After all, I returned home last night in a fine carriage in the castle.

And the next day, Eleonora wakes up early as usual to take care of a small field.

(I ate pie yesterday, but I couldn't eat Ham's ham! I wanted to eat that ham.

There are lovely carrot flowers in the field. Some carrots bloom to sow without harvesting.

(The flowers are not nice. I hope you can still have a delicious carrot next year.

Carrots as well as other vegetables are grown in the fields, and although Eleonora refers to it as a small field, it is too narrow to be seen by others as a flowerbed.

(I don't know about vegetables. If you take the trouble, that's all you'll get.

Eleonora touched the carrot flowers with love.

(I'll give you carrots again next year!

When I finished taking care of the field, I took off my hat. And when you loosen your hair, the sun sparkles its golden hair dazzling. The white skin was a little uplifted, and she opened her mouth slightly and exhaled slowly.

(Field work was over!) Next, I'll do the embroidery that Sofia asked me to do.

After finishing her field work, Eleonora dresses up, finishes breakfast easily, and takes out her silk handkerchief. And as he was embroidering, a little mouse came up on his lap.

"Watch out, cum-chan. If the needle gets stuck, it's gonna be tough!

I try to lower a corner of the mouse, but it's hard to hear me.

"Come on, Kaku-chan is a spoiler."

Eleonora puts a handkerchief and an embroidered needle on the table and plays with a mouse in the corner.

"Ah, Menkoi, Menkoi. Ikkakuchihanenkoi"

Then the corner rat will cue like an answer.

"But, Ham, you're so cute. Oh, I'm sorry, cum!

The truth came out unexpectedly, and Eleonora apologized to the rat.

(Yesterday, I saw the Emperor with a similar appearance to Ham, but Ham was a better child.

Eleonora was supposed to spend the day alone, but her father called her to the main building.

(What was that? I can't believe you stopped coming to the main building and called Ola. I mean, I've never seen that father work before. I learned from Professor Roman that you are a ruling class, so you are fed by unemployed income, but my father really didn't do anything.

She expressed her sincere gratitude for the excellent family ordinance she had served from previous generations.

(Without that house order, this house would have been in debt.

Eleonora goes to her father's study with that in mind.

Knocking on the door prompted him to come in through his father.

"... excuse me."

When she lowers her hips lightly and greets her, she looks graceful and satisfied with the house order standing next to her father.

"For some reason, you are called to the Emperor, not Sofia. Funny, you used the colour eye, right? Well, that's fine. Just don't let the Emperor hate you."

Eleonora asked her father, who did not greet her and only told her what to do.

"... maybe you're wrong about me and Sofia."

(Yesterday, the knight who sent me to the Mansion also said that it was the Duchess of Plupreus who asked me to escort her. Olajin (Hello?)

Last night, Eleonora was riding alone in a carriage without having a conversation with the knight who had escorted her home, and the knight was riding next to the carriage.

"No, it says here that I want to continue my conversation with Eleonora. What the hell were you talking about?

(The Emperor and I only talked about ham and pie.

Eleonora lay her eyes down and wondered how to answer. Seeing him confused and saddened, the decree set out to help him.

"Milord, perhaps Miss Eleonora doesn't know why."

My father seems dissatisfied, but I can't stand the family order. It was this decree that managed to dissolve my assets when I talked about making money.

"Anyway, Eleonora. Climb the castle tomorrow. Don't be crude."

That said, she waved her hand tightly to get rid of the dog, so she went back away.

Tomorrow we'll go to the castle again! Too much trouble.

Eleonora became annoyed when she thought she was going to wear a dress with her corset crushed.

(Ola, what the hell? I'm just talking about ham and pie. No, the Emperor told me to dispose of the pie, and he reversed his orders not to dispose of it later. I'm sure you like pie, but you pretended not to like it! Ask me about the type of pie. All right, I'll make you the best pie! And let me tell you I like pie!

Eleonora starts preparing pies for tomorrow. Fruit and cream pie, meat pie.

By the time I had finished making the five kinds, the sun had already set.