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

I'll be out in front of the people who visited me at the night club after Elvis greets me and then they send me an admission signal.

Because of that being taught, Cordelia stood still with Ishma. I salute you all, dance and greet you individually with Elvis as you are. I choose the scent that becomes a souvenir in doing so - yes, Ishma laughed next door as I was organizing the flow in my head.

"I thought you were unexpectedly calm, but you're not laughing enough"

"... right"

"It's okay. It's beautiful, so Cordelia just needs to be grand. The new fragrance also suits Cordelia well. What's that smell?

"It's a rose. We've changed the way we extract essential oils before."

"Are the flowers the same?

"Yes, it's in the greenhouse, it's a red rose"

"Well, even the extraction method is a lot more aromatic."

But Ishma, who had said so much, showed a little thought, so Cordelia leaned her neck as well.

"Brother? Can I help you?

"... the rose you used for it is the red one Cordelia is planting, right?

"Yes, a friend made arrangements for me. They're adding more variety to their mother's hobbies, and it's a secret flower that's not out there."

"Right."

"What's wrong with the rose?

"No, I've seen very similar flowers before. But I guess it's something else."

Cordelian roses with an emphasis on fragrance are not strongly characterised by petals. There are many others if only red roses, so there will be mistakes in Ishma.

"Cordelia cares about that rose."

"Yes, it's a flower I love so much"

It has a slightly different scent from the previous life, either because of the variety of roses, and the different extraction methods, but it must be my favorite scent, including the previous life.

(The stage for the first protagonist in my life, the environment you're getting ready for, and my condition should be great)

With that in mind, Cordelia raised her face and stared straight at the door that was about to pass.

There, Deacon Hans asked what was going on in the hall and when Cordelia was leaving. But Cordelia also fully realized that her turn was approaching because she didn't have to get as close to the door as Hans, but because of the clarity and Elvis' voice coming from inside. And that's the same with Ishma.

Cordelia, give me your hand.

"Yes, brother"

"You're back to normal with a smile. Congratulations again."

"Thank you"

"Well, one shame is that I'm the person you're dealing with today. I guess I should have been a nice fiancée too. Well, I'm not even here, so be patient with me today."

If they made a joke like that, Cordelia seemed desperate to blow it by accident.

Cordelia felt the blinding light jump in as the door to the hall opened.

It was never dark in the place so far, but I guess the glittering chandeliers, the light-filled halls of the lamps, and then the eyes of the guests who turned to themselves at the same time made it feel that way.

But strangely, I wasn't so nervous, unlike when I waited.

I was able to observe my surroundings calmly, although not in the condition that I could afford it. The face and name of the attendees are tapping into their heads. So while facing the front, I saw the people jumping into the edge of my sight to get an idea of what was going on with the attendees. There should probably be no absentees.

It also sounds clearer than I thought people would speak.

There was also a mix of voices in it that spoke about the fragrance that Cordelia wrapped around, with zero natural grin.

And as we progressed, we also saw Nilpama and the Marquises of Frantheim and Vernault.

(And then... is that your sister?

It was Malvina Owens, the twin sister of Cyrus and married to the three duke's family, who never saw more of it than her brothers who almost accidentally looked out for you. Rumor has it that the husband will soon succeed his mother's Earl Territory, which is in an important place.

It's not unnatural to be here because Malvina is a bloody connected sister, but she's a person who has little in Cordelia's memory and never even shows up at her parents' house.

But Malvina's expression was calm and seemed to bless her sister's adulthood purely. It's a strange thing, even though there's only a thin involvement - thinking so quickly I got to the center of the hall.

So after confirming that the eyed Elvis nodded small, Cordelia turned away from Ishma and gracefully gave her a bowl of grace.

"Thank you for being here tonight. Beginning today I am joining you, my name is Cordelia Ena Pameladia. Thank you very much."

And smiled loosely.

Warm applause arose from the surroundings, and the orchestra began playing a delicate sound on the signal of it.

"Give me your hand, lady."

"Best wishes, brother"

He took Ishma's hand again, joking, and Cordelia took steps to match the music.

(I wonder how long it's been since I could step on all those bad and desperate triplets)

I'm sure it's also because of Ishma's lead.

But there must also be an effort that is fruitful.

"Sounds fun."

"Yeah. Very much."

There's plenty of room to talk small like this.

"I always thought you didn't know anything scary, but Cordelia's a big shot after all"

"Oh, there's something to be scared of."

"Suspicious, are you still bad at this?

"How do you know that?"

I'm not supposed to have made such a story Ishma, but where the hell did you hear it from?

But I knew that, and soon Cordelia also realized that there was only Ronnie, such as someone who was about to slip his mouth. And Ishma seemed to notice that, too.

"Looks like we have a good relationship. Above all."

"That's very much what I think. But Ronnie doesn't have to tell your brother anything, either."

I don't care, it's not a very well-dressed story.

Ishma laughed as Cordelia watched her cheeks swell.

"Sorry, I guess it was a bad time to say it. But that's it."

And the separation of the songs.

Gracefully gracious, and face up again.

"Ladies and gentlemen, enjoy tonight"

And seeing that the air of the place had eased, Cordelia returned to Elvis with Ishma. Even if Elvis was the host of the feast, his faceless expression was as usual.

Are you back?

"Yes, Father"

"Ishma had a hard time, too. Cordelia, now is the time for real work."

"Yes."

Yes, after the revelation, the time to say hello begins.

I need to observe what kind of person they are, and I just want to remember exactly what the story is for the next time I see them, but there's a lot of people this time. If you don't hold on, you accidentally fall out - and when Cordelia was in the mood again, a bright voice sounded there.

