Another string reel from Bandoli

"Put away Charlie's cutlery. From now on, you will be sharing the same meal with him."

"Huh?" x2

……

“I can’t stand it anymore!!”

"Liver! Liver again! Liver, liver, liver all day long! Let Xianjuan Gan be your son!!!"

When I woke up from the nightmare again, it was the same scene as that day, but the difference was...

This time the nightmare phantom turned into two people!

"I've reached my limit! I can't take it anymore! Disappear again!"

The pillow flew out of my hand again.

The phantom was passed through again.

But this time is a little different from the past.

The pillow was caught.

"Don't treat people as phantoms without permission."

The other phantom that had not dissipated spoke.

Xian Juan Gan caught the pillow as if no one was around.

"Hmph, what are you doing? Why are you still coming to me now? Go be a good child to my parents, and why are you coming here to laugh at me, a piece of old stuff?" Charlotte said with a gloomy face and turned her head away.

"That's new. Isn't it like the other one who first accused me of entering a lady's boudoir?"

Xian Juangan said something puzzling

"Although I am a little concerned about the other person you mentioned, but, as that person said, my butler, please be good-good-good-good and leave my lady's boudoir. This is an order."

“Then I won’t obey.”

"Do you want to take off your butler's uniform?"

"I haven't worn it since I entered your house."

"I'm so annoyed, get out of here. I don't want to hear you preach!"

"I don't even want to disobey someone who's not even a deacon."

……

The scene was silent for a while, and Charlotte Sanyuan, who was wearing thin silk pajamas, clenched her fists.

"Can't you just leave me alone..."

"Then just treat it as me meddling in your business."

He threw the pillow back to Charlotte.

But that wasn't the pillow she had just thrown.

He sat on the recliner, leaning against the pillow Charlotte had thrown out.

"Your father and mother don't want to tell me who caused you to become like this. They even begged me not to find out who it was. Although I'm a little curious why, since they begged me so, I will try to solve the problem without knowing who she is."

"Who cares... Uuha——"

Before Charlotte could retort, the huge airflow blew her back on the bed.

The rough wind, the violent wind, the wind that was not considerate at all, swept across Charlotte's sweaty cheeks that were awakened by a nightmare, swept across her wet yellow hair, and swept across the tear marks that were shed after countless tear-soaked nights.

When the wind died down, Charlotte could see that it was the dark clouds behind Xianjuan Liver that were causing the strong wind.

"But before that, let me clean you up first, otherwise you'll think I'm bullying you."

"What you just did was bullying! Don't bring out those weird things again, you alien!"

"Oh—being angry is a good start."

It’s very infuriating. Very infuriating.

It's the complete opposite of that string-wrapped heart, so infuriating!

Doing whatever you want, with no regard for other people's feelings... That's terrible!

Her hand was held, and the guy who made her angry just grabbed her hand.

The band-aid was wrapped around her fingertips.

"Throwing a pillow can hurt yourself. With such a weak body, don't worry about those trivial things all day long."

His tone was still calm, and even contained a hint of...contempt?

His expression was one of gloating grin.

"So annoying! Who needs your care?"

There was an itchy feeling at the fingertips, a cool and refreshing feeling.

"what!"

The Band-Aid was ripped off.

The fingertips that were originally red, swollen and pulled due to excessive force have returned to their original whiteness and tenderness.

"Since this young lady doesn't want me to take care of her, I'll tear the band-aid off."

"you you……"

Charlotte's face flushed red, she...she finally couldn't help it.

I wanted to punch him.

It was no longer a vague phantom, but the fist touched real flesh.

The fist hit Xianjuan's liver directly.

"I'll let you tease me!"

Charlotte Sanyuan, who was wearing silk pajamas, rushed forward with a flushed face and started punching and kicking Xianjuan randomly.

Xianjuan Gan silently endured this powerless act of coquettishness.

He even felt like taking a nap.

Charlotte collapsed from exhaustion even as he was still mentally reviewing the engine parameter formulas for the unfinished Mini Sun.

Panting, she leaned against Xian Juan Gan, who had been like a mortal enemy to her before.

Physically exhausted, sweat soaked through the silk pajamas and stuck to her body.

My hands are red and swollen, and my knees are painful.

"You're going to make yourself so painful just for a scratch on your fingertip?"

Although he was the one being beaten, Xianjuan Gan didn't feel anything at all.

