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

And night.

Cordelia, who first showed up at a nightclub after adulthood, was immediately called out to Miles.

"Welcome, Mr. Cordelia"

"Good day, Master Miles. It's an honor to have you here today."

"No, I'm glad you're here. Because I was too busy to do it yet."

Cordelia was relieved by the voice from someone she knew.

I didn't mean to be so nervous, but that just seemed too nervous to notice.

"But are you okay? I hear the store is thriving. Aren't you tired?

"It's a little rough, but I'm thankful I'm busy. Besides, if you pull it off forever, you may forget it."

"If it's thriving, you'll never forget it. In fact, it's still getting a lot of attention here. My mother was interrupting the store, so I was wondering if she could talk to me later."

The Viscountess Gannell, a little further away, seems to be surrounded and thriving by women her age now, so she may get in the way when she goes to talk to her. But if you're interested, I'd love to take a look at the fold and talk to you before I go home. If you don't sell it when you sell it, it's a loss.

"Enjoy it. I would have liked to sign up for the dance if I could... but I think the women might have resented me if I signed up here."

And as Cordelia also ran her gaze as Miles glanced around her, she noticed that her gaze was gathering in Cordelia, especially from a young woman. Sometimes Miles gets noticed because he's the organizer's son, but I feel somewhat gazed at myself.

"If I talk to Mr. Cordelia too long, they might think I have less time to talk."

In those words, which seemed a little loose, Cordelia let go for a moment before exhaling all the time. I'm happy with the expectations from the women - but this situation is not very good. Yes, it's too well worth coming here just to talk to a woman if you're just going to network, but the purpose of Cordelia's coming to the nightclub is also to want to meet her future opponents.

From a situation in which she seems to be a friend, and even the son of the organizer, a difficult woman to invite to the dance, we have to try to modify the track. At least let me dance a song or so, and I just want to appeal to you that it's not hard to get close to your surroundings.

"Oh, is Master Miles dissatisfied with you?

"Huh? No, that's outrageous"

"Oh, excuse me. I thought you were complaining."

Miles shrugged his shoulder after being surprised by Cordelia's words, which he jokingly said.

"But... right. Okay, my lady. Can I have one song, please? It's rude of you not to invite me even though you're here because of me."

Then he took the hand offered and Cordelia headed to the center of the hall.

I'm not anxious to dance - I thought so, but I noticed a fuss along the way.

(Something embarrassing... like...)

I don't think I have a problem with my dance.

but close. I knew that by now because it's not my first time dancing, but I've just realized for the first time that even a relatively close friend like Miles has to be nervous.

Although it wasn't in public, I used to dance with Jill. But if that was now... could it have danced as calmly as then?

(This isn't even growth…)

The only thing you can do now is believe that if you multiply the number of times, you'll get used to it.

After a song dance, Cordelia went straight back to her original place with Miles.

I sincerely respected a lot of people and people dancing many songs for the tiredness I felt more than I thought.

"Good day, Mr. Cordelia to Miles"

"Clifton. He was here."

"Well, I'm coming. I'm busy."

Clifton of the Count Huck family was still with Miles when Cordelia first met. As far as the serenity between the houses, both of which have a raw business involving the sea, is concerned, I guess they also fit in.

"I'm sorry about your tiredness, but I have one favor for Mr. Cordelia... okay?

"What is it like?

"Next time I want to give a gift to a woman. Will you talk to me?

I'm saying it lightly, but I know exactly what's going on.

I didn't expect to get a romantic consultation on this occasion, but if you mean you trust me and rely on me, I'd love to be there for you.

"If that's the case, I'd be happy to. They have cute things in the store, too. If you are Master Clifton, you may look outside the store hours. You can do it slower."

"It'll help. I don't really feel comfortable talking to my mother or sister."

"Somehow, I'm sure you feel"

Even Cordelia would be quite embarrassed if she were to talk to her father or brother. - No, in the case of Elvis, who's turning down a matchmaker, the question itself becomes whether he'll give me advice.

"Well, I'll get back to you. I'd like to pack it now, but it's time for the women's patience to be at its limit."

"Oh, that's true."

And Clifton and Miles were grinning around.

Then the women approached Cordelia to signal it. At the same time, they left Cordelia saying, "Have fun".

"Dear Cordelia, long time no see"

"You're still beautiful today"

"It's a delicacy, but the scent of Cordelia is still gorgeous."

"I interrupted the store yesterday. I'm surprised they use spinach for chiffon cake. The greens are bright, very beautiful."

