Can Someone Please Explain This Situation

Even the next day, I was dressed and strained to move all over the mansion.

But me, what can I say for myself? I think you're starting to look more like a 'samurai' or a 'servant' than a 'celebrity wife' ~. But it's fine because it's fun!

Today I went out into the garden with Dahlia in an attempt to change the decorative flowers. I wandered around the garden looking for Beris, the gardener, to hear flowers suitable for what I wanted, and sometime I went out to a place I'd never been before.

Whatever the case, the Duke's garden is huge.

I'm afraid I'm going to get lost one day. As serious as I am about whether I should have an emergency meal in case of a shipwreck when I go out in the garden alone!

Whoa, I missed the point.

It's a huge garden, so it's impossible to figure it all out in a week or so.

That was a corner hidden in the wood or a little bush.

You can't see well from the direction of the main building.

There is a small pond and a small but spicy building built by it. The pond has a water wheel, streams are running out, and it looks like a little out-of-house. Shall I call it a small house in the country? I can still cry prettier than my parents though.

There is a wood deck facing the pond, where parasols and sofas are placed.

Two shadows I found there.

Not to be found over there, me and Dahlia hid themselves in a slightly shorter bush. And I picked up a branch that was falling below, still leafy, camouflaged it and gently peered over from the top of the bush.

The shadows I found were from my husband and woman.

"I feel like I've become a spy."

I woke up and told Dahlia,

"Isn't this a teething turtle?

Dahlia twinkling with pussy. Let's just say we didn't hear it.

"Hey, that building is a separate building, and that woman is better, Master Calendula?

Next to me, I asked Daria, who was camouflaging branches just like me, diving her voice.

"Yes, sir."

Like before, cold air has drifted from Dahlia again, but let's decide we didn't notice. I don't want my face to turn sideways because it's horrible!

Me and Dahlia, we're camouflaging branches on our heads to observe the two of us. I mean, I'm still intrigued and peeking. I hate Dahlia.

I don't know what we're snooping at, and my husband and Calendula are getting along.

"Master Calendula is such a luscious beauty ~! Is it called Boncubon? I'm so proud of you. Your face is beautiful too ~"

"Well, if you're my husband, Master Calendula will be knee-pillowing you!

"It's like a cat"

"Master Calendula is spoiling her husband, isn't she? Whoa! He's combing his hair or something!

Me live how the two of you look with one lurking voice.

"Since you are about four years older than your husband, aren't you being treated like a pretty little brother?"

To my reality, Dahlia said in a throwing way. I was concerned about that word and once I interrupted the observation I saw Dahlia.

"Oh, was Master Calendula old?

"Yeah. He said he did get 28."

"Really? My husband prefers his sister."

"Come on, what do you say?

said Dalia to throw again. If you prefer a beautiful sister, you'll only look like a kid when you're six years younger, like me. Besides, it's a long way from Bon Cubon. Exactly Out of the Eye!

While I talk to Dahlia and Kosokoso, I observe exactly how you two are doing.

But well, I don't know.

Looking at it objectively, it looks like 'cats get hairy' ~.

Sir, a big, hairy cat...... puffy!!

"Sir, cat attribute?

"Huh?"

"Look, it's sweet, on a whim"

Strange because that's how you look like a big cat.

"I wasn't like that before..."

Dahlia snapped with a distant eye.

"Oh, you said it wasn't the same before?

What does that mean?

"Yes, I was eagerly studied with my predecessors from a young age, and my predecessors were strictly adamant, as I stand bearing the future Duke's house as the only son of the Duke's family"

"Hmm. That's a common story."

"And by the time I was a boy, I'd already expected a sign of reliance and from everyone."

"Hmm."

"Since I met you, I've been completely fuzzy."

Sir, I treat you like a fluke. Puppy. Urge the mouth that is about to blow to continue with your eyes as you hold it down with your own hands.

"Until then, I would have been raised without being spoiled by anyone, and cared for as a person standing on the Duke's back. I met her, and she accepted herself, not the Duke's Son, and she knew the joy of sweetening herself, without straining her shoulders, and drowned in it."

"Oh."

You mean the recoil was intense for being strictly disciplined.

"I wish you'd let me work just a little bit of reason there,"

It's a shame that I drowned, Daria continued.

You were.

Sursis Boy (No. Is he a youth?), you've been boned by older inclusiveness!

"You were vagrant dancers. We also hear a lot of glossy stories. It was easy to grab the heart of a beginner boy who knew nothing because he was such a warrior."

"And to this day, right? Even so, it's been going on for a long time ~"

Sure it's been six years? Such a person would be easy to heat and cool.

"I guess the more you disagree around you, the more you burn."

I see, indeed.

"I see. But it seems very friendly from what you've seen, so let's relax."

"Huh?! Is that okay with your wife?!

This is Dahlia, who looks out for surprises at my remarks.

"Yeah, that's what we're talking about, and I don't have feelings for my husband myself."

Here, it's important.

My husband and I are a couple on contract without romantic feelings!

"Again, sir, could you keep your hands on me?"

Daria, who seems to regret it.

"Don't worry, I'll be decent externally? Besides, I'm starting to enjoy living here with everyone, so you don't have to be without your husband, do you?

"I feel that's a little off direction, but thank you"

Dahlia laughs bitterly.

"That's right. Well, it's time to go find Bellis. I totally sold the oil."

Having said that, we walked away from the separate building, sitting back for a while and erasing the signs.

The huge gap between the husband I saw here and the husband outside (hearsay only)! Oh, I don't gap adorable or anything, do I?