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

And a few days passed, on the day of Miss Hazel's birthday party, which came quickly.

Cordelia boarded the Frantheim family carriage, which she picked up, thinking it might be the first time she had ever been out without a lift so far. I didn't ask him to pick me up...... I'm glad I went separately from Ning Lo Vernau and had enough distance to talk a little in the venue, but here's the result of being pushed through by his claim that "if I go otherwise, it doesn't make sense".

Vernault made Cordelia say it as a matter of course in the carriage.

"'Cause Dilly wouldn't be willing to come near me if she went separately."

"Well... I made a promise, and it doesn't mean I'm not going to talk at all"

"That won't get me away from Miss Hazel. Doesn't make sense."

As far as completion is concerned, Vernault understands Cordelian thought circuits well as Cordelia knows Vernault. Even though I did take it on, this request doesn't even feel like I've been hit. It is also Cordelia's true desire to do so with the least amount of promise. I guess I have a consciousness that Vernor himself said somewhat impossibly. There may have been insurance implications for picking you up. In fact, what a grand statement is. His gaze swims restlessly on the back. That figure shows that Vernault doesn't like hazel as much as he does, while at the same time being somewhat more age-appropriate than usual floating. When I watched it, I felt somewhat reluctant, and Cordelia felt like, "You still have some cute childish places in Vernault," and so on. There was no other way.

In any case, I am not going to renege on my promise. I promised to go with you more than I did before, so it's no big deal if you think I'm a jerk on the road. Yes, I relaxed my attention slightly in a comfort like my sister's... but that would soon be regrettable if it was a failure.

No, I don't know if I'd go with you in the first place, but at the time I finally stood next to Vernor and met Hazel, the results were the same regardless of the process along the way. Yes, Cordelia wanted to sigh at herself at the time she received the request.

Because Cordelia was at a glance regarded as a prey by Hazel, the star of the day.

"Dear Hazel. Thank you for inviting me today."

"Dear Cordelia, thank you very much. Have fun."

This hall is a little too big for a room in the Count Hale family with white flowers blooming......

Cordelia continued to get Hazel's hot gaze after finishing those greetings. Of course that was a far more daunting gaze than I could have imagined, far from favorable, no matter how I saw it.

Cordelia thought sincerely. Hard next to Vernault. Momentum that makes me want to turn away unintentionally, it's hard. It's more like stabbing and hurting, he said. I'm supposed to be greeted with a smile, but my eyes aren't the only ones laughing... that's what I felt.

Vernault continues to pretend not to notice while understanding how it is. I don't even feel his cheeks are slightly tight, but I guess his prospects were successful once and for all. I haven't been able to hide that it looks a little relieved. After all, he wasn't just a cute kid...... and it's a later festival even if he regrets it. Hazel focuses more consciousness on Cordelia than on Vernor. Hazel's dark-green eyes were still completely targeting Cordelia. Cordelia's cheek also just hurts at that gaze, which is too painful.

(... it might still have been better not to sympathize with Master Vernor)

Never mind me. Look at Master Vernault! and Cordelia takes it seriously in her heart, but that wish will be difficult to reach Hazel. No, I haven't even seen Vernault at all, but even if I did, I'd immediately look at Cordelia and burn my eyes.... Yeah, this, you're absolutely mistaken. A chilling hallucination echoed in Cordelia's head at those yawns.

But the truth is that you can't even ignore it if you keep getting a strong gaze so far. Cordelia reluctantly gazed at her. And as much as possible, Cordelia looked at Hazel with a grin, worried that his expression was gloomy.

"How have you been? Dear Hazel,"

Regardless, this is not because I can no longer stand Hazel's gaze... It's just because I decided that my reputation could be devastated if I were to take that much gaze and decide to ignore it. I don't know about Hazel's subjectivity, but I can't wait to be told that he's staying high around, etc. There are many people around us who will be customers from now on. As a cordelia, I want to be at ease. But naturally Hazel, who has no way of knowing such a complicated chest of cordelias, shined his eyes... no, he did. And Cordelia gave me such a dazzling smile that I wanted to lag a little behind.

"Suddenly, Master Cordelia is interested in horses, isn't she?

"... a horse?

"Next time, there's a competition. There are no restrictions on women's participation either, but I heard that there are really few women in the younger part... If you're interested, why don't you join us? I hear Cordelia will be riding a beautiful horse. I think it's a good idea to compete at the same age and enhance each other."

Cordelia was a little surprised by what she said. One was because I didn't know Hazel was into horseback riding. And the other didn't even tell him that he was riding, so I was surprised he knew that. Where did it leak from? If you casually saw Vernault with that in mind, he turned his face very naturally. Well, thank you. He seems to be the cause. I guess I spoke to some kind of applause. You told me an extra story, and I get a little blues in my mind. But I can't even summon you here right now. Well, what do we do? Cordelia spins her head. competition. That's a story I've never even thought about before. But naturally, there's no way it's going to be a battle where you stand after that battle. Cordelia doesn't know the rules of the competition, even if she likes horses. There won't be enough time where we put in for that competition now in the first place. I didn't think Cordelia would make it a priority to deal with herbs.

But even if you say no here, simply turning your back would not be enough as a Pameladian courtier. If you can't speak for quite a few reasons, you might look barometric to hazel around you. Cordelia spinning her head, and answered slowly with a sneer.

"I'm not very familiar with the competition... but sometimes I'm with you on your brother's long rides"

Cordelia remarked with a slight frown down, but the remark elicited more noise from the girls around her than from Hazel. That's where the girls and I start talking to friends nearby. In the meantime, one girl spoke to Cordelia.

"Oh, you know, Master Cordelia... is that Master Cyrus? Or Master Ishma......?

"It's your brother Ishma. Brother Cyrus is often blinded by material in the realm on holidays."

