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

Cordelia's memories of the letter are last remembered by Otegamikoukan, who was popular during "Youchien" in his previous life.

I wasn't originally a serious person, and I didn't have anyone I couldn't get in touch with unless it was a letter. So I don't have any good or bad memories.

But now Cordelia was very impressed with the letters she had received.

(Herbs, there's really a lot of them -)

Cordelia took a breath to discourage her exhilarating feelings, and once again turned a blind eye to the letter she had received from the chef - the Tortoise report. There is a 'list of highly aromatic weeds', that is, a list of herbal habitats. Among them, it is stated that the familiar variety Lavender is planted in mints, sages and chamomile in mountains relatively close to the capital where the mansion is located. Cordelia raised the edge of her mouth.

(It's superior...)

That letter, which bears a number of herbs that I am good at in my memory, is like a jewelry box. All I can feel is joy. If I could have gotten these herbs, I'm sure it would also be possible to slip up the top. For example, the key is how to start researching - Cordelia thought, but hit the first difficulty the next moment.

Yes... the herb habitat is a mountain.

"... I can't believe the noble lady picked weed in the mountains... can she go?

Yes, in a mountain rich in magic, even close. The plants grow well thanks to the abundance of magic, but at the same time the emergence of demons can be considered. So I don't care how many fathers adore their daughters - no, I don't think they can forgive me for being dangerous because I'm more of a father who adores my daughter. If you order a servant, you can have some stocks brought back. But Cordelia really wanted to get on her own and make sure she was in the wild. We may also be able to discover herbs other than those described here by taking a trip to the site.

But more than that, there was curiosity about simply wanting to go outside the mansion and see it.

Cordelia has never been in this world before in her life.

I'm not told it's a direct ban on going out. But I guess that's because 'normally I don't walk' in the first place. If not, Cordelia would have also received some suggestions from the caregiver's maid. But I've never been told that before. Even if there was a big parade at the Founding Fathers' Festival in the first place: "It's a festival today, so there are no classes. Let's look out the balcony," so it's probably normal not to go out there. (By the way, the balcony gave me a good view but I had no idea what the festival was like.

Of course, there is no total denial of the child's outing... some of the books I read in the library talked about children (but with parents) going to see their fiancée, so maybe that's what they're allowed to do if they have that purpose.

(... not my fiancée but I want to see my fate grasshopper... oh my god, that's impossible)

Well, what shall we do?

Cordelia, on the other hand, I don't think she was in trouble, and she wasn't going to give up at all.

Memories of walking around the city in freedom in previous life and freely researching say, 'You can't be stuck in a mansion'. I am trying to do things outside of common sense in this world. Then I didn't think just relying on people could produce good results. I know things are totally different in my previous life and in this world. But even to satisfy the experiment's success and curiosity, there's no way you can obstruct your purpose for such boring reasons.

But even boring common sense can't simply ignore a fine lady if she wants to. Then you have to figure out a way to fulfill exactly the purpose of going outside without ever deviating from your behavior as a courtier.

Neither does the bodyguard go astray, nor how the father can be convinced - ….

"Ah."

Cordelia thought that far and came up with only one possibility.

"If only I could be with you on Brother Ishma's long ride..."

Make it the third child of the Pameladia family. Second son, Ishma Pameladia.

With that person in mind, Cordelia decided to bet on the possibility.

Cordelia's brother and sister have three older eldest brothers, fourteen years old, and a sister who is already the twin sister of her eldest brother, who has been married to a second son in the Duke's family, and a twelve-year-old second brother.

My eldest brother and second brother are knights who passed the Knights of the National Army appointment test at the age of fifteen, respectively. After the two joined the regiment, they belonged to the Young Lions, a Knights watch team, and they heard they joined the Kingsguard at the age of eighteen. Such a brothers' birth rate seems to be 'quick without any doubt'.

