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

"What are you doing in the orphanage, Dili?"

"I wanted to go to know if there was anything I could do rather than do."

First of all, I promised to visit again in five days, and it was only moments before I left the witch's house.

Cordelia answered a pale question from Vernault on her way home.

"I simply want to know. I only know the orphanage by letters. If I could find out at one end of the spectrum, I'd think it would also explore the opportunity to live. And I'm curious to hear about the city."

"Sure, it would involve charity, and inspections would be meaningful,"

"That sort of thing. So if I could give you a tour, I'd like to."

To Cordelia's answer, Vernault seemed convinced, "Well, that sounds like a dilly".

But that wasn't all Cordelia thought. Why orphanages are there, for example.

(Sickness or accident… I think there are many different causes. Of course it would involve dark fever)

As soon as I realized the possibility, I heard a voice wanting to go.

A disease that would have cost me my life myself, and that caused one of Ted's the other day. There is too little knowledge and strength to figure out the cause of a direct illness, but I want to do my best if the illness can alleviate the disaster it has caused at all. I had that thought.

Of course it doesn't mean I'm not interested in any other disease. I think it has nothing to do with why. But from close quarters, I thought about it the most.

"I think I'll go, too."

"Is Jill interested in Oulu, too?

"I hear that the orphanage does not have a back shield for the nobility and operates in the village. I've heard a little bit about the operation, but I'd actually like to see it"

"Uh... speaking of which, I'm sure... the nobleman I was assisting fell"

"That's right. Until twenty years ago, they were assisted by a certain baron family, but they fell brilliantly out of wrongdoing. There was talk of assistance from the state as a matter of urgency at that time, but when I did it in the village, the then Dean declared, and I have been piercing that since. I think it would be a great opportunity if you could invite me."

"... I'm free to go, but I don't know if I can just go"

Seeing Vernault saying that to Jill, Cordelia thought it was unusual.

Vernault is the type that doesn't fit into the common sense of the so-called aristocracy. If I say so, I think that any unscrupulous person will do it with dignity. Is it because there is something about Jill's house that that Vernor says negatively? Jill may also be born into a tolerant house if you look at her with Vernault, but it may not be as tolerable as the Frantheim family. But Jill didn't show how to pull it off at all.

"Isn't that nice? Vernor."

"That's good... you know, when you say that, it's always time to make up your mind"

Rarely does Vernault cover his eyes with one hand all the time saying "I've been hit". Jill is still smiling, but "I'm sorry we got mad together," Vernault resented. It's still a rare look.

"You two are really close."

"Well, if you leave me alone, I don't know where you're going, and this guy's an outsider."

"It's rude. Even though Vernault often invites me out."

"Oh man..."

I knew very well that we were really close.

And when I got near the fountain, I said, "Shall I walk you home?," Vernault told me, "but there's Ronnie, too, and I don't need him. Besides, he's out there. I want to shop and then go home. When I said that, Vernault tilted his neck.

"What are you going to buy?

"A little note, please. Yes, Master Vernault. Does Master Vernault know what color Clifton and Maruise like?

"Clifton and Maruise? No, whatever color you want... why are you interacting with those two?

"I wanted to know a little bit about the ocean, and let me ask you something. You were both very helpful with your knowledge."

They could treat me weird again when it comes to wanting seagrass here, etc.

That's what Cordelia said, who thought so, but Vernault is somewhat convinced of the sighing "... oh, it's Dillie," he said. I could have predicted enough that you were thinking rude with that attitude, but I wouldn't dare ask. That's what snakes are for.

"Good day, then. Dear Vernor, Dear Jill,"

"Speaking of which, we're back to square one. No Master, right?

"I'll take it off when you visit. But I usually need to get it right. If you accidentally called me" Vernault "in public, they might suspect you were engaged."

That would be unfortunate, wouldn't it?

