Chapter 6

He slowly paddled out with his hot rod.

“Why not? We are already married.”

In addition, he even narrowed his eyes and even asked.

“We should have done this right after you arrived, you know?”

“Ahhh…!”

This happened five months after She became his bride.

“You have abandoned your duties until now.”

The wolf weighed her down and whispered softly.

“I endured it, witch…”

When I call my wolf “wolf,” there is no simile or metaphor. The same is true when the wolf calls me ‘witch’.

But there was a big difference between him and the witch , like an impassable river. She was not a witch but just a muddy mouse. So many metaphors, She used to cover herself with all sorts of rhetoric when describing herself .

That’s because She thought She wouldn’t get hurt inside. Humans are beings who are hurt by the naked truth. So, the more truth it is, the more it hurts.

It will be wrapped in a veil of various words.

So, the introduction is now. Now let’s talk about the metaphor of covering a person’s eyes like a veil.

Here is a clever mouse that turned into a girl by eating the nails that a girl cut off at night.

The mouse didn’t really want to be a girl. He just ate and ate the nails she had thrown away, so It became a baby girl.

Still, the mouse was happy when it finally took off its skin and became a human baby.

Her appearance was much nicer than expected.

Besides, now you don’t have to worry about being stepped on by someone. If she strode, Shecould get to where she wanted to go very quickly, she could eat without fear, and she could even dance. A world wider than a mouse hole was waiting for her.

It was not unreasonable that the mice was happy.

However, the life of a baby girl awaited the mouse who became a girl.

She didn’t know this after becoming a human, but in a way, the young lady’s life was similar to a mouse. No, it was even worse.

That was a tragedy for the mouse. The baby mouse, of course, wanted to return to her former self, but no one believed that she had been a mouse before.

‘snap ‘

Then the mouse was caught in the trap

And then mouse was found out

Ha ha ha, the lady laughed.

This is enough. Let’s put aside the veil and tell the real story.

She was a maid reading a book to a bourgeois lady. She was small, pale, and beautiful, like the princess in many fairy tales, but she was an idiot.

The young lady was an eternal girl living in her own world. The young lady did not know how to read until the moment she died. She was the maid of such a girl.

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