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

If you want permission to go out, ask Hans for time first.

That's what I thought. Cordelia called Hans's ex who was in the hall. But he uttered words Cordelia had not expected.

"My husband will not be returning today. However, Master Cyrus has already returned."

"Huh? Your brother's home already?

"Yes."

It is rare for my father to be able to do urgent work, and I can tell if today is just the day...... There have been several times before. But in that case Cyrus' return home is later.

So Cordelia was surprised that Cyrus was home before dinner.

(Perhaps it's not a good idea to add or subtract? You're usually the one who doesn't catch a cold)

I even thought about that, but Hans looked very calm as opposed to Cordelia. And "It's been a long time since Cordelia and Cyrus had dinner together," he smiles. As far as this butler is concerned, thank God Cyrus doesn't seem sick. Good. But then why?

(... Well, if you're home early, you have to be happy)

Whatever it is, I'm happy to be home early in itself. Rest, important. Time to relieve tension becomes an important nutrient for the body.

(Oh, my God, though I can't say that sounds great in my position)

Now I have the best idea for the goods so they can still be comfortable with their rest time.

In the first place, the eldest brother, the second brother and the father don't say anything about work anyway if it's about territory. So Cordelia doesn't know much about what duties she's in. I think it's possible that you won't be able to rest, or that you don't want the day off so badly in the first place.

But I still want to say, 'Rest when you can'. Because it can be too late to recruit fatigue where you can't see it.

So Cyrus' return home today is a good thing. I wish this was always the case.

With that in mind, Cordelia headed to a private room with Cyrus.

And just as I plugged in front of the room, the door opened from inside. Cordelia was a little surprised.

"Oh, Emina? Was your brother calling you?

"Yes."

It was Emina who came out of it.

She had been entrusted with the guidance of Christina. I guess the fact that they were calling was making that report. Cordelia asked Emina as she thought so.

"What about tomorrow?

"We tell you that Christina wants Cordelia out. We would also like to share with you the name of the store you visited today and your invitation to the Orcott family mansion."

"Yes, thank you"

If Emina is giving me an overview, it's easier to talk than to explain it from scratch. Considering it gratifying, Cordelia shook her head gently at Emina, who was holding back to open the door, telling her in a trick that she didn't mind. I followed it and knocked on the door myself as Emina lowered, voicing.

"Sorry to bother you, brother."

Cordelia's voice returns a short voice from the inside that is "empty". Cordelia heard it and then put her hand on the door and stepped into the room.

My brother's room is always a simple room. The father's room is simple, too, but he has no more sense of life. I guess I can't help it because the foundation of my actual life isn't here, but with all the furniture, I hardly see any personal belongings. It's like a model room.

By the corner of such a room Cyrus sat on a simple couch, holding a closed book in his hand placed on his right knee. Perhaps the book was read before Emina entered the room. The book had a cover on it, but there were no letters. I thought Cordelia was unusual. I've never seen a book without a title before. It looks like a very well made book, but what the hell kind of book is it? And what is my brother reading? Such a question arose, but the main issue was cut out by Cyrus before he asked.

"Tomorrow."

"Yes."

"I don't mind if I don't bother you. I'll tell your father."

"Oh, thank you"

Was the judgment complete at the time of receiving the report from Emina?

Surely you shouldn't even need to make that deep judgment if you're accompanying Wang Du tourism. But I also remember a little hooked on too light a permit.

Adding more words than they say is good could only be snakefoot. I know that.

(... but don't you have to say anything)

This is a situation where I'm trying to get my neck stuck in trouble for once. Assuming my brother judged me without knowing it, I'd be back even though I didn't do anything wrong.

Of course it's possible that my brother knows. Cordelia had probably not been told, though. Christina has been instructed by Uncle Orcott to explore under the water. And today, I'm seeing that fake outlet for the first time.

(If your brother learns about the possibility of the evil that is happening in the Wang capital, he will have to investigate it in his position. It would be an unfavourable condition for Christina, who is trying to figure out the situation herself at this stage)

It's not a good idea to talk on your own, for example. If she didn't ask the Pameladia family, but Cordelia personally, that's all the more offensive. The only thing they asked me to do tomorrow in the first place was go out with them. Christina also thinks of keeping Cordelia out of danger.

