16. Slow learning turtle (6)

16. Turtle slow to learn (6)

The morning when I woke up.

A more tired state than usual.

“Haa, I didn’t listen to you until late yesterday… “

I spat out regretful words and looked to the side.

“… “

“You are sleeping well.”

Unbeknownst to the world, Bluebell was lying on my bed and sleeping.

His breathing was as quiet as that of a dead person.

‘No way, he’s not dead, right?’

If you die, everything shouldn’t get messed up.

I carefully placed my finger on Bluebell’s nose.

A small wind was coming out of her tiny nose.

“He’s not dead.”

I’m glad.

But maybe it’s because the process of confirming my existence bothered me.

“What are you doing?”

Bluebell opened her blue eyes and was glaring at me.

I said with a forced smile.

“For a while, Lady Bluebell was looking at her beauty.”

“You, you pervert!! Castrate! Die!”

Bluebell scolded me and shouted loudly.

But why?

Her face was flushed, and she seemed satisfied.

‘Still, he doesn’t look depressed like last night.’

The blue bell at sunrise was the same as usual.

Inwardly, I felt very fortunate.

***

“I’m sorry, butler. There is no reason to stay in the mansion anymore.”

“Me too.”

“Me too… “

The butler, Rave.

He answered with a sigh at the unavoidable reality.

I didn’t bother to ask why.

“… Yes you can leave scram.”

Rave gave permission for the maid to resign with a tired expression.

He has agreed to this resignation several times today.

“Damn them… Those who were not loyal to the Period family, but were loyal only to Marquis Irten… !!”

All the guys these days are opportunists!

I have no choice but to eat a bowl of it!

Rave cursed in his mind the 12 maids, cooks, and coachman who left the mansion today.

‘Where did persistence and faith go… ‘

Because rumors of the mansion circulate fast, I couldn’t say it out loud.

At that moment, a man with white hair walked from the other side of the rave.

Sinclair Damian.

Despite coming from a marquis family, he is a mysterious person who serves as the teacher of Period Bluebell.

‘Looking at Lady Bluebell’s condition, she seems like a real genius.’

Keuheum-

Rave barely managed to contain his emotions and bowed his head towards Damian.

“Meet the Marquis. Did you have a good night?”

“… Spent comfortably But, I couldn’t sleep well because of what happened yesterday.”

“That is unfortunate.”

Rave looked up and saw Damian’s face.

He confirmed the weariness on his face.

“Then, I’ll leave it alone.”

Nodding off-

Rave greets Damian with care and leaves.

“Wait.”

“Yes?”

“I have a question for you, head butler.”

Damian said with a serious expression.

“Why are there fewer people inside the mansion than usual? The breakfast menu was also slightly reduced.”

Is it okay to reveal this to outsiders?

‘Still, I’m not an outsider right now… Because Marquis Irten is also trusted, and Lady Bluebell is also followed… ‘

Rave carefully opened his mouth after thinking about it.

“… To tell you the truth, the number of servants in the mansion has been cut in half.”

“In one day?”

“Yes, I saw Marquis Irten’s funeral yesterday… They all left.”

Rave naturally lowered his head feeling ashamed of being the head of the butler.

Damian saw that and stabbed him to the core.

“I didn’t leave after seeing the funeral, I would have left after seeing Bluebell.”

“That, that!”

“Tell me the truth, butler. The reason the servant left was because of Bluebell, right?”

If Bluebell becomes the family head of the Period family, the family will be ruined and they will be on board the ruined ship.

Damian pinpointed the core of the employee’s escape.

Rave, who had to tell the truth with his own mouth, bit his lip.

“… Yes, it is. All reasons for resignation. Because of Lady Bluebell.”

Are you blaming me for not managing people?

Worried rave.

However, contrary to expectations, Damian expressed his greeting.

“Okay, thank you for telling me. I will fill in the missing number if I can. And.”

Lady Bluebell.

Damian suddenly turned around and called Bluebell’s name.

In Rave’s eyes, he looked around in surprise.

I saw Blue Bell, who was hiding on the wall in the hallway and overhearing her.

‘The funeral must have been hard for you yesterday!’

Rave waved his hand and shouted to Bluebell.

“Ah, lady! Eh, that’s not what I’m talking about… “

“Okay. I don’t need kids who can’t take my pranks either. After all, they are idiots who only like daddy.”

Blue Bell responded coolly and left her seat.

Damian quietly whispered as he looked at the wall where the bluebell had disappeared.

“The head butler.”

“… Yes, Damian.”

“Isn’t it natural that Bluebell is hated by the servants?”

Of course.

Though nothing in this world is natural.

Rave nodded his head.

“… You can see that.”

Because of the karma that Bluebell got from harassing them himself.

Rave did not deny the fact.

Damian liked the look, so she put her hand on Rave’s shoulder.

Although she grew a bit short, she was successful.

“Bluebell needs an honest person by his side. It’s nice to have someone like the butler.”

“… Thank you for the compliment.”

“Please take good care of Bluebell from now on. Bluebell needs someone nearby. Please don’t hate me too much.”

With that said, Damian said he had Bluebell’s class and left.

“Even if I hate myself less, I can’t stop other people from hating me… “

Left alone in the hallway, Rave’s head hurt.

‘The young lady is going to bully people again. There must be many people leaving again.’

No matter how genius you are, you can’t change the lady.

I thought that the raves I had seen of her since she was a child would never change.

***

Sacred class time.

“I have a question for you, Lady Bluebell.”

“What is it?”

