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

Cordelia stepped into her shop, listening to the sounds of the doorbell echoing with Karan Karan. Unlike shops in aristocratic neighborhoods, this is a shop for ordinary people. At first, a sales office was set up beside the coffee shop, but soon became popular and new stores were to be rented. Listening to the voice, it seems that the novelty of what is popular among aristocrats, albeit in a pricey version, as well as the quality as cosmetics itself, accelerated the rumors.

"Welcome -... a lady?

Ronnie, who was carrying her luggage in, noticed Cordelia, but Cordelia put her index finger to her mouth.

And I walked into the office with Ronnie, who was trying to carry my stuff behind the store. Ronnie is here to support us because it meant we had a little more baggage today.

Ronnie put her stuff on her desk and tilted her neck.

"What's the matter? The servants were straining that I was ready for the tea party tomorrow because Your Highness is here... can I stay here?

"That's why."

"Oh, you mean restless"

"You don't have to be in too much of a mood. Anyway, I plan to go out soon."

After that long day, two years after I found out about Sylvester and Jill.

He also received a declaration to be prepared, but was kept in a calm relationship roughly unchanged from before.

(Yes - roughly, then)

The fact that Jill found out she was Sylvester had increased the number of times she looked at each other. For example, I was invited to visit the Grand Bookshelf for a tour of the greenhouse, garden, or to enjoy tea. That's not always the two of us either, and it's rare to have Vernault or Clive. Speaking of which, it's about the irresistible exchange of letters from Jill's time.

But it doesn't mean there aren't any less.

I am more or less alone when I come to visit the Count Pameladia family, and other than that, I have been invited to visit the city several times. I just thought it might not be a good idea for Sylvester to wander around without wearing one of the escorts, but I'm used to the patience itself because it's been a habit since I was a young girl, and I gave up on being told that it was too conspicuous for an adult to date with an escort while the common folks were about to go.

Most of all, the reason I gave up was because after that I was told, "Besides, it's a little bit to talk in public about how my first love started." As a cordelia who misses hearing the beginning in the first place, I feel embarrassed, but it's also what I wanted to hear, and if I think about being spoken to in public, "a little bit..." I compromised.

According to Sylvester's story, it was not long before Cordelia met Jill that Sylvester saw Cordelia. Cordelia had also heard of Sylvester's presence in the name of the Queen's visit. But there was no way you could tell that Cordelia's appearance, which was under experimentation at that time, was intriguing.

'Pameladia, you were so disappointed when you told me you shouldn't talk to me now because I shouldn't be in your way when I went to the house. But I realized it was my first love more later. Because at first I could only describe it in a way that I just wanted to talk more or be with you, or that Vernault was sloppy. But I think I was in love at first sight'

"... love at first sight?

'If it was just love at first sight, I probably wouldn't have gotten to the point of realizing it. When I was scolded in the city and thought I was doing something wrong because I couldn't say it back, I wrote a letter and I was glad to hear back. So, I wanted to talk more, because I felt stronger.'

Cordelia was attacked by the feeling of wanting to snort if not crowd, when she heard the story while eating fried confectionery that she liked Sylvester at the edge of the market. Even though he still pretended to be calm, Sylvester didn't shy away.

'I'm not going to rush you. But be prepared, don't forget you were.'

Cordelia got in trouble with the fact that the word was helplessly embarrassing, but not nasty. And it was then that I thought I didn't feel like I could win, but there were no points at all in Cordelia that I think I could already beat.

If you come to the conclusion, for example, that the rose of 'Cordelia' was not a coincidence at all either, you could not have been a normal mind for a while by looking at the rose. And when it fitted to the point where it lit up a little, "Cordelia" said it was originally Jill's mother's rose - meaning she remembered it was a rose that the Queen was making varietal improvements, and she was also in a hurry again.

And on this matter, Vernault told me, 'You're really dull,' but I can't help thinking it's coincidence because I'm not supposed to have known my real name, 'and I'm just full of saying back,' You don't think Your Highness will enjoy your patience with Master Vernault '.

