Lost Feelings
Flower Field's

His face arrived with thousands of fatigue. For the day to come, maybe he will think longer first. But this time it was his own brother. How can he control the situation.

Although it was not raining, the sky was still the same as usual. The world is like yawning, therefore the feeling of heat is beginning to be felt.

He allowed himself to relax for a moment.

"Hahhhh~ I'm tiredhhh." His complaint.

Just now he wanted to sleep but, someone else suddenly entered and made him wonder.

His body was still sticky with the sofa, his two eyes were staring at the person, "hm? You come here more often." Lazel said as he scratched his stomach.

"Now I understand."

"Huh??"

Hyunjae chose to remain standing and looked at Lazel from above, "you left in a hurry to meet a man." He said it lightly.

"????" At first Lazel considered Hyunjae's presence as a bully, and it turned out to be true. And again, it was a little harsh to hear.

With her face and expression as usual, the woman would be present with the nonsense from her Husband, "what is this? You came just to talk about this?" Now it was his turn to provoke Hyunjae.

"So it's true." he huffed, "well, you're usually very secretive, I'm a little annoyed. It's as if only I don't care about you"

"If you care about me, do you expect me to do the same?"

"Hm? Not really."

"I've told you how many times" now the atmosphere is getting hotter. "There is no need to think about or involve yourself in my personal matters."

"Huh? You think I can relax like that? What if someone sees you? You think you're the only one in trouble?"

"Ah~ turns out to be this problem." It seems Lazel already knew the reason behind Hyunjae's arrival and oppressed him.

"I can even find you easily, how-"

"Withyou?" Connect Lazel with a flat eye.

"Huh?"

"Forget it, I'll remember it, next time I'll be more careful." The woman preferred to budge and not continue their debate.

"I just came to tell you about this, keep it." After saying the last sentence, the black-haired man immediately left himself just like that.

The woman with the pink iris sat back down and revealed her flat face.  Hyunjae's arrival really made him inexhaustible. How could that arrogant man so easily come and throw him with the mistakes he made.

And again, the man Hyunjae was talking about might just be Ian.

"How did he find me anyway?"

...◇• •◇...

It's a pretty bad day, the next day after Saturday. He expected more on his second holiday. Yesterday's incident really made him almost frustrated, it was the first time he made a mistake. Although Hyunjae is not much different from his mistakes.

Want how else, the person's mind is a little unsettling and also has a short term in thinking clearly.

BRUISES!

"??!!"

The whole waiter was shocked by the sound of a slam just now. And they were convinced that the voice came from the Television Room.

The butler was seen running around the villa to ascertain what had happened.

Yana arrives at the edge of the stairs that lead to the Television Room, "Miss!"

Yana looked from above if her Master was in bad shape. Now he can find out if the sound of the dings came from his Master, Lazel.

To be sure, Yana immediately went down the stairs, and saw a medium-sized brown jar had been badly damaged and broken.

Now Lazel wants to repeat the same incident.

"N-Miss! What are you doing?" Yana immediately stops Lazel's actions and asks the pink-sliced woman to release the other urn.

At the moment Lazel looks in an emotional state. His two linked eyes showed high emotions, as well as the strong dings caused from the dings.

"Damn!"

He rushed off and headed upstairs.

Yana is concerned to see Nonanya like that, she can already feel if the meeting of Hyunjae and Lazel will never end peacefully. After all what Hyunjae said to Lazel, it was all true. But Yana did not expect that her Master would vent it on Nonanya.

...◇• •◇...

Playing with millions of women?

That's not a shocking pre-camp. In addition to using his face, the man also made use of his standing to cover up his actions. Starting from money, threats to life.

What is impossible for a rich man like him?

Even the housemaids should not talk about this to others or interfere in their employer's affairs. Feeling sorry for it or not, their job is only to serve.

Inside his room, someone was standing in front of the balcony with a face that still let out anger.

"Do I need to kill all of his mistresses for this emotional feeling to dissipate?" Although only a sentence in the heart, but from the look of his face there is absolutely no joke material.

The covered-clothed woman exhaled many times and tried to lower her anger. He also began to think well.

"Calm Lazel, something like this won't make you better." His inner.

A cold wind blew before him, the silver hair fluttered like a butterfly, and the eyes were like jewels. Her pale skin made the hue on her lips even more red.

Lazel is very similar to butterflies. Every piece of jewelry she wears has to do with butterflies. Even the hair ribbon he often uses is butterfly shaped.

