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

Sniffing a hunch at herself and looking mirrored, Rosa howled her chest.

At the same time, a man looks up at the timing of whether or not he has responded to a heartbeat.

He wears silver edged glasses and stares at each other often.

Eventually it was he who opened his mouth.

"... now what...?

"Well, the... of the two protagonists… that the relationship between childhood tampering, the venerable,"

Rosa cruised, but grabbed her fist a long time and put her strength into her gaze.

'Cause he is, if.

"Very adorable, I said......!

…………

As soon as possible, the man in front of me breathes heavily.

Rosa saw the surprise, excitement, and joy coming quickly into her eyes behind the glasses.

(If...)

Heartbeat faster when it gets rough.

The sights around me fade away and I have the illusion that only myself and men have been left in the world.

"Ki... you, too, understand the beauty of this relationship... that same-sex"... "love is not the way to go..."?

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Listening to the decisive words, Rosa shuddered herself pretentiously.

"Yeah... Yes!"

It blurs my voice. My eyes are moist.

Excitement runs through your whole body, whirling emotions rushing through you.

Oh, I've been raw in this world for over fourteen years.

There were days when I could freeze to the solitude of the corrupt path. Sometimes I was about to lose the difficulty of developing a secret border.

But today, at last, I...

(Met a rotten rend ahhhhhhhhh!

Rosa exclaimed delight as she released the brain euphoria substance Dopamine in large quantities, and gagged and took the man's arm.

"Rather, I, I love it. It's alive! Me... oh, me...!

"No, you don't have to tell everyone...! Oh, my God, oh, my God, a miracle......!

To Rosa, who stuffs her touching less words, the man breaks his tone, as he was also impressed, shaking his head and squeezing his hands back all the time.

There was no sexual discomfort there, either because they were two apart of age as much as their parents and children, but only a soggy amount of heat, like a hard handshake for comrades to interact with.

"Um, can I say something strange? Me... I would love to be close to you..."

"Can I say something weirder? - YES!"

Whispering, the two whispered enthusiastically, saying that it was good that the opera plugged into the break between the tabernacles, and then went through the door.

With a short break of only five minutes, many of the audience remain in the venue and are not popular in the theatre lobby.

Rosa and the others, just in case, turned a grin like an accomplice when they settled in the corner of the pillar that had become the blind spot.

Oh, this way, I feel my understanding as a comrade, even in my behavior of searching for hard-to-see places to have rotten talks.

It was hard to name each other, and the two rushed to share their thoughts on the opera.

"Um, me... Huh! Today, especially the relationship between 'childhood taming' touches the harp line..."

"I know, I know... Huh. Episodes, symbols, a few words you can share because you've had the same years...... Friendship that has been layered for so much longer than a heterosexual lover or something, no, it's no longer love...... eh, it's packed with all of the aroma there, isn't it... eh?

"Huh!"

Rosa nodded in tears.

Speaking of two, Carr.

Oh, I've always wanted a friend like this.

"The harmonies overlapping each other's best friends also seem to represent a relationship between the two that brings each other together, it's really nice and..."

"I know, that was a great performance...... Huh! Another brilliant contrast to a couple of men and women playing discord..."

"Makes you feel deeply trusted, and posing back-to-back......"

"and the occasional performances that beat hands refreshingly from..."

The two of them understand that their adoration points are perfectly consistent, and they get more and more frozen.

"Pure thoughts everywhere because of same-sex, as opposed to cold-cut male and female friends!

"Only I know how weak and sloppy they are......!

"Sweet and sour doesn't shake, yes, that's what it is"

"Childhood...!

He no longer showed off his breath-taking twist, and the last two were like, "Cute. Yeah!," he shook each other's hands, shouting.

From the palm of the touched hand, the heat of the target is transmitted. This is the moment to put your soul through.

How long have I been waiting for that day when I don't have to worry about having a soul talk?

The two did so for a while, but as slightly and mutually annoyed, they rushed off their hands.

"Also, I'm sorry. I can't believe I grabbed the lady's hand, man. You should have been careful, even if you were one of us."

"Yes, no, no"

I was a little concerned about the rhetoric that we were friends, but my heart bounces when I wonder if he also has a stronger sense of comradeship towards me.