Although there are just a lot of memories from an early age, Cordelia is actually the strongest conscious one when Sylvester comes alone under a ghost. Though Cordelia was meant to be calm then, the more time went on, the more comforting Sylvester felt, and more importantly - she felt unable to forbid to be surprised that someone appeared who she thought was supposed to never show up the most. Of course I felt that on that occasion, but the thought was getting stronger and stronger.

(When I was young and then, you said I should deal with it calmly to avoid putting myself in danger, but I'm a cash thing too, right?)

I first met Sylvester, and I'm not going to forget what I cautioned against, and Cordelia complained to Sylvester, who actually came to help herself. But the words I followed up with saying too much at an early age...... who could have imagined that the day would come when I would really realize that I looked like a hero from the point of view of those who were actually helped?

Cordelia thinks she can't keep thinking that lately.

(I think you've consistently had a tender heart since you were a young child and it's because you inspired me in both literary and martial arts that you've shown me how reliable you are... I'm worried if I don't keep pushing you or don't know how you're doing)

I was happy to be protected, but I have a consciousness that being unilaterally protected, like a fairy tale princess, is not suited to my gender. In the sense of force, Cordelia may find it just as difficult to protect her opponent as Sylvester. But if you can support it in any other way, you can. With that in mind, I can't just be dreamy or bored. In order to stand in the same place, I also need my own further growth.

In retrospect of that, Sylvester's been giving me a lot. There are many things that come to mind, such as the gifts that remain in shape, including roses, and the fact that they show us a special view, such as when we head to Weltrian territory or the place of confession. Cordelia, by contrast, can only recall handing over souvenirs or the extent to which she baked sweets. Of course, that's why I was trying so hard to satisfy you, but when I think about it again, I think I could have done something else, and I want to think about it from now on.

And then I also think that being on Sylvester's side might be the best way to make my hopes come true - but I still couldn't tell Cordelia if I could call this love or love, and if I could tell her I wanted to be Sylvester's for this kind of motive.

In addition, some cordelias still feel simply embarrassed. I've been with you all my life since I was a little girl, but can I move my mind so quickly, or sometimes I get into trouble within Cordelia herself? A lot of thoughts swirl around, like, shouldn't we prepare a response more carefully, or maybe Sylvester won't believe us if we respond too quickly? Jill says he won't be in a hurry either, so is it too early to reply in two years? Since Elvis said he would not give it to his daughter-in-law for three years, should he still wait for a response for three years?

Cordelia had to think that love was still difficult.

"Ma'am? What are you thinking?

"... nothing. But I do. I'm really going to talk about this now... I'm not surprised you and I started rumouring about the future in the mansion, but we were going, right? That, why?

"Did you say that?

"I told you."

"I don't remember that, but the lady would have gone to Oulu with Her Highness. Look, with Frantheim's boy."

Cordelia hardened when she heard the words.

"... you knew?

"Huh? Didn't the lady know? No, I thought you might not know."

"Then I wish you would confirm...!

"Don't be unscrupulous, maybe you're going to hide from me what you don't explain to me either, or in case you haven't noticed, you might have to take responsibility for what your Highness is hiding...!

I know what Ronnie said, but I wanted to ask him where he thought Cordelia would notice that. But it was confessed before I heard it.

"No, look, just a few, but mixed with the magic of the Frantheim family boy. Your Highness's magic, don't you see? I remember it once because I saw it at the parade, so I noticed it when I was going to Oulu."

"... I can't see you"

Instead, seeing Sylvester after that who turned out to be 'Jill' doesn't make Cordelia feel discernable. Instead, that's what I've been able to get through, so I guess all I can say is that Ronnie's power as a magician, which I notice just once, was still extraordinary.

(... really, why are you in our house)

Thankfully, he says he didn't like the military, and I think that would be fine if he was satisfied... he really would have become a namesake in history if only he was motivated. No, although there may still be things to come.

With that conversation, Cordelia opened the door due to a new customer when she was again on the store's side to see how the store was displaying.

And a hard word to get used to reached Cordelia's ear.

"Hot."

That was just a voice that said it was heartily unintentional, rarely called to Cordelia. The woman who uttered that familiar voice was a woman with familiar peach hair.

"... welcome?

What was there was Shelly, who hadn't seen that for two years.

"Why are you here?"

"I don't care what you say...... is it because this is my shop?

Rather than that, Cordelia wondered why Sherry was showing up here.