Unlike the regular training unit, the young lions, to whom Cordelian correctional teachers and brothers once belonged, are gathered together in more than a certain capacity. Hearing these words alone sounds eco-high, but it is common sense among knights that the training of the Young Lions is more demanding than the normal apprenticeship unit. In addition to normal physical surgery and upbringing, he performs two years of neat training and practical training in an insomniac workout, including even exercises in magical applications, which are not basically performed in the troops normally. Upon completion of the two-year course as such, he travels for a year to the Border Guard, where nature is fierce, and then receives an overall assessment as a young lion squad member upon his reinstatement. The assignment is finally determined by that evaluation.

Of course, knights from non-aristocratic classes are sometimes dissatisfied mainly by knights who belong to training unit training courses due to the colourful reflection of their identity system. However, it is impossible to retain high-ranking aristocrats with high concentrations of magic in their regular training units. For example, if you want to confuse poorly and practice witchcraft, you may get injured. It is therefore assumed that the current situation is optimal. Of course, nobles are not all equally highly enchanted. But the lineage of those who seek to be knights in high nobility is almost certain to possess high magic. Those who eventually joined forces with those from the Young Lions in the Practical Unit are forced into a situation where they probably have to change their perceptions even in an attempt to be objectionable to the system itself. There's too much difference in strength. So never before has institutional reform been screamed for in earnest.

But even from the Young Lions at such a special forces training center, it seems rare for crew members to join the Kingsguard as they are. They usually belong to another unit as early as a year or two. However, it seems that the elder brother of the deputy captain of the first Kingsguard unit and the second brother of the second unit showed the “rarity” together as strong, the most powerful man in history......

The story has gone a little off, but Ishma, the second brother of its second unit, currently has two days off duty on the 10th. My brother lives in a common dormitory, but all that day I go home to my parents. And when he gets home, Ishma is bound to go on a long ride. It seems like a horse is the one that heals the harshest work for him.

Naturally, I don't need an escort because my strength is strong - although I can't seem to let him go alone, someone is always after me - but I often go deep in the mountains.

Such Ishma has asked Cordelia before as if she were playing.

"Are you following me, too?

Cordelia was suddenly surprised and unable to respond, but I remember well what she said.

Perhaps Ishma will remember that too. My brothers have very high memory abilities. Even if you were joking, and even if it was a presupposive invitation to answer that you weren't going, there shouldn't be anything you shouldn't follow once the front cordelia you invited wants to go.

Having so decided, Cordelia took out the note quickly and spelled out the sentence in the most polite letters possible.

I'm not good at writing, but I have to because I wrote beautiful letters as a Pameladian daughter because it's a letter that gets censored and touches the eyes of others. The ideal thing to say is not to show any gaps to anyone, even if the person who sees it never speaks out.

It's my first wish for my brother in the first place, so there's no such thing as rough letters.

(Well, I wonder what will happen to your brother's reply)

Bad letters spelled out with anticipation were also a little lively and relaxed just today.

But I didn't get a response from my brother to Cordelia's letter like that.

I hear Ishma, once the youngest member of the Kingsguard, is also busy with a lot of chores. So I could have assumed Cordelia wouldn't get back to me. Yes, I can't accept it, but I'm not saying no because I haven't heard back. I guess the result will be with my brother's return home.

So Cordelia even waited for Ishma's day off. I couldn't help but wait for his return home in the morning when the day finally arrived and waited jizzily looking out at the entrance.

If it's true, I encourage lessons and studies this time. From the day after the letter was sent out, however, Cordelia worked hard to pace herself even in the absence of a response. I am exempt from classes for two days today and tomorrow because of that.

As for his father, it took him three days from the day he came up with the operation to convince him.

I want to follow your brother on a long ride. When Cordelia said that for the first time, her father showed a very reluctant appearance, but to the extent that she whined about the question "Can I ride a horse" otherwise it was neither accepted nor rejected. So Cordelia kept doing her father a favor until permission was granted without giving up.

And Elvis, his father, was very disturbed by the favor.

