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

"Flora Silk fake?

Cordelia also frowned at Christina's harsh expression and words.

At the same time, the voice she whined in the store called 'real' comes back to her brain.

"It wasn't until today that I saw the fabric in the second store that I was sure too...... how I found out it existed was my friend's dress I saw at the night club. She told me she was happy to wear her Flora Silk dress... but it didn't look that way in my eyes"

That's a fake.

Cordelia convinced her, who laid her eyes down, 'Was today's visit to the store an investigation?'.

"It doesn't look alike that you thought it was false."

Christina nodded, "Yes," in Cordelia's words, with a heavy vibe.

"It looks separate as far as I can tell. but it's not even common silk like it's on the market. It's probably a flora silk weave."

"Do you mean half the ingredients are real?

"Yep. But it won't be quick to line up with the real thing, so if you don't know what you're dealing with, you could be illusory with the real thing. Although the cloth itself was somewhat concerned about the way it was woven."

Christina continued her words as she put her strength at her fingertips every time she spinned the words.

"Silkworms that make Flora Silk are difficult to grow instead of producing superb textures, and take quite a long time on top of that. The cocoon is small and difficult to handle, dedicated to both spinning machines and folding machines. So the production volume is low and we only wholesale fabrics to stores that hire successful skill testers sponsored by production unions."

"... there were three stores today that said they were dealing with Flora Silk"

"Yeah. The first store and the fourth store are authentic stores that exist only in two stores in Wangdu. The cloth I actually saw was also authentic. But..."

Interrupted words were played back in the brain. The second store is different, he said.

The atmosphere of the store itself, obviously different air, was also felt in the cordelia.

"… fabrics come in a variety of properties, the advantages and disadvantages vary depending on the application and the way people think. So I would also be happy to produce a new fabric that folds into the price. But I can't praise the way you talk about it as if it were a rare existing product and deceive the buyer....... Flora Silk distribution should have been under strict control. I don't know what route it spilled, but as an Orcott, we have to get rid of the original."

"You're a pain in the ass."

"Yeah. I thought it was strange with my friend's dress, but that alone could have just made her mistake. But in the way the store looks... when they do bad things, they don't even realize that the store people are fake."

"Indeed, there was no atmosphere or hidden appearance that it was so prestigious… special just for the customer."

"Yes, from the best selling price, it is possible to have one of Flora Silk's lowest selling quality items if you are conscious."

But either of those answers would not be a desirable situation.

(If quality goes down in the first place, there's no way Flora Silk can be named for strict standards)

Is it a studious store, or did you overlook it because you were blind to gold?

Anyway, all I know is that the store has become one I have to explore.

"… what does Count Olcott think?"

"We've told you that we want to be sure, but your father can't move in the absence of too much information. And of course, I'm going to report back to you today."

I see, the more the Count moves himself, it could be more important than necessary. It would also mean that we are gathering information to eliminate the possibility of calling extra speculation.

And Christina was entrusted with it.

Cordelia nodded and opened her mouth to Christina's words.

"... it's half the spill that's going to be the problem"

"Yes, the union should have strictly controlled from silkworms about Flora Silk. We plan to conduct a confidential investigation, but given the Union's pride, difficult navigation is expected. Illegal products are a disgrace to the union, but when you are suspected of a job, you have strong objections to the individual, so you need the right amount of time."

Is there a false report of the number of cocoons, or was there a fallacy of the silkworm itself?

Various possibilities come to mind, but I don't have the ingredients on hand to make a quick decision. At least we won't be talking unless we get that fake cloth. Yes, Cordelia thought, Christina said a small apology.

"I'm sorry, Master Cordelia"

"Huh?"

"I knew you were good about Cordelia... but I thought you might be a little closer to your age."

Cordelia turned her eyes round to the sudden confession.

As a cordelier, I don't care if they think I'm a child or an adult, but I feel like Christina doesn't even consider Cordelia that much of a child in the first place. The reason is simple.

"So how did your sister-in-law get so far to talk to me? You're worried about me slipping your mouth, aren't you?

