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

Besides, it was Shelley's exact same thing that made me wonder.

I'm not convinced if you say it's nice to be patient, but it also seemed like a lot of clothes that I've been using for a long time.

Shelley heard Cordelia's response and exhaled a sigh of exaggeration.

"Worst."

So are the exclamation marks for cloudiness, but towards the face, and that Cordelia doesn't have that experience, such as being told to do so by a woman.

But Shelley grabbed the arm when she glanced at Cordelia. Cordelia didn't shake it off because she already didn't feel any magic from Shelley and there was no sign or anything like before.

"What's wrong?

"Talk to me. You stand out here. I'll be right there."

The tone of greatness remained the same, but Cordelia felt that hostility was not harmful. So I told Shelley to wait a while, just told Ronnie she was coming out a little bit, and Cordelia left the store too. And Shelley, waiting at the store, walked away when she saw Cordelia come out, and stopped her leg about a block from the store.

Lined up to look at passers-by with the two of us on their backs, Shelley opened her mouth after a beat.

"Because I have no regrets for what I did to you."

But in contrast to that word, I didn't see Shelley's expression in the end without regret. Cordelia also knows that Shelley doesn't have the kind of personality she accepts when she points that out though. I guess my heart lies elsewhere because I still have a toothpick look that I can't say what I want to say.

Cordelia flaunted her shoulders.

"Really? … and I heard that you are resting in your territory."

"Yeah, that's what it's supposed to look like on the surface. But even I'm sorry to be locked up in the mansion, and that guy was furious that even the Clyde Raine family warrant didn't want the house that caused the noise to welcome his daughter-in-law, even though it was' because he was cursed '. - He always said I should move the way I dreamed I would, but it's a casual thing."

That, I suppose, is referring to Count Clyde Raine.

Cordelia responded nothing and quietly looked at Shelley. Shelley turned that way at first sight.

"Don't look at me with sympathy, right? If I'd been working normally, I'd have started working because I got a deposit that I couldn't earn for the whole time I was at the Mansion."

"Oh, what kind of store is it?

"Where to massage. Because it would have been nice if you had become a 'lady' and used cosmetics to do it. If I thought I could get some good scented oil, it would suck to say it was your shop."

And Sherry glanced at Cordelia.

"... it must be you. I made an effort to reduce the price of the noise I caused. I had a curse, but I accepted it aggressively to hurt you because I really wanted you gone, too. And yet, I can't believe we just need a magic seal... from now on, I think if you hadn't pleaded, at least a little more judgment would have come down."

Shelly, who already understood that she would otherwise be a little more guilty, seemed to be able to make a more circumstantial decision than then. I also feel the air as if the possession has fallen, although it seems to strike a bad state again.

"I once told you that when you asked me about the situation at a later date, 'Mr. Shelley may not remember the truth because he has delusional habits,' but that's all."

"Really, you suck......! Ever since I first met you, I didn't care."

The first time I saw him in front of that church, I guess. Cordelia thought of a series of things that had happened at that time and remembered that she was curious.

"Speaking of which... Before, Mr. Shelley said that His Royal Highness had helped, where is it?

I thought there might be occasions like that because I was impatient with Jill, but if you're impatient with Jill, it's hard to tie him to Sylvester, and I can imagine that Sherry's magic is inferior to Ronnie's, rather than Cordelia's, from the nightclub thing.

"... when I was little, I used to sell flowers when my mother was still alive. That's when I asked Your Highness for your help."

"Huh?"

"I didn't know who it was at first. But I was wondering if there was anything I could do for him, and His Highness came out in my dreams. I thought it was a joke at first, but when I saw you at the parade, I was so shocked that I couldn't explain it."

……

"Oh, he said he's definitely this guy.... you won't believe it."

"I can't believe it, but I can't deny it either. Because I don't have that power."

"I'll say it often. For those who didn't hit my dreams."

For the better part, Cordelia smiled bitterly.

It certainly didn't hit me when it came to myself, but it's not a mistake that Jill's appearance was Sylvester. But even though I had the power of my dreams, I never realized that I had interacted with both of them, against Shelly, who had seen them both. Just listening to that story, I thought Cordelia might not have noticed because she wanted to think she was minimally involved with Sylvester.

And when I heard the story, I found out one thing Shelly and Cordelia hadn't noticed.

"Dear Shelley, I was probably there on that occasion, too"

"What?"

"It's a place where there was a relaxation on Craftsman Street, probably in front of a magic tool store. It was His Royal Highness who jumped out, but it was Master Vernault who chaos his opponent, and it was I who stopped him."

It seemed like all emotions were falling out of Shelly's face across the street.

Cordelia is also grinning, but her inner heart is drawn to it. I can't believe I already ran into you two on that occasion - not at all, I couldn't have predicted.

"Why didn't you tell me sooner?!?"

"I didn't know that either."

"Notice!!"

"You won't be able to."

"Ugh, that sucks!!"

I wondered how bad Shelley told me today, but if I saw Shelley saying it with her face bright red, I couldn't do anything but laugh bitterly. There was no word from Cordelia that I could call Shelley, who now feels unconscionable. Whatever you say, you must oil the fire.

"... but that's strange. When you can't even dream, it calms your mind."

"You said you were glad the seal of magic was made?

"Right. Seems like I had magic originally, but I never used it until it was taken away except when I was unconscious and used to dream, and I don't find it inconvenient."

And Shelley gently stretched her back and took a step.

"... are you going already?

"Yeah, I'll just shop and go home. If my products are used and I become a billionaire with a lot of employees, feel sorry for me."

"That means you can work with us on publicity. I'm looking forward to it."

"... sucks!!"

Shelley turned her back on Cordelia as she stepped on the momentum to trample the estate. But his legs were not moving forward, and he was shaking his shoulders. Shelley made a clear voice as she questioned what was going on.

"Hey."

"Yes."

"... thanks"

Compared to the call, the voice was very small.

Cordelia blinked her eyes unexpectedly at the words of Shelley and the others who had nothing to mishear, however.

"Huh?"

"Huh? What, did you hear that? It really sucks anymore, I didn't say it!!"

That being the case, Shelley went on without looking back at Cordelia.

Perhaps Shelley will continue to come shopping at the store. However, still, there will be no more interference in each other's lives.

"Though you're just not nice enough to wish you happiness"

Still, Shelley also secretly hoped that this time she would live her life because she was able to escape the power of the heroine - a force that, in a way, from Cordelia's point of view, could be called a curse to her.