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

I met 'Dillie' as' Jill ', exchanged letters... and when I got my first gift, I was desperately trying to make myself happy. It's time to take a break from learning time. It's not a good idea to be too thorough. But I couldn't hide a smile that could be zero, and as a result, Vernault was told, "You look disgusting".

"... 'Cause I knew you'd be happy to buy me a souvenir in the first territory I've been to"

"That must have bothered you because Jill was sending roses first."

"And I guess it's because you're exchanging letters, and I'm glad you chose a paper knife."

"Well, I'm glad you don't have a blade on you, so it's not like you want to cut it off."

"Vernault, are you jealous?

"No, I'm just stunned. I got another one too."

That said, Vernault gave a rather suspicious look as to why he needed to be jealous. But Vernor's voice like that hadn't reached me in the end, and I was looking at the paper knife in my hand again. Dear Jill, thank you for everything. I was very happy with the letter.

Cordelia used the same thing.

But there is a voice that interrupts that happiness from the side.

"Jill, have you forgotten the most important thing?"

"Yeah?"

"Dili's preference is knight, and he's the one who doesn't lie. What about Jill, who can't be a knight in hiding his identity?"

I just got stuck with reality.

It's like being stabbed in the head with a real blade. The pain runs.

"I don't know what to do... that's why I'm in trouble"

The reason I wanted to talk to Cordelia in the first place was love at first sight.

Ever since I first saw it in the greenhouse of the Pameladia family that my mother took me to, I really wanted to talk to her. She was exercising some sort of witchcraft at the time, and her mother didn't want to talk to her because she shouldn't be in her way, but I really wanted to talk to her wrapped up gentle magic and her serious expression. That hope grew stronger as I heard from Vernor that we happened to get along on top of it.

So I was inviting her to come to the castle, or even to the Pameladia family. Mainly through Vernault. Tea parties bringing together children who will be responsible for the country in the future are held regularly in the castle. I'm still just saying that I'm going to go inside the castle, and I'm just a kid with a pretty good identity, but Dili doesn't have a problem with that. Yet I'm not coming. So he invited me to Vernault a few times, but he never shakes his neck vertically for a reason every time. I wanted to be stubborn.

To be honest, the ladies have been slightly mistaken in recognizing that they don't have to rush their voices to come by. Thanks to Dillie for realizing she was a little embarrassed and over-conscious.

Well, even with that kind of reflection aside, I couldn't stand it in the end and spoke directly to Count Pameladia. But they still said no. My daughter is very familiar. I was also told that I could do my son to guard him if I needed him, but Cyrus and Ishma aren't much of a change in my routine because it's like they usually have him guarded.... I mean Cordelia won't come if you want it.

Cordelia says it's a character she's not afraid of when she asks Vernault. Then why can't I see you...... when I think so, I got a suggestion from Vernor.

Why don't you go see him once,. Vernault's magic of change and the speed of escape make it possible. And I got out of the castle for the first time.

The girl I met as a result, Cordelia, was a very brave, resolute and sparkling girl, rather than frightened.

How good would it have been to say it was Sylvester on that occasion.

There is only one appearance of my change using Vernault's magic. I couldn't tell her what a change I might use over the future was like for the first time. That's why I became the "Jill" Vernault told me.

But... it's hard now.

"... Finally, Jill says it was me, even though the exchange of letters is getting smoother... They think it's a lie, it's hard and they lose contact."

"It's just a letter, and I'm being pigeoned every time."

"It's hard to name him Sylvester in the first place."

"Well, you're obviously avoided."

That's not absolutely shy. Yeah, I could understand that, too. I don't know why, but it's avoided.... but the amount of damage people take increases for some reason.

Were Vernault, who put his arms together and said that he was smudged, trying to shed all of his spiritual power?

"I don't have to be in a hurry at Jill, but I'll see you face to face at the night club in less than a decade"

"I don't know what Vernault usually has. Ten years from now, if she had a fiancé, what would she do?"

Now I just have a desire to talk more. No reluctance. But if she already had a fiancée then... I'm just worried about thinking so. It wouldn't be a good idea to talk casually. It doesn't come to my ear when Vernault tells me, "You're totally in love with that already".

"Uh... I don't think so. Count, it looks sweet on my daughter."

Of course, this Vernor word didn't even reach my ear. I wonder how I can get close to her. Now all that goes around my head.

Speaking of which, you've heard of Dili, what do you think of His Highness?

"What is she..."

"He said he wasn't interested. He said the king's reign was wonderful."

Convinced. Vernault said he was definitely here to test our mental skills.

But...... I guess I'm convinced because I actually consider the possibility myself. I wonder how we can stand on the starting line from such a negative start. If you can't be a knight, should you at least wear the strength of a knight? Or should we acquire both knowledge and martial arts like the Count, also known as the Legendary Knight? Or, like Father, will you turn around if you can conduct a fine government?

………

"Jill?"

"Vernault. I need you to hang out with me for a second."

Thanks, I don't think I can stand still.

Seeing Vernault with that in mind, he shrugged his shoulder and said, "Yes, yes, I understand. Ever," he already had the wooden knife in his hand. It seemed a little regrettable that the action was being read.

So at least we can't beat each other. Yes, I swore to tiny pride.