Vernault shrugged his shoulder, saying, "That's a big accident indeed," if I let that be included. After seeing it, Cordelia turned her back on them and walked out with Ronnie. But shortly afterwards, he said, "Dilly!" Jill's voice arrived.

"I'll write to you again!

Cordelia also "Yes, me too" naturally leaked a grin on Jill like that.

Then he got a note at the stationery store and went back to the mansion, where Cordelia asked Lara where she was when she deposited the book she owed Emina. And then I hear you say you're in the greenhouse, and you accompany Ronnie over there.

"I'm home, Lara"

"Oh, welcome home, lady! And then Ronnie! Don't you have any souvenirs?

"I'm afraid I don't have any souvenirs."

"That's too bad. Speaking of which, the package has arrived for the lady. I brought it here because I had trouble with the storage area."

"Luggage?"

"Yeah, seagrass soaked in sea water."

"Oh, yeah. Thanks."

Did you get your package first, even though you hadn't decided when to ask for it yet? Besides, it would have weighed a lot to say that it arrived soaked in sea water... but Cordelia was more stuck in words for a moment in what Lara said extremely naturally. Surely there will be no such thing as a warrant for wanting seagrass soaked in seawater besides yourself.

But I got what I wanted. Cordelia followed Lara's finger with her eyes pointing to the edge of the greenhouse.

"... quite a bit."

"Yeah. The haulier looked very heavy, too."

Cordelia was also overwhelmed for a moment by more than I thought, but this means it's okay to fail as many times as you want. I received an envelope from Lara saying, "Here's your letter," thanking her again. It was from Maruiz. The letter just said that there was a flight to Wang Du... but I feel this is arranged exclusively, no matter how you look at it. I also felt kind of sorry for him.

"I have to write back to Master Maruiz later."

"Later...... does that mean you're just going to use this?

"Yes, my goal this time is to make 'very thin edible paper'"

Lara turned her eyes round to Cordelia's answer.

paper? paper?? and moved his hand several times, still unimaginable, but eventually asked the nodding cordelia directly.

"I don't know, but I think it's amazing. But what the hell do you use it for?

"I'm replacing Oblate, who's on the market today. It's going to make it easier for kids and the elderly to take medication, and it's going to be something they can use for treats."

"Hey, lady, you're thinking something funny."

It was Ronnie who had been in the conversation there.

"But are you willing to paper this on raw materials?

"No, I think it's hard to use it as it is. So get ready under there first."

I'm going to make cold weather first. Place the tengtha in the sun, dried in the heavenly sun with real water. While doing so, it becomes transparent, so boil it in a pan until tender. After that, whisk the grass and freeze the broth in a container. Then the moisture drains, so the cold weather is ready to dry... Cordelia said, but the fine particles, including water distribution and time to boil and dissolve, are a mystery.

"... me, can I do it, it"

"Huh? Are you sure?

Of course, I was willing to ask for help, but Ronnie is oddly aggressive, "lady, because there's too much to do and it could be behind you". Ronnie continued with a serious look.

"I have a grandmother, too. It's hard to take medicine powder and really, so if you can, you want to do it."

"Well, Ronnie, I'd like to ask you, can I just say one thing?"

"Yes."

"What I just said from Tengusa is only one ingredient. Plus I think I'll use potato starch. But I don't know the formula. Maybe 100% potatoes. Ultimately, it's all boiled down, stretched thin, and dried."

When I said that, Ronnie had a rare and serious look on her face, but she put her hand on her forehead and crouched into the spot after telling me with an expression that she wasn't supposed to say it all at once. It's worse than I thought. Cordelia smiled bitterly at the words that had come to zero.

"Stop?"

"No, I'll do it. Besides, I do think the idea is a good thing. It may also be possible to gain access to the Great Bookshelf if it is successfully spread to the public. You're after him, aren't you?

"Oh, do you understand?

"I know. I'm interested in castle books, too. I'll think about it in that direction, because if you decide to call me an assistant, lady inventor, I'll let you in."

"Oh, I don't mind working together."