If you think you are a child close to your original age, there is also the possibility of 'accidentally following'.

If that's what you're talking about after recognizing it, I'd have to say it's too far-fetched.

But Christina laughed small at Cordelia's inquiry.

"I didn't think about that. The diminishing value of silk in the land of Flora would not be desirable given the interests of the Pamela family. If you don't think about it, I don't know if Mr. Cyrus is smart."

Cheng Cheng, she had the impression that she was dear to me until today, but she is well equipped with what she intends to do. In essence kindness would prevail, but I was strangely relieved to think so. Good, this lady, it wasn't like she was a kind Virgin. I'm also glad to know Christina's side.

"... that was a stupid question. But let me just correct one thing. I'm not wrong as a child. I'm glad you admit it, because kids are comfortable."

Christina was also bitterly smiling at Cordelia's pranky words like that.

I couldn't tell Cordelia if that was caused by the fact that it wasn't a child-stained word, or whether it was from the bad of one. But that's not important.

"Still, use it. If you decide you can use it, I will try to help your sister-in-law. You were looking at them, weren't you?

"... an unpleasant adult, sorry"

"I'd rather be happy. I want you to be a family."

Christina's cheeks were dyed to the vernacular of the cordelia.

I didn't mean to tease you, but this reaction is smiling. It's outrageous to see this and say I don't like adults.

Of course that's not the only reason I think so.

"And I know very well that your sister-in-law really cares about the cloth."

"Huh?"

"No matter how close you are, you really judge in an instant. You really like cloth."

Christina blinked at Cordelia's words, but the expression eased loosely.

"Yeah. I like cloth, but I also like clothes that can be tailored. Because I think clothes have the same power as words."

"May I ask your thoughts in detail?

"... this is my hope. I'm not confident in myself, and I'm not good at showing myself in words. Anxiety is relieved a little when you can wear a dress that still makes you happy and complain to others from your sight about your existence. I think pretending can compensate for confidence, compensate for words, and transform anxiety into confidence."

A firm and strong will that also resides in a serene expression.

"Of course we need to practice manipulating words," she added, while her expression was firmer than ever. I'm sure that's her passion for clothing.

"Clothing, in extreme terms, is just one cloth product. But the colours, shapes, and materials change to give you a variety of expressions. I think clothes are magic for self-expression."

"... that's nice"

Self-expression.

Christina says the same thing about makeup. And the scent Cordelia prefers is the same. Decoration, whether it is clothing, makeup or scent… there is nothing directly related to life or death. Still makes a lot of people want to.

There are, of course, circumstances in which we have to pretend from a social standpoint, not just our own will.

But many of them incorporate their own preferences. That would be because approaching the 'self I want to be' would create confidence and hence room for feelings.

(- I think the thoughts I hold are with me)

Even while she thought so, Christina continued her words.

"Some people argue strongly that to be liked by the opposite sex...... of course, I wouldn't say that it's all a mistake either. But even though I hope so, I think it's because I have a figure of myself that I want you to recognize.... and Dear Cordelia?

"No, I'm sorry. My sister-in-law thought it was nice that you felt strongly, and I was in love with her."

I thought, "I wonder if your sister-in-law would like your brother to see you, too," but I can't tell you that. It breaks the waist of the story tremendously.

Cordelia repartitioned with a mild cough as she shook off her nearly deviant consciousness.

"But given your sister-in-law's thoughts, you can't forgive me yet. I can't believe I cheated on your sister-in-law's friend."

"Yep.... she is, indeed, happy with the dress. But if you know it's fake, you're sad."

I want to protect the silk in Flora's land. I want to find out the truth about the dress my friend was misled into.

Cordelia organizes Christina's wishes once and slowly opens her mouth.

"Okay, sister-in-law. Please command me. How can I help?"

"Thank you," Christina said to Cordelia like that, then she expressed her wish.

"First...... Tomorrow, would you please come around the store with me? I wonder if the sisters will be less alert."