Rosa offered mojo, as if she were a maiden in love, pinching her reddish cheeks with both hands.

"Um... I may not be able to make such an invitation, but can we talk a little more? Whether it's tea, meals, no, just invite me to my house..."

Since I proposed impulsively, speaking of which, I have returned the mansion in the Wang Dynasty, so I think that my home and I will be separated from the palace.

As much as I'd like to grab him for Langheim territory, but considering he's been working for the King's Capital for two years, that would be difficult, too.

Or because there are strict curfews for going out today, if you think calmly, it's even hard to bring him into that cafe in the middle of nowhere.

When Rosa told me that she was a jerk and now worked inside the royal castle, and I think I could talk slowly in a dormitory like there, the man smiled much more beautifully.

"That would be greatly appreciated. As a matter of fact, I am now surrendering to my neighbour, the Little Kingdom of St. Julia. I was just looking for a place to stay in Berk, so if I could just let you spend a few days, you'd be very lucky."

"Well, you did. I just have to ask my husband's permission to stay."

"Don't worry about that either. My current status is as a senior priest of St. Julia. Strict St. Julia takes precedence over mainstream Berk in form, so in fact, as a priest, a royal palace or a church can be given preferential treatment anywhere."

"Well! How splendid!

Rosa opened her eyes with admiration to a splendid profile without the thought of a decay trend.

It would still be an example of a human being who has polished his soul with rot, showing his head every bit. I have to apprentice.

"Hehe... it was a start at the bottom. God did not abandon me for believing in true love and striving hard. He's a priest of different colors in St. Julia."

Well, I lost weight because of my hard work during the monastery, and I even lost my hair color.

Rosa realised there was a fuss as she turned a frightening and respectful eye to a man who smiled so bitterly.

"Oh, I don't like it. If I did, I'd be obsessed with the story. Forget about naming me. Later, my name is -"

"No, Rosa. Such other manners."

"Huh?"

"Huh?"

I'm surprised to be called away by a name I don't remember naming.

Then Rosa became more and more perplexed as the opponent had also tilted her neck as surprised by the reaction.

Rosa thus became the feather of plenty of five seconds of silence on the next word the man told her.

"Oh, maybe you didn't understand me? It's Anton. I'm on the lady's side, Uncle Anton. Ever since he was banished, though he's named Antony."

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In the rigid Rosa's brain, a vast amount of information blows like a storm.

Anton.

Uncle.

Uncle Anton.

Exile.

Ladies.

He met only a few times as a child.

I've held this one in horror and stroked it, yes, the gentle, plump cheek line was impressive, delicate blonde hair and white skin, adult but crushed eyes as if they were a piglet - a pig.

Lily pig.

(............ eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh!?)

Rosa screamed out loud - I was going to, but in fact, her amazement was too strong, and from her lips, her breath just leaked all the time.

"... a, a,... an... Huh? Yu,... Huh?

(A, Uncle Anton!? I love women too much in love with each other. I was banished from the Berk social world!?)

Isn't it the first time in your life that you lose words for something other than rotten excitement?

No, because things are too different.

The man in front of him is a handsome gentleman who is clean and intelligent, equipped with saggy gray hair and gray eyes that can also be seen in silver hair, and delicate glasses, even though he does not see the shadow of the pig's "bu" lettering.

Approximately Rosa, who was barely spinning words, Anton continued with a frantic grin.

"I knew right away. You look beautiful, Rosa. It's impeccable. What's great about it is that it comes with the contents, even though it looks first class. I'm really glad you woke up to the lily."

Rosa, who was suddenly listening, finds herself mixed with something incredibly disturbing in her uncle's words.

- Lily.

He now used the word lily.

"Oh, do you know the word lily? It doesn't mean my family crest or the Virgin Mary, it means love between women. Because of the sobriety and sobriety of women, I named them."

I listened proudly to him tell me, and the emotions that were swirling in Rosa flashed perfectly.

Anton did not bend his preference even though he was deported.

If so, he has spoken fervently from earlier, "same-sex romance," "pure love because of same-sex," which means -

"It's a miraculous coincidence of sensibility that the two of us can love each other's"... "relationship. I should have come to see you sooner, Rosa."

(Is that you? Ahhhhhhhh!