The mountains are dangerous. Even when demons appear, Cordelia will not have the means to escape successfully. But if Ishma is going to accompany him, there will be no problem. I know my strength. If Cordelia misbehaves on the boulder, there is danger, but Elvis also knows that her daughter is not an unheard of child. Besides, I don't even think Ishma would fail to be vigilant enough to take her eyes off her young sister. The breadth of Ishma's field of view and magic sensing are enough to overwhelm the skilled. You should be aware of any signs of demons quite far away. So - if there is such a situation where there is no concern, I would rather Elvis also think this is an opportunity.

Yes, Elvis wanted to create an incentive for Cordelia to learn to ride horses. Elvis had received a spontaneous statement saying he wanted to take a long ride, meaning he was "interested in horses".

Horses are basically male vehicles in this world, but even aristocratic women other than very few knightly women are allowed to ride horses. It is not specifically recommended, but it is regarded as one of the noble hobbies. Actually, this hobby helps when you're old. Yes, to inspire a conversation with a man. Unlike women, horseback riding skills are mandatory in the case of male aristocrats. This is a remnant of an era when you could ride a horse and it was considered a serving. Women would be able to talk about makeup, clothing, plays and embroidery if they were with each other, but it's not quite as good as being male counterparts. Is it about talking about a meal when it comes to commonalities? Of course, it's not bad to talk about diplomacy and politics, but it's also important to talk about being able to get rid of your shoulders. The trigger is easy to make. I've never had a lot of conversation drawers to spread my face.

But on the other hand, a profitable skill like this, this stunt is hard to come by unless you get to meet it early.

I'm not just talking about how many years it takes to improve. Of course there is, but noble women are often well educated. So when you first ride on the back of a horse after a certain amount of growth, you often learn to fear the height of your unfamiliar vision and the technology doesn't improve at all. So instead of riding alone, I would never go beyond it if I could get Cordelia to get used to its height, even if it took the form of having Ishma ride.

I thought it was still early, but one day I was going to make you remember that technology. If he wanted it voluntarily, he would never have crossed it. If you can get to know the skill of horseback riding, it will certainly help Cordelia's future. Elvis is convinced of that. That's because I'm assuming Cordelia will one day be an exchanger.

As for Elvis, initially...... no, I still consider Cordelia to be the queen of the king. But now I'm also thinking about sending it to my wife's sister, or Cordelia's aunt, for adoption if it didn't go as expected. Her aunt, Uncle Nilpama Weltoria, is the current head of the Countess family with territories ruled by female lords for generations. She has no children with her husband, only two of whom, in terms of close kinship, have been married to Cordelia or to the second son of the Duke's family. So if Cordelia didn't have a daughter-in-law to Prince Wang, Cordelia is the most powerful adopted son that Uncle Woman will welcome. Cordelia's sister's husband, though his second son, is the son of a duke with many titles. Even if you are not a duke, you will inherit some title. Of course, there is no reason why the wife cannot inherit the title even if her husband tries to give it to her. But if you don't want Cordelia to be the royal daughter-in-law, the smoothest flow is to let her inherit and take her son-in-law.

Without thinking unconsciously about calculating how Cordelia can stay at hand for good reason, Elvis just wants to give her the art of getting information for her future.

... but as a premise, this Elvis idea is a little out of the ordinary aristocratic thinking. Because it is a rare case of a woman succeeding the Count in the first place, because it is generally said to be 'useful around the age', so she will be able to play a conversation with the other person when she thinks about marriage. And that's not just because 'I enjoy a bouncing conversation with my marriage candidate', it comes with a variety of perks, such as' Suggest a Far Ride on the pretext of a Date 'and' Be Intimate ', but Elvis still didn't take that into account. That's what was unconsciously preventing Cordelia from thinking that it was too early, but in the first place Elvis knew that he could ride horses, but that there was a groove that would like each other's horses but not fill them. So even if I knew, I wouldn't have thought about it. Because if that's really going to make you feel better, Pameladia and his wife couldn't possibly be this distant right now.

