“I’m sick. It can’t be helped since I’ve been using my body too much, but I’m just too busy every day… Fufu.”
It seems that her past life was a female president.
It is strangely powerful. Although she only complains about how this world, or rather, this country is too far behind in treating women
“Yes, that’s right. There are hardly any places for women to work, and even though I’m a noble, I can’t live without getting married.”
“Yeah, it’s so unfair just because we’re women. That’s why I’m cooperating with him to change that part of this country. I know it’s wrong, but I feel like nothing will change if I don’t do something here.”
“That’s not true. I know some legislators who are taking action because they think it can’t go on like this.”
“That’s amazing… but it’s too late,” the woman continued. It seemed like she had a lot to say. I tried to listen as much as possible and focused on asking about the situation and why the people gathered here took such actions.
After a while, it was time for a shift change, and the conversation ended. I said that I would have dinner with Lucia and the others today. Paolo didn’t say it was a bad idea, but he looked exasperated.
“You’re not tired? I’ve never seen them talk so much… you’re surprisingly good at listening.”
“That might be true. But since we both have memories, we’re interested in each other, and I think it’s fun. If I were talking to a noblewoman, I would have to endure even boring conversations and get tired,” I replied as we headed towards Lucia.
“Well, I understand that too. It really seems like you’re having fun. I was surprised when you suddenly said you wanted to talk.”
“But I never thought I would have the opportunity to talk to so many memory holders.”
As I said that, I felt like I was drifting away from my original purpose.
I intended to extract information, but it seemed like it was just small talk. Above all, talking to them is really enjoyable. One reason might be that there is no roundaboutness around nobles.
Also, it’s interesting when common points emerge when summarizing the conversations.
For example, when asked about their state when they died, most of them fell ill before achieving their goals. Some died young, some in accidents, and some had a hard time accepting death.
Moreover, many of the people gathered here were prominent figures in their past lives, so even trivial conversations have substance.
“Well, I think it’s not a bad thing to get to know everyone. Especially considering what’s to come.”
“I see.”
Although I was hesitant to respond to the sudden interruption, I decided to at least give a reply.
“It’s fun, I guess.”
❂
“You’re getting dirtier day by day.”
In fact, it has become considerably dirtier than when we first met. The shining handsome man has become a sloppy one. However, now a different fragrance is being emitted, which I think is amazing.
“It can’t be helped. I can’t groom myself. At least lend me a mirror.”
“It’s impossible.”
Paolo said bluntly, and Emilio shrugged his shoulders.
“I know. I just said it.”
Still, seeing Emilio looking disappointed, I asked him.
“Why can’t you lend it? Can’t you just watch?”
“I don’t want this guy deceiving our comrades. While some can avoid him like earlier, there are also those who have no immunity.”
“I see.”
I fully understood the content that Paolo reported with a weary expression. Indeed, that would be bad. However, I couldn’t help but think that it would be better if he were a little cleaner while gazing at Emilio for some reason. Then, I couldn’t take my eyes off him, even though I didn’t know why.
It was because it felt like something was being buried when I looked at him.
I stared at him for a while.
Even though it was almost unconscious, I realized that I was still seeking the place where I originally belonged somewhere in my heart.
“Um, Miss Lorraine. Is there something on my face?”
When he asked me, I finally came to my senses.
I did something strange. From Emilio’s perspective, who had no idea about my inner thoughts, it must have seemed very strange.
Feeling awkward about making him uncomfortable, I quickly apologized.
“…Oh no, I’m sorry. It’s okay. There’s nothing on your face. I just got a little wild.”
It was probably because I hadn’t been looking at Jeremiah much and was anxious that I ended up searching for his traces on Emilio even though there shouldn’t be any. However, since he was the only male aristocrat here, it couldn’t be helped.
——Is this a withdrawal symptom? I have to be careful…
“I see. That’s too bad. I thought maybe you had finally noticed my charm.”
“Well, I already noticed it.”
As I replied with a “what are you talking about,” Emilio made a face like he had seen a rare item. There was no reason for him to make such a face, so I furrowed my eyebrows and asked.
“Did I say something weird?”
“…You noticed? Really?”
Then, Emilio fired back with a question in response to my question. Of course, I strongly nodded in agreement.
I shouldn’t have any trouble understanding. His charm is almost overflowing, to the point where I could stare at him for a long time, just like after Jeremiah.
Besides, he once pretended to be his brother and indulged in debauchery in the capital. He must be very attractive if he can have many women in his life. Isn’t that the best proof?
“That’s ridiculous… There’s no way you would notice…”
“…What do you want to ask?”
Perhaps frustrated by Emilio’s reluctance to answer the question, Paolo asked in a sharp voice. Emilio finally looked up at that question.