So does his own room, with the skills he has. He decorated or decorated his room worthy of butterflies.

But he himself looked like a poisonous butterfly.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

His eyes glanced, "..............."

Lazel heard Yana's voice from behind the door of his room, "rightly so." Her thought.

...◇• •◇...

Eating ramen after venting anger is extraordinary, especially with more portions.

As if nothing had happened, he was able to eat well and voraciously.

"Let's not look at me like that" said Lazel who felt uncomfortable with Yana's gaze. "Do you want to? I can give you one." The bargain for Yana.

"T-No need Miss, I ordered it just for you." Resist.

"Oh, okay."

Yana, who was much younger than Lazel, had served him for ten years. Where Lazel for the first time set foot in the House of Pietra.

Despite serving a figure like Lazel, Yana never complained or felt burdened. His employer does have a bad personality, ranging from the speech of the sentence to his actions.

But even in such modes of emotion, Lazel never distinguished anyone even though they had different ranks.

He also believes that many people out there are like him.

...◇• •◇...

"Huft.." That round belly got the elusan from the Owner.

It looks like he won't be able to take the payload anymore. He even had to lie on the sofa in a state of being unable to move.

It was almost late afternoon, there were no activities he did. Therefore to eliminate his sense of boredom, Lazel went to visit the Greenhouse located right next to his villa.

"Miss, do you want to go?" Yana had just arrived after finishing her work.

"Yes, this is boring me, I'm going to go sideways for some time." The answer.

"Do you mind if I decorate your hair?"

"Hm~ sure." Her smile.

...◇• •◇...

"How long haven't I been around the yard?"

"Mmm... Maybe three weeks ago?"

Dress with purple color that he used to go around the yard while visiting the Greenhouse. The weather in the afternoon was so good, the sun was still dimming its light behind the dark clouds.

The silver hair was long with a butterfly ribbon in line with the color of the dress located on the back of his head.

Her clothes were so long that they dragged the floor.

"Whaa~" his gaze was deceived when he came to a beautiful place. "Flower fields!"

His feet approached while paying attention to one by one rows of neatly arranged flowers.

Both hands are attached to the waist, "the gardener is good at navigating the fields." His word.

The flower field located behind his house was not so big, but it looked very beautiful. In the middle of the field there is a fountain and also a seat, when viewed from far and near, the view is very beautiful.

"Aw!" His screams.

He stared intently at the rose beside his feet, "this flower just pisses me off." The drill.

The work is so much, that the activity to make himself relaxed is very less. In addition to picking at the Director's desk, he also has other duties to take care of the house.

"Yah~ although cooking is not one of them."

...◇• •◇...

In the midst of a luxurious environment, he was able to enjoy everything freely. Actually the woman was eager to show it to Ian as well as his parents. However, he had to think about the risks to be borne.

Even if it did happen, she had to talk about it as soon as possible with Hyunjae.

"..............." talking about the man again upset him.

"Who cares about a man full of scandals like him." Unconsciously he said it blatantly.

"Hoo~ so I have another nickname." 

"!!!!" The heavy voice was right behind him and made his body turn away automatically.

"You?" Say it with a flat face.

The one who had just been talked about now appeared before him.

His black hair was dazzlingly shaped as usual, yet he wore such a casual outfit, a short-sleeved black shirt with some foreign inscriptions on the other side. A necklace with a chain shape that surrounds his neck, as well as a piercing attached to his right.

Lazel looked at him lazily, "what are you doing here?"

...◇• •◇...

Step by step he gave more weight and also not excited. Because Hyunjae was still following himself from behind.

Now it's out of patience, and it's time to ask directly, "hey, are you training to be a stalker?" He asked with an annoyed face.

"This neighborhood isn't just yours, have you forgotten my presence?"

His pinky entered one of his nasal cavities, "huh? Well, I don't really care." Said relaxed.

Lazel did not want to create any other problems with the man, it would be better if he continued his leisure without feeling the existence of others.

Hyunjae followed him from behind.

The man's gaze was like a fool towards anything, yet after seeing what happened to the woman before him, made him slightly speechless.

During this time, Lazel who he knew was a woman who never could bear without ordinary pants and shirts. And now all she gets is a feminine woman.

His two eyes that were partially covered with hair looked at Lazel seriously, "weirdly he was always noisy and always looking for trouble with me."