Drop!! ～A Tale of the Fragrance Princess～ (WN)

Ronnie couldn't help but wonder why he was here.

The place was one of the rooms in the Imperial Castle that was supposed to have nothing to do with me...... Sylvester's office, to put it mildly.

Even the Pamela Dia family has relaxed on the quite couch that Cordelia brought into the laboratory, but the sofa they are sitting on now seems to be the most comfortable. However, the nervous Ronnie wasn't the first to grasp the comfort of his seat.

Please, don't worry, just relax.

"Hah, hahaha... Thank you for your concern."

Sylvester spoke gracefully in front of him, and Ronnie smiled awkwardly as he sweated coldly in his heart.

(I really don't want you to be polite...!)

This happened five days ago when Sylvester visited the Count of Pamelaia.

As usual, Ronnie was in Cordelia's lab, but suddenly Sylvester, who had been taken to Cordelia, arrived.

Why don't you come to the castle once because I want to talk a little bit about magic?

Ronnie thought it impossible to say no to such a polite offer without the strong will of Elvis.

At the same time, I wanted to refuse if I could, but I was surprised and pushed it into my throat so as not to spew out the tea I had been drinking, and I nodded as hard as I could.

Although the exact schedule was later, Cordelia told Sylvester that it was always okay. Certainly, Ronnie's work is flexible only because it is OK from the cordelia, so there is no problem in that regard... "

What? I'm not going

Am I going alone?!

Because you're talking about magic, right?

If Sylvester wanted to talk to Ronnie, he'd be in the way.

That was Cordelia's claim.

Surely it might make sense.

But for Ronnie, it was a fear.

(I certainly didn't say no!!)

At least if there was a cordelia that knew it on its own, it would be a little easier.

Cordelia has a good understanding of her personality, so I can expect her to stop if she tries to mess with anything.

Therefore, it was unexpected that I would go alone.

(It's about the young lady, so you think it's okay to go alone! Even so, I'm sure this prince will understand!)

Sylvester gave a serious look to Ronnie, who had arrived early and wanted to leave before he could snag.

"There's something I need to apologize to you for first."

"Yes... what?"

I'm not here today to talk about magic.

"Huh...? I'm sorry!"

I'm sorry about this, but Ronnie had a lot of question marks on her mind, thinking if it was the right answer.

I've never been involved with a disguised prince, but I have nothing more to do with it. And I can't think of any reason why I should be summoned to lie.

“Don't apologize, I've heard a lot about you from Cordelia, including your personality.”

"Ah, yes, is that so?"

"That's why you're here." I'd like to discuss a gift for Cordelia. "

Ronnie was relieved that she didn't say it out loud.

I didn't think that I would be consulted by my husband if I lived unrelated to love.

(Well, you don't know the criteria for a prince's gift!)

However, it seems to me that there are some hints of coming up with the right answer if you are chosen.

But... I didn't feel like I could advise Ronnie.

"I think the lady would be delighted with anything."

In fact, I cherish all the gifts I've received so far.

“I know that. But sometimes I think of something with an impact... but I can't find anything."

Is it impact?

However, no matter what I give you, I think Elvis will lose.

Sylvester is kidding, but trying to have an impact beyond the greenhouse can be difficult.

"Well, it's not just about the scale of the impact, and maybe Milord won't be more surprised than that in the future." Then it would be more advantageous for you. "

"Favorable...?"

I mean, you're going to propose someday, right?

It's like a prior warning, but it's probably quite a surprise.

……

Your Highness?

"No, that... yeah, that's right."

Sylvester hugged his head and put his forehead on his lap.

(Wow, the ears are bright red)

Knowing that Jill had been indirect for a long time, I knew it would be a long time.

But I never thought I'd be able to shine with just words like this.

(I didn't think you'd be so intimidated.)

You may be more or less dressed up in front of Cordelia.

However, Ronnie thought it would be a gift in a way if she showed this figure. But I knew Sylvester would never show it.

"... thank you, I'll use it as a reference"

Well, that's good to know.

Sylvester's torso slowly rose to the bright laugh.

"Well then, my role is over." I beg your pardon... "

"Wait, if you go home so early, you'll wonder about Cordelia, right?"

"... well, that's right."

And I'm sure I'll be asked what happened.

And Ronnie understood well that she didn't have the ability to do that.

"However, I can squander my time in the city..."

"There are a lot of tea treats, so I want you to take your time." I've missed some of the gifts myself. Can you forget about the impact and talk to me about it? "

"I think that's fine with your Highness's preference..."

“Just give me your opinion. I don't care about all of them, but I don't think there's anything left, do you?"

"Well, that depends on the circumstances and the goods..."

"I've been spending a lot of time with Cordelia, so I'm sure she's familiar with it. I'd like your opinion."

“Don't worry, my taste doesn't make me a gift to please my daughter.”

I don't think he's jealous, but I put a refusal ahead of Ronnie, who felt a little jealous of what he had been serving for a long time.

(In the first place, there are many people who buy handicrafts that I would be happy to eat, such as my daughter and Lara, rather than making gifts to her.)

I don't remember if I ever gave you a gift, but I stopped talking about it in detail.

Cordelia probably gave Jill a headache and a gift rather than a gift, and even if she did, it wouldn't matter if she did it to Sylvester.

Sylvester would still be jealous if he heard that they were frequent.

(I would definitely not say if I wanted to go home peacefully. Yeah, definitely)

And in any case, Ronnie, who thinks Sylvester is much better at thinking about Cordelia's favorite product than he is, is desperate to convince Sylvester what to say.

At the same time, when I thought about the opponent for this long, I thought that it would not be very rewarding. I felt like I understood that love is a very difficult thing, and I cheered "Hang in there, Your Highness".