“I’m sick. It can’t be helped since I’ve been using my body too much, but I’m just too busy every day… Fufu.”
It seems that her past life was a female president.
It is strangely powerful. Although she only complains about how this world, or rather, this country is too far behind in treating women
“Yes, that’s right. There are hardly any places for women to work, and even though I’m a noble, I can’t live without getting married.”
“Yeah, it’s so unfair just because we’re women. That’s why I’m cooperating with him to change that part of this country. I know it’s wrong, but I feel like nothing will change if I don’t do something here.”
“That’s not true. I know some legislators who are taking action because they think it can’t go on like this.”
“That’s amazing… but it’s too late,” the woman continued. It seemed like she had a lot to say. I tried to listen as much as possible and focused on asking about the situation and why the people gathered here took such actions.
After a while, it was time for a shift change, and the conversation ended. I said that I would have dinner with Lucia and the others today. Paolo didn’t say it was a bad idea, but he looked exasperated.
“You’re not tired? I’ve never seen them talk so much… you’re surprisingly good at listening.”
“That might be true. But since we both have memories, we’re interested in each other, and I think it’s fun. If I were talking to a noblewoman, I would have to endure even boring conversations and get tired,” I replied as we headed towards Lucia.
“Well, I understand that too. It really seems like you’re having fun. I was surprised when you suddenly said you wanted to talk.”
“But I never thought I would have the opportunity to talk to so many memory holders.”
As I said that, I felt like I was drifting away from my original purpose.
I intended to extract information, but it seemed like it was just small talk. Above all, talking to them is really enjoyable. One reason might be that there is no roundaboutness around nobles.
Also, it’s interesting when common points emerge when summarizing the conversations.
For example, when asked about their state when they died, most of them fell ill before achieving their goals. Some died young, some in accidents, and some had a hard time accepting death.
Moreover, many of the people gathered here were prominent figures in their past lives, so even trivial conversations have substance.
“Well, I think it’s not a bad thing to get to know everyone. Especially considering what’s to come.”
“I see.”
Although I was hesitant to respond to the sudden interruption, I decided to at least give a reply.
“It’s fun, I guess.”
❂
“You’re getting dirtier day by day.”
In fact, it has become considerably dirtier than when we first met. The shining handsome man has become a sloppy one. However, now a different fragrance is being emitted, which I think is amazing.
“It can’t be helped. I can’t groom myself. At least lend me a mirror.”
“It’s impossible.”
Paolo said bluntly, and Emilio shrugged his shoulders.
“I know. I just said it.”
Still, seeing Emilio looking disappointed, I asked him.
“Why can’t you lend it? Can’t you just watch?”
“I don’t want this guy deceiving our comrades. While some can avoid him like earlier, there are also those who have no immunity.”
“I see.”
I fully understood the content that Paolo reported with a weary expression. Indeed, that would be bad. However, I couldn’t help but think that it would be better if he were a little cleaner while gazing at Emilio for some reason. Then, I couldn’t take my eyes off him, even though I didn’t know why.
It was because it felt like something was being buried when I looked at him.
I stared at him for a while.
Even though it was almost unconscious, I realized that I was still seeking the place where I originally belonged somewhere in my heart.
“Um, Miss Lorraine. Is there something on my face?”
When he asked me, I finally came to my senses.
I did something strange. From Emilio’s perspective, who had no idea about my inner thoughts, it must have seemed very strange.
Feeling awkward about making him uncomfortable, I quickly apologized.
“…Oh no, I’m sorry. It’s okay. There’s nothing on your face. I just got a little wild.”
It was probably because I hadn’t been looking at Jeremiah much and was anxious that I ended up searching for his traces on Emilio even though there shouldn’t be any. However, since he was the only male aristocrat here, it couldn’t be helped.
——Is this a withdrawal symptom? I have to be careful…
“I see. That’s too bad. I thought maybe you had finally noticed my charm.”
“Well, I already noticed it.”
As I replied with a “what are you talking about,” Emilio made a face like he had seen a rare item. There was no reason for him to make such a face, so I furrowed my eyebrows and asked.
“Did I say something weird?”
“…You noticed? Really?”
Then, Emilio fired back with a question in response to my question. Of course, I strongly nodded in agreement.
I shouldn’t have any trouble understanding. His charm is almost overflowing, to the point where I could stare at him for a long time, just like after Jeremiah.
Besides, he once pretended to be his brother and indulged in debauchery in the capital. He must be very attractive if he can have many women in his life. Isn’t that the best proof?
“That’s ridiculous… There’s no way you would notice…”
“…What do you want to ask?”
Perhaps frustrated by Emilio’s reluctance to answer the question, Paolo asked in a sharp voice. Emilio finally looked up at that question.