Still... If my brother knows, I'd like to share some information.

What I didn't ask Christina is a failure, but that's not why I can do anything now. I thought so. Cordelia decided to ask Cyrus lightly to try.

"I came to the clothes store with my sister today."

"Oh, Emina told me"

"Does your brother ever talk to Christina about costumes, too?

Yes, I looked at Cyrus asking casually.

Cyrus stared at Cordelia but never looked particularly unnatural.

"Sorry, but unfortunately I'm not familiar with women's clothes"

"... you're right."

I didn't mean to limit myself to women, but Cordelia can't ask any more if she gets cut back with an overly serious look.

But does it still mean that Christina hasn't told her brother that she hasn't had any particular reaction on this topic?

(Still, I'll have to get confirmation from Master Christina tomorrow, just in case)

Sometimes my brother or father may need an explanation sooner or later, but dangerous behavior is not envisaged tomorrow. So it shouldn't be too late to talk after we get confirmation. Above all, it is also difficult to believe that the Pameladian family will be directly at a disadvantage as a result of tomorrow's actions.

Cordelia, concluding so, touched lightly for a moment only to the extent that it was not a problem.

"Master Christina was eager to look at the dress. Tell me a lot about it and make it very good."

"Right."

"I'm going to go around the store tomorrow."

For once, there are no lies.

There are many times I lay low, but there are no lies. Of course, if you could ask me if this was refreshing, the question would remain, but still, it's a few rather than not saying. I told her the truth for once.

Cordelia realized there that it was a strange thing to think about.

Would my brother be the kind of person to respond without asking what the story was about in the first place? Even if Emina had told you about going out shopping, would you be the one cutting yourself out before you heard the story?

(Maybe you didn't want me to say anything extra...? So first, I put the words together...?

Cordelia was suddenly questioned by Cyrus when she stumbled upon the idea.

"... you care about this book?

"Huh? Yeah, yeah."

Cordelia affirmed with some confusion the unexpected question.

The gaze, which was unconsciously slightly lowered, was just around my brother's knee, just the angle to reach a book without a cover.

Of course I didn't care about the book.

But even though unconscious, he said again, 'Do you care about the untitled book my brother is reading?' I would be interested if I were to talk about it. But why all of a sudden?

Cyrus replied in just one word to the confused cordelia.

"Diary."

"Is your brother keeping a diary?

The diary doesn't suit my brother - I don't think it translates. But I didn't think you were writing. I know the way my brother writes his diary can be a picture, but I can't imagine what look he's writing on.

But Cyrus kept saying things without ever having to worry about cordelia like that.

"At an early age, I was told to write in the practice of letters. I stopped when I was a knight."

"Did you stop for a reason?

"It was a change in the rhythm of life. When I realized it, my habits were gone."

... and that I was losing the time to resume my new life or get used to it? But then I used to wear it until I was fifteen. In that book is written a picture of my brother from a very young age until he was a boy. I find that more interesting than any author's book.

…………

…………

"... I won't show you"

"I'm sorry."

Cordelia, of course, knew it was very unlikely that she would be able to show me her diary. I would never show it to you if I were you. but my brother told me about the diary. I also had very slight expectations. So some discretionary and commensurate disappointment also arises.

At the same time, however, I also found Cyrus' remarks surprising. I should have been able to flush it without touching on the topic, but the way I deliberately refused it is more childish than usual. I guess I really don't like it. Kind of cute.

"But how did you get the diary?

Of course I read the diary, so I can think of 'miss my childhood'. But the look on my brother's face with his closed diary on his lap doesn't look like such an atmosphere.

Cyrus still answered Cordelia's question with a pale voice.

"When I was a kid, I wondered what I was thinking... fu"

I'm your brother, so I'm sure you'll think of something difficult... Cordelia swallowed the word. This is my brother. He was the brother who took up the position of deputy chief of the First Kingsguard unit so that he could rush through. Somehow, but it's hard to imagine you're keeping a childish diary.

