Nina mumbled an agreement and went to the kitchen for food. After that, she got changed and went out.
Mary complained as she cleaned the master bedroom. The moment Arianne lay down, she felt incredibly content. She used to hate sleeping on this bed, but she hadn’t expected to have gotten used to it now.
No one knew how long it had been when loud noises came from downstairs. There was the sound of the door being slammed and the click-clack of heels against the floor. Arianne was woken up, with her head feeling like a mess. Unhappy, she checked the time and saw that it was four in the morning…
She did not have to guess to know that Nine was back, not that she could say anything. She could not even throw a tantrum. Covering her head, she went back to sleep.
She got up at ten the next morning and Mary grumbled to her once she did. “Nina came back at four in the morning and was so drunk, she vomited all the way. Downstairs, the staircase, everywhere. It’s disgusting. Sir will be mad if he finds out about this when he comes back! I don’t know how much longer she’ll be staying here, but we’ll all go crazy if she keeps this up.”
Butler Henry, who was usually silent, burst Mary’s bubble. “Two months, at least.”
Mary shuddered. “I hope sir comes back as soon as possible to put this monster in her place. I can’t take it anymore!”
Arianne could not help feeling amused. “Alright, alright. Mary, she’s a guest after all. Be tolerant.”
Arianne’s temperament was mild. She was not usually one to confront someone with her temper.
In spite of it, blaring heavy metal music came from the living room when she was having an afternoon nap. Startled awake in a cold sweat, she could empathize with Mary now; Nina seemed to be chaos herself as long as she was awake…
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