I have become stronger, but also shorter [comprehensive]

"Today is also a good day... I really want to lie down here and bask in the sun comfortably all afternoon."

That being said.

There is no need to add the word "think", it is only a blink of an eye, and a large black shadow appears on the green grass.

The little ones are still dressed in white. If it was before, my mother would never let them roll around on the ground unscrupulously, making themselves covered in mud and dirt.

However, it may be because - today's weather is really good?Put Isabella's mother in a surprisingly good mood?

This reason is a bit far-fetched, but don't worry about it so much.

Accompanied by the cheers that almost lifted the roof, the children rushed out of the door as if they were letting the wind go, and came to the bright and bright outdoors.

Not long after, they huddled together and rolled down a somewhat sloping hillside.

"Haha~haha, hahaha~"

Regardless of how innocent, lively and cute the laughter is, after rolling around for a few times, no one's white clothes will be clean.

Isabella seems to have a completely laissez-faire attitude towards this. Even if she saw them, she looked at them tenderly—and what they were wearing, which was about to become the clothes she would take the girls to wash. laugh it off.

Such an unobvious attitude of tolerance seemed to have begun to appear from the day Coney miraculously returned to the orphanage.

In the past, nuns were full of gentle love for children, but they would not indulge them, and the rules that should have were not easily broken.

But recently, the invisible "rules" seem to have become truly transparent.

She wasn't as attached to them as she used to be, and details that felt unnecessary—at least on the surface—would be okay to relax from now on.

Ok?

unnecessary?

"The truth should be exactly the opposite."

A certain person who had seen the truth spoke directly and told the truth in one word.

"You don't think about it carefully, how she taught her children."

Before the three of them set foot in the other world, the nun was in charge of the huge orphanage alone. Everything she had done in the past was turned into bits and pieces and blended into the seemingly ordinary daily life.

There is no doubt that Isabella is a wonderful woman of intelligence and talent.

But her education of her children was not limited to teaching them knowledge and so-called common sense.More often, it will adopt a subtle influence like spring rain moistening things.

She taught the children to be honest, but she also implicitly reminded them to learn to distinguish lies in other people's words.

She encouraged the children to exercise, and at the same time, she seemed to want to use this opportunity to let them acquire the ability to avoid danger over time.

It's just that Isabella's actions are very cryptic, so cryptic that some children still can't understand her intentions.

This also shows that she is quite cautious, not only wants to achieve her goal, but also wants to conceal her "ambition" that seems to be determined——

"If she was just an ordinary nun, would she do such unnecessary things?"

The answer is, of course not.

Isabella didn't act in this way at the beginning, and there was a gap of several years between the youthful period of her teenage years and the change she seemed to feel.

That's right.

She "perceived a certain truth".

It's like a person roaming in the water, who suddenly lowered his head in the process of playing in the water leisurely, and was shocked to see the darkness floating around him-of course, the source of the blackness cannot be the person himself.

Black diffused from the seemingly quiet and beautiful bottom of the lake, silently, filling all the places that people could not penetrate or touch.

When you realize what the problem is, the feelings you get must be mixed.

There will be confusion of not knowing what happened, and anxiety about the existence of unknown things. Naturally, there will be "fear" of suddenly finding oneself stepping into the darkness and not knowing how to return!

Isabella obviously went through this whole process.

"In the first place, why did you notice something was wrong? Ah... I remembered."

"It's the letters I sent, and the replies and letters I haven't received yet."

The sun hanging high in the sky suddenly fell below the horizon, the night curtain rose, and the space moved with the passing time.

In the end, a bit of starlight from the moonlit night stopped in front of the nun's round fingertips, making her tap lightly involuntarily, as if it could calm down the slightly turbulent emotions.

It was late at night so quickly.

After meticulously checking the sleeping positions of the children and covering the restless ones with quilts, Isabella walked out of the room before returning to her bedroom.

She poured tea for the guests who came from afar, but the three of them were not interested in tea, so they made up with plain water, sat down again, and opened the prelude to talking about everything they knew, not to mention being impolite .

"I should have explained it a long time ago. I'm sorry, but I waited until the end before..."

"fine."

The three people sitting side by side opposite her said at the same time that they really didn't care about her concealment.

"It's not too late to say now." said the little baby who was not mature enough to be a baby.

"Excuse me, Miss Isabella, can you tell me more about the situation here? I really find it very strange." The bald man with his cheek resting in thought had a deep expression.

"Whatever the nuisance is, just say it."

When the last cool boy opened his mouth, his lines were extremely strong: "Hmph, in front of us, even if the world is going to be destroyed, it's just a trivial matter."

That's the tone of voice, coupled with the unruly indifference remaining between the brows.

