Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End

Anna, who was familiar with Roja, shook her head helplessly. She really didn't think that Roja would not spoil her because of Alisa's strength, rather, she might be happy instead.

People may not be able to beat cats, but does this prevent people from sucking cats?

Although not exactly the same, Anna thinks it makes sense.

"However, in this way, regardless of the initiative, the objective reality is that Miss Alyssa studied hard for the young master, and the young master took advantage of this time to steal."

"Wow, miss is so pitiful..."

"Calm down, we're still in a meeting."

After emphasizing discipline, Anna made a staged summary.

"After several days of suffering, the conflict between the young master and the young lady should have basically disappeared, and there is still a great intention for the two to get back together."

"However, after being rejected several times a few days ago, the young master has become a little self-contained, and he dare not go to see the young lady anymore. The young lady is now in a difficult situation, and she doesn't know how to end it after getting into an awkward situation. This is what we are doing. That should be resolved now."

"But how to solve it"

"It's simple."

Facing the questions from his subordinates, Anna, the president of the support club, flashed her eyes and said lightly:

"The door between the young master and the young lady, we just need to break it down."

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"Miss, don't you want to eat more? This is today's fresh Harry fish."

"Sorry, I really can't eat."

In the large bedroom on the west side of the Labyrinth Pavilion, the silver-haired girl gently put down her fork, looked at the fish fillet in front of her that was strictly speaking good in color and fragrance, and shook her head.

"Recently, I have not had a good appetite."

"So that's it, I understand, I will let the chef improve."

"Ah, no, actually it has nothing to do with Mr. Chef, the taste is still very good, it's just me..."

"No, no, I don't blame you, miss. In fact, the young master ate very little of the recent meals. It must be the chef's problem!"

"Hey?"

Alyssa was taken aback by the unexpected information she heard from the maid. She raised her head to look at the servant, hesitated for a moment and couldn't help asking:

"Um...brother, has your lord lost your appetite recently?"

"Huh? Well, it's better to say that you don't have any appetite at all than that you have a bad appetite."

The maid who took care of Arisa rubbed her chin as if recalling the gossip of her colleagues.

"I heard that young master's recent food intake is not even half of his usual amount. It is time to replenish his body after experiencing such a terrible thing."

"half?"

"Well, maybe less, Anna looks very worried."

The maid sighed and shook her head to clear away the tableware, but after hearing these words, Alisa felt a little restless. She knew best about Roja being a foodie, loss of appetite...

"Wait, wait, brother Luo Ya is sick? Did you see a doctor?"

"I see, but it's not a disease. I heard that it seems to be a problem of mood."

"Feeling?"

"Yes, there must be something wrong. Recently, the young master has been listless every day. Everyone is worried that if this continues, he may really become depressed."

The maid quickly put away the tableware, left Alisa who was stunned as if thinking about something, and left. The door closed, and the silver-haired girl gradually became anxious.

Yes, is it because of me?Because he refused to meet Brother Luo Ya in the past few days, is that why he can't eat?

The girl frowned, recalling how Roja was covered in wounds when he was discovered. Even Alisa knew that kind of overdraft. If you don't replenish nutrition as soon as possible at this time...

The worry and self-blame in my heart began to grow uncontrollably. After a few days of calmness, Alisa actually stopped being angry a long time ago, but the girl who had never had any trouble with anyone didn't know how to reconcile with Roja. , so it dragged on until now.

Originally, Alisa planned to leave the room for dinner in a few days, but after hearing the maid's news today, the girl couldn't sit still. After all, compared with her elder brother's body, other things seemed to be trivial.

"What has the young master been doing lately? Uh...it's about the same as before. Because the master said that he needs to rest, he can't go to class. He has been studying and practicing swordsmanship by himself."

"By the way, I heard from the young master's maid, Anna, that the young master was absent-minded when he was practicing the sword yesterday, and almost scratched himself."

"Wait, wait, what's going on!?"

Alisa, who asked the maids about Roja's recent situation, heard the incredible news again. The girl's heart trembled, and she asked anxiously.

"Actually, it's nothing. The young master missed a lot of fencing classes before, and the master criticized him for this."

"That's right, the young master almost had an accident when he was practicing before. Don't think too much about it, Ms. Alyssa. It must not be your fault."

The maids raised their smiles, as if this matter had nothing to do with Alyssa, and the silver-haired girl listened to them shirk responsibility for herself, feeling more and more uncomfortable.

Although what the maids said is true, it is all in the past. For the past six months, Roja has been exercising and practicing every day. His sword skills are no longer what they used to be. How could he almost hurt himself under normal circumstances?

Thinking of the scene where Roja was cut by the blade, Alisa felt frightened. She herself, who was afraid of the blade since she was a child, could barely overcome this, but imagining her loved one being stabbed by the knife could not overcome it no matter what.

"I, I'm going to eat at the restaurant tonight, go see Brother Roya."

Alisa made this decision after thinking about it for a while, but she didn't expect that the maids would react violently as soon as she said the words.