The Rotten Lady Rosa Wants to Watch Over Love from the Shadows

Final. Rosa, the noble rotter, wants to watch over love from behind (3)

Yes, let's go to the monastery.

That was Rosa's first voice when she regained consciousness.

He wakes up too sleepy and heavy, blurring and looking around.

Apparently it was late at night and this was the private room given to the outhouse.

(I did it...)

Rosa pulled her legs together and pressed her face against the knee she held.

I did it.

For my own sake, I wasted all my dream situations to be dedicated to Bernardo.

The fact weighed heavily on her mind, and Rosa groaned, "Ugh..."

(How dare I... This is the face of the corrupt... no matter who else cares, the BL God in me will not forgive you...)

This is, so to speak, the worst place to work when you accidentally lose a wine aged over a hundred years to fattening.

Things are irrevocable, and if you are a winemaker, you should strip him of his title and put him in the capacity of a one-in-jail brother.

Rosa wanted to be painfully punished.

"Yes, let's go to the monastery..."

Like the Book of Heaven, its determination is revived.

Mostly, just because Bernardo is adorable, he stayed in Shabba too long in good shape.

I was caught up in the arrogant idea that every time I could produce a Beltane Total Receipt plan.

For my part, according to the shadows, I love rose love.

As a result, Rosa stomped pointlessly and trampled on a rose that was supposed to bloom beautifully.

It's time to say "bu" for yourself.

Noble rotters are like noble rotters, and they should stay in the shade like moss.

(Now we should still be able to get back to plain moss......)

Not at all. Seriously, it was too late, and Rosa held her fist all the way.

(Go home, punish yourself by your beloved reckoning and leaving. That's how you retrain from scratch. Instead of getting a cheap flash from the handsome men of the real Royal Castle, in one of their own, sweat into their brains and twist out their delusions)

If I could find a new kind of adoration to replace the four situations that I wasted this time, yes, I would say that my atonement was done then.

As an ancestor of corrupt religion, I go down the path of training.

When you are so determined with a sad face, your mind gets somewhat easier.

Speaking of which, I wonder what happened inside the apt afterwards, and whether Camille's sexuality was glad she was left open in that way, and all sorts of questions now swung her chest, but Rosa shook her head and admonished herself.

(Not if you're thinking about that right now... As soon as possible, I need to step away from the aristocracy and become a nun)

The priorities are crazy.

But Rosa did not doubt her values, believing them to be utterly legitimate.

Resolve No, get off the bed quickly and start acting.

She threw in a couple of her favorite books in her bag and some of her daily items, and then she took out two sheets of paper from between her fake books.

It's a pledge to go home and a check to donate to the monastery.

(The higher the authority of the guarantor, and the higher the amount of donation, the more comfortable life in the monastery becomes. Though I've worked hard over the last few years thinking that enhancing these two is the necessary action for a great rotten book writing life (Second Life)...)

Rosa stared at the form with the guarantor field and the donation blank.

From the point of view of punishing yourself, the lower these items are, the better.

But when it is truly in line with the goal of spreading BL, even though it is to punish itself, will it be necessary to turn it down to future sources of preaching funding?

(The more donations, the richer the monastery will be run and the better educated the nuns will be. That is, the level of writing activity could also rise, the revitalization of the summer comic winter comic is expected, the preaching speed will increase, and eventually the whole continent will bell tan squirting with rose roses......)

It is no longer a specification that my brain is eroded by troubles from the side of admonition to restrain myself, to try to be autonomous.

Plus, I just think it's sweet on me everywhere I end up around trying to punish myself by simply diving into my originally planned writing life about two years early.

Now more aware of the depth of her work, Rosa leaked a groan of despair.

"Oh... really, how far am I a rotten person...?

"- What are you talking about, sister?

It was at that moment that the cool voice hung.

"Geez."

The Lord of the Voice is Bernardo with the candlestick in his hand.

Sometimes he was suddenly shot through the eyes with a bright light, and Rosa, full of ease, suddenly frightened like a black demon (cockroach) in the kitchen lit up.

I remember a rush like being stepped in where I was reading the Spring Book, hiding the paper I had in my backhand.

but the move, it seems, has instead sparked Bernardo's interest.