People who are so reluctantly appeased by him, no matter how bold or timid, will be inspired by him, worship him in their hearts, and thus generate great courage.

Wow, this is really—

...almost slipped my tongue.

The previous ones are not counted, so start again:

Wow, this is really - overbearing!

Isabella was obviously deeply shocked by the mighty posture of the silver-haired boy. Not only was her mood calmed down, her eyes were as bright as falling into the stars, but she also showed a polite yet moving smile.

"Is that so? Well, well, that's great, with Eric around, I don't have to worry about it at all."

The silver-haired boy who didn't realize that he was skillfully coaxed (satisfied): "In the first place, there is nothing in this world that can make me... us bother, um."

"It's great, it's amazing, I don't worry about it anymore--sorry, I may have caused you trouble, as an apology, would Eric have some cookies?"

"Oh, apology. Although I don't need it, Kusuo looks like he really wants to eat it. Just bring it."

In a word, very quickly.

The nun took care of the strongest in the world, which was extremely easy to handle.

The two people who watched silently from the side said, "...you really deserve to be professionals."

Well, a relaxing moment before starting a serious topic is also quite necessary.

This may remind Isabella of the past, and when she tells the "truth" she knows, she will not feel too depressed.

To talk about this matter from the beginning, unexpectedly, it doesn't take much words, it can be summed up in a simple way.

Because, most of them are just speculations caused by some slightly invisible doubts.

A woman—especially a woman who sees herself as a “mother”—has moments when her intuition becomes extremely acute.

The initial cause of Isabella's suspicion was the letter she mentioned earlier.

That was nearly ten years ago.

The one who was sent away was also after she returned to the orphanage to take over the duties of the previous nun and carefully take care of the first child who turned 15 years old.

There is no need to talk about these details of how deep the relationship with the child is. It is enough to know that Isabella waited for the non-existent reply letter, and it did not come until ten years later.

No matter how busy she was, she insisted on taking the time to send letters to other parties, and without exception, they disappeared where the nuns could not see them, as if they had sunk into the bottom of the ocean.

From the first child, to the second child, to the third...the countless children who have been counted, Isabella has to write to them.

The details of the children's adoptive families, even she will not fully know.

The address of the letter is only approximate. The general manager of the orphanage said that the letter will be forwarded separately in order to protect the privacy of the adopters.

On the familiar night when the letter was written and there was no surprise and no reply, the nun who had a busy day at the end of the day would not fall asleep early.

She would light up the lamp in front of the table, and turn her head to look out of the hazy window.

—Why no reply?Ah, it's because it's too 'crowded'.

——Countless letters were piled up there, and it would take a long, long time just to collect, disperse, and send them from house to house.

—just wait.

— until tomorrow?the day after tomorrow?Or sooner or later...

After returning to the orphanage, the nuns who had never been "outside" were always burning with such fiery hope in their hearts.

The lamp on the desk came on repeatedly.

Staring, staring, at some point, she fell asleep with her curled arms on her pillow.

Until the moment that finally arrives, Isabella will always keep in her heart, the thing called "Hope"——

——Shu la la!

The light seemed to be blown by a strong wind, and it was almost extinguished.

"..."

And the nun who seemed to be asleep also opened her eyes silently at this moment.

The firelight that illuminated the darkness changed positions, and turned to shine in her always calm and soft eyes.

Well, that's right.

Perhaps it is completely inconsistent with the atmosphere described above, and there has been a very abrupt change?

But this is the fact.

It was impossible for Isabella to go on waiting peacefully, docilely, foolishly, without being laughed at.

then.

On a day that even the managers would never have imagined.

A "submissive animal" that has been raised on high-quality grass has undergone a transformation like a reborn.

—Ah, you can't say that.

After all, metamorphosis has already happened.

No one has noticed that this woman who seems to have only labels such as "gentle and intelligent" is not the same person in appearance and essence.

"...It just so happened that night, according to the prior arrangement, I was going to send another child into the carriage."

"Because I really wanted to figure out what I was missing, and my gut told me that I had to take this opportunity or I would regret it for the rest of my life."

Without hesitation, she really jumped at the chance.

"Well, what did you do then?"

"what."

Isabella smiled: "I invited the coachman to get out of the carriage, and I did it for the whole night."

Convert to truth:

Her actions were decisive and more ruthless, directly knocking out the coachman, and replaced it by herself.

"..."

"..."

"This ferocious violence is not like what Miss Isabella would do. Who taught it? Is it you, Kusuo?!"

"How could it be possible for me! What I insist on is obviously more like the style of a straight-ball idiot!"

"Straight Ball Stupid": "..."

"It's none of my business again??!"