Tourism…… After the inspection, return to the mansion.
By the way, while eating Gelato, Addy struggled with the result of "Me, Me... Lady of Dear Carrell" though. Instead of spreading the distance, I went back to my parents' behalf.
In the meantime, I was feeding Addy's gelato, and even the brothers who saw it offered it. I was offered gelato from three directions, and if I took a bite, I was invited from another direction to take another bite... and as a result I didn't really understand all the flavors mixed together.
But the inspection itself would have been meaningful. Fadera and I have never had diplomacy before, but the beautiful landscape also has its specialties, and it must be in each other's interest to have a good relationship.
... if you could do something about the loving nature, I'd talk about it.
"Goddess of beauty has come out everywhere today. And they blamed me for the cloudiness along the way."
"The sun hid jealously from your daughter's brilliance, didn't it? The moon was jealous and hiding last night. Some of you watched the sun go down and said, 'I feel the sun goes down slower than usual because the sun is sparing Mary goodbye.'"
"I admire the opposite when you praise me down that far. Once your full diplomacy with Federa has begun, make a compliment book first"
I'm sure it'll sell, and Mary makes her eyes shine.
Feidella's men emerged from somewhere when they realized, quickly surrounded Mary and praised her down with mouth. Beginning with the Goddess of Beauty last night, during the day she praised the sun tangled, praised even the moon and the stars at night, praised Mary even when the wind blew, praised Mary even when the birds rang.
They have praised Mary for eating gelato and "her lips for eating gelato".
From Mary's point of view, it was a level of passing fed up, clouding her eyes and listening from right to left....... but the variation in praise is a brilliant one.
If you put together their compliments and put them into a book, you'll be happy to buy shy sons who can't successfully approach the lady of your choice, or clumsy sons who struggle with word choices.
"If you include the compliments of the lady who trembles with tears, Mr. Guinness will buy them."
Mary has a pranky grin.
He was praised and even tired, but if he thought of a way to make use of it, his motivation would boil down as soon as possible. I'm sorry to be a goddess of beauty, but it's not bad to be the savior of shy, clumsy men.
The migratory bird bowl shop is also showing steady sales, and while we find our next proprietor, let's move forward with diplomacy with Federa to make a compliment story.
At the dawn of the publication, I'm sure Alicia will just praise Mary and forget about the princess's position and run into the bookstore. On the contrary, would Patrick vomit in a sigh of freak behavior again? Parfet must still tremble and be thankful for the sneak publication of the story as Guidus forgives it.
I can easily imagine the faces of my friends.... but thought that far, and Mary exhaled deeply. Fall into the bed with the poson and tuck in the cushion where it is placed.
"This is probably how I feel spared and how I was able to name the heirs of the Albert family because I remember everything from my previous life..."
"Ma'am, what's wrong?
"... I wonder if I'm sloppy"
Potty groans, and Mary exhales.
What I recall is what Mauro told me last night. He said he was "cowardly" about the status he had in his previous life and built on it.
It doesn't matter, of course, about the status quo, it's the result of Mary's life. With this succession struggle trip, the maiden games of previous life have not been involved at all.
... but the cornerstone of my current position is that the cut-off on the road to the status quo, which I think is best for Mary, was certainly the knowledge of the maiden game.
Based on that, we forged a relationship with Alicia, survived the disturbances in the university department, and led the Bertina case to a resolution, and to this day.
Not everything was a memory reliance of my previous life. Mary acted with her own thoughts and will....... but.
"I did have knowledge, and I used it. Is that a bad thing..."
Poson and Mary buried their faces in the pillow, squealing small to the point of inaudibility.
I don't care what happens now, and I've never bent my own thoughts because I had memories of my previous life. Only a memory of a previous life for Mary is a 'memories worth using'.
But first of all, it's heresy to own such a 'memory'. If you know the people you've been dealing with without even knowing as much as Dew, you may think oddly and doubt the very basis of your friendship.
The feeling of believing in friends mixes with the idea of still. I don't doubt their friendship, but in the first place, something called "Memories of Previous Life" is a story that flies too far.
If I didn't get my thoughts together and roared small again, Pong and something came on my head. Pom pom and tap lightly a few degrees, stroking my head to comb my hair.
"Nothing to worry about."
"... Addy"
"From the time your daughter was born until now, I assure you, I've seen her closer than anyone else. Whether you have memories of a previous life or not, your daughter is no different. Even if everyone knows about your daughter's memory, they'll stay the same."
"I wonder..."
"Yeah, and I've been in love with your daughter since before my memory came back, because I married the girl whose memory came back. At least, I'm no different."
Hey, and Addy asked me to agree, and I stared at him slightly dyed my cheeks as Mary raised her face.
Indeed, Addy also treated Mary's memories of her previous life unrelated. "No way," he tells Mary, complaining that his memories of his previous life have returned, while still believing, acting together, and to this day being a couple. Even if Mary stayed without remembering her past life memories, I'm sure Addy would have stayed in love unchanged and stayed on her side.
Thinking about it, Mary felt clear, and Gabba arose momentum all the time.
"Right, I'm me, nothing will change! Whether you remember it or not, I'm Mary Albert!
"Yeah, you're right."
Addy smiles calmly at Mary, who has regained her normal condition.
And he slowly pushed Mary down with a smile on his face. He should have woken up drops his head on Poson and Pillow again, and Mary raises the missing voice between "Oh" and "Oh".
If you realize it, will Addy hang on to cover himself? His face slowly approaches and his rusty eyes narrow to invite him.
This...! and Mary guessed, trying to give him a blow on his flank with the voice of moderation......
"Even I can just say it.... So don't worry, good night Mary"
And he kissed me on the forehead to round his eyes properly.
A light kiss. It's more like a kiss when parents put their children to sleep than a couple.
This was unexpected. When Mary was stunned, Addy left all the time and hung a futon on the sleaze and Mary. No heart or his cheeks are red, I'm sure the kiss is illuminating right now.
When I finished getting ready so quickly, I thanked him again in front of the door.
"Well, then, good night"
I don't think the word is a couple's bedtime greeting.
You called me Mary and she looked like a husband, but you're going back to being a squire as soon as possible.
That's why Mary doesn't even hide the loose look.
"Good night, Addy. I love you."
I deliberately said hello to my superior bedtime and dropped off the hindsight as I walked out of the room.