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

A few days after Operation Dark Alliance sweep. The girl whose curse was lifted, however, remained in Pameladia's mansion. The reason is "there's no place to go". She didn't even try to tell us the details. If you have somewhere to go, Cordelia, I was going to make arrangements, but if not, it's quick to talk. You just have to keep hiring.

... so one of the more researchers in Cordelia's lab, Lara, Ronnie's assistant, is only working this afternoon. The content of the work was the creation of writing instruments that were easy for children to use.

Lara works half the time, so her salary is half that of the other servants, but she originally has little cost of living, and the full amount is in a "penny" state. I was not dissatisfied with her. On the contrary, Lara lives every day alive.

"Sister Aisha's class is fun. The lady tells me from what she's got."

"Lara, Sister Aisha, not Dr. Aisha. It seems difficult to practice for fun."

Such Lara is currently being slapped into her manners as a courtier by Aisha.

It would have been better to leave it to the servants of the mansion to teach the servants how to feel, but the servants did not hide the confusion more in Lara's running away - would it have been more right to be confused that there would be an obstacle to his work? Either way, in addition to her openness today, Lara opened up her child-specific energies and was not in a position to work as a servant.

And seeing the state, Cordelia asked Aisha, who was a good teacher, to educate Lara. Sometimes Aisha originally liked children. She took it on with pleasure. And she suggested teaching her from her manners as a courtier, not what a servant might be. It is Lara's suggestion that if you know what a courtier wants, it is faster to wear manners as a courtier... Now, it is a mystery how far this lively daughter will settle down.... etc., Cordelia thinks, Lara pointed her mouth dissatisfied.

"Oh, I'll wear it at least. I want to be able to escort Cordelia."

If you're on the side, that's what you need to do, right?

Let's say that. No, I just came into the lab and said to Ronnie, "Ronnie! I can change the color of the swiren!," he reported as he jumped. Ronnie said, "I told you not to go to that forest alone!," he shouted in surprise.

You missed it a lot, and Cordelia looked at them with a tickle of laughter.

And I think a normal warrant lady would need a samurai more than an escort... now I wouldn't even have to dare. I also didn't think Lara's history meant much to me in the first place just because of her history.

"Hey, Dili... what is it? That's a lot smaller."

"Oh, Master Vernault. Welcome."

"... where did you pick it up," Vernault said, looking at Lara, who was brought here by Emina. Cordelia answered it firmly.

"She's a promising mage's egg in the future. - Besides, what business are you on today?

After seeing such an exchange between the two, somehow Lara also figured out what Vernault's position was due to Cordelia's condition. He took off the spot with Ronnie while showing off the gift of Suh Aisha's education. Vernor did business watching the two of them exit.

"I brought you tea as usual and came to give you a letter from Jill. And then there's a letter from my mother."

"Well, from Master Sarah?

This is the first letter from the Marquis.

Cordelia received it thinking it was probably about the scented oil she had resent the other day. Driven by the urge to read it now, but right here in front of Vernor. I caught it a long time ago. Vernault told Cordelia like that would be a summary of the letter.

"Looks like the one Dilly liked the most between these days. He also liked the scented oil, but he liked the aromatic bath."

An aromatic bath is one that warms and volatilizes essential oils to expand the fragrance. Cordelia had given the Lady an appliance for this, a fragrance furnace with candles and essential oils. Essential oils are a mild scented Myrtle with an air purifying effect.

"Well, why don't you take this home with you today?"

"What's this?

"It's lavender lotion. Shake well, mix the contents, then let the cotton soak in and gently apply to the skin"

Lavender, who collects at the age of eight and colors the corner of the greenhouse, has considerably increased the amount while getting help from his servants. Now it's enough to rent a village field closer to the king's capital and plant flowers. Lavender is not as good as roses, but the oil collection rate is low. It was just a bad time at the tea party held earlier, and it was something I couldn't show Madame. Vernault seems to be less interested in cosmetics, and just saying "yeah," didn't ask anything more.

However, he was fascinated by what was spreading on his desk.

"Now what are you making?"

"That's Lara's research. I'm tasked with making stationery that's easy for kids to use when they start learning to write."

"That sounds like an interesting study."

With that said, Vernault lifts a thin wooden cylinder. And I said, "Is this black charcoal? No, something else...? Why is this stuff in there," he said curiously. However, although I put it into words, I know Cordelia will not answer the questions until the product is finished, so it was almost a solitary grunt.

"So what was Dillie doing?

"I was thinking of presenting to my brothers to relieve their daily fatigue."

"Well, that doesn't mean we're in a special hurry. Your mother's letter should be sent to me at a later date. Just keep Jill's letter and go home."

So I opened a letter from Jill saying thank you to Vernault, who just told me to read and write, that Cordelia thought it was the usual thing to do, and that she would thank Emina, who at some point had prepared tea treats for me.

'Thank you for the other day. Next time, I want to show you to the starry hill I was telling you about. Is there an inconvenient day at night'

That would be a continuation of the letter at the night club.

Cordelia blinks her eyes several times, and laughs bitterly. Nearly impossible, such as a young lady getting out at night. It will be difficult even during the day. There is no way. With that in mind, Cordelia thinks a little bit about how to write a response. At some point the desk was always equipped with several kinds of notes, as I often write letters in this way, and I had no difficulty in making arrangements.

Cordelia writes short sentences just like Jill.

'If it's possible to sneak out, it's always good. Pameladia's protection is pretty good, too, so it'll be difficult.'