He is:

"You woke up. I was worried. I think I'm awake or wondering what the hell I'm doing..."

With that in his mouth, he slowly approached us.

The face, as usual, is as adorable as a grin, but I feel like my spine is poppy.

(Hey, I wonder why...?

Shivering forward the most loving reckoning in the world is a mental state that I can only think of as unusual.

Rosa stared coldly at Bernardo as she twisted her neck inner to her sensitivity as she approached her.

"Be, Bernardo......? I don't know what's wrong, I'm angry...?

"Angry? I told you, I was just worried."

He is smiling, maintaining a calm tone as ever.

But those beautiful empty eyes stared at the packed bags and Rosa's gripping paper.

"What, this?

"Ah......"

"'The Pledge When You Go Home' …"

Unexpectedly powerful, they forcefully take away the paper.

At the next moment, his height remained unchanged, his eyes peered softly from close range, and Rosa was stiff as a frog stared at by a serpent.

"... you see. Yeah, I was worried that if my sister woke up, she'd be winged on her own."

(Ah..., that... Huh? That... Huh?

Weird. Thanks, a different kind of tension fills my whole body than the excitement that preceded the reckoning.

Moreover,

"This is unnecessary."

Wouldn't Bernardo throw it away if it looked like it was behind him?

"Ah......"

- I... Huh!

Rosa felt a little nervous as the paper suddenly caught fire after reaching out to her.

"Then I'll burn it."

"Prince, burning books is actually your hobby. I think it's a meaningful procedure only this time."

"Don't leave me burning, brother. Rosa's room is dirty, isn't it?"

Speaking orally, Leon, Radu and Chris step into the room.

They smiled at Rosa, surprised.

"I'm glad you're safe, Rosa.... So, where are we going?

I wonder why.

Everyone has a refreshing grin, but I feel the pressure of not being told what to gain.

Rosa searched for words as she unconsciously lowered back.

"No, you know, there's a lot of things I think about this one... uhh, in a calm place, I was wondering if I wanted to look back at myself, etc..."

"Huh?"

"That, this disturbance is like I triggered, and there are so many other things to reflect on... there really are so many things. Yeah."

If Rosa pulls a step, that's probably Bernardo packing the distance.

No, not only him, but the three Leons were also approaching us step by step.

I was just trying to get out of the house, why do I have to be cornered like this?

I don't know why, but it's horror anyway.

"Think about it, would you say that a thin, dirty, rotten human being like me was wrong to be beside you all -"

"Sister."

As Bernardo had accidentally blocked her with a sharp tone, Rosa pulled her jaw all the way.

The heel touches the frame of the bookshelf.

There was no more later.

"Don't say that again"

"Huh..."

Such things, are.

When Rosa was making her heart bulge on her face, which was cut at close range - oh, it's still first-class that she took one curl of lashes - he's been touching Rosa's cheek with that hand.

"Sister. All four of us here know your sister's secret."

…………

So you're telling me it's rotten?

To the sudden proclamation, more sweat erupts.

"Oh, that's... I mean, my... dirty injury, my nature... huh?

Asked in a trembling voice just in case, Bernardo gave an increasingly sad look and nodded one.

"Yeah, but we don't think it's dirt. One shard. As who?"

"Eh."

To Bernardo's words, which were immediately supplemented, Rosa turned out to be like a dove had eaten a bean cannon.

(Fuck, you don't think it's dirt!?

I mean, to rot - do you mean that BL has an understanding?

(duh... what do you mean...?

If I didn't see the story completely and stared back at the snack and the surroundings, they all snorted back with a smile that braved Rosa about how she took it.

It makes more and more sense.

Eventually, Leon opens his mouth so as to represent us all.

"On the other hand, we're not tolerant people. It's just that we all know you're the lady in the lady. And I just want to give it the respect it deserves."

"The noble rotter among the noble rotters, I can't believe it..."

Where did they find out about such an expression?

Or is this designation, which I thought I invented myself, actually something that has already been widely disseminated around the world?

Whimpering with confusion, Leon carved a grin filled with example confidence.

"It's a fact everyone admits. Don't be modest."

"Oh... that's, uh, thank you..."

Trouble with reactions.

Then this time, Radu asked, taking over Leon's words.