"Please don't. Absolutely. I'm interested in big bookshelves, but I don't like annoying things."

That kind of Ronnie said, "Well, you're going to heaven-dry him first, I'm going to prepare him," he just left the greenhouse. While still thinking he was more aggressive than usual, Cordelia decided to write a reply to Maruiz. I tried to ask Lara to prepare a pen for that... but Lara was staring at the seagrass.

"Lara?"

"... lady, I'll do that too"

"Huh? Lara's gonna help, too?

"I'll help! You can cook, and I'm sure!

That said, Lara ran to Ronnie's without even hearing back. Cordelia was surprised, but laughed bitterly because she heard some noisy reward from the outside. I don't suppose Lara is saying it with a thought either. The cordeliers are taking care of the greenhouse properly by the time they return.

(Well, I'll write to you... and then I'll have to think about taking care of my father's favors)

With that in mind, Cordelia first thought about going back to her room. Before I left, I wanted to ask Lara how the pencil was progressing, but when I saw her framing with Ronnie outside the greenhouse, I decided I could water her, and I decided to ask again tomorrow.

And back in his room, Cordelia quickly spelled out a thank you letter to Maruiz. Unlike the letters I usually send to Jill, they follow the proper format. The letter should be writeable, but I guess I can't help but think I'm just a little unfamiliar with it. Because most of the time I usually write what I think.

That's how I put a flower sign in the letter I finished writing and sealed it. By the time I deposited that letter with Hans, it was a good time, so we had dinner, and next we decided to wait for our father to return. Because I have to ask Elvis for permission to get to the village of Oulu.

But I didn't wait in my room, I chose the library.

Cordelia, who only asked Emina to let me know if Elvis came home, looked in the library for a statement about the territory's orphanage. The books Cordelia found, though, were all lined up like Cordelia already knew.

(In which city, who is the investor? If you're limited to territory, you already know about this in learning)

And then… I guess policies, for example, are different.

There were also reports of income and expenditure relationships regarding the Pamela family's deep involvement, but no detailed items were posted. Probably at my father's disposal, but maybe it's not what I put in the book.

(But I still want to go. This is an opportunity to show you in person)

When Cordelia thought of it that way, the door to the library sounded open.

Is it Emina? Ronnie was the one Cordelia looked back at, thinking so. Cordelia was a little surprised, but Ronnie also looked surprised that Cordelia was there again.

"That's unusual, Ronnie's out of the office."

"Neither is the lady. You'll be in your room for the most part this time. Are you in a hurry to find out?

"Yeah, well. And Ronnie?"

When asked so, Ronnie roared "Hmmm," then shrugged her shoulder "Ma, come on".

"I need to find out a little bit about the ingredients of the paper I can eat. Well, I was wondering if you'd be rude to the lady who's making plans for me."

"Huh?"

"I'm willing to go with the main ingredient that my lady was there for once, but, well, it's also possible that there are other suitable ingredients. I thought I'd do some digging."

"You are. That would help."

"Good. I thought the lady wouldn't be mad, but when she went to school, she was pretty pissed off at the teachers for doing this."

I see, a lot of people in the School of Magic have quite a stiff head.

Though sad and sad, Cordelia said, "Can I borrow Lara tomorrow?," asked Ronnie.

"Yeah, of course you don't mind. What's wrong?"

"I'm going to ask you how the stationery you're asking for is done, and I'm going to even make a little smell bag. I wish I could be a souvenir to the orphanage kids."

The witch said she was going to make muffins, but she thought she could take something simple herself. Then Ronnie laughed small.

"I don't mind. He's clever enough to be done with it."

"Yes, thank you"

"More than that, lady, I, I've been curious about one thing today. That Jill girl...... where did you get to know her?

"When I was eight. You must have been there to buy a flask. I knew him then."

"Uh... that time"

"What's wrong?