That's how the women quickly surrounded Cordelia.

That's when Cordelia's expression of Vernor the other day came to her mind. Did Vernault imagine this? It's unexpected for Cordelia, but I'm happy to be welcomed.

There are some warrants I know, but only the Hale sisters at the moment can assure me that they are close to Cordelia. Unfortunately, Hazel doesn't seem to be here today, but if you can talk to me from another warrant lady, I don't have a hand in not responding to that.

But that's what I thought, it was so sweet.

I appreciate the attention you're getting. I really appreciate it.

(but... I feel like I'm getting tired of my throat)

There were a lot of listeners at the tea party I attended with Nilpama, and when I talk to Vernault, it's about as much talk, and Hazel is more talking when I talk to Hazel.

So I hadn't thought about it, such as gradually getting more and more talkative when I was asked short questions.

(At the heart of the topic, you have extra strength.)

Nilpama is also considerably more mouth-watering, but I never saw such a bare gesture.

Again, I guess we need to get used to this one. Looks like we have to work hard. I'm just not going to be forced to cut the story if it's a good situation. I don't want to do anything that seems unfortunate, even though I'm being favored because of it, and I don't want to give the impression that I'm halfway there and proud of it.

(but it may be about time my throat dried......)

That was when I was thinking about it.

"Would you like a drink, ma'am?

"Huh?"

"Oh, my God. What do you say, are you enjoying yourself?

"Well, Master Vernault"

The women around them spoke up low to Vernor, who spoke to Cordelia from among the ladies. That Vernault had such a pleasant look on his face that he apparently watched this situation for quite some time.

Although Vernor looked like he had spoken to a joke, he had a glass in one hand and offered it to Cordelia in such a way that it was nothing.

At the same time, the women moved away from Cordelia more naturally. That would sometimes be when Vernault was born into a house of higher stature than ourselves, but I guess he decided that Cordelia, who had been talking about it for so long, would also have had time for a break once.

Vernor put his mouth on the glass he was holding for himself, and at the same time Cordelia put his mouth on the glass he was handed.

"That would have been a pretty good time, wouldn't it?

"Yes, thank you"

"Give me back my loan one of these days. Better than that, I knew it would have been interesting, right?

"Thankfully, though. But I'm not the only one who's funny."

"Really?

Some of the distant ladies are blushing and watching the Cordelias. That's not about looking at Cordelia at least, it's probably about looking at Vernor. I was too used to seeing it, but I thought again that Vernault was still there enough to blush from the ladies.

"Looks like you got a lot of money."

"Yep. There are a lot of people out there and we're having a lot of fun"

"A lot of people, huh? Well, you're right."

Cordelia frowned in a way that allowed her to have a little inclusiveness.

"Don't look like that. I just think you're right."

"What do you mean?

"It's just a story, for example, that His Highness is also here. Miles is one of my friends."

"Huh?"

"Naturally, I'm sorry for your patience. A lot of people would be here, wouldn't they?

What a joke...... I wanted to think that there was a really brunette young man there if I saw Vernault turn his gaze. That was definitely Sylvester.

In addition to refraining from Clive on Sylvester's side, the surrounding people seem somewhat concerned, but not by the wind that they are surprised to be there themselves.

At least, Cordelia understands herself as the most amazing. How long have you been here? On the women's walls, I hadn't noticed at all.

"I'm not surprised. Your Highness's Shinobi has not begun. Even His Majesty, when he was young, watched the fold and attended the night club."

"Oh... you are"

"You look surprised."

"Because I had never heard such a story"

Instead, why didn't you think I'd be surprised?

Even Vernault could surprise Cordelia in the first place, and I also want to suspect that she didn't say a lot earlier. Besides, it was Vernor who recommended the Viscount Gannell's night club.

(No, I'm sure Master Vernault isn't trying to pull it off.)

Mostly, if you're just being patient, you shouldn't have to head over to say hello.

There are so many people here. If you're talking to someone you want to talk to, even Sylvester, Cordelia won't be involved. I've been told I'd like to talk a little more when granting permits to enter the Grand Bookshelf, but two years after that. It is also possible that he has forgotten such stories at last.

Careful not to pay too much attention to Sylvester, Cordelia threw her gaze into the center of the hall. This, too, shouldn't be strange as a response - I can't believe next to what I think, I perceived signs of Vernault moving.

That only gave Cordelia a bad feeling. No, not a hunch, a certainty.

Because Vernault pointed his body at Sylvester and greeted him lightly, it was certain that Sylvester would come close.