Can Someone Please Explain This Situation

It's been a month since the actual task force was thrown on the front line and started a full battle.

In the meantime, as always, your sister will tell you about the state of the war and the situation on the ground. Apparently, it's in our country's favor, and they're coming to the point where one more push,

By the way, he says since the extermination of one squadron in the example, he has solemnly launched an operation at the operational headquarters, transferring it to execution, and if he makes a mistake, it no longer seems to be rampant.

Commanders running wild is a good nuisance for your men, isn't it? I am very worried that Master Ulidaris is suffering from hard work, baldness scattering and stomach pain again.

And finally, the victory of the Fleur kingdom brought the news to the king's capital that the curtain had come to this barren battle.

Of course, below my husband, I was told at the same time that the knights of the Secret Service Division were fine without injury, so along with my righteous parents and servants, I grated my chest too.

I tend to forget that when I was in the king's capital, Rosia, the country was at war because I was away from the front line, and yet the Fleur army was fighting a push and push all the time. That's as usual.

"One month in preparation, one month in action, two months in total? This was another amazing short-term showdown."

You say it like your father-in-law was impressed.

I do think it would have taken a little longer in the last skirmish. This is the one that caused the example wedding to be postponed. I've put it out for you many times, but that's only because the most recent battle you can compare and control is sole, and it's not fair that you have something else stretched out at your roots!... and well, that's for the record.

"Right. I'm sure he was prepared for it."

My mother-in-law is impressed, too.

"If the battle prolongs, the injuries will increase and the national treasury will be exhausted, so I'm glad it was a short showdown, right? My husband and his men are safe."

"That's true. They'll do some more post-war processing later, so I guess it's another month before those guys come back over here, or so. The other soldiers in action will be back in turn."

They say the troops in action are going late and going home early. I just want to say where the executive is, because for the minute he fights with his body up, he needs to heal his injuries or recover his health.

"Postwar processing? Isn't that for Sergeant Soldier and Civilian?

Your mother-in-law is listening back to your father-in-law's words.

To me, I'm just asking in silence because it's refreshing to know who's going to do what's going to happen after the war.

From this time on, there's too much I don't know.

You mean the ritual, or the color of the knight's uniform?

It's something you don't have to know that it stays a pull, but when you get dragged out into public so often, you can no longer say, "I didn't know, aha!" You can't be sorry, can you? Shit. Pumpkin, and I have a feeling I'm going to have to study something I'm not even interested in. It's because Lotus' eyes glowed "Kieran," isn't it?

If you pretend you don't notice such Lotus and listen to your father-in-law again,

"Sir of the army and the head of the secret service, the deputy head of the regiment, will be present. Since His Majesty the King never bothers to go out, His Majesty's prime minister and a few consuls and civilians will do the basic thing."

Your father-in-law politely explained.

"Yes, it was."

"Really?"

My mother-in-law and I would rather deal with the end of the war than hear it for the first time.

After hearing the end of the war, successive soldiers returned to the king's capital. Looking at the Triumph Parade, you're all in a dark green uniform, so, as my father-in-law said, it looks like you're all in the actual work force.

Six months after that again.

"Captain Fisaris, all of the following Secret Service divisions are scheduled to make a triumph to Wang Du today"

Killah!

I felt that your sister's beautiful hair was brilliant at the same time that she stated her mouth.

After breakfast, where I was enjoying the refreshing tea of the morning, the royal palace informed me that you had used it. When I went to the entrance with Dahlia, there was a sister with silver thread hair as a royal palace. And I announced my husbands' triumph.

Oh? I told you about your father-in-law that it would take a month to process the end of the war? It's only half a month, right?

"Thank you for your service all the time. But isn't your husband too busy handling the end of the war to come home yet?

If you hit your sister with a question,

"The captain and the deputy captain decided to just do what they could and cut it up early. Both of you wanted to go home soon."

And your sister explained it to me. Because I want to go home soon! And even Master Ulidaris?! No, yeah, I think Master Ulidaris wants to go home early, I don't want to know, but I do.

"Is that okay?

I was surprised at the way your husband and Master Ulidaris thought too freedomly. If I ask your sister,

"That's okay ~! It's just something that the civilians handle after all. He wants to go home if he has time to be with you. You've been out a long time now, more than a real team than a civilian here! Hey, ho! I'm sorry, Ma'am!

Sister, you really smashed it. There's no alcohol in it, is there? But I said, "Aha!" I laugh and delude. That smile is nice, so I decide not to ask!!

"No! Thank you for your work and hard work! We have heard that there has been a victory in this short period of time because the Secret Service Division has done its job well. Please take your time after this."

"Thank you, ma'am"

To my formal labor, my sister, who returns it with the courtesy of a knight. Tomorrow, you will join your husbands and go to the Royal Palace for a triumph report. Take your time off today!

"It's been a long time since my husband's been home. Two and a half months? You felt your husband's presence even though he was reasonably long absent... Tourist information, letters boasting of your territory, and encrypted deliveries."

"You're right."

Lotus is smiling bitterly.

After your sister left, we returned to the salon to urgently convene a round table to welcome her husband.

Lotus and Dahlia, and the servants. Mimosa is pushing herself into the room because she's not feeling well today. I then pasted the bellis. Don't force yourself to move and be physically handicapped!

"What do you plan to do when you get back?

With that in mind, we have to get ready for this one too. If you ask Lotus, who has all the information, about your future plans,

"Yes, first with that leg that is returned to the king's capital, you will be entered into the palace. I will report the triumph on the spot, and it will be a working dinner party as usual..."