Nothing. No wonder Ronnie has friends where he doesn't know. Cordelia questioned bothering to ask me, though I should know a hundred of them. Was that the face I saw after a while? Ronnie had a strange look on her face, but eventually shook her head.

"No, I knew I would stop. They're gonna think you're an asshole."

"I wonder what that means?

"Hmmm......"

Cordelia waited for such a badly toothed Ronnie reply, but before she heard that reply, there was a knocking noise in the room. It was Emina.

"My lady, my husband is back. Dinner's already done."

"Okay. Is your father in the room?

"No, it's a study"

"Yes."

I couldn't hear Ronnie's response, but I also think it's probably not enough to care. I'm curious about what 'hard work' is, but the other guy is Jill. Vernor is the one who wants to talk lightly and Cordelia has been interacting with him for four years now. So I don't think it's a big deal to make a mistake... but does that mean it's not the same thing to say to Ronnie I first met?

(Ronnie will talk to you if he feels like it, too)

With that in mind, Cordelia turned to the study to meet her father.

Excuse me, Cordelia.

"Open"

I have no affection for my father's voice even today, but as usual, my permission to enter the room came out very well.

His father looked at the paperwork even after Cordelia entered the room. I always feel a lot more loaded today. Looks busy as ever. I don't think it would be a good idea to have a very long time, so Cordelia cut to the point.

"We have visited today with the Vernaults the pharmacists who deal with medicinal herbs. We'd like to keep you posted."

"Was there something you wanted to learn"

"Yes, some herbs I have not seen yet and you are very knowledgeable. We also want to teach you how to combine herbs."

"Right."

There was no particular word of denial coming out of Elvis's mouth. They don't have a problem going through it continuously. Elvis opens his mouth when Cordelia thinks he's cleared the first stage first.

"I'm not here just to report. What do you want"

Cordelia laughed bitterly in her heart that Elvis's way of saying it just didn't find out. But I didn't put it on the table, and I answered calmly.

"I'd like to visit the orphanage."

"An orphanage?

"The medic you asked me about today is helping me with an orphanage in Oulu. They'll accept you if they want a tour."

"Oulu, huh"

"I have never visited an orphanage in the Territory yet either. So I don't know what the difference is between an oul and a territory. But I think this is a valuable opportunity to spread the word. We also want to strive to restore what we have gained in our territory."

Where Cordelia had said that, Elvis stopped the hand he was writing.

"How did the pharmacist appear in your eyes?"

"Huh?... She was a very sweet woman. And when I scolded her, I thought she scolded me."

"Right."

That's unusual, Cordelia thought.

I didn't feel unusual about what I was asked. Would it have happened that Elvis has been asking questions without looking? But I couldn't ask that. Elvis had some hard air to ask.

"Take Ronnie"

"... can I go?

"I can't do anything where I went. But you have to avoid that you didn't get anything. You should remember that."

"Thank you"

"Speaking of which, I hear you've got a strangely large package."

"Yep. I got you some seagrass"

"Are you thinking of something again"

"Look forward to it"

There was no reply to Cordelia's words, but I could see Elvis lifting the edge of his mouth just a little. I felt more amused than I was getting expectations.

But I could care less there.

(Did your father... how did he spend his childhood?

No way. I wouldn't be picking up seagrass or asking the mountains for medicinal herbs, like myself.

My brothers told me that the way my brothers spent their childhood took up considerable time studying and martial arts archery. Was my father the same?

But I couldn't ask that. The reason for this is the amount of paperwork there.

Cordelia thought she could even ask any more of the extras because she still has a sense of being in the way. If I were to ask, it would be when my father already sees room.

Then Cordelia thanked him and left the room without interrupting.

Then I went back to my room and started choosing a cloth that would be the ingredient for tomorrow's smell bag making.

Cordelia remembered the witch's eyes when she took some cloth and eventually the green cloth.

He was a very nice guy.

You were a warm man, and with that in mind, I also remembered that Cordelia was pointed out to Jill as resembling a witch. Then it still lit up, and then I felt happy.