(but when they say that, they might want to see extra)

What do you mean you know you can't see it, but you want to see it extra? Rather, Cordelia regained her feelings while regretting slightly what she had heard. You can't just listen to me persistently. It is not a matter of imminent necessity. Giving up is also important. Though that just makes me extra interested.

Cyrus went on to say words to Cordelia trying to step out that way.

"What you think is an idea that has always been in your mind is not exactly the same if you read it back. Some thoughts are young but late, others I forgot at some point. If that's the case, the diary is useful."

Cordelia didn't know if that was a word directed at herself or a word her brother had made herself say and hear. But in any case, I guess he got some satisfaction. A young brother convinces his current brother. It's kind of weird.

"Nevertheless... even your brother sometimes forgets"

"What do you think I am?

Of course Cyrus had a strange atmosphere, not the wind that he was angry. "Of course I think it's your brother," Cordelia smiled with a grin and misled. It is suspicious whether such deception will work for Cyrus. But he didn't seem very interested in the split he asked, so he threw another question at Cordelia.

"You keep a diary, too, don't you?

"Yeah, once."

It's more like a mix of diaries and experimental records... than an overwhelming amount of experimental records, but once Cordelia has written down her daily events as well. It is one of the essential routines because it combines beautiful character practice.

"You should be honest with me about what you thought. I'm sure it'll come in handy later."

Cordelia said yes to that Cyrus word.

(Don't forget the beginning, huh)

Current thinking is born with the combined stimulation and experience of previous and present life. But I don't remember all the processes that gave rise to this thought. Most of the time, except for the most impressive daily events, ten days from now, and a year from now, I wonder, 'Did that happen?' More moonlight would make it impossible to recall correctly trying to look back in the future 'I wonder what I was thinking back then'. I'm sure there's a mix of thoughts I've received as I grow, even if I'm not going to forget it. And I guess what my brother says' I forgot 'will come about.

I don't know if I have a chance to look back. But maybe that's why I'm feeling it now. Conversely, if you thought exactly the same thing ten years away as you do now, that might be interesting. Whatever it is, I don't know unless I start writing it. Starting today, let's write.

So Cordelia got annoyed.

(Diary. Write. … there is a way to bring your brother and Christina closer together)

From previous life memories that come to mind, it could be a bit of a childish means. I'm also a little embarrassed to say. But I felt like I didn't want to miss it as a cordelier more than it could possibly be.

(It's okay, even if you play innocent child, I'd rather your brother and Christina get along. Even if that's a somewhat odd pattern to say, if you break it off from the usual......!

So ready, Cordelia smiled and looked straight at Cyrus.

And I said my wish.

"Brother, I have a favor to ask you. Please write to Christina."

"Letter?"

"That's right. I don't have much time to talk to you. I'll give it to you tomorrow, and we'll have more to talk about next time we meet, won't we? I, too, seem to be singling out Christina all the time."

He was my brother, who originally had a habit of keeping a diary every day. I'm sure there's no trouble with the text. With that in mind, Cordelia said the real thing with a full grin.

"Because of this, please write to me in the Maasara Journal."

"... write to me in my diary?

"Yes. And now I'm going to get a reply from Christina in that diary. It's an exchange diary."

"Do you want to... exchange diaries?

What are you talking about? Cordelia faced Cyrus with a serious look that

My brother's expression, 'What's the point in that?' is natural. There is no such custom in this country. Rather, Cordelia herself has never even experienced it in her previous life. It is only seen in cartoons, cartoons and novels. I just know the outline. An exchange diary is one that you write about what you want to share or tell the person you give the diary to. And that alone is no different from a letter. But there are parts that do differ from the letter.

"It has its advantages. For example, once you send the letter, it won't be on hand, will it? But in the exchange diary, you can look at the text you sent, and you can see the reply."

I've never had a problem with a letter.

"Of course I wouldn't have any trouble just exchanging. But… for example, if you want to discuss a date, don't you think it would be better to see the history of the story? Besides, here's a consultation in the diary. Can't you get a little more stubborn than a letter?

Cordelia continued her words in a pushy manner, even though she had a little tea glare. Only the original self, the diary, spells the true meaning, and there is a possibility of a deeper sense of sharing than the two of us writing down what we see.

