Can Someone Please Explain This Situation

"If it's not time to leave, we really won't be able to make it"

Only pale, Lotus further urges her husband not to move.

"But you can't just leave me like this. You look pale, even after you calm down a little bit."

Still sticky husband.

"But wasn't today an important meeting?

That's Lotus. I also know my husband's schedule well.

……

Husband kneeling by the bedside and holding my hand. Neither my husband nor Guru seems to make any noise when they bring up an important meeting. It is strictly forbidden to be late for important meetings! As a sociopath!

"... ok. But report the capsule."

My husband is looking at me like I'm a little unfaithful.

No, smitten. It's not as big as a container. Me being uncomfortable and a little smaller in my futon.

"Yes, sir."

With all due respect, Lotus, my husband shook one thing, and then he shook my hand again, which he still held as he turned toward me.

"I will go, but come back as soon as possible. Until then, please remain at rest. Dahlia, if your body seems to change, call a doctor."

I've been laughing at you while you seem worried.

"Yes, sir."

"Yes, sir."

And finally he let go of my hand. My husband received his uniform jacket from the samurai with his husband and quickly wore it.

"Now, stay still"

I pressed again before leaving the room with Lotus.

"Phew ~ ~. There he is, I"

My husband left, and it's me out of a lot of strength, but my stomach ache hasn't healed yet.

"Mimosa will be back soon. It's been a while."

That's what Dahlia says. She gently strokes my stomach area.

"I should have guessed the number of plates. Madam, I'm sorry to bother you."

It's still a callum that stays sober.

"I wish I had distracted you, too. Sorry, sir."

Dahlia also lowers her brow butt and says sorry. It's time for the couple to keep their heads down, because I'm the one who couldn't work hard!

"No, no.... I would."

I want to talk, but I can't.

"Don't talk to your wife anymore, because you're fine!

Dahlia hastily stopped pushing.

Just then. The door was knocked busily and the bulk and mimosa came in. I have a cup with green juice in my hand. It's been crushing the herbs for me. We didn't have time to fry it, so this is enough as a first aid.

"Thank you for waiting!! Ma'am, get this quick!

That's what I'm going to say. I'm going to hand you a cup with medicine juice, but it's pretty much leaning green. Deep green? It's drooling, and my nose is going to mahi on the thick blue odor mixed with several different herbs. Drinking this will make it easier. But it's never a tasty substitute. I don't want to drink it if possible. But there's nothing I can do to make it easier.... I almost looped it. I almost broke my heart that fighting intestinal terrorism would be better if I drank this... but when I looked up, I ran into everyone's serious nagging, so I managed to get in the mood.

Caused by mimosas, I had my back filled with cushions to get there too, and I drank the medicine juice all at once.

Mints and lemons worked, and it didn't taste any worse than I thought. I'm sure Mimosa and Bellis have engineered it to make it easier to drink. Thank you.

I drank it and the mint worked perfectly and my stomach area became refreshed. I still have abdominal pain, but my stomach constriction is going to fit right in. Here.

"Ahhh... Thanks. It's a little easier now."

I can now talk smoother than I did earlier.

"Huh! Good for you!! Let me give you a massage that will make your stomach feel a little easier like this"

Mimosa that breaks face from peace of mind. When I said that, I started pushing my back bump all the time.

"Ah, it works!"

Just around the back of my stomach. Kimochiyasu.

"Thank you for making it easier. I won't be resting in a little while. I'll have the juice again before lunch."

Is Dahlia relieved, too, back to her normal face?

"Yes, thank you"

"Take your time here no more today"

"I can't digest without moving. Can I go out to your garden when I'm settled?

That's what you said to me, Daria, who looked sinister again.

…… Please don't push me. "

My wife reluctantly agreed with the sigh of giving up. Well, I'm in the middle of an overeating gastronomy, so I'm sorry to go to sleep.

"I won't. Just plant new flowers."

I won't run around! I don't do anything that makes my flank hurt like that, I thought you said that. If you look upwards at Dahlia, who has the face of giving up.

"Okay. Mimosa, give me a favor."

Mmm, aren't you trusted? Dahlia is staring at Mimosa.

"Yes! Of course!

It was a mimosa that shook its neck wide and vertically to meet Dahlia's expectations.

When I lay down for a while and fell asleep, my abdominal pain was clean and refreshing when I woke up. I still feel bloated, but if it doesn't hurt, no problem!

"Are you awake? What about the pain?

Dahlia, who noticed that I woke up, approached me to see how things were going in detail.

"Yeah, I'm totally out of pain. Thanks."

No more stiffness from the pain, and it's neat. It's a little stiff though.

"I'll bring you some more medicinal water if you get some rest. What will you do for lunch?

Now that I have time, it looks like you're going to have something fried. It's like tea, so I'm glad it's a lot easier to drink than a raw pill and don't decide not to be prepared to need it.

"I'll stop for lunch. Why don't we have a snack instead?"

"Yes, sir."

With that said, Dahlia left the room to give a lot of instructions.

I drank the medicinal water and then changed into dressing and went out to the garden. Work hard today to promote digestion too! I follow Berris's instructions to pull weeds and plant flowers. In the Garden (Territory), Demon King (Bellis) is at the top of the hierarchy! Planting something unplanned somewhere unplanned will piss you off. I've stopped arranging it on my own because I know it would be a great harmonious garden if I did as I was instructed. I'll do whatever I want to plant properly there because I got a little space dedicated to me.

I'm also hungry after a while. Just when Bellis,

"It's time for a break. Will your wife and Mimosa go to dinner?

He just told me.

"Well, it's time to open up today. I'd be in trouble if my husband came home early."

I stood up and wore dirt on my knees and skirts. Snacks will also be available for dining (it's servant dining, of course), and I'll stop taking breaks in the garden today.

"Bellis' share of tea is available at the greenhouse table. Ma'am, let's go back."

That's what Mimosa urged me to go to the main house.

The servant dining was just overlapping with the samurai's break, thoughtfully brewing tea in her cup and pinching tea contract treats.

"Ma'am, are you okay now?

"I don't really want to push you, I was wondering if you'd like to leave me"

"That's right ~"

etc. The samurai spoke to me relieved to see me resurrected.

"Thank you for your concern! It's okay now, I'm sorry."

While I answered that, I also got to my seat where snacks were available.

"You must have been tired since yesterday."

"Perhaps so ~"

Yeah. There's that, too, I'm sure. Mentally and physically tired. That quality and quantity there! (Mainly quality) The presence of my husband combined, I gave in to terrorism! I'm stuffed with snacks with a nod to a lot of thought-provoking verses.

"Speaking of yesterday, it was rough on you."

A samurai who was on duty in a separate building yesterday said with her eyes closed.

"Yeah, yeah, I guess it's because my husband suddenly told me he was staying at the main house"

"That's right."

"Since dinner's here every day, you won't be upset."

"I don't know if you're following me, but you've always had wrinkles between your eyebrows lately."

"You should have been so obsessed with your beauty. You'll definitely get more wrinkles if you stay that way."

"The dress, the jewels, they don't seem to be getting any new these days, if you like?

"That's all I have, so you don't need it anymore."

"Come on?"

Not only will the samurai with her husband come to talk to the other samurai. Until then, it was me who was focused on eating just listening in silence.

"My husband and his girlfriend, they're having a fight, right?

I put something in my mouth that I've always cared about.

Then,

"" "To? No?" "

The ladies with husbands said with a pompous face.

"Alama. Then why are they eating dinner here every day?

Tilt your little neck and think.

If it wasn't a fight, what the hell was it?