"Of course, I'd love to"

"If you can't get around today, every store will have no Flora Silk to handle. So I just hope there isn't one."

That's what I said. Christina's expression looked very complicated.

(... I knew you didn't like being suspicious)

Of course, there will be few people who like to doubt it, but the atmosphere also seems to be that they are heartbroken by the fact that 'shops that have not done anything wrong must also doubt it'. Perhaps all the shops listed this time are also places where the possibility cannot be ruled out, but I don't want to think about it if I can.

(Still, you think it's something you have to do. that it's very, very important)

Then all you can do is cover. I have no hesitation in Cordelia if it helps this person. When it comes to the only unfortunate thing, it's about time we had this operation meeting open. It's not too late, but if you decide it's going to help, sometimes you have to make arrangements.

"... it's time for you to be free. We have to report tomorrow's outing to your father or brother. We'll pick you up tomorrow."

"Thank you"

Then I thanked Christina for dropping me off at the gate, and Cordelia boarded the carriage.

And when I said goodbye, I told her what I was saying.

"Careless, but it was nice talking to your sister-in-law like this."

"Huh?"

"The silk thing, the clothes thing. Because you're the brightest person I've ever met to talk about them."

"... that's what I meant by that..."

When I said goodbye again to her, who looked so embarrassed, the carriage slowly ran off.

Cordelia thinks quietly as she stares out in the car.

(Christina is still reluctant to ask you to join her tomorrow. Of course, I don't think I've lost consciousness of being a child... but my shoulder is a little too strong.)

(i) I know it is important. I also know that it is to be nervous.

However, extra strength would rarely work positively.

(I wish I had something to calm down a little)

Cordelia also turned her mind around the case as she thought she might try to formulate her sister-in-law's likeable scent when she got home.

We decided to help, so naturally we shouldn't be disturbed. But I can't just spend my time playing pranks. Wang Du is an important land for us too. You can't look past the evil deeds that take place there. So I can't just wait till tomorrow's company.

(That's a Flora Silk fake... I wonder if I can get it. At least if we can find out where the silk yarn comes from......)

More than silkworms grow predominantly from eating mulberry, the magic of the land should also be taken into silkworms. That would also remain in the yarn. It is possible that we will be able to trace the region. Fortunately, I have not yet heard of the spread of artificial feed.

The Orcott family does not employ magicians who go to college. So if you're going to ask for more analysis, you're going to need to file a case first.

(... then no, but it matters)

But as long as we get the cloth, it should be possible to analyze it in the Pameladian family.

With that in mind Cordelia asked Emina, who would sit across the street.

"Hey, Emina. You think you can buy that fabric?

"Buy fabric, is it?

"Yeah. Tailoring a dress would take time and money, wouldn't it?

"... I think it's inherently difficult. Because they're not inquirers."

Cordelia raised the edge of her mouth to Emina's unscented answer.

"Well, it's supposed to be."

Emina nodded quietly at Cordelia's words as well.

"... I don't think this is a desirable way to put it... I do wonder if it would be possible for those of us today depending on the fold between money and fabric"

"Now let's go back to that store. So, can you just ask me to give it up for a little while? Is this enough money for you?

And Emina nodded at the forehead I handed her. Seems like a lot of money for Cordelia would be enough for Emina to stand out.... Good. I haven't brought any more today.

"The reason is... well, my poor sister wanted it because you were cut off, but I don't mind if you say so. Anything to convince me. Let me know later to talk to you, okay?

"I'm in awe"

As a result of making the carriage turn back to the store, Cordelia obtained a small fabric. That was an area fabric somewhat short of handkerchief. I think you've seen a little bit of foothold with this amount on that forehead, but it's not this cloth that I really want, so I drink it. What I want is information about this cloth.

Cordelia immediately summoned Ronnie after returning to the house.

"Uh, lady, welcome home. You got a souvenir?

Cordelia handed the dust and fabric to Ronnie, who showed such a swallowing look as usual.

"Yes, go ahead"

"... what is it? I was hoping for food."

