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

The moment I accidentally heard from Miles that Dillie might attend a night club at Viscount Gannell's house, it was decided what I should do.

Arrangements will be made as soon as possible so that we can clear everything up and make our way there, although we were a little busy that day. Whatever it is.

Even if it hasn't been finalized yet, I can never give this away.

I know they're watching Niyaniya and how she's doing from Vernault, but I can't take all this any longer.

Only this year will I tell Dillie the truth.

I know that I have to settle for this myself, although Vernault has told me to speak sour.

I welcome adults before Dili.

And I know perfectly well that I am finally being pressured by my surroundings about the Queen. Although my mother has helped me to be a subtle postponement when I realized there were people who thought about the note before, it is also time for the limit to approach.

That's why the time to stretch out is over.

Yes, I thought so.

The day before the night club, I was fighting a pile of paperwork.

How did this happen when I was well prepared?

The number of documents added is clearly higher than the reduced number of documents.

"... I haven't heard this happen"

"You have no choice. Well, give up and move your hands. Time limits don't grow."

"I know."

Stupid but unstoppable, I chop up that mountain.

Vernault can also help, but there are still limitations because there are many things I have to do eventually. Instead, Vernault will have a separate job in Vernault, I'm sorry.

"Can we make it?

"I'll make it. But... is it permissible enough to be careful not to bring a bunch of rushing stuff at once after it gets critical?

I think he at least brought it in order from the paperwork he was able to avoid giving me notice or accumulating it like this, and he had as much to do. Even if there had not been a night club today, unexpected events would have driven other plans crazy.

"Jill...... You're not laughing at your eyes."

"Because you're not going to be laughing. But don't you even look angry?

"Oh. So I'm more afraid of that. Normally I'd still rather be angry... but I've never seen you seriously angry."

Although Vernault said it as it drew his face, the words went straight through because I couldn't afford to observe Vernault's expression either.

Anyway, the time limit is coming.

And I finished my job and headed to the Viscount Gannell's nightclub a little later than originally planned.

When we arrived at the venue, we found a cool Vernault outside the entrance.

At the same time, Vernault seems to have acknowledged my appearance, and I've hit him unusually to thank him for the unusual. I know a hundred things I can't help because this is a place like this, but I find it unnatural for Vernault to take such an attitude. Not that I feel bad, but it's kind of funny.

Though I can never tell him.

Fortunately, it's not the kind of time for those who go home yet, so there are no invitees as far as we can hear our conversation. If we just keep the motion formal, we're going to be able to do anything else just by lurking our voices.

So Vernault has also spoken to me about the behavior gracefully, but at the usual rate.

"Tired. That was faster than I thought."

"As far as I'm concerned, it's about too late. What about Dillie?

"Hurry up with that. There he is. He's surrounded in the middle of a warrant."

"I knew it. You're popular."

Dili, who will be popular with the ladies, so that is well within our expectations.

There's something about the store, and the ladies as well as the ladies will want to talk to you.

However, then I feel sorry to interrupt where I am thriving, but the time is over if I'm just reluctant anymore.

"Now, what are we going to do, Prince?

"You know you can't stay long,"

I don't take long, so I want you to forgive me for a little bit.

When you call me 'Prince', Vernault is teasing me.

I couldn't help but say that I knew it and knew it would make more fun of me.

Half, it is also a declaration.

Of course, if I can show some serious disgust, I'll think about how it works there once... but I don't have the option of not stepping in at all.

"Well, you can't even relax. Dilly was leaping with Miles earlier, but she was getting pretty good at it. At that rate, we'll get more matchmaking invitations."

"Huh?"

"I don't know what the Count would call a pageant."

It's no wonder Miles, the son of the organizer, and Dillie, the invitee, make the leap. But Dillie has never been in a nightclub since adulthood, except for an adult feast. In that case, the first person to leap at a virtual nightclub is Miles, so...

"Oh, Viscount Gannell was delighted. 'The Pameladia family's courtier is truly beautiful. I heard you hadn't been to many nightclubs yet, but your son is lucky to be dealing with that young lady.'"

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Even though I had leaped with him when I was twelve, that was a hidden place that wasn't in public, and before that, it wasn't Sylvester, it was Jill.

I was as low as I was then. I also grew taller, but my sense of distance from Cordelia as Sylvester has not shrunk at all.

"Vernault, I ask you one thing... is that what you're saying inspiring me? Or are you trying and having fun?

"You can choose whatever you want."

"Totally......"

It's been that way for a long time, but Vernault is really Vernault.

"Has this finished gathering information from me? You didn't finish your job early to leave me alone, did you?

"Oh. Thanks"

"You're another Pameladian lady, so if you leave me alone, I'll just go to my wife."

Are you teasing me or are you rather rushed?

I can only thank you for staying with me so long, but still, I guess I can't help but have some stomach aches.

"Well, I guess today's the day you have to reward the prince for ending an unreasonable challenge"

"Huh?"

"Count a hundred at the venue before you come in. I don't mean to be the best, but I'll set the stage for you to be happy with."

Having said that, Vernault went back to the venue first when he gave me the finest thank you that didn't suit the words.

"Hiccup...?

I tried to calm myself down slowly counting a hundred because I didn't know if that was the right answer.

Still, it was difficult to maintain that calm at the venue.

How can I stay calm when Vernault was setting the stage for me to dance with Dili?

I was careful not to put it on my expression, but I couldn't help but hope that every second lasted a little longer.

Even if you can't talk about the 'Jill' in front of you with the eyes, at least let me invite you to the castle after the dance to tell you that, even though I thought so -

"... after the dance, all I could say was hello"

The next day I became the feather of saying this stupidity to Vernault.

"Well, that's not exactly how I could have done it."

The cause is that Countess Clyde Raine has been interrupting the conversation, so I'm well aware of that, too. But I am more discouraged than I imagined that I was watered where I was in the mood.

"I mean, this can happen. Next, hang in there."

"Oh."

"Though, maybe that young lady will come out again."

"You say it really relentlessly, even if it's bad luck"

Even though it was a voice that I could fully see that I was so genuinely sorry for the unusual, I accidentally nodded to the linguistic ominousness that followed.

I'm just having trouble saying that because that doesn't seem like a low probability.

What a difficult future.

But I'm not going to give up, so I decided to put myself back in the mood, too.

Because even if you worry, you can't go back.