The Resetting Lady

[7]

It has been sinking under the sea of Sakaman for more than a hundred years. Karen is the dream of a man who falls endlessly with a rock around his neck. A fantasy in a space where the air of the head disappears and emotions, philosophy, thoughts, and everything becomes thin. It’s good. Such assumptions no longer mean anything to Karen.

Everything in front of you is futile, whether there is Idea somewhere or not, whether the cat in the box dies or not, whether it is a shadow or a cloud in a cave! The endless nervousness, frustrating despair right now. The reality is that the memory of a hundred years of delusion is strangling me.

Fuck

As the blood continued to flow, my head became a little clear, and my excitement subsided.

“Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh….”

Blood flows through my head. A cry is coming out. He trudged down the hall and shed blood and tears.

It’s just die.

please

I’ll kill everything that can kill me.

Then no one can kill me this time.

Let’s set it on fire. I’ll burn it all. Let’s see if it doesn’t matter whether it’s delusion or law. What if we kill the whole family? The detectives and the police are coming in for a crime scene? I wanted to see it, but who interrupted it? Next time I’ll kill Nancy and stay in Isela’s room. I’ll have to. Oh, I can’t keep my promise that I’m going to die next time.

“Lady?”

“…….”

“Are you hurt?”

“…I fell down.”

Bowen, the servant of the war, has a perplexed face. The self-inflicted wound timed out. Karen saw Bowen in the hallway where no one was supposed to be, and found that time had passed. I could see the dawn looming over the window. It’s been quite a while. Seeing the servants walking around. It’s annoying. Karen hit Bowen’s hand. I just want to sleep.

“It’s bleeding.”

“I know.”

“…your face is looking bad.”

What a bother!

Bowen grabbed Karen by the wrist with a hot face. It’s presumptuous. Karen frowned her forehead. He’s been tender to me. But now, I don’t want to care about the desire and affection of these people.

“…ha, Chil… That’s not right.”

I can hear the voice of a familiar stammer.

See? It bothers me. Karen shrugged off her firm Bowen. Duran was getting ready to go out for the Mass at dawn. Bowen bent down hurriedly.

“Icella won’t be able to come out for breakfast, so please bring her to her room. And in the morning, I’m going to play Cembalo by myself. If Miss Isela wakes up, bring her to the music room.”

Karen quickly directed and sent Bowen. More time will also increase for Dulan to linger. I was tired. Karen pressed her throbbing forehead with her hand.

“You go, you cover him, don’t you?”

“Do you want to?”

Took

If you want to be jealous, do it right. He is a sigher. In the end, I know that the servant grabbed his wrist out of concern. So I can’t say ‘thoroughly to my fiancee!’ but I’m jealous. In the end, Duran turns the wrong arrow on Karen. There is no improvement in the way he grumbles his fiancee more than his servant.

“Hurry up and go. I’m going to find some ointment in your room and put it on before I go to bed. Did you lock the door?”

“Oh, no.”

“Okay.”

Duran caught Karen walking into the room.

“I know the location.”

“…you’ve never learned.”

I studied much more than you did. Karen shut up because she couldn’t prove it. Duran grabbed Karen and headed for the room. When I saw his face, I couldn’t say, ‘Why don’t you go see the Mass in the morning.’ He decided to take care of his injured fiancee and go away. Karen sighed a little. What should I do? She wants to get a score from me. I’ve become a nuisance.

“… I’m not doing it with you….”

“Shh, shh.”

be in a state of confusion.

Karen tapped Dulan in embarrassment. I shouldn’t have had a relationship with you this time, it was a regrettable act, but he wouldn’t know.

“…it hurts.”

“…….”

Why don’t you say, “Are you sick or okay?” Dulan was literally applying ointment and medicine to Karen’s forehead. It was as much as I could do with the pack.

On the clumsy coalition, Karen thought things might be quite interesting. Karen has already seen many people for a long time. Radiating relations with Dulan, if not intended, would be a spice that would make things more interesting. It doesn’t touch the old heart, but it’s a clumsy mind that can make your brain excited.

“Oh, I might lose… I don’t know.”

“Really?”

“…….”

Is that going to be a problem when you pick up Raymond? Karen tilted her head and looked in the mirror. I don’t want to blow up Raymond’s big dream of hitting his neck. He was so sensitive to his face that he couldn’t do it if he gained weight or got burned. A man is.

“You’re still pretty, aren’t you?

“…what, what?”

“No?”

“…Ha.”

There is no need for words.

Karen pulled Dulan’s clothes. Put lips together on thin lips. It’s pretty cold.

“Dae, why the hell?”?”

“…….”

Duran still looked confused. Kiss again. Lick slightly with your tongue. I imagine him becoming a corpse by kissing. You’re obsessed. Then take me away. From the male lead, from Raymond.

…and die.

“No?”

I want you to fall in love with me.

in a hell of way

***

“Oh, my God, are you all right?”

“Yes, it’s not as bad as it looks.”

