On a flat rock at the shallow end of a pond. A position where if you take just one step back, the water gets deeper and you fall into the pond.
Odette pretended to be unable to control her body due to the scent of sleep and sat down on the rock.
“Miss, do you remember? This is a reserved seat.”
Paula took out the women's belt she was wearing around her waist.
“You seem very arrogant these days. I guess you’ve become arrogant because I’ve neglected your education.”
Well, is that girl in a position to even afford a lazy education? After her mother retired, she was in a situation where she was worse than an ordinary maid.
But instead of opening her mouth, Odette continued to smoke, intoxicated by the scent of sleep.
Because the coachman, who had pretended to leave, stopped the carriage and looked this way.
“Puhaha. Why don’t you try to show off like last time? Miss. You snatched the whip away so well last time. Why don’t you try to snatch the belt away like that too?”
Paula laughed so hard that her mouth was bursting, not even realizing that the coachman had not left.
“Why? You won’t be able to do the same tricks this time, right? Of course. That’s why I made you drink the sleeping scent.”
Then Paula tapped Odette's forehead with her finger.
“You acted so noble last time. Let’s see if you can act like that today. Acting like that noble Lady.”
Instead of answering, Odette glanced at the coachman. It was clear that he had heard the whole story.
'When I see your face so thoughtful, I wonder if you'll come to me.'
“Do you remember this pond? If you take just one step back from the edge of the rock where the young lady is standing, the water immediately becomes deeper. Next to this rock is a swamp, so if you fall, your ankles will be caught in the mud and you won’t be able to get out.”
'Yes. I remember. How could I forget this place?'
“Okay. There’s no place to run. When I hit you with the belt, count the number of times you get hit.”
Last winter, Odette used to pray as Paula said. She knew that if she moved even a little, she would fall into deep water or a swamp. She couldn't even flinch because of the fear.
Paula loved it. No matter how much it hurt, Odette couldn't even tremble or squirm.
“So don’t move even one step.”
Whoosh. Whirl!
The belt brushed Odette's cheek threateningly.
The leather belt had a thin metal piece at the end. It looked out of place and out of place in the design, so it was obvious that Courtney had sewn it on.
She's got a pin in Odette's chemise, a press stud in Odette's shoes, and now she's got a piece of iron hanging gloomily from Paula's belt.
'That damn housekeeper.'
Whack, bang!
“It’s nice to have a good sleeping scent.”
'Ugh-.'
Odette felt a sharp pain as her skin was torn. Fortunately, she was used to enduring the pain, otherwise she would have cried out on her own.
Paula hit the three most prominent spots first: shoulder, arm, and cheek. Then she made a relieved expression as if the stress was relieved.
'Believe it or not.'
Odette was only paying attention to the coachman It seemed that he had finally decided to leave for the main building.
The coachman, who had become lost in thought, swung his whip and slowly walked away from this place.
Paula laughed, tilting her head back so that her neck was visible as she watched the drops of blood forming on Odette's elaborate dress.
“Look at this! Hahaha! Ah, all the old anger is gone.”
“...”
“Why don’t you give me a lesson? You were so mean last time.”
The last thing the coachman saw of her would be a spectacular sight. The blood was so clearly visible on her white dress.
Even the slight wound on her shoulder spread across her white dress, making it look very flashy and bizarre.
The reason Odette didn't take a single step back was not because she was afraid of falling.
If you're going to fall into the water, it's only meaningful if you do it at the optimal time.
Whirlwind, Paula swung her leather belt again, but this time Odette grabbed the end of it.
“...!”
She smiled at the surprised Paula and said:
“It’s not me who’s being sarcastic, it’s you, Paula.”
Paula gripped her belt tighter, startled, fearing that it might be snatched away again.
“No matter what happens today, remember that it’s all because of you.”
After speaking, Odette stood up. Then, holding onto one end of the belt, she took a step back.
“What the- Ugh!”
Plop!
I got drunk, and now I'm in water. It looks like I'm destined to get lost in something all day today.
Paula, who had been holding on, let go of the belt too late. As a result, she barely managed to avoid falling into the pond, but she had no choice but to fall over into the swamp.
“Ugh. S-save me!”
A sticky, swampy mud engulfed Paula.
The more she moved hurriedly, the more the muddy swamp refused to let her go. She fell into the water and briefly raised her head above the water's surface.
Then he shouted in the direction of where the coachman was.
“Gyaaaah, save me! I can’t swim!”
The coachman rode his horse faster without looking back.