"Work, check the yarn region. Of course I wouldn't mind dismantling it."

"Yeah?!

That's not true! "When it's over," he misled. Maybe there was canned chocolate in the room. Of course I didn't expect Ronnie to be deluded by that because he's an adult... enough. Sure, if it's a grain or two, it's different from the story, but if I give you a can, you'll be happy. Because that would be just the right snack to eat while reading a book.

"If you're a lady... yes, I will."

"Ronnie, that's the job"

Emina says to flatter the wasting child, but that's not how Ronnie's pointy mouth goes back.... so if you want to go back, it's not strange that you've been so corrected. Emina will be well aware of it too, but I guess she will still be in her mouth. Cordelia smiled bitterly.

"Yeah, but you don't know the characteristics of a region without a sample for each region. Shall I arrange it?"

"Oh, no, I don't need that. I have a book on geology, so I think I know what makes it so distinctive that I know where it comes from. But I have a bad feeling about it."

"What do you mean?

"This is different than usual. Please, I don't feel like it's a problem."

Cordelia shrugged her shoulder at Ronnie, who dropped her shoulder.

Surely it may not be a mistake in terms of trouble. So I won't deny it, but for one thing, after the result.

After laughing vaguely, Cordelia went back to her room and changed from outdoor clothes. And after Emina leaves, slowly lower back on the couch. And I opened a small can containing the aromatic stone that was nearby. I smelled lavender and chamomile.

Something hasn't gone a long way, but my room still calms down.

That's how I slowly closed my eyes where I calmed down.

"How far you can see in the yarn region... that's a problem too, but you have no idea why you're cheating."

It's easy to understand if you're simply thinking about making money. But I'm so caught up.

The M.O. is too cluttered.

It is true that at a glance you may not know if you are not familiar with cloth, like Christina, who can determine that the cloth is fake. But considering the behavior of those shopkeepers, there is a great chance that they will leak out of the other routes over time.

"Instead of selling it sneakingly, it's grand in Wang Du... I wonder what you're going to do"

It's not strange what stores notice from that momentum. If there is any doubt about the skill and price of the store, it should all be on the table.

"As my sister-in-law pointed out the possibilities, the store people don't know... if you assume so, the mastermind will be the people who wholesaled the cloth. But even so, I should be giving you as much advice when you wholesale it. If it's the status quo that you haven't... it's like you're saying you can find out."

If so, what is the purpose? Cordelia thinks as she hands on her mouth.

Where do you need to do that? But I didn't see the will to tell you to hide it.

Not that there's any chance that you really don't think you'll find out...

"But when it comes to crude... it was convenient here, but so was Lara."

It was a little samurai that came to mind. I've always wondered.

It would have been difficult to get into the Count's house first in Lara's way. Even if we broke in after they drove us back, there was no way the intruders could have gone unnoticed at the Pameladia house.

(... but in Lara's case, I don't even know. If, for example, it is assumed that they will be disposed of...... they may break in and kill us, and if they fail, they will get a reason for disposition. If I succeed, I die. I don't feel well.)

After that, I hear a flavor of that dark guild has been devastated.

But I know that's probably just one of the ends. That's what Ronnie was reporting about Azito, and his father, who heard it, said something similar. If I borrowed Ronnie's words, 'I was so dumb that I didn't realize that end was being used rather than being good at the top,' he said, Daewon didn't look like a lizard with a detached tail. Of course, I wasn't going to move because Lara's case would definitely have been the sole action of a captive guild, and I would have been able to have some more restraint than I knew where my opponents were, both domestically and internationally...

"... there's a connection, I hope I'm overthinking it"

Bad predictions tend to attract bad results. The worst assumption is necessary, but it shouldn't be directly related right now. So let's not think about it.

Cordelia reconsiders that and rewinds her thoughts a little again.

(... How are they acting like they don't care if they find out?

But when I think about it that way, time goes fast. I feel the trick, the trick and the sound of the second hand is faster than usual. Quiet space. All I can hear is my breath and its sound.

