– ... Tired?

–About I just don't want to see them all. I'm just I'll spend the rest of my life with my A cat in her room alone. I think that It will be the happiest life ever.

– ... You Do you know what it's like to be locked up?

Marceau was puzzled by the way the man spoke it's like not understanding it.

"He's Is it the same? If you're a merchant, should be more sociable than anybody else, so how does he know Is it?" The girl was thinking about voicing her question or not.

–About Darcy was looking at her.

Gradually He leaned forward slightly.

"It seems He wants to talk to me."

–Then how are you going to use this A magic tool?

–I I'm going to record operas and plays, and in loneliness to watch them. What you don't need was to leave the house.

–You – the only daughter of the Marquis of Etvar, say you're going to shut yourself up in Prison?

Words Darcy was embarrassed by Marceau. And it's even stronger blushed when she saw the expression his face.

– ... em So what about readiness? She blurted out A girl, changing the subject of the story.

Darcy smiled at her words.

–Of course The items you ordered were are properly constructed, its semi-closed His eyes glowed dangerously. Licking his lips He smiled. "Because I've always I'm getting the job done.

In Marceau's ears rang with his low voice.

–Pull Hands.

How he asked, and Marceau held out both hands. It hurt her to go through all this disrespect. In fact, it bothered her Everything except his own imprisonment.

–I pushing you to what it will be completely different from what you Do you think—" he shrugged his shoulders and muttered Darcy.

Marceau I almost stopped turning my head when I saw that the man was looking at the Her.

"That's it because it's so beautiful."

–I I'm thankful for that," he hesitated for a moment, Marceau turned her head.

Opinion Darcy was too heavy for her heart to keep looking into his eyes.

–So The man put something in Marceau's hands.

Fingers Those who touched it were hot. Marceau was surprised by the warmth of his hands, that was different from how they were seemed to be in sight.

«... I Will I finally be able to record a video? And lose him?"

This is There was a moment when the girl felt her pounding heart and tried Check out the magic tool.

–Come on Let's change our contract," said a voice Darcy.

"To him Didn't like something? He's talented A man who doesn't want to miss out Ability to create magic tools in such a short time..." Marceau wondered about the conditions that would have attracted Darcy's taste.

–I intrigued by this life of confinement. Show it to me," the man said to her, and laughed out loud.

His A face as if lit by a halo behind him, It shone dazzlingly.

*****

Darcy I'm tired of life in confinement. Instead of In order to get revenge, he tried to get out of the of the whole swamp.

"Emperor, who tried to take advantage of me And the people around me who put up with it.

People Indeed, they are selfish creatures.

Therefore I didn't even think anyone wanted to be self-sharpened. Well, I know that There are a lot of people in the world but I thought that human nature strives for Freedom. I think it tastes strange."

–I I'm tired of meeting people," the expression The girl's face when she said that, was a complete stranger.

Face mixed with a longing that couldn't be to see in the simple reasons, it was Of course, not in the way that could make an only daughter The Marchioness of Etvar, who knows no lack of Life.

This is It was so strange, like the snow that was about to fall.

"Weird woman. From the first order that she done, until the answer she is now She always exceeds my expectations."

–Come on Let's change our contract.

Reason Those words were frankly ridiculous. They were impulsive, but Darcy didn't regret it about them.

"To me I wonder what she's thinking as she discusses one's own conclusion to the one who I've lived in the shadows all my life."

–Why You?

–I I was alone for a long time.

–You? Merchant?

–I Not as popular as you might think.

–...–Marceau looked at him incredulously, but it's was true.

"If If I had been popular, I would have lived a beautiful life. life like the current prince Ryan Suteragen, and not the hidden prince who is almost ready to flee to another country.

If I wish I could have a decent day Birth... It's not without a chance.

I I can challenge my brother in the battle for throne but I have no reasons or attachments to endure this for a long time.

And There is no fundamental reason to take root in such a society.

Considering Wasted time, revenge It's just a waste of time.

Life Short. I want to live the rest of the time doing what I want to do.

... expiation of what he has done.

Long Time living under pressure, I fell in love freedom and impulses, as well as the choices that I did it today based on my life."

Darcy I didn't think this choice would change much his life.

He I decided to calm the girl down a little:

–Eat There aren't many people who can do something like that.

All because he knew how serious it was Marceau was a magical tool.

Shuddering, Marceau finally sighed and ushered Darcy to another room. Of course, before that She dispersed them all in order to keep the Terms and conditions of the contract.

Darcy followed the girl. Though he'd heard about the Marquis of Etvar, it was the first time he had seen such a thing interior decoration of the mansion.

This is the first mansion in which Darcy saw A magnificence worthy of its reputation. It was clear that the money had been invested in chandelier, and fresco.

"How many She spent the money on a room decorated Like a movie theater?" Darcy looked at the the door in front of them.

Marceau She opened the door and let him in.

– ... This is cinema.

Darcy He raised an eyebrow as he peered into the room.

"I I was expecting something different."

–Perhaps Isn't that too modest?

