First I went back to my private room,

"What shall we do? I can't get out in public without Mimosa? Does that mean it's okay not to attend today's gala?

And I took it very positively.

"You can't do that. Don't worry, let's take a good look at reality"

My reality-escaping remarks were suddenly defeated by Dahlia's, eye-less smile and sharp scratch.

"Haaay."

Yep, and I sat in front of the dresser while pointing my lips, but I don't know what to do. No, there's a narrative about not knowing. If it's okay with my textile makeup, I can do it right, but on the day I went socializing like that. Ah, 'The Duchess was a pussy plain kid after all. Oh, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho It's such a shame on the Duke's house. Shame on you.

Because the compliments so far are built on the special makeup of mimosas and the unparalleled good taste!

But we don't have time to squirm forever.

I had no choice but to take the brush and comb the strawberry blonde that Mimosa loves every day. How carefully do you take care of shine even when I comb it! Thanks for every day, Mimosa! He's gone (no, he's just resting). Plus, he knows how hard Mimosa tastes!

Or something. I'm moving my hand even as I manage to immerse myself in unsolicited sentiments.

Concon con.

and lightly the door to the room was knocked.

Lotus picked you up already, even though you're not ready yet? Or did your mother-in-law raid you that couldn't wait?

Either way, it wasn't a reminder. When I turned to Dahlia, she smiled back and opened the door.

Then.

"" "" Ma'am, let's get ready!!

From the open door, the usual delightful Esther squad turned up.

The samurai (I want Esther) thumbs up uniformly wondering if they've come into the room, aligned with a good smile. I'm laughing refreshingly for nothing.

To the aura of the samurai smiles, uh, what, is this going to screw up now?! and it was me with a slight hip pull,

"We don't have time to be polishing today, so you're going on a shorter course!

"Hi, ma'am! Let's start with some cha-char water."

"I will prepare dresses and decorations."

"It's okay! I'm getting all the instructions from Mimosa! Ma'am, you just have to do what we say ~"

and the association play was great, first of all to the two samurai, I was taken to Yukan. I was pompous. I totally do, but I remain. The one left is infiltrating the clothing room, and he just seems to be picking out the dress he wants. The other is waiting in front of the dresser with a brush excited in one hand. Well, it's the usual landscape, isn't it?

I'd rather leave it to the samurai than do it myself, and above all, I'm relieved that they have instructions from Mimosa. This place is a big ship!

When I quickly got back to the room with some hot water, the dress and decorations were already available.

This time, happiness or unhappiness, we didn't even have time to prepare, so the dress is decided to wear what was available in the clothing room.

"As Mimosa's will suggests, we made it a bright color!

"No, because he's alive! Because the will is different!

When I saw the dress available to the blurry samurai, it was a lovely one with lots of bright orange, large and small white flowers on the chest. The collar trim is quite boldly empty in design, but thanks to the floral markings, the burrito tulpeta is deluded. That's mimosa, there's no hiding!

And beside the dress sits the ruby necklace and ear decorations of that super luxury item, given to me by my stepmother.

It's too fancy to look at over and over and tremble. At the root, I think it's a small sentence for a common daughter-in-law to a cat and a pearl for a pig.

Well, let's close our eyes because we think this is filial too. If I close my eyes, at the end, I'm going to pass out.

Well, aside from that.

The ladies on the quick placement helped me put on the dress.

Soon afterwards it will be handed over to the samurai who was waiting in front of the dresser. Best regards for your special makeup today!

It's a platter today, so you can't have thin makeup as usual. You have to transform someone else with perfect makeup just to fit the dress.

Hey, no, it's pretty depressing. This is the carp on the slab, the viola in front of the dresser.

I was sitting there for the most part ready to be painted, just in case, not overlapping the paint, but the sausage and basement were over. Colour painting...... and even eye makeup and lipstick are crisp over.

"Yes, ma'am! The makeup is done!

If you notice, the makeup is over.

The makeup time ended lighter than I thought. Either that or it was finally working fast, is it ok?!

The makeup was so quickly over that I clapped it out that I remained slightly worried that

"No, it's over lightly, is it okay??

and asked the samurai,

"It's a monkey! You don't have to take the time because the material is good, I envy you! And you're right from Mimosa, so perfect!

What I've taken out with the sound effect of "bye-bye" is a piece of paper with some detailed instructions. What a descriptive diagram included.

"This is all Mimosa wrote with obsession."

"Yeah, it's coming through."

If you look at that you receive, you are directing my makeup slightly and finely. Is this any closer to obsession or resentment?... all the while, I'm surprised I got too disturbed.

And there it is: 'It doesn't get that thick! Don't deceive me! Take advantage of the material!' It said that the instructions were huge.

"The material is me (this), so the sauce has to stick together."

If I crush it,

"You can be light because the material is your wife!

and corrected by the samurai. I don't know why.

Yeah, but I'm sure you mean the material has improved thanks to your usual efforts (Esther)? Yeah, it must be! You're all humble, so you won't be ungrateful! That's right, that's right, I'm convinced.

When you're done with your makeup, your hair is tied next.

I can see another samurai baton touched from a makeup samurai, a good smile over the mirror.

"Let the hair be half-upped - let the upper part have a volume - and the decorations be fresh flowers -"

And she's a samurai who seems to have more fun than her usual mimosa.

"Fresh flowers?"

"Yes! Ma'am, this is the flower you planted in the garden the other day. Because it's blooming so beautifully, it's Mimosa's only hope, so Berris brought it to me earlier."

