Aobara-hime no Yarinaoshi Kakumeiki

The fluffy aroma of tea tickles the nasal cavity.

Lift your favorite cup and put your lips on. With the flow of relaxation, the rich taste also flows from mouth to throat.

It was an elegant afternoon, and Madam Fourier smiled.

The Chief Woman's day is busy.

While giving instructions to Anni and Martha, the samurai with Alicia, she herself gives lessons on the sagging of the lady to the young Princess Alicia. On behalf of the deceased queen, while dealing with various guests visiting the castle as a substitute for the castle's mistress. In the free time, the women working in the castle are managed.

That's how she's powdering herself up and exhausting herself, the only thing she can relax about is her afternoon tea time.

(Peace be upon us today... Well, unless the samurai wander around the auxiliary room without meaning)

Remembering the young daughters flocking to the auxiliary room in a fashionable way, Madam Fourier frowned slightly.

Nevertheless, given that they are also here to work in the castle for the purpose of finding a son-in-law, it is also impossible. In addition, a new aide, Clovis Cromwell, was appointed by the princess. All that beauty, that's when an unmarried young man showed up, too. It would also be natural for a young daughter to get tinted.

... Well, let's put that away. You just have to think again about what to do with the Aesthetic Assistant.

Exhaled relieved, Chief Fourier returned the cup to the receptacle.

It's only recently that I've become wholeheartedly lenient like this. Because until a while ago, it was decided that during tee time, "The princess ran away!" Reports jumped in.

The princess escaped. The report was for a long time a source of headaches for the female chief.

Speaking of princesses, a lady representing a nation. In addition, Princess Alicia is an oblivion to Queen Lisbeth, who was also her best friend.

It is my mission to raise Alicia to be a fine lady, both as chief woman and as a daughter entrusted to a friend who died prematurely. Believe me, I've been facing Alicia, Fourier, but maybe she has too many grandmothers.

I hate ceremonies, I run away from studying, and I treat people in roughly incompatible status with the royal family like friends. - The last one, well, it's not like there's any part of it that can be called virtue, but there are other problems.

What the hell am I supposed to do with her? That's when Fourier also wanted to make a weak noise. Suddenly, the princess changed.

The turning point was the Ealdar visitors' consolation ceremony the day after Princess Alicia fell asleep with a fever. Suddenly offering to attend, what an aide she had nominated there with herself, and even more enthusiastically, starting the next day, to enter her studies.

Like so much change, the chief woman doubted her eyes. I thought it was a princess's prank. But it wasn't. I was reborn. The only change that I could say was that happened to Princess Alicia.

(What kind of change in your mood has occurred…. But now, Master Lisbeth will be relieved in heaven)

Leaving himself loose on the couch, Fourier closes his eye lid satisfactorily.

Whatever it is, it's a relief. Princess Alicia is a good geologist. As long as you motivate me, I can get enough of my previous delays back. As well as studying, your taste as a lady in public will be well worn.

You don't have to lift your eyes and chase her around like you've done before.

(... yeah, right. You don't even go after the princess anymore)

When he realized that, only a few pieces, he felt lonely.

I see. I thought that was it, I have something on my chest. Perhaps that's just like holding on to my growing child. Joy and loneliness mix oddly with conflicting feelings.

(Before the fever, when Alicia escaped. If I had known that was the last time, I would have taken a little more time and chased after Dear Alicia dearly)

Fool, the chief woman laughs small.

A little loneliness is remembered, and the Princess is happy to grow. From now on, let's support her and lead her on.

That's how Chief Fourier smiled.

- Of, but.

"You shouldn't, you guys. Stand up and talk like that."

When I get back to work after tea time, the samurai gather for fun and talk. Also, is it thriving on the subject of this one's assistant aesthetic? When they hung up with that in mind, they looked back smiling.

"Oh. Won't the chief go looking for her?

"Us, it's been kind of a long time since I've woken up"

"Wait. What are you talking about?

If you have a bad feeling and ask, the samurai look at each other happily. Then they answered, speaking together and amicably.

"Alicia has escaped, Madam Fourier."

It is a little further that a time of peace will come for Madam Fourier.