“You went home too late… Oh, my God.”

Isela made a fuss.

However, it soon went to self-pride rather than paying attention to others due to sexuality. Karen changed Cemballo’s song into a simple song that didn’t require much finesse and wrote background music.

Isela sat next to Karen and talked hard. About the necklace I found again, and the fiance who gave it to me. The morning air is fresh and Isella is delighted to find the necklace again.

Raymond gave me this. He gave me this, too. The babbling girl’s voice was worth hearing today like a bird’s chirping.

I know. It’s so nice. I liked Raymond, too. About a hundred years ago, just like you. Karen closed her eyes. I once felt sorry for you, Isela. That was meaningless. Dulan was completely different from Dulan in his tone and background, but she also resembles Dulan. nervousness

“You must be very happy.”

“Of course. My father was amazed at how good the quality was.”

a merchantable compliments Perhaps he didn’t want his daughter to notice and Isela wouldn’t think specifically. You don’t want to realize the meaning of the gifts. Necklace, dress, cloth, and everything were valuable, but there were no rings promising to get married.

Raymond and Isela’s relationship was weak. Verdick, who is quite skilled in the provinces, offered to marry Raymond’s brother, who is suffering from financial difficulties, and the baron’s second son quietly followed the order.

It would be right to say nothing, to be exact. I never made a promise or gave a ring in front of people. However, when Isella and Verdick introduced themselves as fiancée, they did not correct them.

such a relationship

Of course, it is not something Karen should know at this point. Now it was just necessary to look at Isela in envy. Laughing at, feeling sorry for, or both. Whatever it may be, she looks at Isela’s clothes and ornaments, blinks her eyes, and sometimes opens her mouth. a thoroughly calculated indication of envy

“The baron is different. I like what my father gave me this time, but….”

Poor Isella. Finding affection in gifts will be seen as a foolish woman excited by vanity, and her father’s denial and cruelty will be seen as young and ignorant.

Karen, can I call you Karen?”

I’m already calling you. Karen opened the fan with an eye smile.

“Yes, Isela.”

And I remembered that Isela did the same thing to the count’s wife’s daughter and was humiliated. I look forward to that time. Isela can’t read anything from Karen’s smile and is happy and treats her immediately.

“So why are you still playing Cembalo? Everyone plays the piano these days.”

“It’s because of the different tones. I’ve been playing it since I was a kid, so I keep using it.”

The truth is that playing Cembalo was not for the sake of its voice, but simply because it was not possible to buy a piano. They are not short-lived, but they cannot buy more luxury goods. To put it bluntly and vulgarly, “I can’t buy things like that because I don’t have money in my family.” However, it is dignity and courtesy not to speak out. Isela was quick enough to notice it, but she didn’t care enough to be considerate. No, you don’t feel the need. She somehow tries to make sure she’s better than Karen.

Isela touches Chevallo’s keyboard, which is different from the piano, and asks.

Most of the Chembalos, which still remain over the years, are usually expensive and antique with luxurious patterns and paintings, but this was just old.

“Yes, would you like me to give you one as a gift? Isn’t it hard for a coordinator to come to this mountain valley? If you listen to my voice, the overall pitch is a little….”

“It’s all right. I’m comfortable with this.”

It’s great to say rude things casually. Karen smiled at Isela’s face. Even though you spend money, you can do things that aren’t easy to hateful. The 100-year-old old woman does not change her feelings for the little girl’s mistake. If you plan to do something dangerous in the future, all the more. A big liar has a soft complexion.

“Miss Evans, if you’re bored, why don’t we take a walk in the estate together?”

Isela agreed without question.

***

Bowen, the attendant, picks up his luggage and follows him from afar. Isela was not very inclined to follow him as a man. To be exact, it bothered the maid he hit, not Bowen.

“So yesterday.”

“Yes”

“I saw something scary.”

“I see.”

“Well… the maid, you know. Where is it? I mean, the black maid.”

“Well, Isela, I’m sure that’s enough for her to reflect on herself.”

“No, no, it’s not.”

The shoes clapped their feet nervously. Karen answers with a worried voice.

“She asked for a vacation. He said he’d rest for a while.”

“Oh, thank God.”

Karen pondered for a moment. Is it better to pry or ignore here? If you think rationally, it’s right to bury it. Karen chose Nancy for the first time because it was a good timing above all, and she spent a lot of her daily life with herself without having much impact on future stories. Even if she disappears, the big picture of Karen going to Isela’s villa or meeting Raymond won’t be shaken.

So if she didn’t ask, she could just go ahead with the next murder.

“What did you see?”

Karen chose curiosity.

“I saw the illusion that the maid was decapitated.”

“What?”

“Out of the blue…? As you’ve seen, the bed was clean and there was a necklace.”

“Your neck?”

“Yes, it’s ridiculous to think about it.”

Like this. I pretended to cut it like this.

“What did I see wrong?”

“That’s very much.

That’s weird, I never cut my throat.

“Are you all right, the maid?”

It’s fun.