“Who are you bullying in the mansion?”

“I didn’t bother.”

“Then who were you kidding?”

“All.”

Okay.

The reason why the servants of the mansion escape.

I calmly set the warning.

“Perhaps, if the young lady continues to joke around, there will be only one servant in the mansion.”

“… I don’t need anyone to leave. More than that, who is that one?”

“This is Rave butler. He was a trustworthy person.”

“… Okay? I don’t know.”

Blue Bell is not aware of the Rave butler’s loyalty.

However, having read the novel, I know his loyalty.

‘Bluebell continues to harass the servant to relieve his mood. Because of that, all the servants leave the mansion. Except for one person.’

The head of Rave.

Even if everyone leaves the mansion, he remembers the grace of Marquis Irten and stays in the mansion.

Because of that stubbornness, he will be the first to die at the hands of Bluebell.

Still, he was a person who considered himself fortunate to repay the favor of the marquis even until his death.

‘Marquis Irten helped all of his dying family members, so is it worth it… ?’

Of course, I didn’t understand it well from my point of view.

Because I’ve never really thought of wanting to be loyal to someone.

‘Anyway.’

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“Lady Bluebell, let’s go to class.”

“I hate it.”

“You have to do it even if you don’t like it. Shouldn’t you lead the family in the future?”

“… I don’t know, I don’t want to. Just leave it alone and it will come back.”

Bluebell suddenly enters a melancholy mode.

Her expression darkened as if the thought of leading the family was bothering her.

“You can’t do that!!”

Bang-!!

“What a surprise!”

I hit the desk hard and met Bluebell’s eyes.

For the intense eyes, I put a lot of effort into the eyes.

“You shouldn’t think of your family that easily!! This is an act of humiliating the ancestors who made the Period family strong!”

“Who, who asked you to make it stronger?”

“Marquis Irten is one of them.”

“Mister, Mr.… Why are you bringing up my dad here… “

There’s no excuse.

Bluebell couldn’t argue with me, so she quietly lowered her voice.

I walked slowly in front of the blackboard and muttered affectionately.

“I will not tell you to make the family stronger. However, in order to make it continue… Minimum knowledge required. It’s the same when you enter the academy.”

“… So well, in the end, you’re telling me to study alone.”

“You are not alone. Aren’t I there?”

I opened the book to conduct the class.

Today’s class is about how families are maintained and how they relate to other families.

“No matter how late you understand. I’m here to help. So, please study slowly and enjoy yourself.”

“… What are you?”

I answered briefly.

“I am a contract teacher who works for money. Please open the book, young lady.”

“Wouldn’t it be quicker if you were a contract worker… You’re making me study what I hate… “

I like it even though it’s clunky.

Bluebell pouted and opened the book.

Today, Bluebell seemed very rarely interested in studying.

‘The day after the funeral. I didn’t fall into depression like in the novel.’

Good news.

I’m glad it went as planned.

I secretly smiled at the blue bell, which raised my concentration.

‘For better or for worse. As a result, Bluebell is gradually changing.’

Okay.

Did Bluebell see me like that?

She averted my gaze, blushing.

The sky after the dark clouds had passed was a blue lunch.

***

A dark evening.

Pandora’s box.

It’s a box that shouldn’t be opened.

However, those who see the box for the first time want to open it out of curiosity.

Because I don’t know what’s inside and I’m curious about the contents.

‘Then, what should I do, knowing that it is Pandora’s box?’

To be precise, Bluebell’s Pandora’s Box.

Bluebell is curious about opening the box.

However, she doesn’t know that there is something in it that pushes her to disaster.

‘But, I know.’

That’s why.

I have to manage the box on behalf of Bluebell.

And, make sure Bluebell can never open that box.

‘Honestly, I’m not confident… ‘

Since we arrived here.

We should talk about it at least once.

Because conversation is a good means of persuasion.

Smart-

I knocked on the door and called her name.

“Mrs. Belois. Are you in it?”

“… “

The wife of the Marquis of Belois, who did not attend the funeral of Marquis Irten.

The marquise’s wife, who disappeared from the social world three years ago and has been confined to her room until now.

Smart-

I knocked on the door again, calling her name.

“Mrs. Belois. My name is Sinclair Damian. May I come in?”

30 Seconds.

There is silence and a clear voice comes from the door.

-Come in.

I took her permission and opened the door.

Then a woman who looked just like Bluebell stood in front of me.

‘The room is clean… ‘

That thing on top of that head.

It’s the same as the one I saw in the novel.

The Marquis of Belois said to me with an expressionless expression.

“What did you find me for?”

No emotions.

Beloi’s face showed no emotion, as if she had given up on her life.

‘I haven’t had a chance to die until now, so I feel like I’m alive.’

This is the abyss Marquis Irten spoke of.

Depression embedded in Belua’s heredity.

Her blue eyes were not the sea, but the deep sea.

“You look so much like Bluebell… “

Belua has been depressed for a long time and her emotions have become dull.

‘It’s the same as what I saw in the novel. I was waiting.’

I checked the rope hanging from the ceiling above her head.

I asked politely and seriously.

“If you are going to die… Couldn’t you just die in a place without Bluebell’s eyes?”

Belua answered in a dry tone.

“No.”

“Why?”

“I want my daughter to see me dead.”

Period Veloire.

Just three years ago, she was called a person of character…

“Because I was born by my hand, I must foresee my death. Bluebell must see me die.”

My heart was broken.

No matter how hard I tried, it seemed impossible to fix.

It’s because Belua didn’t have the will to fix it.

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