"Dear Elvis, Cordelia. We've got customers."

Those were nilpamas, and behind them were men and women of equal age who looked like Elvis.

"Long time no see, my son to Count Pameladia"

"This is the Duke and Mrs. Owens. Thank you for joining us."

"Good luck, huh? If you hadn't invited me, my wife's anger would have been terrible."

The Duke, bitterly smiling at Elvis's response, let the Lady slide her gaze as it was.

Cordelia similarly followed at the end of her gaze, where the Duchess of Owens had a very grinning grin.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Cordelia. You're so much prettier than I heard rumors. I sincerely congratulate your adult."

"Right, let me also celebrate from me. Congratulations."

"Thank you"

When Cordelia conveyed her gratitude, the couple also deepened their grin.

But at the next moment, the Lady looked sideways at Nilpama.

"I, Mr. Cordelia and I have been wanting to see each other for a long time, and I told Nilpama every tea party. But if it's about scented oil or something, it's still a prototype, so he didn't catch me."

"Oh, you can't let the Duchess do the tester"

"With that said, Nilpama doesn't use it. Besides, whatever your aunt's name is, Sarah, right?

Nilpama and Cordelia laughed small to the Duchess of Owens, who, though graceful, said a little like a child.

"Hey, Mr. Cordelia. Shop, you're building it now, right? Since when do you plan to open the store?

"You know me well."

"Of course. Because what cares"

"Now as soon as I'm ready, I'll tell you... for one thing, we have a souvenir for you to take home today. If you don't mind, I hope you can try."

"Well really!? Looking forward to it"

Having heard Cordelia's reply, the Duchess took Cordelia's hand.

Cordelia also opened her eyes for a moment to the momentum, but quickly returned to grin. At the same time, there was noise around, albeit somewhat suppressed. At that moment, Cordelia also found out how much anticipation I had.

Then Cordelia cast her magic into her eyes so that she could give her more than she expected, staring straight at the Duchess, looking for a scent that suited her.

(... I'm sure the Duchess would love it if it were Zeranium essential oils)

Then a souvenir set with zelanium face treatment oil, fragrance oil with lavender added, and then aromatic bathing agent with grapefruit added would be just fine.

Cordelia, judging so, invited Emina, who had refrained. Then, out of the cage held by Emina, a green decorative string with decorative balls was removed. The decorative strings, also woven with beads, are bracelet shaped.

"If I give you a souvenir now, it will be packed. I'll set up a place to give it to you on your way home, so until then, bring it here."

"Thank you, Mr. Cordelia. I'd like to talk to you more, but if I don't have much of a monopoly on you, I won't be able to talk to everyone else, will I? Next time, I'll invite you to a tea party. Sounds good to me. Don't worry, I have your sister."

"Thank you"

As for the case of Malvina, I am somewhat distressed by the response, but I cannot thank you enough for inviting me to the Duchess' Tea Party. The Duchess' Tea Party is called The Black Lily Tea Party, and Nilpama also hears that your wife's secret flies.

(I wonder if my aunt and Sarah would have made it easier for me to invite them)

But now that we are in front of the Duchess, we cannot ask that on this occasion. I also felt like they were going to laugh at me for being a secret when I asked about it.

"Oh, but before you leave. You have to congratulate your sister, too."

It was Malvina, who had refrained behind the couple, who showed up in the Duchess' words.

Malvina laughed quietly with a gentle atmosphere resembling Ishma more than Cyrus.

"Congratulations, Cordelia"

"Thank you, sister"

"I'm staying here tonight. Let's have some tea together before I go home tomorrow, shall we?

"Yes, I look forward to it"

While accepting the unexpected offer, Cordelia was very surprised inside.

It's just that sometimes it's before the Duchess, and I can't put that on my face. Upon completion of that greeting, Malvina left in front of the Cordelias with the Dukes.

And without setting aside, it was the Marquises of Frantheim and Vernault who came to replace them.

"You're still beautiful, Mr. Cordelia. Elvis would have a very high nose, wouldn't he?

"Congratulations, Mr. Cordelia"

"Marquis Frantheim, Master Sarah. Thank you."

From Vernault, it was just a greeting that I could lift my hands lightly, but I guess sometimes that's because I'm in front of my parents. After greeting Elvis lightly, the couple only told him that they wanted him to come to the mansion again, leaving the scene in time for Sarah to receive the decorative balls from Cordelia. At that departure, Vernor pointed to his own head. That's just Cordelia's hair decoration position.

"You're using it."

Yes, I felt told, so I smiled and nodded.

From then on, Cordelia was visited constantly by people, who exchanged greetings with large numbers of people.

It was the first time for Cordelia to exchange words with so many people at once, and when I finally breathed one, it was like breathing up in my heart.

If I looked up at Elvis properly, Elvis didn't look particularly unusual.

It would be a place that Elvis would never like either, such as in public, but I guess that still means he's used to it. When I thought that was Elvis, I accidentally got eyes on Elvis.

"... are you tired?

"No."

I'm really tired, but I can't leave this place.

If you look tired, you have to get back on your feet.

But Elvis, who called for near-field service, received the glass and gave it to Cordelia.

"You just need to hit the wind a little. If the air in your body changes, you can lose your head."

"But"

"The whole street greeting is over. Looks like there's a lot of fun going on around here. I just took it off a little and there's nothing wrong with it."

If Elvis had told me so, Cordelia had no objection.

It's a cared for offer, so you should be thankful to accept it if you don't have a reason to say no.

"Now let me sweeten your words"

"Oh."

Even when you go outside, the venue's stirring reaches your ears.

Quiet gardens are usually a little busy today.