You have to move out of the mansion, and that's a watch that the magic is moving... which means you'll be scattered by an analytical magician who stops the crooks from breaking in, and hence your father will find you. So basically I can't. Of course, I'm interested in something called a starry hill, and it's not like Jill isn't interested in the white flowers he used to say. Besides, if it's beautiful at night, Cordelia has one flower in mind. And if that's a hit, I'd love to take that stock back.

But. Reality is near impossible. I think it's a shame, but if I was born into a man, I think a little bit about getting out of it.

"... No, I'm glad I was born into a woman for beauty research. Your father will be sweet."

"What's up?

"No, wasn't Jill very busy today?

"Why not?"

"... the words are running very fast, and it was shorter than usual."

I can't even tell you what the letter is about, and Cordelia was so deluded. Then Vernault looked somewhat like he thought back, "Uh..."

"Jill's probably busy. I have a lot to remember."

"... the way you put it, is Master Vernault free to come here?

"I'm not free, but it's good, nothing"

Cordelia sighed at the answer, not sure if it was a good reason. I don't mind, but it means giving up, and I don't want to hear from you in advance if it's still possible.

"Well, your busy Lady Vernault will be home soon."

"I haven't finished eating the cake yet," he said when I gave him the letter to Jill with that said, reaching for the third cake. Great sweetheart.

(... but as busy as it sounds, Jill was born in quite a house, right?)

I could also feel it from the fact that I was close to Vernault from a very young age, but I think I made myself clear about this one. I don't know, but I don't know if it's a royal associate... No, I want to believe it isn't.

Either way, we'll find out who Jill is in the future. We just don't get to be in an official place when we're kids, and if we have a lot to learn, we'll sometimes face each other in an official place in the future. That way I know. I don't even need to hurry.

"... well, if you say you don't mind, it's a lie"

"Did I say something?

"No, I'm talking to myself"

Cordelia reaches for tea herself when she says so. After a little while, Emina asked me if I should take it, but Cordelia refused. Thanks to Emina for brewing so well, tea is delicious even if it's a little warm. No body.

"Dilly, by the way.... Actually, I'm also bringing my favor today"

Just forking into the cake, Vernault suddenly made a voice that weighed the air around him. It's unusual for Vernor to do Cordelia a favor. So Cordelia made no tea, waited for Vernault's words, and

"... will you come with me to a dance party to celebrate Countess Hazel Hale"

I almost blew out tea unexpectedly.

Hazel Hale.... nothing I don't know. Name. Because she's also a name that matches one who was in the game again. However, she had a reputation in the game for not having a high-flying impression unlike Cordelia. Speaking of the best features, I like to try winning and losing very much, and winning. That's what I hear - the rumor is that Cordelia herself has only seen her in the instructions. Other than that, I've seen it somewhere else integrated with the background with a magnificent still... except for that, I've only seen it at nightclubs in the Frantheim family in this world. At the night club she was speaking to Vernault as a delight. - Yes, in other words, she is a competitor of Vernorut.

So she has no benefit or detriment to Cordelia - it couldn't have been. Yes, what we should not forget is that she likes to fight and is victorious.

"... Um, Master Vernault. I just wanted to let you know that it's a celebration of Hazel's birthday."

"Oh."

"Why did you invite me?"

I only have a bad feeling about this invitation. If you don't ask me why, I can't accept or refuse.

"... because if I go, I'm going to have wings to dance with her"

"............ What's the trouble with the sole"

"............ I'm a little tired of dancing with her. But with her, she might be quiet, too."

To the words, Cordelia caught a long breath wanting to exhale.

In fact, Hazel's invitation has also reached Cordelia's. It was definitely the same as a tea party at a meeting for the children held during the day. For the record, other than her, I guess it's because she greeted me at the Frantheim family night club the other day, and I'm getting a little invitations under Cordelia.

It is an otherwise delightful story from Cordelia because we were able to achieve our initial goal of getting to know each other more. But she's the only one with a different frame. Different eye color. It's kind of burning up. This is going to be a lot of trouble. Besides, when it comes to going with Vernault, it can be an extra hassle.

"... why don't you invite the other ladies?

But Vernor laughs with his nose at this Cordelia suggestion.

"You can't tell other warrants to go with me because dancing with Miss Hazel is a hundred million robberies."

"No... I shouldn't be down there"

"I don't want to be made an extra mistake. Dili would definitely do that. I won't bother you."

To Vernault like that in grandeur, Cordelia calmly thought, 'You may misunderstand the surroundings even if you go with me'. Of course, I think I realize Vernault, but from his perspective, it's probably more important that they don't get me wrong than what they think around them. He complains to a reluctant cordelia with a wrinkle between his eyebrows saying, "It's good because I always do the next job with Jill."

"... that's not what Jill told me"

"Then I'll leave Dili alone this time."

"How vicious"

Didn't you write it right, Cordelia sees Vernault. He said, "That's good," because he was completely unwilling to pull. But just twelve years old depending on what you think...... no, Vernault, who has just turned thirteen and is in need of running away from the warrant lady, is pathetic.

……

We're cute, but, well, Vernault's a friend for once. Cordelia, who thought so, "I don't know what else to do." Most of all, the moment I saw Vernault laugh shortly afterwards, I thought, "I should have poked at you," but I can't stop saying what I said once. However, Cordelia shrugged her shoulders that Vernault would be forgiven for being mean enough to reduce the treat the next time it came.