The Villainess is Tired of Everything

Chapter 15

"Why Such a sudden confession?

I I've never met and I've never met I talked to him alone.

Plays?

But That passionate look is hard to play."

Ridro looked at Marceau with trembling lips and with an agitated face, and seemed sincere.

"No, How the hell, how and when?" Marceau took a deep breath after how could she barely restrain the question that in her throat in accordance with the 5 seconds principle.

"We spent too little time with Ridrot together. Ridro doesn't know exactly what I'm like.

His The feelings are still too fresh and rather of all, he feeds some fantasies, not loves me truly.

Naturally I know that people's minds don't go the way others want it.

Therefore All I can do is say no Ridro, putting an end to his illusions."

–I I'm not looking for a lover, Ridrot," Marceau didn't apologize. She was afraid that such Words will leave you with regret. "All I'm doing I want you to give you a good performance rather than a relationship like that. If you wish something like that, leave this one now mansion. I don't like it, it's cold saying this to the man, Marceau closed the door in front of Ridro's nose.

And Turning her back, she went deeper into the garden, where I sat on the sofa and exhaled swallowed breath.

«... lover. Really shocking.

That what Darcy told me was helpful.

It's possible because he told me rumors about Ridro, I was able to handle the situation more calmly than I thought.

This is will be our last meeting so It's worth thanking him and giving him more magic stones.

... What a pity that we'll never see each other again, but for the sake of each other, A friend is better off ending at this level.

Therefore that right now I can't afford to have a deep relationship with someone."

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To fortunately, Ridro understood the words correctly Marceau apologized, saying that regrets what he did that day. He said that he would again focus on his acting skills.

Seeing how sincerely the actor repents and trying not to cross the line, Marceau decided to forgive him once.

In Eventually, the day came for her to meet Darcy.

Evening about 10 hours.

As it was their last meeting, Marceau made 3 times more magic Stones.

Therefore that it was the only thing she could to do for the man she was grateful that he listened to her history and made magical tools.

This is was not a waste for Marceau time, given that thanks to them, her Home life has become perfect.

Right away the girl was waiting for Darcy in the living room. The approaching night that could be seen through the window through the curtains, looked unfamiliar. Marceau gazed fascinated into the night sky.

"Beautiful Starry Night. I'm so used to twitching curtains in the evenings that forgot the existence Stars. They're always there, though."

–Long Waited?

Marceau She turned her head at the familiar voice.

Darcy easily seated on the sofa, in both hands He held magic tools.

–No Marceau's gaze turned to a man's hands.

In one hand Darcy had a tape recorder equipped with magnifying lens for the screen, and in the the other was a camera that could capture Just a moment.

"Wow...

Darcy smiled at Marceau's admiration and put in magical tools in her hands.

His smile was different from usual, looking light-heartedly. Today the man was extraordinarily seductive.

Opinion Marceau moved to a loose piece Darcy, as if he had let go of something.

And could barely turn her gaze to the magic tool.

In Top parts of the chamber where the round A lens that looks like an on-screen magnifier lens, there was a separate place where they lay down Magic Stones That Were Used as batteries, and a place where Paper was inserted.

Darcy He began to explain in detail:

–Image will be printed on paper. It will be exactly as a human being sees it eye. I wonder how the artists will make a living if I let go This is.

Even the way Darcy joked was different from the one how he behaved when he and Marceau We met last time. There was something tickling in his radiant exterior and in a soft voice. It was as if someone was stroking the body Girls with cotton wool.

–Today You look good.

Marceau I didn't really like the feeling of this tickling so when it abruptly greeted her, Darcy uncharacteristically He stretched out the words:

– ... It's possible?

"How And as expected, he doesn't like to show up people."

Finally With a sigh, the man spoke again.

–Go quickly. I hate being alone Darcy said, lowering his eyebrows. His Voice was miserable, but the eyes of the covered The eye seemed languid rather than miserable.

"In spite of the the shape of the puppy he's trying to show that it looks more like a leopard. A slender, formidable leopard."

Looking Darcy batting his eyelashes Marceau gave him serious advice:

–Darcy I don't think acting is your path.

Man His brow furrowed fiercely. In an instant His languid impression vanished.

Darcy rolled his eyes as the girl flinched in amazement. Marceau realized that it was joke, only when Darcy crossed his arms.

–If won't come back quickly, magical The instruments will be confiscated.

–I got it I'll pick it up and come back right away.

–Then good," his haughty voice sounded laughter.

"It seems I'm really raising him."

Taking Away Darcy went into the room, Marceau went down quickly to the theater and brought a dictaphone from there.

How and said the man she joined one A recorder with another. And I could see how Magic crystals begin to shimmer inside.

Later for a while, Marceau included a new recorder and made sure that all the videos were from the old ones are safely transferred to the new.

Slightly Turning her head, her eyes met with Darcy, who was lying comfortably with his hands behind his head as if it were his bed.

Silver the hair falling on his face when The man turned on his side, walked for expensive yarn.

Looking on his more perfect face than that of the anyone, Marceau was worried that the play she was going to see Today, it may not be to his liking.

"Okay I would like to check it out first."

–Play that I was going to watch today Is it going to be a little unusual, is it okay?

–New work?

–Yes It's based on an idea that I gave it to Wick. We can watch something another if you don't like it.

–No Include. I'm interested in what you Said.

After words Darcy Marceau resolutely chose among the recorded last piece and turned it on.

Soon The performance has begun.

–He "The protagonist?" His voice trembling Darcy asked, watching the screen Ridro appears.

Marceau replied positively:

–In That day he apologized to me for actions and said that in the future will not cross that line.

–No But there are many other people......

–Hard to find someone so passionate acting. And people can Make mistakes.

–You too generous," sighing back at Marceau's words, Darcy shook his head.

–If remove Ridro from the place of the protagonist, to everyone In the troupe, you will have to rebuild your Work. I don't like it.

–Why And that's for sure.

–To me I like these people the way they are Right away.

"Hearts People in the troupe that I felt By the handkerchief given to me, sincere.

Knowing how hard they had been preparing for the new Fitol's work, I can only perceive Ridro's self-willed behavior as a small incident and move on."

–You too soft. No, seriously, I wouldn't smog like that, it would have exploded," he said indignantly Darcy said.

"Here's how? During this time, no one tried to It's okay to look at me because I'm wrapped in the framework of a villain.

At There really is no bias opinions about me."

–But You're the first to see that my character soft," Marceau said, smiling faintly and as if talking to herself, and focused on the screen.

On for a moment he seemed to feel Darcy's gaze on yourself.

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