Became the Golden Sun of the Academy

55 – Charlotte Echoes (3)

“They are both covered in mud.”

For some reason, she took Charlotte, who had started to cry, to her mansion, which she heard from the maid she had seen this morning.

Seeing her smiling face, she seemed to think she had been hanging out with Charlotte after taking her own tutoring.

“Sorry… ….”

Charlotte didn’t look up because she thought it was a reprimand.

Even though she had apologized to me as she bowed her head, which was facing the ground, she was now almost slamming her head on the ground.

The Charlotte I knew wasn’t like this, but the Charlotte of her childhood seemed seriously insecure.

“Can I wash you?”

“All right.”

She should ask how Charlotte is when she calms down. She procrastinates and she declines the maid’s offer.

Chin.

“Then shall we leave it to Charlotte?”

The maid put her Charlotte’s hand on mine as she was about to leave.

As I turned around, the maid added her explanation.

She seems forced, but subtly persuasive.

“Shouldn’t this child also practice serving the young master?”

“No, I can do at least washing myself.”

“Don’t do that.”

The maid invisibly gave her Charlotte a wink.

Apparently she is greatly mistaken about my finding Charlotte in the morning and coming in late at night with her guy.

“Doesn’t she think so too of Charlotte?”

No, it wasn’t like that at all.

However, she only nodded her head reluctantly when the senior maid asked so much. She

She and she said in a creeping voice.

“Hey, I’ll do my best… ….”

I didn’t really like that word because it felt like a slave catering to his master.

* * *

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The sound of water echoed in the steamy bathroom.

“…… Puha.”

Having spilled a gourd of water on her head, Charlotte let out the breath she was holding back and shook her head like her cat.

Her wet hair hit Adele’s face, splashing water droplets all over her.

Adele ran her hand over the water her Charlotte had splashed on her face.

‘I knew it would be like this.’

The maid said that it was Charlotte’s practice, but she said that a guy who had never done such a thing in the first place could do such a thing.

In addition to that, she is as stiff as a wooden stone, perhaps because of the vast difference in social status, so she somehow ended up washing herself.

It was the maid’s meddling that made her work.

“… ….”

Charlotte stared at Adele working her lather in her hair through her mirror as her steam began to fog up.

She must have felt that gaze, and when Adele raised her head, she lowered her eyes for a moment, then she looked away, then raised her pupils again.

‘It’s strange.’

Today was different from usual.

He usually had a hazy expression on his face like someone who was intoxicated with something, but then he would suddenly talk to himself incomprehensible.

He then took a passer-by himself a few days ago and beat him.

He thought he was a violent and scary person because of it…….

“So.”

Charlotte, lost in thought, flinched as Adele gave her rhyme.

It was because of the fear etched into her brain like Pavlov’s dog responding to the ringing of a bell.

“Why were you crying today?”

After asking that question, Adele frowned.

Now that I’m young, I thought I wouldn’t use a hard tone, but I didn’t know if Adele’s tone was familiar to him, so it naturally became that tone.

Unaware of that, Charlotte assumed that it was because of her, who had cried unseemly, and put an even more gloom on her face.

“… ….”

Keep her mouth shut for one minute.

She couldn’t say, ’cause she’s having a hard time with you beating her. She held on to her silence, so Adele’s fingertips massaged her essence.

Charlotte said involuntarily, “Ehh, uhhh.” She made a sound.

“If you don’t want to answer, that’s fine.”

Shoot ah—-

Another gourd of her water spilled onto Charlotte’s head.

Adele swept it with the palm of her hand as the white foam ran down her face.

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Charlotte’s hand, which was trying to wipe away her foam half a beat slowly, lost its way and stopped in the air.

What is this?

She is a maid and she seemed to be taken care of herself.

That is her words as she was treated as if she were treating her younger sister for a long time to Adele, who is the same age as her.

“Then is there any pain anywhere?”

When you beat yourself up, you suddenly worry about your body, and what the hell are you going to do?

It was an incomprehensible situation, but I thought, “The place I was hit yesterday hurts.” She denied it by slashing at her, thinking that she would be right again if she said it this way.

“No, I am not sick.”

“Um, is that so? Then you won’t be called by her father?”

Suddenly, I wondered what that meant again, but Charlotte answered.

“No, there is no such thing as being called by the master.”

“I see.”

Is there no need to go back to the past?

I came back in good time.