(I knew I didn't have enough information right now. So you should wait)

That concludes, I can't stop thinking about it, even if I reconsider the idea that it's also important to rest my head for when the information gathers. Trouble.

But the idea was also blocked by the sound of an unexpected knock.

It was Ronnie looking slightly sleepy in the hallway.

"It's over, ma'am."

"... I'm surprised. You're early."

Even though we just have some time, it shouldn't be long enough to end it. But Ronnie said away like nothing had happened.

"Early or nothing... both longitudinal and horizontal yarns were made in the Flora region. It's famous for its silk production, so when I compared it to the best, I hit it... so please reward me."

Ronnie, who offered the fabric, flips his hand as it is and smiles and expects consideration. But Cordelia was surprised by the answer itself and stopped moving for a moment. Both from Flora?

"... have you noticed anything?

Cordelia asked as she returned to pick up the chocolate to be rewarded with the door open. Ronnie chose the words "hmm......"

"Well, I know it sounds expensive. Is it a product made of flora silk in horizontal yarn? I'm pretty sure it's very distinctive, but I've never seen the real thing, so I can't say anything."

If, of course, the production unions have strong powers, it would be possible for the Ellis Chamber of Commerce to be large enough. So it's not unnatural that Ronnie has never seen it, but I'm a little caught up in Ronnie's condition itself.

"... I don't think you're convinced."

Ronnie roars again, um, at Cordelia's voice as she hands over the reward.

"It's more like you don't understand than you're unconvinced... He wondered why I made this cloth. While it is definitely lustrous, it is slight, but it feels uneven and artisanal immature. If I tailored it to a dress, I might be able to hide it, but it's a little different than Flora Silk."

"Spinning differently......?

"No, Flora Silk silk yarn should be spinning more delicately than other silks because it's hard to weave. But you're not spinning this very well, are you? Even when it comes to common products, I mean the narrow between authentic and B grade products... well, I think I'm being helped by that because the ingredients are special, but it feels like the weavers didn't notice, right? I wouldn't buy a cloth like this. You tell the craftsman," Study some more before you make this. "

Ronnie's lack of business talent is also predictable for Cordelia, but it's Ronnie's too honest character to be true.

It's not like you don't have eyes.

(... but Ronnie is really awesome)

Silk would not be a specialty or an area of interest, but it has knowledge as a matter of course. If he cares about it, he feels like he could be a rare magician on the street of birth.

… although I would like him to remain the same because the aspect of being too honest is also his attraction.

"What's up? People's faces, look at them. Does it even have breadcrumbs?

"... nothing. Besides, the yarn comes from Flora, right?

"I was wondering for sure about that. Mulberry grows harder away from the heart of the Flora region, doesn't it? I was wondering if it would be too much trouble to move the feed elsewhere."

"That's true. Even the freshness falls, and even if it were the same silkworm, it wouldn't be the yarn that sucked the magic of Flora's land."

"That's what I mean"

It is not important that the cloth contains magic, but if it is fading, it will not be detected in a similar way to the region of origin.

(Apart from identifying where to weave… Flora Silk does not allow the presence of Grade B products. If the raw materials are bad, the union should be disposing of them before weaving. Of course it is possible that the silkworm was misled somewhere, but if you mean it is not of good quality...... there is a strong possibility that it is made from discarded......?

It was Ronnie with a crease between her eyebrows that stopped Cordelia from thinking that way.

"Ma'am, you can't stick your neck in too much. He's the one who makes products that only make money. He's not a loco."

I'm not dressed because I'm saying it with the chocolate I took out of the can on my cheek, but I'm not wrong about what he said. He's not a lowlife. That would be so.

"But then you can't leave it alone, can you?

Ronnie sighed a long time at the cordelia she had given it back.

"... please report it properly to your husbands"

That said, Ronnie gives up early on persuasion, waves gently, "Me, I'll be back," he says later. That's how I looked back along the way and left the words, "Please give me your instructions as soon as possible". Apparently, he's willing to help. Totally, reliable every time.

(Well, shall we go with tomorrow's report first?)