I don't even feel that it included childish impressions in previous life, but the very concept of an exchange diary does not exist in this world. Then I'm not worried about that at all.

I can hardly see how Cyrus was convinced by Cordelia's burgeoning remarks. But it is a loss if it does not stick as a cordelier than it has not been explicitly rejected. You can't lose.

But on the verge of getting a little hot, Cordelia coughed once and calmed herself down.

Don't be in a hurry, it's hard to attack your brother in a sexist fashion.

Until we change the way we attack. I rethought so and turned my serious expression to Cyrus.

"Forget the joke...... report, contact and consultation. I also find it useful from the point of view of being able to write down and reflect on these important things. What do you think?

"That's true, though."

"Your brother and Christina don't have much opportunity to talk. So I think it would be preferable if you could take a little closer to the dialogue. Of course it will be in a slightly different format...... I will also tell Christina that I came up with something strange and that I was forced to ask for it. So can't you write it down?

………

Cyrus didn't say anything. I don't see any signs of pulling to Cordelia, and I may have felt it was useless to say anything. But Cordelia still didn't mind. It's strangely persuaded me to smell like work, but I want you to try it first anyway. As we were just still banging each other's red eyes, Cyrus eventually sighed.

"... you can write, but don't force Christina to"

"It's a mochi"

"I can't write a big deal"

Don't worry about it.

"Totally... who the hell do you look like"

"Thank you," Cordelia thanked her with a smile to the compromise gesture her brother had shown her.

I told Cyrus I'd give it to him tomorrow morning. Cordelia said another wish after all.

"Your brother, too, please let me know when you have time to meet Christina. Sorry to bother you. Of course, if you accept my invitation, I'll come."

"... oh"

"Time, make it, will you?

"... oh"

"If you have plans, let me know, will you?

"Oh."

I don't know how feasible my brother's reply is.

But if you insist on more contacts this way, you might have a good turning point in your brother's relationship with Christina. Cordelia felt a little lighter when she thought so. It's not like we have a bad impression of each other in an atmosphere where we don't see each other originally. I would be happy if the situation improved at all.

Plus, as a cordelia, if you feel less concerned, you can focus on silk. Of course, there is no guarantee that I can do it quickly with clarification, but I also feel tempered just as much as my worries have decreased. I have to be very careful not to empty my temper.

"It's almost dinner time. If there's anything you want to do, you should clean it up as soon as possible."

"Yes."

Fortunately, the story kicked in. Cordelia thanked her brother for his words and tried to return to her room.

It's not like I had something to clean up in a short time. So I had a good option to sit down to talk to my brother a little more, but I still decided to be a little reluctant. My brother has the diary in his hand. Maybe that's because I haven't read it yet. Plus I need time to get a diary to Christina. It makes no sense if you get in your way yourself, and the story is fine with another machine.

Cordelia decided so and tried to leave the room as it was.

"Cordelia"

But Cordelia stopped and turned around once she tried to put her hand on the door. I wonder what it is? I think so. Cyrus spoke short to Cordelia.

"Don't go deep."

There's no way I can't predict what that advice would point to.

It was a different, low and sharp sound than before. What? It was a voice that only made me think I was stupid to ask back. And that became the answer to my brother's earlier discomfort.

(Your brother is supposed to 'not know')

Nevertheless, I don't know how far my brother's information is. My brother may also be in the process of exploring information as a job by not giving details. There is also the possibility that I am simply looking into it on my own. Still, it was not an order to stop Cordelia.

(... I don't know what your brother thinks. But if 'you don't mind if I don't bother you' then I'll just let you do what I can)

Yes, Cordelia interpreted. And I got a childish grin.

"I'm with you, Christina. I'll learn from you, lady."

Cyrus remained faceless to Cordelia's words.

But I also felt slightly frightened. The expression revived the phrase 'who do I look like', which I was told earlier. but cordelia flushed them all with a smile.

I can't answer Cordelia even if it really hit my imagination and they were throwing that question at me again. Because Cordelia has a sense of greed. Because I don't have the answer in the first place because I feel like 'I want to learn this kind of thing about this guy' instead of 'who I want to look like'.