"Hey, Rosa. I keep asking, but now you're trying to leave the world because you didn't get the love you were looking for, right?

………… Right...?

Rosa nodded vaguely when unexpectedly asked a meaningful question.

Technically, it's because I trampled on my ideal adoration myself, but there's nothing wrong with wearing it somewhat and saying it's because I didn't get the love I was looking for.

"Of course, that's my fault..."

To put it to you, Radu and the others quickly glanced at each other and nodded small.

"Then"

And now Chris leaves a step forward.

She told him clearly, as if he were a boy, in a Rin manner.

"Instead, we offer you the love you seek."

"Heh... Huh!?

Rosa raised her bare voice to a word that completely dictated the outer corner of the assumption.

"Oh, love...... huh? What?" We "... Your Highness, to me, love, eh...?

Rosa was confused. The phrase "offering love" reminds me of what it means like a man offers a woman a love affair.

(Huh...? But Your Highness is a woman... wait, or does your heart mean a boy? No, but the love I seek in the first place means love between the lords, so in the end it seems that the requirements are not satisfactory in either sense...?

As for the Leons, I'm just persuading them in turn, but it was fatally bad for Chris to take charge of the phrase "give love".

Rosa had always loved Chris with rather fallacious values, so she didn't know how to interpret what Chris was saying.

As a result, Chris squirted at Rosa, who was completely wolfy.

"Oh no, Rosa. Not everything in" Love "refers to a relationship between a man and a woman"... "right?

By the way, the sincerity of this word is, "There's also fraternity and family love, right?," which means offering a deep friendship from Chris.

But anyway, the spokesperson was dressed as a man and the listener was rotten, and the words were completely twisted and received.

"Oh... you're right...! Not all romance between a man and a woman"... "huh...!

Rosa completely assumed that Chris had tolerated rose love.

(My taste is already off. Still, they accept me… and they are about to dedicate the love I seek, which is not between a man and a woman…)

Ringing his throat as he hurriedly sorted out his remarks.

Overall, this means.

(He told me that he would show me a BL romance pattern by four handsome people......!?

No, I can only assume so.

"Oh no... do that...? For me or something...?

Staring at Bernardo with incredible thoughts, he grinned deeper and nodded.

"Something's not. Because I'm your sister, I want to. We were all saved by our sister. That's why we give you so much love this time to drown."

For example, it could be fraternity, it could be master love, it could be sister brother love.

The Bernards wanted to warmly envelop and mercy Rosa, who has trembled in solitude so far, although we do not yet have a clear definition.

- Of course, I dedicate it from myself, though I intend to evolve it into the love of men and women sooner or later.

Bernardo hid such thoughts in his heart, this time holding Rosa's hands.

"So, sister. Don't go to the monastery. All the time. Stay with us."

A voice containing sweetness deserves a flower seller's son, as if to melt reason.

Lightly hit, Rosa soared her heartbeat while

"Ha... yes"

And I nodded small.

(Because this would be a YES choice!? Because the BL festival of dreams is about to start!? To the convent, postpone. Postpone!

Why, for your own sake, I don't know why they would do that - but no, earlier Bernardo said they were saved by Rosa.

Maybe they appreciate the area because this time they will have saved the inside of the apt as a result.

(Honestly, the inside of the apt was just caught up in my inadvertent remarks, and I shouldn't be thankful at all because I healed the disease simply because I enjoyed the delusion of decadence...)

Still, it is the Rosa Flow who appreciates what you can get.

'Cause they said that the more Rosa drowns - the more haunting the romantic patterns she shows.

There's no way I can refuse something like that.

(Oh...... I don't know what to do, my eyes are moisturizing again with excitement. I feel strong on my face, too. What if I'm so, so happy, misunderstood? Oh, my God, when you look at me like a jerk!

Rosa scolded her facial expressions, whose input and output could chisel, inside.

but maybe, just this time, he did the right job better on the outside.

A beautiful girl who was forced from four and half crying and frightened, Rosa of fun.

As for herself, I feel enough to indulge her in BL at a glance - still, as a matter of fact, she's the one who's tangled up in four affections.

I intend to watch the blooming rose gardens from the shadows,

- Rosa was the only one who didn't know that the fruit was completely trapped in an entangling rose cage.

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