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

On the day of the first night club to attend since adulthood, Cordelia decided to put a face to the store only in the morning. The female magicians at the store made me go home early, or even told Elvis that I was too fond of working, but Cordelia laughed bitterly that the level was still different there. It still takes effort to be as good as Elvis.

And today, Cordelia saw Kaylee having her first direct customer service conversation.

Usually I heard the image of the sample in a message while thoroughly on the back, and it seemed that I was trying to communicate my intentions, but a new image appeared, and I wanted to talk to the customer. Cordelia watched the situation softly, but Kaylee seemed nervous all the time during the conversation. But still, his face looked satisfied when the conversation ended and he was released from tension.

I didn't give the customer's card directly after finishing it instantly, but Kaylee was happy with a small voice as she opened the door just a little to see how the customer was doing. Apparently, her client's reaction fully exceeded her expectations.

Even when handing over cards to colleagues, the tension still seems to be going on, but Cordelia is still happy if she finds the pleasure.

"That's very popular, Master Kayleigh"

"Oh, thank you, Master Cordelia"

I leaned over in a hurry, Kaylee, but I saw it was time and Cordelia, and I made a very small voice.

"Um... I'm itchy to be happy with something like that."

"I know how that feels."

But still, I also know the pleasure is still winning.

However, there was still only one thing I couldn't miss hearing.

"Dear Kayleigh, because of this, why don't you stop 'me or something'?

"Huh...?

"Is it a waste of time to put on words like that, even though it's very nice"

But Kaylee was confused by Cordelia's words.

"But..."

"Those who are delighted are delighted by Kayleigh's work. If those people heard Kayleigh say that, they'd be saddened."

But Kaylee shook her head loosely.

"I... am really happy that you have found that even I would be happy. But except for this stunt, there's really nothing else... I still think I'm right."

"But even if Kayleigh thinks so, I think Kayleigh is very nice. Of course, it's a shallow day that we're still dating, but it still tells the full story"

Kaylee looked up at the words as if they had been played.

At the same time, he stared at Cordelia while showing a little wolf.

"Um, if you don't mind... somewhere, can I ask you something?

"Sure. But can I tell you a lot?

"Huh...?

"The first thing I want to do is be very compassionate and kind. Even if you're not very good in public, I think that's exactly what you look like today, where priority is given to the possibility of their pleasure. Then it's nice to know that some of you feel intelligent. I think it's very nice with dark hair."

"Uh... this, hair too?

"Yeah, nice, calming color, right?"

"Um... the... really...?

As if Cordelia's words were misheard, Kaylee was upset.

But that's true. There are not many dark hair in this country, but it is a very familiar color in the cordelia.

"I had good hair like Cordelia. If it were a color like Cordelia's, I might have felt a little more confident than I do now."

"Does Master Kayleigh not like your own hair color?

"... I used to be told at a young age. It's like a whale getting wet in the rain, and... I wonder if I'm going to look like that because it's dark."

"Huh?"

"The hair color, all my family, is like this. But I'm sure I'm the only one to be told that. If only my personality... even a tenth of Master Cordelia, if it were bright... it might not have looked that way"

Cordelia was stunned by the word 'wet whale'.

(No, it's certainly a word not found in this country -)

That has twisted suspicions inside the cordelia, wondering if there has been a tremendous mistake.

"Dear Kayleigh, may I make a confirmation just in case? Well, weren't the stories of the whales told in the way of" wet whales "instead of" in the rain "?

"Huh...? I wonder if wet squid is this color."

Hearing Kaylee's reply blinking her eyes, Cordelia breathed relief.

"Dear Kayleigh, that's probably a compliment."

There is no particular sense of abhorrence or respect for the existence of a wu in this country.

So it's no wonder you just feel like 'it's a bird wet in the rain' like Kaylee. I've never even dared to hear of Cordelia.

(But - maybe, there is, the word)

There are many items in this world that were liked by Nihon. So is the fox mask that Jill had, and so is the glass pen. If a culture is growing somewhere in the world that reminds you of Nihon, it's not surprising to have that word.

"In the first place, there's no nobleman to speak ill of Kayleigh's hair color. 'Cause isn't His Highness Sylvester the same color?"

"Oh, that's..."

"I don't know who said it, but if you said it to Master Kaylee, wouldn't you hate the royal family?

Upon Cordelia's inquiry, Kaylee shook her head sideways with momentum. Then there would be little chance of a mistake.

"The 'wet squid' I know is a compliment to a woman's hair. It is also referred to as wet feathery, etc., but it is a term that refers to glossy beautiful hair. I thought you might have read it in some literature."

Cordelia smiled at Kaylee, even feeling it could have been a verbal complaint if she did poorly. Kaylee still looked incredibly bewildered, but she couldn't seem to argue more than Sylvester's name came up.

"But that's a compliment, and I just want to suggest one thing to Master Kayleigh."

"Duh, what is it...?

"Why don't you get your forehead, arranged a little? I'm sure that's all you'll see."

Kaylee said earlier, "If it's bright," the hope is a little creative. Unfortunately, Kaylee's forehead is too long now. Even if you don't cut it, you should change your impression considerably just by making it flush to the side. I'd like to see Cordelia herself look at that.

"Or... I'll think about it..."

But I guess it was embarrassing for Kaylee to do that.

I was just a little sorry I didn't get an instant answer, but it wasn't rejected. Cordelia thought to sneak up on it.

"But I knew...... I, too, still don't have enough knowledge. Dear Cordelia, I'm sure I realized immediately that I was praised because of my immaturity."

"I just happened to know. Besides, it's worse to say words that don't get to them."

If that's what you're really saying, I can think of all the possibilities it might have been. And if I had predicted, I wouldn't have imagined the possibility that the person I told Kayleigh wouldn't pass on, even if I didn't, as I disparaged him.

(... Me too, let's be careful. Something tough if accidental is going to be outrageous)

I knew that different cultures would change the meaning, but if I saw that it had been something that left a wound in my heart for years, I had to think so.

"Um... Dear Cordelia. You're going to a night club today."

"Yes."

"Well, take care, you're welcome to come"

"Thank you"

But as I thanked him, Cordelia was unsure how to react to what was difficult to say. Unless you're worried about basic manners, there's nothing else you should be aware of at night clubs...... and I'd like to think.

I want to, but I just prayed that the words I received because of it didn't bode well for me.