IBTVLD

Chapter 3

Although my face was hidden in the robe, the director trembled at the frightening feeling.

"Bring her?" (Director)

"Yes" (Aslan)

Aslan glanced at the director's stupid question with an annoyed expression.

"What about your promise that you would bring whatever I asked?" (Aslan)

"Ah, y-yes." (Director)

"Yes. Fortunately, I'm not deaf."

Only then, the director, who came to his senses quickly sent the kid next to him from the attic.

Then the kid, who was in the attic looking down from the window, suddenly disappeared.

Aslan's eyes, hidden inside the robe, turned tenderly towards the attic where Erita was.

"Let's go home now."

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"Bring her."

Erita stared at the man in the robe and blinked stupidly at the words she heard from afar.

He looked down blankly and saw me running into the building and fell from the window behind him.

"...I told you to bring her."

I pondered on the man's words, but I couldn't believe it.

Why did he ask to bring me?

The man stared at me from the attic. He didn't turn his head and look at me properly.

He was the first person who didn't frown after seeing my head in my whole life.

When I finished thinking slowly, my heart began to pound with weak expectations.

All those who rarely saw me looking down on the attic they only frowned and turned their heads.

"I wish I had a little more decent clothes."

It was especially regrettable today that all were old and shabby clothes.

Knock, knock~

Erita hurriedly opened the door as she heard the knock.

"The director wants you to his office."

"Yes, I got it."

The walk to the director's office felt long, as I followed the frowning child behind, it's unusual.

"Go inside alone."

When we arrived in front of the director's office, the kid who took me there, left me immediately and went to where his friends were.

Before I entered, I tugged on my wrinkled skirt and brushed off my hair, wondering if it might have gotten dusty while cleaning.

Sigh~ I took a deep breath and knocked on the door and whispered my name.

"Director, it's Rita."

"Come on in."

Normally, I would have heard a scolding, but today I only heard a friendly voice because we had guests.

When I opened the door and walked in, I saw the director sitting on the sofa and the men on the opposite side.

I didn't know how to properly greet a nobleman, so I just bowed my head and greeted him.

"Hello."

"Rita, come here and sit down."

My name was called by the director for the first time ever since I got here.