So you’re saying that you just need to prevent it from happening in the future.

“Charlotte, do you know when your father will be back?”

“Uh, so the master will probably be back in a few weeks.”

“I see.”

This body was enough to prepare, so that much time was freed up.

In the meantime, what can I do…….

I looked at Charlotte gently.

She must have sensed Adele’s gaze, and Charlotte, who had been glancing over her mirror, turned her gaze away from her.

For some reason, she felt nothing but ominous feelings.

* * *

“… ….”

Charlotte was embarrassed. She

As if she didn’t want to believe in this reality, she looked around with dim eyes.

If you look here or there, the room is full of luxurious decorations.

And Adele sitting in the room calmly.

As she stood so blankly, her chin and two hands rested on her shoulders.

“Starting today, Charlotte, are you the boy’s maid?”

The maid who was in charge of Adele came out from behind her.

What did you mean by that? Charlotte turned her head to look up at her, and Adele turned her attention to her sudden commotion.

The maid smiled and winked at Adele again.

“…… That’s not what I said.”

That maid misunderstood something again.

Since she has nothing to do, she wondered that today she wouldn’t let me know what Charlotte’s schedule was, even when I asked her to do so. .

It was both Charlotte and Adele who ended up in trouble with her unruly behavior.

She thinks she has a good sense of herself, but the maid, who has misunderstood herself, smiles slyly and closes the door, leaving only Charlotte and Adele in the room.

“… ….”

Charlotte clung to the door, keeping her distance from Adele.

An act of blatantly avoiding oneself.

Because of that, she had no problem with Charlotte, but she guessed that something had happened between her and Adele, so she left Adele alone for now.

Just as you shouldn’t approach a wild animal that is wary of people, she wanted to let her know that she was a harmless human being first.

Sarak.

Only the sound of flipping books echoed in the room, where the silence was so heavy.

When no one opens their mouth and time is passing endlessly.

Rumble… ….

The sound of a boat clamoring for food feels louder because it is quiet.

“… ….”

Charlotte dyed her ears red and grabbed her belly as if she were telling her to stop roaring, but her belly didn’t obey the order.

Even when she tries her best to curl up in her body.

….

The ship only roared louder.

Tup.

Adele closed the book she was reading.

Did it get in the way of reading?

So you’re going to hit me again?

Charlotte shrank at the thought.

“I am hungry.”

But the words that came out of Adele’s mouth were far from what Charlotte was worried about.

“Go to the restaurant.”

“Ah, yes, yes.”

She had Adele, who was supposed to serve her, open the door herself, but Charlotte, to her embarrassment, didn’t notice it. She followed

She followed, she didn’t even think about herself, and unlike Adele, who moved forward, she subtly kept pace with her and didn’t even notice that she was going.

The restaurant she arrived at was not where Adele usually ate her meals.

Unlike the place where even the cutlery is luxurious, the restaurant I came to now is a place where servants eat, and it was probably full of servants eating.

They recognized the sudden arrival of Adele and asked.

“Brother? What are you doing here?”

“Oh, I am hungry.”

Adele replied and sat down in her empty seat.

She patted the empty seat next to her with her hand as if telling her to sit down as Charlotte was standing there.

She couldn’t openly refuse her orders.

“I know that less than an hour has passed since you ate, Bocchan.”

“It could be like this because it’s a growing season.”

“…… ?”

Charlotte, who was sitting next to her, turned her head to Adele after the servant said that she had just finished eating.

No matter how much you grow up, there is no way your stomach will go out in an hour.

Of course not.

That’s what I mean.

‘Because he was considerate of me?’

Do you think so? It made sense for her to sit next to her.

The fact that the servants came to the place where they ate was probably because it made no sense for him to dare to eat at the same place where Adele used to eat.

“Huh? Would you like to dine here? Isn’t there a restaurant where the young master eats?”

“If you feel uncomfortable around me, why don’t you be honest?”

“Ah, could that be? hahahaha!”

It’s all an exaggeration and may be an illusion, but Charlotte stared at Adele, who was joking with the waitress, as she shoveled the food into her mouth with her fork.

The opposite of Charlotte’s usual perception of Adele.

The extreme reversal seemed to highlight his little consideration.

In a bright place, light is invisible, but in a dark place, even the weakest light is noticeable.

As if he had become a different person, Charlotte corrected his evaluation of him, saying that maybe he wasn’t such a bad person.