So even if we learn to ride horses, Elvis also understands that the intended relationship will only trigger a superficial relationship. But that's good. If you can even make a trigger, then you can make a decision about how to make a connection. It is up to us to determine who makes a credible statement that is appropriate for us to interact later. Because we can't even decide if we're going to have a connection or if we're going to cut it completely.

Of course, as Elvis, who prefers horses purely, I think my daughter likes horses as well, but I still have a little anxiety about the dangers. "Cordelia is still young. Should I rethink it?" I have a lot to think about, but I don't think it's a problem considering my age when I first rode a horse. Cordelia, who would be more resourceful than herself, would have no further problem... Yes, Elvis eventually concluded while including some pro morons. Thus Elvis finally gave Cordelia the answer to the broken 'I don't mind if Ishma says it's good'.

Even though Elvis thought about it so far, Cordelia never knew it was in my father's chest.

By the way, while giving Cordelia an answer, Elvis immediately sent Ishma a a letter saying, in summary, 'If you want to take me, it doesn't seem dangerous', but Cordelia hasn't been told about it. Cordelia hasn't even been informed that Ishma, who received the letter, thought it looked half blackmailed.

Whatever it was, it was up to Ishma to decide whether or not Cordelia could go out.

Why don't you come home soon?

As usual, Ishma doesn't come home in the morning, but Cordelia just kept waiting for Ishma because of the expectation that she might come home early. To Cordelia, who rarely tried to move from the entrance, the servants smiled, 'It's rare for a lady to behave like a child,' but they didn't say anything. You might have wanted Cordelia to be the one to talk to if she knew how it was going, but the servant of Raw Hate Pameladia is basically a mirror of servants, a doctrine in which even children don't slap each other in vain. That's why Cordelia waited for Ishma to come home now or now, feeling the time was long.

In the end, Ishmah came home that day on the street at all times, just a little after noon.

Apparently, he had cleared the paperwork at the beginning of duty. Ishma just looked Cordelia even more red with red eyes.

Ishma's eyes, other than his eyes, are unlike his elder brother's. He has gentle eyes and gives a gentle impression that goes hand in hand with his chestnut hair. I get the impression that the back length is slightly narrower because I wear the tall ones. And if you say it in a way that relies on the memory of a previous life, it also looks' challenging '. I'm a true knight dressed neatly and stroking my hair behind me, but for some reason I look softer than I need air. I don't think Cordelia would be surprised if Ishma had a fan club in Castle Town.

But Ishmah is also of the Pameladians in the boulders. Not a single rumor has surfaced so far.

Not enough to worry about, no.

Aside from that, Ishma is far too strong for such a thing, and now even if she's showing so much tiredness, if she sleeps for about two moments, she'll get enough strength back and move around. He is a truly sturdy brother by appearance.

"Looks like you've been waiting a long time with your neck. Cordelia."

"Good work, brother Ishma"

Ishma, who apparently guessed the meaning of Cordelia's welcome, did not hide his bitter laughter.

"Are you serious about the letter?

Ishma, who breaks a knee to match her short sister, explores Cordelia's sincerity with the only similarly red eye.

Cordelia would inadvertently breathe in her slightly narrowed eyes,

"Yes, of course. Wow!

Cordelia doesn't lose momentum either when she lifts her losing hand and her big brother's right hand with both hands.

"Hey, brother. Please take me too. I'd like to go to the Seavelf Forest."

"I didn't know the right sister in the library and father would nominate me. And what about the woods... were you affected by your mother?

"Mother?... Is your brother seeing your mother?

Cordelia asked Ishma back to surprise at an inquiry she hadn't imagined.

I rarely see her, but Cordelia doesn't know her mother, of course. Her mother is a beautiful person with the same soft chestnut hair as Ishma and her sister. Just one walk is elegant and its presence is amazing. Cordelia's behavior teacher also teaches her beautiful behavior, but even compared to her... No, she carries an unparalleled amount of sophistication and beauty. Where is it difficult to put it in your mouth, but what if it exists itself?

