The first time I was forced to go to mansion, the state of my mother when she came home was awful.
She was being disheartened and losing weight. Well, her own adorable daughter all of sudden is not by her side and not returning for more than two weeks. Even if she knows where I am, it is a place where she could not go. She only spent time worrying endlessly. Barely able to relax her mind, but she seemed to have been doing nicely on her daily life.
No one explained about my situation? I thought, but my father came to my mother’s place. Did he worry when looking at my mother’s appearance, every two days my father came to talk about my condition. Before I knew it, was he looking at me…
Though I am mostly indifferent and not to be affected, my mother seems to have displayed the spirit of「Kind to women and children」. I am also a woman, but is it beyond the limits? But, even if a little, I think it is good to love my own child. So, is Flore-sama scary?
Well, even if I am not present, I suppose it is good to have my father by my mother’s side. If that’s the case, by having my father comes can make my mother has a peace of mind, moreover I cannot go over there.
Looked at my haggard mother, the feelings of not causing my mother worried became larger. Because of that, I only said nice things about the mansion. The things such as eating delicious food, and becoming able to read characters.
When I was together with my mum, with all my might I helped my mother.
Of course cleaning, drawing water for making meal. Until the work in the area of laundry. Even in the field, I buried in the soil the vegetable that has sprouted…and yet, this life of getting by with insufficient ingredients was precious and no difference.
I made use of the knowledge gained from reading books in the mansion, and it contributed to harvest of the field up by a level. It was only using the vegetable sc.r.a.ps as a fertiliser though. Because my mother didn’t have experience working on field, I was praised a lot. As I thought, being praised after all will make people work hard.
The time when I was in mansion was different, when I was together with my mum I was able to express my honest feelings.
Sillily looking at each other’s face and laughing foolishly, making blunder and laughing heartily (ガハガハ) at it, running, falling down and crying excessively, while taking advantage of sleeping on my mother’s lap, my hair was caressed.
How should I say, a sense of fulfillment.
Gardener’s work shed was our castle.
Under the guidance of an excellent seamstress mother, my sewing skill was conspicuously improving. I am as good as my mother in embroidery. I exceeded the level of experience of n.o.bility when I was 10-year-old. I have no recollection of being scolded by Dorcie-sensei regarding embroidery. へへーん (hehe-n).
The side job that my mum got, I could also do. I’m already a pro.
Housework, field, study. With the addition of a side job, life becomes busier, but if I think about it, with money increases life with my mother becomes abundant, there was no suffering.
When I grew up, I don’t know how I’ll be treated in Thousand family. Maybe I’ll be sent to become a bride to an old man’s place who only desires a n.o.ble blood, but will you purposely bring a dowry for three women to me? It seems there’s a high possibility that I’ll be detained in the mansion and still receive servant treatment. Because there is Flore-sama who doesn’t want to see my face, I know nothing of my present situation.
Whatever it is, for the future life with mother, even if it’s a little I did save money.
As I grow up, when I go to the mansion, in my own room I ought to clean and do laundry by myself.
After all I can do it on the same level as a maid. When I am in gardener’s work shed, everyone knows I am doing it. You see for the meal I am being spoon-fed.
(TN: *** search the image of “食べさせてもらえる”.)
I think people who work in the mansion had a little sympathy in regards to the young me. As I grow up, I understand I can do things similar to their works, I am sure I have begun to sense jealousy and irrationality.
While I am in the mansion, I do not receive the minimal treatment of an ojousama (daughter of a high-cla.s.s family). That resentment is towards mother, although I didn’t quite notice.
I who sometimes reside in the mansion, for the better or worse my acquaintances increase, so far as it goes it got me involved. Therefore in the kitchen, if we received the ingredients of the meal of my and my mother’s portions, we would receive as it is, we more or less received various ごね.
That is while I’m in the mansion, when my mother go to the kitchen, it seemed the foodstuffs were decreased. Especially meat. I guess it was pilfered. When my father showed up, he appeared to bring confectionery but there is no meat.
Even though the mental haggardness was disappearing, the physical tiredness was slowly ruining my mother’s health.
When we don’t receive ingredients, although it’s better to buy them in the town, I guess the figure of me who was saving money happily did not allowed it.
When I was 14 years old I made my debut in high society, my mother pa.s.sed away.
My mother’s hair had changed from blonde hair to light blonde hair.