Translated and Edited by: luccayn.
Lulu has always been the kind of girl to just jump on something that catches her interest. She would go from one thing to the next, never not wanting this and that. That girl was selfish through and through, but she was socially allowed to be because she was cute. Perhaps, it was her grandparents’ fault she turned out like that, for they pampered her beyond limits. That would explain why she believes she deserves everything anytime.
Well, she really was cute despite not being a good fit for a noble. However, her mood swings and her petite body exuded a charm of a small animal, perhaps a cat, which made her adorable in the eyes of others. And she knew better than anyone how to sway and make everyone around her head over heels.
I asked myself back then; what will she do when she makes her late social debut, gets to know other guys besides her fiancé—me—, and has time without her parents’ eye after she enrolls in the academy? As her betrothed, I tried to spend as much time as possible with her at school, but since we ended up at different grades and sometimes different buildings altogether, I couldn’t be around all day.
Perhaps then, it was natural for her to shift her attention to the sweet whispers of the flirty men that flocked to her… In hindsight, she might’ve been targeted precisely due to her personality.
Lulu seemed ecstatic to be whispered words of love and passion. However, the guys who approached her were all from the aristocratic faction. That was easily sniffed out by looking into their family backgrounds. I then realized that the aristocrats were just trying to ruin my engagement through factional rivalry and harassment.
It wasn’t difficult to imagine that the men who danced and whispered were the same ones who spread gossip around. In fact, we managed to discern so through a relative of one of the flirts who tried to approach her at tea parties, galas, etc.
Thus, if the breaking-off happens as intended, these men will all pull back, and any who remain will be only lecherous losers who don’t really care about women.
Of course, at first, both the Earls of the Berner and the Camell families tried to protect her from the traps set by the aristocrats and their evil intent. She was my fiancé, after all, and an important daughter to the Count of Camell.
I also tried my best to snuff out the malicious rumors. However, she herself jumped into the traps with her arms wide open, did not listen to any of our warnings, and continued to frolic around as she pleased. As a result, the rumors were basically confirmed to be true, and Lulu gained the worst reputation in the noble circles of society. Both of our families found themselves at their wits’ end.
Regardless, it was her own fault that I had to break off this engagement… Oh, how nice it would be if I could sincerely think so from the bottom of my heart.
You looked straight into my filthy eyes.
—Though you never praised me for anything else.
You loved bright red roses and the sweetest of sweets.
—Though you never cared for any flowers I’d sent.
You adored romantic stories and poetry books.
—Though you laughed at my attempts to write, saying I was a terrible poet.
However, despite all of that, I still loved you…
I… have no luck in love.
The room was still pitch black, and the bright morning seemed ever so distant. Heavily, I turned over once more and tightly shut my eyes.
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