Cordelia's pursuit of beauty would make more sense if a "role model” like hers existed closer than any other lesson. However, the problem is that the phrase 'if it should be' is attached to it. Cordelia has hardly spoken to her own mother.

Cordelia's relationship with her mother is extremely rare and rare in the Mansion, and she has never even been seen when she suffered from a major illness at the age of three. Cordelia has never been heard from by her mother to the extent that she is grateful, even if she is mistaken.

But Cordelia kept trying to make contact with such a mother. The first reason for this is to avoid a terrible future. If you become Countess Pameladia, you should have a second place in the Pameladia family. If she asks Cordelia for the future seat of queen, just like her father, or if she thinks of it as a matter of course, there was no reason not to make contact with Cordelia.

But Cordelia hasn't made successful contact with her yet. Even as I tried to make an appointment, my mother's maid always just brought me a no message. In the end, Cordelia gave up contact with her mother while she was doing that.

But I gave up because I would never give up my future. On the contrary.

Cordelia realized that her mother's presence would not affect her future.

Cordelia even told her mother's story to the maid like a child for the success of her contact. But a little bit of information revealed that her mother was' fundamentally uninterested in Pamela's house '. He doesn't seem to be interested in home because his father is the target of all love and hatred.

The words I heard from the samurai were very far-fetched, and largely reluctant, but to sum up, "My mother sold herself in love with my father, who was a knight, and asked my mother's father to form a marriage", "But my father, like the knight in the story, was not gentle and ladyfirst towards women", "Besides, my knight quit", and "My father has a twisted attitude because even if I quit the knight, he still doesn't try to look like a couple". Instead, he doesn't serve as his wife in such a way as' I just need something troublesome to happen '.

So before turning four, Cordelia gave up contact with her mother, but somewhere she was strangely convinced, 'Is that cordelia's impatient behavior a mother concession?... No, although he probably thought' naturally I am 'because his father kept telling him' you will marry the King Prince 'too. Cordelia thought, however, that even if he kept saying it harshly, his father wouldn't tell him to aggravate his heroin to shade and humidity.

But if the mother doesn't care, shouldn't she be separated? Cordelia also thought that at least the father wouldn't mind, but it is also presumed that the mother's pride wouldn't allow it. Perhaps it is not hard to imagine that a father would be seen around as having been run away by his wife and, conversely, that it would be more likely to show that his mother had been separated. Externally, the father is a deadbeat. It's not surprising that mothers who don't show up in any way in the social world are more odd to see.

Mothers act childish, but the way they think is nobility itself. So you won't like being seen that way around you. Even ceremonies seem to be 'sick', but in the house… for example, noble air will never be removed. I guess pride is high. That's why I'm trying to maintain the status quo. All I could think of was that. Isn't it close to a miracle that Cordelia was born when you think about it that way?... Well, if it's "a mother who is obstinate in not showing interest in her father," if she can speak to her father, that might make her in a better mood... but that's something Cordelia doesn't know, and I didn't really want to know.

If you care so much, you should strive to speak from yourself. Because that's what I think. If I could see my mother, I would be able to bridge it, but I can't help it because I can't have it. Happiness or unhappiness. I'm not going to worry about it any more because my father doesn't seem to care.

Anyway, Cordelia temporarily interrupted the contact mission for the aforementioned reasons. I couldn't find a way to open it under even rejecting circumstances, and I felt more comfortable trying to force myself to meet someone I didn't like than I knew it couldn't be to my detriment. I don't feel good about being persistently asked to see someone who says I don't want to see them.

I don't know what Cordelia would have thought if she was really a pure three-year-old. But Cordelia, who remembers her previous life, remembers with some sense the atmosphere of dating. You won't be the first to fall in a good direction where you keep pushing against reluctant opponents.

By the way, not all Cordelia's memories remind me of clarity. Relationships and figures, especially leading up to family and friends… Then I don't look as clear as I wore a veil about how I ended my previous life. I remember the characters in the game, but I remember how they were at school and what they were doing, and I wonder why. But I also try not to think about it in depth. I don't hesitate to use what I can use in my previous life's memory, but I don't feel comfortable forcibly digging up memories I don't know about. Now this world is the world I live in. Even if I recall a previous life relationship... there's nothing I can do. It could be something I regret remembering.