A few people who were listening to Cordelia raise their yellow voices. Some girls blush without raising their voices.

... That's a lot of popularity, brothers! I never knew such a little kid would have a fan!! And Cordelia thought, but Hazel seemed to have burned up an extra fighting spirit. Shit, I thought it was because I took the lead role in the conversation... but Hazel quietly shook her voice and declared to Cordelia, "Well, I'll learn to ride away too". Naturally, I said, "Yeah, but why? '' Cordelia thought. I don't know what that means. I thought Hazel would want to go on a long ride with his brother too... but I'm sure Hazel with staring eyes is going to regret it somewhere.

"If you don't stand on the same stage, my power as a rider won't pass on to you. I'm sure you can take a long ride, and there's nothing I can't do."

To Hazel, who says so while trying to calm himself, Cordelia finally understood the meaning of the word. Well, apparently, they're definitely challenging the battle. I would also like to say if there is a battle for a long ride, but it seems irresistible to regret that if she does, she can't do it. It is a very courteous young lady who abandons her own advantageous stage and tries to ascend the opponent's mound. His gaze scares him, but he likes him... etc. The next moment Cordelia thought, Hazel approached Cordelia. And I dropped one voice in Cordelia's ear.

"So I won't give it to Master Vernault. I'll beat you and show you."

That was a voice crawling through a land that was not suitable for a poor girl, as if it were a reminder of a soldier going into battle. Cordelia solidified in many ways. It has nothing to do with Cordelia's preference for hazel, etc. Isn't this completely certified by Hazel as a lover enemy? Above all, the problem is that Cordelia really seems to like Vernault.

No... that's what I was prepared for when I got here!

How easy it would be to say here too, 'It's a misunderstanding, Master Hazel'. But she's already kept her body away from the cordelia, and the only way to reach her is to normally have a conversation. But I guess the fact that she went out of her way to come close and declare it is something she doesn't want to be known around...... no matter how much Cordelia wanted to solve her misunderstandings, she didn't want to act lacking in such delicacies. Although I don't feel that the majority of Hazel's actions have noticed her thoughts.

(... I don't like throwing myself into the vortex...)

Assuming Hazel is a girl who doesn't like it, she might feel comfortable in a way. But this is right... there seems to be a slight back table, but against Cordelia she bumped right out of the front. It is likely to double back later even if I try to recieve this. That scares me.

"... you got my eye on you even though you were amazing"

"You sound like someone else."

Cordelia said to Vernault, who at some point seemed to be watching it far-flung with the boys like friends, that the audio was not resentful, but to make him nail it. If it was just Vernault, I might have put in a grudge, but I find it a little lame to show that in front of the boys I met. No, it's definitely lame. So instead I respond with a smile.

"Nice to meet you. My name is Cordelia Ena Pameladia"

With just one word of that, the boys who were left and right in Vernault hardened.... hardened?

Cordelia tilted her neck. It's not like I didn't hear a voice. But I don't remember doing anything that would harden me. Are you surprised there's something around? Even if you think so and look around you a little bit, there is nothing unusual about it.

"Introduce yourself," Vernault said, confused by Cordelia as to what the hell was going on with the soggy boys, poking the boys small and small and offering them a small help boat. "Well, I'm Clifton Hack," the boys mumbled, "I'm Miles Gannell," and said his name. I see he was the son of the Earl Hack family and the son of the Viscount Gannell family. The territory of the Count Hack family is a land in which the shipbuilding business flourishes, and the Viscount Gannell family should originally be a successful family member from traders. That's Vernault, Cordelia thought her friends were wide and luxurious. And at the same time, you'll know a world you don't know. I couldn't help but be interested in them.

"Has Master Clifton ever been aboard a ship at sea? I haven't seen the ocean yet."

"Yeah, of course I'm on board. The sea is very close to me. Can I tell you something, please?

"Yeah, I'd love to!

"Um, Master Cordelia! Pameladian timber is also noted from abroad. I want you to tell me more."

"Yeah, sure. As long as you're happy to see the wood in our territory."

Cordelia's cheeks loose on the very gentle, and seriously looking boys. Their expression is a soldering soothing smile that makes them forget the painful gaze they had received from Hazel until earlier.

But then Cordelia was slapped on the shoulder with a ton by Vernault, even though the conversation was in full swing.

"... Master Vernault?

"Dili, you were gonna do me a favor today, weren't you?

"Yeah?

"Well. I'm not here... some guys wouldn't be funny if I let them talk long like this..."

"In the meantime, do you want to talk to Clifton and Miles again and dance one song for once?

After grunting a foreground like solitary, Vernault offered his hand softly. They seem to ask questions, but they don't let you say whether or not they exist. Cordelia decided to give up, "Well, as usual," although there was some confusion as to why people were trying to have fun talking.

Needless to say, a brilliant smiling hazel came before I took the hand offered the most that way. Apparently this has finally become an unforgettable occasion for her as well. And it wouldn't be a mistake to see Vernault take a step in the way it was, or that Clifton and Miles' two boys slightly stuck their faces together. Vernault never stopped, though, taking Cordelia on her feet while still saying, "That's a lot of nice musicians."

Cordelia throws her gaze behind her in the meantime. I didn't hear a voice, but I couldn't beat it, and I felt Hazel's mouth move.

(... I wonder if the heroine would have stood in the wake of a battle from her as well. No, you must have stood)

But even if it's heroin, I don't know. It is when a rival event occurs when you like your opponent that you demonstrate the true value of your heroine. Showy. But Cordelia can't solve the challenge for Vernault, which is just childhood taming or spoilage.

The only thing I can tell is that I've stuck both my legs in trouble.

And at the same time, Cordelia had to feel her own head hurt somewhat.