Otome Game Rokkushuume, Automode ga Kiremashita

Complicated thoughts were honest.

She is…… she is less than a girl to call, though too young to bear the name of an aristocrat.

Still, I didn't like the girl who said Mariabelle.

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The Sandrian family collapsed and I suddenly became a civilian.

My father doesn't try to tell me the reason for the fall, but I guess my sweet-eyed father who sees people was fooled because he says that the cauldron immediately decided that the house he came to as a duke had fallen.

The Sandrian family was shallow among the aristocrats, so were they soaked there as well?

I could imagine a lot of reasons, but they were all a waste of time.

I won't cover up the fact that I fell. I ended up being told that you must have been an idiot for suing me for being deceived.

It was more serious for my family than it was for me... hanging in front of my eyes.

New house, new job.

My father began to look for a new job in order to live in a dilapidated vacant home that was taken away unnecessarily in addition to the small amount of cash he kept in the house.

It's okay, I can handle it.

What an idiot I think I am now. I was wondering if you were licking it, and he said you were overly optimistic.

But at the time, that's what I really thought. Not just me, my kids, but my parents.

If you live, you can do anything, if you work hard, you can crawl up.

The kind parents who have hope and dream positively at all times did not doubt that all the paths in the world were paved.

There can't be such a thing.

My father's work was completely undecided, and my mother, who couldn't leave her home to raise her children, left me to look for a job.

Running around with a twitch, still all the work my father put on was day employment, and the job my mother found was a whore's imitation in the store at night. Both low-wage heavy labor, in a poor environment where people are not even considered people.

It didn't take long for my parents, who were born into nobility and lived as nobles and thought it was the only world in a beautifully decorated boxyard, to get sick, either.

And the year I turned twelve, my father left the world. The causes are sleep deprivation, malnutrition, overwork, debilitation... I have had a lot on my mind, but I have never been to the hospital, so all of it is speculation.

My mother became ill and lay on the floor, as she followed my father.

The rest of me started working to feed myself and my mother.

That said, even my adult father said that he could only put on heavy daily labor, but there's no way he could get a job where I could earn a living for both of us.

Every day, I was dying. There is no place where I can be confident that I will live. All I can do is stand back and watch my fingers feel my life being cut off day by day.

Live like that, two years.

When I was fourteen years old, I came to talk about a governess of the Tempest family, Maria Bell.

It was impossible. Are there lies or dreams or something behind them again? Honestly, all I had was doubt and vigilance, but it wasn't a reason not to eat.

Teachers receive high salaries. Whatever the back, it's the bottom line. It won't get any worse.

The job I challenged with my mind, which can also be described as damaging, was a good place to clap it out.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Vauderia. Mr. Graius, you look a lot like Mr. Anessa."

Anessa... The woman who said my mother's name is unique in the color of her eyes, but she has nothing else to offer. But he was one who was fond of the serenity and caution of his nobles.

I didn't know what kind of connection I had with my mother, but my promotion seemed to have her accent.

"Are you Grace…… today, I'm going to ask for my daughter."

The man named Astakirua had a beautiful face that even I, the man, would fall in love with. The power to recall a cold ice sculpture is that of our Lord, who does not weaken his youth in any way.

As hard as it is to believe that my father was once in the same position as him, the Lord had something to say about style.

And my two blood-drawing daughters became my students.

"Nice to meet you, Master Graius… My name is Mariabelle Tempest. Thank you from today."

The little girl who broke her little body and lowered her head to fit her body, which is only about half my size, said so in a firm tone I can't imagine since I was old.

The soft purple hair, like the oxen, is brilliant with angel rings representing its texture. The round, large eyes had a beautiful rise in his eyeballs, reminiscent of a noble cat.

The strange colour taste like putting the colour on the vitreous would give way to the mother, but otherwise it is very similar to the Lord.

From the heavenly side of my head to the tip of my nails, this doll created beauty... that's my first impression of Maria.

Even when I started teaching my studies, my impression didn't change.

As soon as I tell you, I'll be able to do it. You don't have to tell me, you can do it. That's why you never look down on me as a tutor.

Maria was very good before she was old.

So much so that I don't think you need me.

I'm sure this kid can grow up easily without me. As much as I can teach, I can learn by myself.

From the level of classes, I began to think that I should raise the level of tutoring.

"I like magic for new subjects."

Seems like a little more fun than usual, Maria said.

Magic is something that is inherently learned in the middle school, but it is not often taught by tutors due to previews or personal interests.

So all tutors are very small and knowledgeable about magic. It's not a compulsion or a rule, but normally.

But I don't normally have that.

"No?

"Not that I can't...... I'm an amateur about magic. I don't know enough to teach Maria."

"Huh..."

In response, Maria looked surprised. Would you naturally think that tutoring is something that you have knowledge of? It's a possible assumption because she's a young girl, but unfortunately the results are still the same.

"Excuse me."

While I apologized, I was thinking of something else in my heart.

In the meantime, I would be fired. But even if I can't teach you what you want, you can say I have zero value.

Then you wouldn't have bothered to wait for the declaration.

"Let's ask another tutor to come."

That's good. This brilliant girl deserves the talent she deserves.

Someone with the power to win this place with strength, never connections or sympathy. If the Tempests recruit, they'll come together like featherworms.

Losing your job is painful, and re-employment will be the feather of going barefoot down Tsu's road again, but if you just cut your salary this past month, you can handle it on a monthly basis.

It's okay, just go back. Besides, I can't teach you how to be a nobleman. I was fired at the latest. If you think that just sped it up, you can give up.

"I'd like you to tell Dr. Grey."

At first, I thought it was an illusion created by my greed. Next, Maria's care, sympathy.

But she denied it head-on.

"The magic thing is good, because I just wanted to be able to preview it by the time I got to the middle section. If you really want to study in the future, I'll ask for another teacher. So... don't tell me you're quitting."

"Dear Maria..."

"... of course, if Dr. Gray wants to quit regardless of magic or anything, I can't stop him."

Maria, whose grandeur changed her attitude and was busy moving her fingers to distract her while becoming as small as she had been before she was scolded, was a year-to-year girl.

I still look a little grown up in the neighborhood where there is no distinction between my favor and my favor.

Surprised, in a hurry, then... laugh happily.

Cute, I thought. Purely, this is what it would look like if I had a sister.