Pretending not to hear is no different from proving that you did hear.
The coachman is very tight-lipped. This means that he places the highest priority on securing jobs for his life and livelihood.
'Then, in an extreme situation where his life and livelihood are at risk, he has no choice but to open his mouth.'
Odette laughed at Paula, who was struggling in the swamp. The swamp wasn't that deep in mud, but it was extremely difficult to get out if you fell in.
Paula was panting, swamp mud filling her mouth and nose.
Odette enjoyed the sight and let the strings and flowers that used to decorate her hair float on the water.
Then, it swam leisurely and moved to a place hidden by irises and reeds.
'I can't be seen from Paula's position.'
Paula, who had been lying face down and struggling for a while, not only did she not see her swimming, she also heard her scream.
By the time Odette managed to get out of the swamp, people would think she had drowned because she couldn't swim.
'Okay. Now come find me.'
After struggling for dozens of minutes, Paula barely managed to escape the swamp.
Then Paula was shocked when she saw flowers and ribbons floating on the pond.
“Hey, Miss... Uh... Uh, what should I do!”
Paula wandered around the pond, not knowing what to do.
“Hey, there you are? Odette, come out. Come out! Hey, what should I do? Hey. You’re not dead, are you? No way.”
Paula muttered stupidly as if she was in a panic.
“Come out, Odette. Aaaah! Miss, come out! Come out!”
Paula, who had been stamping her feet in panic for a while, ran to the main building in fear.
It couldn't have been to save Odette, it seemed like she was trying to run away.
Splash, splash.
After Paula left, Odette got out of the reeds where she had been hiding and was about to swim out of the pond.
“Cough...!”
Suddenly something boiled inside her body, and she started coughing.
'Hey, crazy-'
It's bleeding again. Why now of all times?
Odette felt a sudden loss of strength in her limbs.
'Fuck.. Why...'
Her consciousness began to blur and her vision went black.
'This timing is really the worst.'
As she fell into the water, water entered her throat and nose. Am I really going to die like this?
Odette pretended to be unable to control her body due to the scent of sleep and sat down on the rock.
“Miss, do you remember? This is a reserved seat.”
Paula took out the women's belt she was wearing around her waist.
“You seem very arrogant these days. I guess you’ve become arrogant because I’ve neglected your education.”
Well, is that girl in a position to even afford a lazy education? After her mother retired, she was in a situation where she was worse than an ordinary maid.
But instead of opening her mouth, Odette continued to smoke, intoxicated by the scent of sleep.
Because the coachman, who had pretended to leave, stopped the carriage and looked this way.
“Puhaha. Why don’t you try to show off like last time? Miss. You snatched the whip away so well last time. Why don’t you try to snatch the belt away like that too?”
Paula laughed so hard that her mouth was bursting, not even realizing that the coachman had not left.
“Why? You won’t be able to do the same tricks this time, right? Of course. That’s why I made you drink the sleeping scent.”
Then Paula tapped Odette's forehead with her finger.
“You acted so noble last time. Let’s see if you can act like that today. Acting like that noble Lady.”
Instead of answering, Odette glanced at the coachman. It was clear that he had heard the whole story.
'When I see your face so thoughtful, I wonder if you'll come to me.'
“Do you remember this pond? If you take just one step back from the edge of the rock where the young lady is standing, the water immediately becomes deeper. Next to this rock is a swamp, so if you fall, your ankles will be caught in the mud and you won’t be able to get out.”
'Yes. I remember. How could I forget this place?'
“Okay. There’s no place to run. When I hit you with the belt, count the number of times you get hit.”
Last winter, Odette used to pray as Paula said. She knew that if she moved even a little, she would fall into deep water or a swamp. She couldn't even flinch because of the fear.
Paula loved it. No matter how much it hurt, Odette couldn't even tremble or squirm.
“So don’t move even one step.”
Whoosh. Whirl!
The belt brushed Odette's cheek threateningly.
The leather belt had a thin metal piece at the end. It looked out of place and out of place in the design, so it was obvious that Courtney had sewn it on.
She's got a pin in Odette's chemise, a press stud in Odette's shoes, and now she's got a piece of iron hanging gloomily from Paula's belt.
'That damn housekeeper.'
Whack, bang!
“It’s nice to have a good sleeping scent.”
'Ugh-.'
Odette felt a sharp pain as her skin was torn. Fortunately, she was used to enduring the pain, otherwise she would have cried out on her own.
Paula hit the three most prominent spots first: shoulder, arm, and cheek. Then she made a relieved expression as if the stress was relieved.
