"She kicked and knocked me down, and after that, She Hurriedly hit with a book..."
I'm going crazy and jumping.
To lie by twisting facts trickily.
It was also surprising that Astalliu had a brain capable of doing that.
With my heart, I wanted to shout that that was all lies, but I held back.
Instead, I just looked at my grandfather with the meaning of 'I have something to say!'
My grandfather looked at me once and asked Astalliu again.
"You mean that Florentia started beating you and Belsach for no reason?"
"Well, that..."
Sadly, Astalliu is not so adept at making up lies quickly.
Among Lombardy's line, especially those with a blunt head might do something physically, but jobs that require knowledge are difficult.
"Florentia hates us from the beginning..."
Feeling a sense of crisis, Belsach spoke out loud instead of Astalliu.
I raised the tail of my mouth silently.
"Don't interrupt someone else's conversation, Belsach."
Because it's what Grandpa hates the most.
That is why I have been holding on to it without yelling that it's unfair.
"Where did you learn such despicable manners?"
Belsach's tears, which have stopped, filled with tears again from rebuke.
But he can't even make a whimper about how scared he is.
"Keep talking, Astalliu."
It is Astalliu who is getting more nervous now.
The guy who couldn't make up the right excuses before now buried his face in his father's clothes, Laurels, and started crying.
Well.
That was the reaction of the usual children in front of their grandfather.
Lulak Lombardy's tremendous charisma sometimes makes even normal adults tremble.
Since I was young, I saw my grandfather, and are the children of Lombardy, so I was okay.
Most people didn't even dare to make eye contact.
"Florentia."
As my grandfather called me, I felt my father's hand grasping my shoulder straining.
"You, tell me."
But while asking questions, my grandfather didn't seem to have very high expectations.
It was natural.
The original me, Florentia, was an exceptionally timid child.
That's what I inherited from my father, more so because I was harassed by my cousins like that.
But I said, looking straight into my grandfather's eyes.
"I haven't done anything wrong."
"Even when my son like this now...... !"
"Viese!"
Eventually, great anger broke out from my grandfather.
The momentum of Viese, who seemed want to chew me at any moment, died, and his shoulders shriveled.
