The Otto family mansion of the Imperial nobility was a splendid one.
Seeing its splendor, its grandeur, Fiona is losing her word.
"............... Ooh, is this a castle?
"It's not a castle. The castle is bigger."
"So, but something's amazing. It's surrounded by walls, and there's a big gate."
"We don't have walls or gates."
Certainly our house was quite a big mansion, but not any magnificence like this Otto house.
That mansion itself, in the first place, just gave way to a separate residence of a merchant I knew, something of architectural style that was hundreds of years old.
Additionally, its owner, Sage, has not been interested in avant-garde architecture or magnificent interiors, and has not taken much care of renovations in recent decades.
Chloe said that from the villagers at the foot (foot),
"They think it's a witch's hall or an evil Negi castle"
That was it.
The point was that it was a research-only facility with no glamour or beauty for girls to admire.
In fact, until Fiona was born, it would be nice to be able to sleep and research, and I don't remember using anywhere but the bedroom, the dining room and the experimental building.
Besides, when I was immersed in research, I caged myself in the experimental building, so it was the end of something that I sometimes forgot where my bedroom was and where my dining room was.
I guess research idiots refer to people like me.
"I'd like you to be a little more interested in the storage and living environment."
And it was Chloe who leaked the exhalation.
"Well, Fiona's grown up, too, and I'll be careful in the future."
To make that clear, we were invited to the Otto family butler and went inside the mansion.
The lady who invited us left the guest room saying, "I'm going to get dressed."
It was a disgrace to the Otto family to be able to hold guests with clothes covered in dust and dust.
Then what about me wearing a muddy, dirty robe?
I feel very unsuitable for this magnificent room.
I wonder if it will tarnish this expensive looking couch, or I will shrivel thinking so.
"You also have feelings of reluctance."
"I forgot for hundreds of years, but now I remember."
"This couch looks expensive."
"Yeah, that's probably a special order I made Dwarf's furniture maker. I don't suppose I'll give you ten gold coins."
"You can put mud on it."
"You have no choice. I got dirty in battle."
"Shall I bring you a dressed robe that's in the carriage?
If you try to say "do that," the Countess Otto comes back to the room before that.
She is dressed beautifully.
He wears a dress like the one the noble lady wears.
No, I'm actually a noble lady.
When she came to the room, she smiled like a beauty and said out, "No need to change clothes or anything."
"Of course, we'll get dressed after dinner, but we'll get dressed here. Until then, relax dressed as you are."
"But it's not sneaky to get dirty with mud"
"It's a stain of honor. Because it is the mud that came to me when you saved me. When I can't have a guest from now on, if they ask me about the stain, I will speak proudly. The stain was put on by the hero who saved me."
When she said that, she nodded to me to relax.
I'll be careful not to tarnish the couch.
Meanwhile, the maid Chloe sat a bit like a doll.
No, it's actually a doll.
She should not have entered (programmed) memories, but she surprisingly knows how to be polite in this hand. Is it purchasing knowledge from the books in my study?
I would have liked to hear it if I had the chance, but not now.
It was more of a problem with my daughter getting up on the couch and jumping than that.
Fiona was jumping around on the couch, shuddering, "I've never seen such a fluffy couch before."
Seriously, this doesn't look like I'm wearing one of those words, but Chloe says it's a blur.
"... because you didn't educate them in any way."
"... um, indeed"
It is all over the red face.
When I manage to hold Fiona down, I tell her to tell me.
"Fiona, you can't jump on the couch in people's homes."
She asks with a strange face.
"Why?" -.
At a time like this, the market is only irrational for adults to insist that "I can't do what I can't do," but I didn't want to be such an irresponsible adult.
Teach intellectually with a strict look.
"Because this is not our place. Because it's Countess Otto's house. If Fiona bounces around like that, the couch would hurt, wouldn't it? We have to destroy what belongs to people's homes."
The Countess said, "The child should be a little better," so she followed me, but still I go on.
"I want Fiona to be a fine lady. Fine ladies don't jump while making skirts like that"
"Can't I be your daughter-in-law if I don't become a fine lady?
Fiona asks the boss, "Ugh..."
"Can't be."
To put it all that way, Fiona gives up that ambiguity with "OK".
Stretch your posture perfectly like Chloe's and fix the skirt mess.
Sitting down was like a pottery doll. It was like an aristocratic maid.
Whatever my clothes are, I'm not wearing Fiona's.
Instructs Chloe to prepare the best.
To add further, Fiona, while my daughter, has a good look. If I dressed beautifully in this way and sat like a lady, it would have been enough to work as a nobleman's courtier.
In fact, the children that Mrs. Otto brought in when she came into this room.
There were two girls per boy, but Fiona was not inferior to them at all.
No, my daughter was overwhelmingly cuter if I could put in a parent's hiatus.
With that in mind, Mrs. Otto made the maid make tea and serve it with baked sweets.
Mrs. Otto's children are eating it elegantly.
Meanwhile, Fiona returned to her original child the moment she saw her favorite baked treat.
She threw the confectionery into her mouth on cue and was eating "Mogugugugu" looking delicious.
"I wonder if there will still be a difference in growing up in places like this..."
Leaks exhalation, but that is not exhalation in a negative direction.
Sure, I wanted Fiona to be a lady, but I don't want to be a noble lady.
I preferred my daughter, who smiles and looks delicious like Fiona, to eating as elegantly as the children in front of her.
- I seriously think this is without a parent's hiatus.