It happened when I turned 10 in my second life.
It was then that I found the little villain whom the protagonist of the novel had to save.
In novels when there are villains and supporting characters, it is usual to help them, whether it is the prota...
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As proof of this, we decided to carefully put some flowers in our strings and share opinions. Elena said it was very nice, but Rosalia in another hand advised that it would be a good idea to remove the yellow flowers. Shy Elizabeth changed her words each time, so she did not ask questions.
"Excuse me, but does anyone know where Mr. Alex went?"
"Mr. Alex went there to pick up hydrangeas."
'He went away too.'
However, given the beauty of the hydrangea flower, it was an understandable behavior.
I answered ' yes' and she nodded her head (Rosalia), but Alexandra looked around and showed a slight look of concern.
"Are you looking for anything, Miss Alexandra?"
"Excuse me... Beth!"
I looked at her
Even if they were close beforehand, it was a principle to use honorable titles with each other in these places.
It's kind of like the 'Forbidden' rule in socialization)you can't use nicknames) . Of course, it's fine to hang out with people who fit your rank. But when Alexandra broke etiquette and called out Elizabeth, it meant something important had happened.
Elizabeth ran quickly, her eyes wide open at the call of her nickname.
"You can't call me that way, Roxy."
"I can't see the Marines gang."
'Why? what, what? I don't know, I want to know, who are the Marines!?'
I don't know what it was, but as soon as she heard,
_"I can't see the Marines."
Elizabeth looked around with a confused face.
We looked around together, but I only saw a very peaceful greenhouse garden scene. Children are running and adults are walking everywhere. As I peeked, I could see the Duke I had seen while eating(Gladio), making a conversation on the other side and then slowly exiting.