He picked up Charlotte with one hand and threw her back on the bed.

"I don't know who you're taking revenge on, but it's a waste."

“…No matter who I hate or why I hate her, it has nothing to do with you.” Charlotte lowered her head and hid her expression under the new pillow.

"...I think this is a waste. You have such a wonderful family and such wonderful parents, yet you spend every day dwelling on these things. How can you even dream sweet dreams?"

Xian Juangan took out something that looked like a medical kit, but instead of opening the medical kit to take out any medicine, he opened a spray-like nozzle, and a white light from the nozzle illuminated Sanyuan Charlotte.

Under the white light, the red and swollen parts of Sanyuan Charlotte that were originally caused by excessive force began to cool down and start to heal.

"At least from my perspective, I don't really want you to have nightmares every night, Charlotte, and cause trouble for your parents."

"My parents... let's not talk about them, so I don't know why you're so angry. Live a peaceful and normal life every day. Live an ordinary life, enjoy every happy day, and have sweet dreams at night."

“That’s a luxury for me.”

"..."

"Consider it my compensation for the beating you gave me. At least have a good dream tonight."

"Since I promised your parents, at least now, I won't let you be alone again."

He just sat beside her, leaning back in the chair, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

"fool……"

Maybe it was the effect of the secret prop [Sweet Dream Pillow], maybe it was the beating that really made [String Scroll] work, or maybe... something soft in her heart was touched and reminded her of something.

After hearing these words, Sanyuan Charlotte closed her eyes and dozed off.

It was a good dream.

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Extra: 【Extra】Charlotte and her disobedient butler

Loneliness can hollow out a person and turn him or her into a useless person who lives in depression.

Then, little by little, I will take away everything she has and put it into my own pocket.

He must have such a naughty idea...

"Miss Charlotte, if you're thinking of saying something out of your chuunibyou, stop mumbling it out loud. Your reputation is so bad, you should at least reflect on your own problems."

The sunlight shines through the classroom window, casting a warm spot of light.

He held a familiar face in one hand, with a gloomy and decadent expression that was not seen on her face, as if the sun was blocked by clouds.

Golden eyes squinted at him.

An alien who drives a handmade spaceship and suffers from post-traumatic stress disorder due to a crash. It is said that it will take some time for him to recover after a minimally invasive memory removal surgery. He is temporarily living in my house.

He sat in the seat next to me wearing the student uniform of this aristocratic college, twirling the sonic screwdriver between his fingers and mocking me mercilessly.

The exchange student program was something my father decided to cooperate on without much thought.

And the other school he was in...that...he said it seemed like...Oh, right, Hanasakigawa!

This is also the school that the hateful Xianjuanxin once said he wanted to attend in his spare time.

This will last for one month, and it will allow him, who is temporarily unable to leave France and has no identity documents or accommodation records, to obtain legal procedures for his residence in France.

That's what Dad said anyway.

"I'm so annoyed, butler. It's all your fault that Dad flew all the way to Japan."

It is said that my father flew to Japan in person today to deal with his household registration.

It's such hard work.

Can't we just ask the servants to handle this kind of thing?

"I also hope your father flies back soon. I came to France this time based on the instructions in a note I left after get off work. I thought it was a small matter that could be resolved before returning home for dinner, so I didn't bring the ability disc."

"It's exhausting for me to handle the company's administrative duties. Your company handles far more business than the small, shabby corporation I work for. It's really a stretch for me to finish it before school. Did the other me actually work so hard?"

"Ugh?"

Come to think of it, he seemed to have a part-time customer service job as a student in a small, poor group... I can't remember the name, anyway.

Humph, what's so good about working in a small, poor enterprise like that? The salary I earn as a butler in our house isn't much higher than what I get there.

The annual salary is only $200,000, without any year-end bonus or benefits. The normal salary of my trainee maid is more than this amount.

His father gave him our family's unlimited black card but he still refused it.

He just has to endure it without any hardship.

……

Speaking of which, why did my father say he was going to Japan to handle work, but he was wearing a Hawaiian plaid shirt, a pair of slippers on his feet, frog sunglasses on his face, and a pink dodo coat?

It looks like I'm on vacation with my mom.

He even took a luxury plane that was usually parked in the hangar at the airport in his backyard, used for tourism...

Dad...Is he not coming back?