Invitation to the Crese Household II

Finally, night has descended once more. My desk is filled with letters from various dignitaries as I strained my eyes.

As Kaylla and I are moving about the household, a servant says, "Milady, Sir Rutherford said that you should always be careful," he bows and nods in response to my thanks and nods.

Now that night has fallen, I examine my hands. After having soft hands my entire life, I am finally able to see some signs of struggle in them. I can now feel the hardships and calluses from my first life imprinted on my palms, marking an event I will never forget.

I spend my life in that manner, and I will never forget those who deceived me. I shake my head while making tight fists with my hands.

I suppose this time, I can finally complete my goals, but I suppose I have to first apologize to Sir Rutherford since, no matter what I do, I will never be able to avoid harm.

Once I’m confident of what I’m going to do after hearing those words in a whisper, I didn't hesitate to smile. To make a c