#757. What do you mean?
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Dalgrak.
anything in the world
How to get used to it through experience.
Charlotte was no exception.
At first, she complained dissatisfiedly about why she had to do this, but that was an old story.
the journey continues.
As the days go by.
Her murmurs subsided.
As long as you have experience as a waitress in the first place, you quickly adapted to maid work?
Of course, that was also the reason.
However, what played a decisive role in stopping her mouth was the various delicacies that Limon always bought for her.
Every time I stop at the transit station.
Or every time you use the dining car.
Limon did not hesitate to fill the table with the tastiest dishes.
Thanks to that, throughout this trip, she was filling three meals a day with expensive food that she hadn’t even dared to eat before.
well.
‘Can I do this…?’
So it was.
As she held the delicate petal-shaped meat in her mouth, she suddenly came up with a question.
Did you read that sign?
Limon, who was drinking wine across the street, asked.
“why? Doesn’t it suit your taste?”
“No sir. I just wanted to be able to have a meal with the master like this as a maid.”
A grinning smiley face.
But cold eyes.
Did you really have to bring yourself to a place like this?
She expected to go to a high-class restaurant, but because she ate in a maid’s uniform, she received a strange gaze and questioned with her eyes.
“It’s up to you to apologize. It’s a natural thing to do as an owner.”
…Even though it was useless.
Shameless indeed.
Or sly.
It sounds like you want to enjoy your meal.
Glancing at the grinning Limon, she finally reached the fork back to the plate.
It was because the food was innocent enough that the owner was so nasty that he wanted to poke his face.
‘Well, it’s delicious too.’
Fragrant truffle soup.
White bread and crispy salad.
Grilled abalone with special sauce.
Beef yukhoe decorated in the shape of a flower.
And even wine-flavored lamb steaks.
As expected of a high-end restaurant, all dishes were excellent, from plating to taste.
‘It doesn’t even taste like this.’
Despite this, Charlotte unknowingly put on a sad expression.
It wasn’t just this time.
After starting the trip with Limon.
I filled my stomach with luxurious and delicious delicacies at every meal.
Still feeling the lack.
The thirst and hunger deep in her heart that could not be satisfied no matter what food she ate made her sigh.
‘Well, just being able to eat this kind of food for free is enough happiness.’
But that kind of regret is short-lived.
After calculating the cost of the dishes she had eaten so far, she smiled happily instead of sighing.
Compared to the fact that I had to shake my hands when I bought food that cost 13 dollars at a restaurant, even this regret felt sweet.
So it was.
In the end, Charlotte was able to leave the restaurant with a pretty satisfied face, pushing her wheelchair.
“Where shall we go now, Master? We have some time left before the next train arrives.”
“The food must have been quite satisfactory, seeing as his voice softened?”
“This is a funny joke. There’s no way there could be a maid so dishonest that her attitude would change just because she ate some delicious food, right?”
“Yes, there must be a gunman whose attitude changes depending on the price of the food he gets instead.”
Is it because I was stabbed in the middle?
Charlotte, speechless, glanced at the young man in a wheelchair.
“Master, don’t you often hear that you are so honest that you are unlucky?”
“I get so much envy and jealousy.”
“If you knew, would you at least pretend?”
“It’s a pretense…”
It seems like I was told by an IRS employee to save some money.
Limon, who was looking at her with a really strange face, asked casually.
“Dark dog, what do you think of lies?”
“That’s bad.”
“Is the truth good?”
“Of course, right?”
It’s really out of the blue.
Looking at Charlotte, who was puzzled by the absurd question, but answered immediately, Limon opened his mouth again.
“So if the police lied to catch the heinous criminal, is it wrong?”
“….”
“Or is it right to reveal the truth of a friend who wants to look good to his lover?”
“…why are you asking that?”
“well.”
For some reason.
a little bit sad
with deep sadness.
Looking at her with really complicated eyes, he said quietly.
“There was someone I knew.”
“Someone?”
“Someone who was so proud that he wouldn’t even lie, but he was bluffing when he had to tell the truth.”
“…Whoever you are, you’re an idiot.”
“No, I was a fool.”
“…”
“It’s wrong to lie, but sometimes it’s wrong to not notice.”
Charlotte was silent.
At any other time, I would have sneered at what nonsense it was.
in Limon’s voice.
heavy and complex emotions.
A deep and silent gaze.
It forced her to keep her mouth shut.
It was Limon’s light laugh that ended the brief silence that flowed between them.
“I am so embarrassed.”
It’s easy to be immersed in past memories at any time, which is the downside of old people.
After a quiet murmur.
Limon scratched his cheek.
“I’m sorry for saying something stupid.”
“Well, I don’t need an apology… What happened to the person the master said?”
“I’m sorry, but I can’t answer that.”
“…okay? Then it’s done.”
I just asked once in the first place, but it seemed like I wasn’t that curious.
To Charlotte, who turned her head.
Limon said calmly.
“It’s hardly an apology, but I’ll make your wish come true.”