Marceau She looked at Darcy and smiled calmly.

–This is Not modest at all.

Despite to his sarcastic tone, Marceau is not Affected.

"It looks like She thinks it's the right thing to do.

But Why did she make her the way she did?"

Questions in his head continued to grow.

How As soon as Darcy entered the room, Marceau I put the magic tool on the dresser next to the bed, which was soft, like a couch.

–What a pity that nothing has been recorded yet...

–At I didn't have anything to write down beforehand.

–And Everything is fine.

"If I'll write down how I live in the room, then The only thing that's going to work is me inhaling the smell of scented candles."

Marceau activated a magic tool. A screen appeared on the wall in front of the bed the right size. As the nothing was recorded, then the screen was Empty.

–Wow It's really cool...

–Well that's right," Darcy shrugged.

"It was Pretty fun when I was doing that."

He still looking around the room.

In here There were three beds, and they were all standing against the wall. There was a phonograph that allowed you to listen to music, but other than that, the room was Empty. There were no tables, no cupboards.

"Isn't This room isn't too empty for a period design?"

–So Are you locking yourself in this room? What will you do? do?

–And I usually lie around listening to music. Right away I will watch the video. Read Books and eat delicious food.

Darcy I couldn't find the words:

– ... You just refuse to leave the room, to do that?

"How many Whatever I thought about it, her answer to me incomprehensible."

Marceau She nodded as if it was natural.

As it was like this, Darcy was curious, That is why he asked the question, feeling that Goes crazy:

–Why You don't want to go out?

–To me I like to be alone.

– ... in Alone?

Frowning at his question, Marceau knocked thoughtfully On the chin:

–Merchant probably doesn't spend much time in Alone. Well, you said that you curious, so I'll let you experience This is. It will make you feel more comfortable than you think. As well as me... And now lie down on the other bed.

Strange rebellion appeared within him when Darcy received naïve answers and a look that thought That he'll never know what it's like it's being locked in a room.

"She's thinks I've lived with people all my life? If it's about what you feel in loneliness, I know it better than anyone else.

Even If I think about it, it's so childish." Darcy swallowed the water that came to his throat lump.

–You said you're curious so I Marceau looked at him as if she didn't understand why he hesitated.

Darcy He lay down with a sullen expression on his face. Bed but it turned out to be much softer than expected, And its quality was good.

–My Favorite Times – Midnight and Early Hours dawn," Marceau drew the curtains in her Room.

Curtains were so dense that the bright Sunlight from the street is completely penetrated inside.

In The room darkened, and the atmosphere changed. It was like a very late night Perhaps in the wee hours of the morning.

Marceau I went to the phonograph.

–My Favorite musician. His name is Shoupeng.

–Not I know him because I'm not good at music.

"I hate it terminology that I don't know at all. And I wouldn't be interested in anything like that."

Marceau And she laughed, saying that it was all right.

–And I don't know anything about merchants. And what Such?

Darcy I didn't want to hear it.

Girl I turned on the music. It was soothing melody. In his ears began to flow softly music by an unknown pianist. Not loud.

Melody The piano filled the room. Marceau She walked over to the bed and flopped down on the covers. And then she closed her eyes.

–Lazily Lying here like this. Listening all the time Music.

– ... This is all?

–Yes. Sometimes I also read books. That's how I spend it time alone in bed.

– ... I think it's a little bit different from the conclusion, that I've been thinking about," Darcy said, rising from his seat.

All because he was curious to see on Marceau's face telling it.

He approached the girl, who was lying there, breath. A magic tool in his the eye had the ability to help a person can see clearly even in the dark.

Marceau I was lying comfortably, looking up at the ceiling. She There was a very relaxed expression Face.

"What Such fear? It is said that people are the most terrible animals, and is it Marceau Etvar It's not enough to use people on at your own discretion? With so much wealth and power."

–What for Do you do it? You are the only daughter Marquise Etvar, who has it all.

–That That I'm his only daughter doesn't mean That I'm not human, am I?

Darcy He froze at the words that seemed heavy.

Lips The Marceau stirred like his silence was an unspoken signal that it was possible to Continue to say:

–Relations always turned out to be very different Or so I thought. I need time for myself and away from people.

Hearing words about her life, Darcy mercilessly criticized her:

–Tired worry people? You can just to live without thinking about them.

But Marceau responded to his criticism with a smile:

–I I plan to live like this in the future.

This is the quick confession embarrassed Darcy again.

– …

–For now they won't hurt me anymore," my face the girl saying it seemed sincere and strangely attracted attention.

And looked terribly dangerous.

Not knowing how to comfort her, Darcy asked Marceau, who lay there and really listened Music:

–A what Do you want this time?

–About faithfully. This time...

This is there was a moment when Marceau's eyes sparkled, like when they first met.

–Device which enlarges the image by on the screen of this magic tool, capable of filling a wall.

– ... Wall?

–Yes This whole wall will be a screen.

When As the girl spoke, his face seemed to be blown A fresh breeze.

"This A striking difference...

She is very little bothers me."

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