'Believe it or not.'
Odette was only paying attention to the coachman It seemed that he had finally decided to leave for the main building.
The coachman, who had become lost in thought, swung his whip and slowly walked away from this place.
Paula laughed, tilting her head back so that her neck was visible as she watched the drops of blood forming on Odette's elaborate dress.
“Look at this! Hahaha! Ah, all the old anger is gone.”
“...”
“Why don’t you give me a lesson? You were so mean last time.”
The last thing the coachman saw of her would be a spectacular sight. The blood was so clearly visible on her white dress.
Even the slight wound on her shoulder spread across her white dress, making it look very flashy and bizarre.
The reason Odette didn't take a single step back was not because she was afraid of falling.
If you're going to fall into the water, it's only meaningful if you do it at the optimal time.
Whirlwind, Paula swung her leather belt again, but this time Odette grabbed the end of it.
“...!”
She smiled at the surprised Paula and said:
“It’s not me who’s being sarcastic, it’s you, Paula.”
Paula gripped her belt tighter, startled, fearing that it might be snatched away again.
“No matter what happens today, remember that it’s all because of you.”
After speaking, Odette stood up. Then, holding onto one end of the belt, she took a step back.
“What the- Ugh!”
Plop!
I got drunk, and now I'm in water. It looks like I'm destined to get lost in something all day today.
Paula, who had been holding on, let go of the belt too late. As a result, she barely managed to avoid falling into the pond, but she had no choice but to fall over into the swamp.
“Ugh. S-save me!”
A sticky, swampy mud engulfed Paula.
The more she moved hurriedly, the more the muddy swamp refused to let her go. She fell into the water and briefly raised her head above the water's surface.
Then he shouted in the direction of where the coachman was.
“Gyaaaah, save me! I can’t swim!”
The coachman rode his horse faster without looking back.
Pretending not to hear is no different from proving that you did hear.
The coachman is very tight-lipped. This means that he places the highest priority on securing jobs for his life and livelihood.
'Then, in an extreme situation where his life and livelihood are at risk, he has no choice but to open his mouth.'
Odette laughed at Paula, who was struggling in the swamp. The swamp wasn't that deep in mud, but it was extremely difficult to get out if you fell in.
Paula was panting, swamp mud filling her mouth and nose.
Odette enjoyed the sight and let the strings and flowers that used to decorate her hair float on the water.
Then, it swam leisurely and moved to a place hidden by irises and reeds.
'I can't be seen from Paula's position.'
Paula, who had been lying face down and struggling for a while, not only did she not see her swimming, she also heard her scream.
By the time Odette managed to get out of the swamp, people would think she had drowned because she couldn't swim.
'Okay. Now come find me.'
After struggling for dozens of minutes, Paula barely managed to escape the swamp.
Then Paula was shocked when she saw flowers and ribbons floating on the pond.
“Hey, Miss... Uh... Uh, what should I do!”
Paula wandered around the pond, not knowing what to do.
“Hey, there you are? Odette, come out. Come out! Hey, what should I do? Hey. You’re not dead, are you? No way.”
Paula muttered stupidly as if she was in a panic.
“Come out, Odette. Aaaah! Miss, come out! Come out!”
Paula, who had been stamping her feet in panic for a while, ran to the main building in fear.
It couldn't have been to save Odette, it seemed like she was trying to run away.
Splash, splash.
After Paula left, Odette got out of the reeds where she had been hiding and was about to swim out of the pond.
“Cough...!”
Suddenly something boiled inside her body, and she started coughing.
'Hey, crazy-'
It's bleeding again. Why now of all times?
Odette felt a sudden loss of strength in her limbs.
'Fuck.. Why...'
Her consciousness began to blur and her vision went black.
'This timing is really the worst.'
As she fell into the water, water entered her throat and nose. Am I really going to die like this?
That was the moment when Odette thought to herself.
She heard a splash near her ears, and then she felt something solid supporting her.
“Are you okay?”
A dry, emotionless voice. It was Karl.
“Cough, cough!”
Odette heard his calm voice in her ear as she spat out the blood mixed with the water that had entered her throat.
“It would be a shame for the owner who took the seal to die like this.”
She heard a splash near her ears, and then she felt something solid supporting her.
“Are you okay?”
A dry, emotionless voice. It was Karl.
“Cough, cough!”
Odette heard his calm voice in her ear as she spat out the blood mixed with the water that had entered her throat.
“It would be a shame for the owner who took the seal to die like this.”
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