sure.”

The wife narrowed her eyes as if she didn’t understand.

“It is like stubbornly banging on a locked house.”

“Ah… !”

She seemed to understand. She gave a short exclamation.

Probably everyone has ever tried to go in and get her child out.

Because I feel sorry for the child trapped in the dark.

But that is an act that does not respect the child’s will.

In the end, it means that coming out of here is not an act that others take out, but it is solved by walking out on your own.

‘It won’t be solved in one go.’

It will easily take 3 months to half a year at the earliest.

Tail continued his explanation slowly.

“The attitude to be taken with the lady is to politely knock on her lady’s situation.”

He smiled lightly at the Marquis.

“So trust me and wait.”

* * *

“My lady. Eat red bean buns!”

He came today as usual.

That guy who causes trouble in his quiet room.

Cecilia flinched at the light coming through the door.

The guy noticed that and quickly closed the door.

He was a truly amazing guy.

Every night at 6 o’clock, this guy came into this dark space every day to see if he wasn’t tired of it.

Cecilia was quite taken aback by the guy who came to visit at the same time every day, no matter if she yelled at her, threw things at her, or shouted ferociously.

However, even if they did enter, they wouldn’t come any further than the shoebox, so Cecilia chose not to respond.

“The specialty here is red bean bread. I’ll put it here.”

The guy put down the basket of red bean buns with a big smile.

Her delicious smell came in and tickled her nose.

Her mouth was watering, but Cecilia quickly turned and pulled the covers over her.

A firm resolution never to talk about it.

But he laughed regardless.

“Have a nice dream. Miss.”

He left within a few minutes of entering.

Have a happy dream.

I wish you pleasant dreams.

Cecilia clenched her fists.

‘What is a happy dream?’

It’s all pointless.

That’s all just a ploy to lure you in.

Cecilia crumpled her face.

‘I won’t pass.’

Obviously, that guy was sent by her mother and forced to come.

There is not a single person who can understand you.

‘Never. I will never get over it.’

She murmured as she made up her mind again.

‘Never.’

Cecilia’s eyes flickered dangerously as she said that.

* * *

6 P.M.

Tale was walking toward Cecilia’s tent as usual.

‘Today I am still standing in front of the shoe closet.’

She had to be content with this much in order not to provoke her because she would go on a rampage if brought in beyond that.

Fortunately, it was common for people to be kicked out as soon as they entered at first, but these days, the amount of time they enter has increased.

From 1 minute to 3 minutes.

From 3 minutes to 5 minutes.

By the time Tail had been attending Cecilia’s tent for a month, she was up to 10 minutes long.

‘If that’s a possibility, it should be considered a possibility.’

It’s good that it takes longer to accommodate outsiders.

‘Still doesn’t talk.’

Cecilia was silent for a month.

She was skinny as if she hadn’t even eaten and seemed to be barely drinking water.

‘Of course, since she is a mana wielder, she won’t die to this extent….’

She was skinny, and when she looked at herself with her eyes full of fear, she sobbed up in something.

What could have hurt that child so much?

What made that little child shut her mouth?

Her child’s wounds were deeper and bigger than she thought.

Maybe that’s why the child’s eyes were full of distrust of people.

That somehow bothered me.

Thinking to himself, Tail knocked on the tent door.

“Miss Cecilia. It’s a tail. I will go in.”

Then she opened the door with familiarity.

Kikiiik.

The first thing I noticed was the pitch-black darkness that had descended into the large room.

And in front of her shoe rack, there was a basket full of cold red bean bread.

It was the red bean bread basket that Tail brought yesterday.

‘You still haven’t taken a bite.’

Tayl picked up a basket of cold red bean buns.

And instead, she put down a basket full of hot red bean buns she just made on the spot.

He looked at a corner of him with a grin.

She doesn’t look as she hasn’t adjusted to the darkness yet, but she’s probably staring at herself with Cecilia curled up in her body.

“Miss Cecilia. I brought red bean bread.”

It was still quiet in the room.

But Tayle didn’t care.

“How was your day today?”

The answer didn’t come back as usual.

Tails smiled unexpectedly and was about to continue his next words.