“A wish?”
what a nonsense word
looking at her puzzled
Limon gave a meaningful smile.
“There was a clothing store on the way there, maybe?”
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“Hmm.”
For a while, sitting in a wheelchair with your arms crossed.
Limon nodded.
“It suits you pretty well.”
“…”
“Why don’t you like it? Do you think I made a good choice?”
A design that fits snugly to the body.
A thin, half-transparent fabric.
Even the gold thread pattern and crystal decorations that accentuate the graceful curves while barely covering the skin.
In a sense, it may look more bewitching than naked, but rather than being vulgar, it enhances the loftiness and elegance.
Truly a beauty in a dazzlingly beautiful dress.
Charlotte stared blankly into the mirror, and after a while, stutteredly opened her mouth.
“Boss… No, Master. Can I really take this?”
“why? You said you don’t want to wear a maid’s uniform the next time you go to a restaurant?”
“No, I just wanted to wear the original clothes, I didn’t ask to buy a dress like this…”
Up until now, even if you used honorifics, it was just a formality to imitate a maid.
Right now, respect came out of nowhere.
No, it had to be. The soft touch of the dress, which had
almost
fainted upon hearing the price, made her immediately notice Limon.
“I have nothing to say. I’m not giving it for something in return, I’m just giving it as a gift because it seems like it would suit me well.”
“…”
I gave her a dress that was more expensive than most armor.
It’s been a while since I looked at the gray-haired man with complicated eyes as if it wasn’t really a big deal.
Charlotte sighed.
“Here, master. Why don’t you be a little more careful?”
“What are you looking out for?”
“That attitude. If you give something like this as a gift right away, a normal woman will misunderstand that you have feelings for her?”
“I guess so.”
“If you know, you can restrain yourself…”
“Can’t you?”
“yes?”
blankly.
Blink your eyes once.
Realizing only belatedly that she hadn’t heard it wrong, Charlotte asked blankly.
“What do you mean no?”
“What do you mean?”
“…”
she waited.
that it was just a joke
I wonder if you really believed that.
May this gray-haired man mock the agitated woman with a vicious grin as always.
But to my dismay.
There was no teasing waiting.
Instead, there was only a gaze as calm as a lake.
At the end of looking at the eyes that shake the heart as if possessed because there is not even an inch of shaking.
pounding.
“I’ll change my dress!”
Is it because it is so hasty?
Even making a tongue-biting sound.
Charlotte ran to the locker room and gasped as if she had just run 1,000 meters at full speed.
And more than that, I pressed my chest that was beating like it was about to explode.
‘Let me calm down. This is the Black Dragon’s trap!’
Charlotte thought.
This owner is a bastard.
And that’s not the usual neighborhood flirt, but a bastard who’s good at bewitching women.
There must be more than three or four women who promised to marry. Maybe they made local offices in every country they visited.
So don’t skip it.
It’s clear that I just said that too lightly.
…even though it was more frightening that I couldn’t calm my beating heart.
‘Hey, if you know I’m going to fall for this kind of trifle, you’re mistaken. master!’
Charlotte made up her mind.
no matter how handsome you look
A world-class violinist.
Is it so much money that it rots away?
He said he would never fall for that playboy boss.
Of course, it is true that the last element is very attractive, but he had one decisive flaw.
‘Because I have a taste for associations!’
I don’t know Limon’s exact age, but at least he’s no different from himself.
Traditionally, a man must be at least 10 years older to be able to rely on them, and the bitter but deep charm of life is buried.
That he would never fall for Limon.
confident with a snort.
Charlotte tried to change her clothes.
But before taking off the dress, she hesitated and looked in the mirror in the dressing room.
‘…Because the owner is really good at choosing gifts.’
I didn’t even wear a transformation bracelet.
I was just changing clothes.
It looks different than when transformed into a certain form.
Looking at her own dress that adorns her slender body and fair skin in a most beautiful way.
she thought involuntarily.
‘This makes me feel like I’ve become a princess…’
Stumbling.
That moment.
Charlotte felt dizzy.
Headache like being stabbed with a needle.
On top of that, the disgusting feeling of wanting to pour out all of it, even the suddenly protruding intestines. She lowered her exhilarated mood just a moment ago to the bottom
and,
without realizing it, covered her mouth with her hand
.
Or maybe it was because he didn’t want Limon outside to hear this sound.
I desperately shut my mouth.
Swallowing the gasping sound.
For a long time to struggle in pain.
Barely relieved of the headache and disgust, she removed her hand from her mouth.
Then, looking at the hand that had clear teeth marks that bleed, he clenched his fist.
‘are you okay.’
over the mirror.
pale face.
Then, looking straight into her darkly sunken eyes, Charlotte murmured inwardly.
‘I’m fine…!’
It’s just a temporary seizure.
he has no problem
that no one would have noticed
Reflecting on herself like that, she closed her eyes.
But Charlotte didn’t know.
Although she tried so hard to keep her voice down.
The fact that the man sitting in the wheelchair outside was looking at the changing room with bitter eyes.