That's what you said and showed me over the mirror, isn't that the flower your husband bought for you! The pink ones of the three plants are adorable enough because they don't fit today's outfit, the red and white flowers are picked, and they are carefully drained and arranged on the tray. This won't even shrivel for a long party. That's Bellis, with all the detail and fine art glowing! You've got more delicate attention than I do... Yeah, definitely snag, so don't you dare worry about it!

"You'd be cute if you scattered it in your hair!

"Yes, very much! Let's tie it up nicely. It's not as good as mimosa, but even I'm a kid who can do it ~"

That's what the samurai said, she started messing with my hair.

After a while like that.

Hairstyles are complete and decorations have been worn to complete The Duchess of Fisaris!

Should it be called complete transformation?

"Yikes! She's such a wonderful wife today!"

"Yeah, yeah! You're the proud wife of the Duke's (our) house!

"I'm afraid I can't show it to my husband!

"Ha-ha-ha. Mimosa, you'll regret it."

I won't even cut the words of praise for the samurai, but privately I'm a little worried about thinner makeup than usual.

"Um. Are you making it feel okay to go out in public?

Speaking of nasty,

"Hehe. Ma'am, why don't you take a look in the mirror?

Nice job, how about a cup after this. Dahlia took me to where I looked, not the ladies who were thriving.

What you see there was me, perfectly transformed as usual.

Since this is not a night club, shall I say 'Under the Sun, Healthy Bright Young Lady Version'? The orange dress looks healthy and good.

"Ooh! You're doing what you always do!

When I'm impressed and looking in the mirror,

"Let's just say it's the way it always is, and that's your wife."

Dahlia's laughing bitterly, but that's a compliment. It's a social decree. I really don't take it.

This would be okay to get out in front of people!

"If you have time, I'm going to show my face to Mimosa and show you this before I go, what do you say?

I wanted Mimosa to see the outfit because of it, and I knew I was worried about my health, so I asked Dahlia.

"I think it's good. I still have a little extra time. - Um, ma'am."

"What?"

"It's Mimosa's health."

I got a quick understanding, but Dahlia's been cutting out about Mimosa's health.

"Has the doctor come yet?

"Yes, I saw you while your wife was supporting you, but apparently it's an evil obstacle"

"One, evil obstruction?! Really?"

Mimosa said she's a baby?! Yikes!!...... eh ~ kohon, I've thrived on my own.

"Yes."

"What a congratulations!! Glad to hear it! I stopped attending the party like this, and we all celebrated. How much? What!

"It won't!

"Oh, I knew it?

The attempt to cancel the party at Dosamagi was lightly rejected. Yikes.

Dahlia grinned bitterly at me for being slightly or grumpy.

"So I need to talk to you a little bit -"

And I cut it out.

Dalia said that she wouldn't be able to keep up with me because she would be ill for a while. And tranquilizing at my parents' house also meant that Mimosa's parents run a clothes store in a common neighborhood, and I can't slow down when Mimosa returns because I work for both my parents.

"Then as always, you should be at the Duke's house (here). It comes with a three-meal nap, and it's more disturbing to me that I was doing a job that I could do depending on my physical condition.

"I'd appreciate it if you said so."

Dahlia was relieved. You must have been worried about Mimosa being Dahlia.

"Let's check with Mimosa."

"Yes."

Me and Dahlia headed to Mimosas' private room on the third floor.

The third floor, the servant's private room floor.

When I knocked lightly on Mimosa and Bellis' room and waited for a reply to open the door, Mimosa was lying on her own bed.

Soon Bellis will be sitting beside the bed. It's like a guardian statue. If you're going to be humbled, you're going to have a relentless Blizzard attack! Oh, no?

"Mimosa, how are you feeling?

If you look me in the face,

"Well, ma'am! I need you to get to this place!

and was quickly seized by Bellis where he tried to get up in surprise.

"I'm sorry to surprise you. You can stay asleep. Look, how's it going? I'm here to show you if you can transform properly."

Having said that, I tried to rotate around on the spot to show my outfit.

"It's lovely today! Ku, I wanted to......!

Look at me, it was a mimosa that sparkled my eyes, but I'm biting the futon with regret when I realize haha. Yeah, Mimosa loves decorating me, huh!

My cheeks remain loose on such mimosas and the information Dahlia just gave me.

"Is this okay if I go to a party?

"Of course you are! Because no one is more than your wife!!

I got a tattoo of mimosa.

"I'm sorry about today, but I'll ask you next time. Yeah, well, I hope the obstruction settles soon!

"Oh, ma'am..."

Mimosa is bright red in my words. Change your expression when you twirl, you're busy!

"Happy birthday, Mimosa!! As far as I'm concerned, I'd like Mimosa to stay on my side as always, but how's Mimosa? You want to go home?

I asked Mimosa, recalling my earlier interaction with Dahlia.

"I, too, would like to be by your wife's side..."

Where does my usual energy go, I lay my eyes down and grip the futon all the time. Mimosa today has a bad tooth cut.

"Oh, then I want you here. I don't care who I talk to. Don't push me, okay?

"Really?!

A mimosa that sparkled my face all the way into my words.

"Mochi! Oh, hey, because I'm gonna ask someone else to give me the courtesy of garden tease! Plus ask for some other sudden hair makeup, because I won't let you force it!! haha ~"

"Naturally."

Am I the one who makes it impossible when I think about it? I felt cold air coming from next door to Mimosa, so let me quickly add.

Danger. Danger. Blizzard almost hit me.

"Well, we'll talk about this when we get back. I'm going to the palace for now..."

"Don't turn down the tension in that place, you're not going!! Good luck!!

Mimosa dropped me off and I headed to the entrance to get to the palace.