Hard to say. Lotus mumbled. It's normal for a normal person, but my husband doesn't act normal lately, so hey. So you must have mouthed it.

"... I did get a collective boycott of that dinner party for my last business trip, didn't I, sir and the knights?"

You said you were exhausted or something and you didn't attend the dinner party, but you came back full of energy. You put off the labor dinner party then, didn't you? Everybody do.

But my husband thought he was coming home late at night. Everyone at the Mansion below me panicked for my husband's early return. No, that's when my husband went to Callum.

"Yes, so I suppose that's expected again this time"

Closed his eyes and gave up, Lotus said with his face.

"Death Yoney"

I think so too.

But we're not who we were before. I'm learning every day! The last experience was immediate feedback. And they are servants who evolve further!

"Because I want to go home soon" is enough people to just pull off the scene, so this time, "I'm tired, I'll see you later! I think I'm going to boycott you by saying," or something. That's about it, isn't it? Though it is Cowaii I can imagine.

"As it is, well, we have to assume a lot of things here, sir, and we have to have a shift."

"You're right."

It's a big, big Lotus.

"Sir, it's been too long since I've shifted and I'm worried my head will follow. I need to think about it for a second."

I close my eyes and try to simulate them in my head.

The best pattern is that my husband comes to a labor dinner party - comes home exhausted - welcomes - good night. This is it, right?

And there's a good chance you're expecting a dinner party boycott - dinner at home - good night. Eighty percent, this is expected.

The worst pattern is that my husband and his men boycott dinner parties and slip into us - of which, epilepsy - me and my family are exhausted. It's not a battle, so you're raiding me, and I'm going to clear my heart. This is the case. Let's hope this doesn't happen.

And well, like that.

When I opened my eyes, I thought about doing things from the first best pattern.

"Dahlia, I need to clean your husband's room first. You're going to be tired, so I want you to feel better."

"Yes, we clean your husband's room every day, too, but let's do it again thoroughly"

Dahlia said with a smile. So here's the pattern: I'll step up about the meal so you don't panic like last time.

"Have Caltum ready to prepare a full meal at any time."

"Of course you are"

I saw Dahlia shrug again, so the next one is the last pattern. Probably not, but just in case, because they're people who do things that exceed expectations.

"Just in case, should I also think about when all my men are around and plant alcohol and snacks or something?

Dear Secret Service Division, you seem to like to get screwed by your husband for something.

"Let's have that too. It's possible."

Lotus sighed and affirmed. Then after that, it's about staffing. Think about that then.

So is this about it ready for you?

"Then let's do it right by the time you get home. If you're relaxed, your husband will be back!

When I said that, the servants immediately disappeared into their own quarters.

"I wonder what will happen tomorrow, even if this is enough to prepare my husband for his pick-up?

Surely when it came to my parents' father, there was a ritual called "Return Rite". And all nobles were required to participate, right?

Perhaps the 'Return Rite' will be held after tomorrow. My husband was absent last time, so my father-in-law came out as a nominee, but this time I have a husband, so no one from the Duke's house should join me? Or will your father-in-law join you as a nominee again? Or is it just a big hole where I get dragged out or something?!... I just want you to give me a break. Anyway, the Fisaris family is set to sit in first class after the royal family. What do you do with a plain kid like me sitting in a place like that, it's a good shame.

Once you confirm with Lotus your plans starting tomorrow,

"Depending on the time of your return today, there will be a 'Return Ritual' tomorrow or the day after"

"Hmm."

"And after the ritual there will be a 'feast of consolation'"

"Oh my goodness. Is the party set again?!

"Yes, it is"

"Again? I don't think I have to make it into a set ~. Another party..."

I'm sick and tired of sinking into the couch for another inevitable party. I put on special makeup again, plenty of decoration, and mimosas are exciting...... oh?!

When my consciousness flew that far, my thoughts stopped at Mimosa's.

Mimosas are badly obstructed these days and are often caged in their own rooms. You can't wake up a mimosa in that condition and make me do my special makeup, you bastard!

to me solidified for a moment,

"What's wrong?

Dahlia has spoken up.

"Uh, yeah, when you were at the party, Mimosa always worked hard on your special makeup and decorations, didn't she? But I can't rely on Mimosa for a while, so I was wondering what happened. Oh, everyone in Esther's squad, will you do it instead? If you don't transform, it's too plain, because I, I can't get out in public! Oh, should I take a break from socializing while Mimosa's off?

Oh, nice idea while I'm at it! I thought,

"You can't do that"

Piscilli, and Dahlia cut me. Soudesca. Soudescyonay.

"Really?"

"Yes, I thought your wife would say so, and I'm arranging a helper"

Calm Lotus shows a sharp reading. Huh...... were you read, help?!

"Help?!

When I raise my bare voice,

"That's right. I am ashamed to call my daughter back."

Dahlia told me pale. Really? Is your helper Dahlia's Wagamsme - and, yeah?! Is that Dahlia's daughter?! Dahlia's daughter means she's also Caltum's daughter! Is that obvious?

According to my mother-in-law, I thought you were a maid of honor in the royal palace.

If you're surprised and look at Dahlia twice,

"We're going to be taking care of your wife around you for a while until Mimosa's health stabilizes. This is also part of my training as a samurai, would you mind?

That's how you explained it. Really? Is that part of the training?

"Nice and nothing, I'm so tense right now! I'm happy to welcome you!

"I'll be at the Duke's tomorrow, thank you very much."

Dahlia was in awe and broke her hips deeply.

It was me, more distracted by Dahlia's daughter than by the party.

... Is that it? Did they make you no good?