(Previous life was previous life. I can't help it.)

I don't remember myself 'dead' in the memory I remember in the first place. I didn't even want to remember if I thought so.

(... and not now)

Now my brother told me something unexpected about my mother.

It's as if Ishma thinks Cordelia and her mother are in a fully communicative relationship. I guess that's at least Ishma's late view of having a conversation with her mother. But if Ishma was to be seeing her mother, Cordelia would say that 'her mother is not interested in the Pamela family' was wrong in itself.

With that surprise Cordelia asked Ishma back, but Ishma hardened her expression when she saw her sister like that.

"... brother?

"No, it's nothing. Let's go for a long ride tomorrow. The shimmering woods of Morning Dew are beautiful, so it's early to leave."

"Yeah, yeah."

"I'm sorry, but I'm going to get some sleep. Cordelia, go back to your room."

Clouding his words as opposed to Cordelia's expectations, Ishma stood up as he stroked Cordelia's head, disappearing behind the mansion.

(... Is that still something you shouldn't have heard?)

Cordelia snuck up and sighed while apparently dropping off Ishma, who ran to the child opponent's delusion.

... Well, you'd be hesitant to tell your young sister about the 'I'm avoiding you' lineage. It would be unfortunate to explain the reason further. You can't blame the mother on a child who wants to hear about the mother, and it's hard to rhetoric that Cordelia doesn't think is bad.

Cordelia found herself somewhere discouraged as she returned to her room. You can't blame your mother, and it has to be a rhetoric that Cordelia doesn't think is bad.

Cordelia found herself somewhere discouraged as she returned to her room.

Rather than myself, it was like, 'There really is a three-year-old cordelia'... it had a strange feeling of body, part of my heart hurting. And I was surprised. I should have thought for myself that I was someone close to others without just being face-to-face, but that I was discouraged... that I existed in my body that I wasn't. Cordelia pulled her mouth together.

I thought you said, "Sometimes you have to push your feelings and kill them."

And as I shut the door with Patan, I whined small about one of the hearts and minds I had been told many times. I wasn't sure I could do that now, even though they said that upset shouldn't be on my face, that it would cause my rush to lose and my opponent to look down on me. Instead, it's probably all on your face. The road still seems to be in jeopardy to be a perfect warrant lady. With that in mind, Cordelia sighed deeply, unlike earlier.

(Glad you don't have any lessons today)

If I had been found, I wouldn't have fit in. With that in mind, he slowly proceeded inside the room and pulled over to the window, closing the thin lace curtain tightly.

I've been too busy this morning, I'm just a little tired. That's when my brother told me about my mother, so I just got a little upset. I don't care deeply. Slowly with that in mind, he nonetheless fell into bed very badly as a nobleman's courtier.

(It's okay, when you wake up asleep, your head will be refreshed -)

But as if to disturb such Cordelian thoughts, a small voice begins to speak to Cordelia from the dark world behind her meditated eyes.

Hey, isn't your mother not interested in the house, she just doesn't like you?

- Shut up.

It's your mother, isn't it? You say you're seeing your brother, and you don't miss him?

- Then what do you want me to do?

Cordelia struck a turnaround once as if to shake off annoying thoughts and opened her eyes squintly. It also looked like the curtain was complaining about something.

………

Buckwheat, buckwheat. The curtain that closed without closing the window is trying to sue me strongly for something, even though I'm not speaking up.

(... yeah, I don't think anything. Lonely emotions lie, because I have to make her the most opposite teacher. I can't be a mean woman because I don't get what I want. Become a woman who removes obstacles herself. Even if that's not normal in this world - I grab happiness with my hands)

Cordelia left herself to the drowsiness that finally came.

(... be a fine lady soon. Without being confused by emotions, I can look ahead to the lady -)

With such small determination in fading consciousness.