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

The day Cordelia with the plug wondered if the pile of paperwork around Sylvester had diminished a bit.

When he got a replacement for his tea, Cordelia was cut out of Sylvester for a quick wish.

"When my current job settles down, I want to go to Pameladia's Mansion, is it possible? I hear the Count is still improving his greenhouse. Of course, you're reflecting that here, but you're moving on better, aren't you?

Cordelia blinked at such sudden words.

I don't know how to react... I didn't know how to respond because it was purely an unexpected request.

(Which standpoint is this hope from...?

If he wanted to come to the mansion as a friend, he said, 'Is Master Vernault with you?' And the first thing you'll be able to ask back lightly.

But if you want to inspect it as "His Highness Sylvester," you have to give it a lot of hospitality.

"... Hey, Dillie"

"What is it"

"You think the one who's done his job wants to go do his job? Breathe, breathe."

That's what Vernor said as he threw a piece of cookie into his mouth.

Vernault, who is making good noises with Polypoli for the price, is also taking a break while looking through the paperwork, but is calmer than before.

"So, thank you for your patience"

"I really just want to go without sneaking around, but if it looks like I'm free, I'm suddenly going to have more work to do, so sneak around."

Sylvester said in a little joke.

Although Cordelia is certainly convinced that that is true, there is one more thing we need to confirm if we are to invite her after understanding as a courtesy.

"I'm not very familiar with the greenhouse building itself. If the person you know best is going to respond, he is still my father... How would you like me to do that?

Of course, aside from Vernault, which always comes suddenly, I will tell Elvis if I am going to get a pre-told visit from all of you to say thank you.

But if you're going to ask Elvis as a guide, it feels like it's no longer part of your official business.

Though it's not a bad relationship in the first place, no heart... no, I was wondering Cordelia if Sylvester could breathe before Elvis, who clearly tries to determine a lot.

(But if you're talking about the greenhouse, you're still your father.)

Even if we know what kind of equipment it is, Cordelia only knows it in the user's shoes. I've hardly studied anything around design.

So just in case I asked, Sylvester laughed small.

"No, I'll ask Dili. If there is something I do not know, I will ask the Count at a later date. The Count will be busy."

"Are you sure?

"Yeah."

"Then I guess there's probably no problem."

Cordelia thought that Elvis might say something, but she doesn't think they would say it's a ban on visits. Elvis is just trying to identify Sylvester, not the wind he's trying to keep away from.

Then Cordelia thought about what to make the hospitality treat, and Vernault and Chisel met her eyes.

"Speaking of which, some of you are Master Vernault, right?

"Why are you talking to me?"

"Aren't you always here? Just in case."

Asked on the assumption that Sylvester would not wander under the castle alone in the first place, Vernault took a deep sigh.

"Hey, Jill. Now that I know what you're trying to say, don't stare at me as much as you want."

"I'm not staring, but do you really know what I'm trying to say?

"Don't come. You want to tell me."

"No, I'm not. I was just jealous that you went there that often."

"You know it's not recent, it's an old story. Dili's confused, too."

Aside from Vernor's claims, I guess Sylvester's words around correcting them with no time are his true intentions, correct or incorrect, but for Cordelia I thought it was embarrassing to be talked about again, either way.

So I was so full of trying to keep my face from catching when I saw the interaction between the two of them, I hoped they would change the subject as soon as possible.

But the thought didn't seem to make sense to Vernor, who saw Cordelia with a frightened look on his face.

"I guess it's generally bad for Dillie to ask a bogged question. You seriously think this guy just wants to see the greenhouse?

"Yes. Given your position of 'Your Highness', it may be difficult to talk in a shattered atmosphere like this one at home with servant's eyes, and I was wondering if it would be inappropriate to stretch your feathers. Thinking about it, I think you're here because you want to see what's actually in our house."

Cordelia answered without hesitation.

(that... assuming that... or... or something, it wouldn't mean home)

But I was embarrassed to think that way from the middle of nowhere, and now I can only enjoy the look I had normally made, to the point where I couldn't clearly think of the word 'dictate'. Still, it doesn't change my mind.

"Dili's right. Let's go with Vernault."

"Are you serious?

"What are you so suspicious of?

"It's a long time off, and you don't want a reward?

Sylvester laughed back at Vernault, who told him to tease him a little, surprised.

"In that case, I'll declare it from myself, so it's okay."

"Ah, that. You're really making me feel better."

Vernault's expression was no longer a substitute for fright.

And when I heard about this interaction, Cordelia desperately wanted me to stay hidden.

(This is honestly embarrassing)

I should have told people not to make too many rumors, but when I see that I don't care at all about the minute I say it in person, I find it hard to know what the criteria are.

(I know it's a different emotion than I don't like, but I don't know... Yeah, but it's not a mouth pinching situation, and let's not worry about it now for now)

Whatever it was, Cordelia included tea in her mouth in an attempt to calm her mind first, but Vernault never stopped talking there.

"But then what do you want to go to Dillin's house for?

"That's why I want to see the greenhouse."

"Are you sure you just want to go to the greenhouse?

"Right. However, because of what kind of place Dili grew up in, I have the bottom line of wanting to see it. It's a place I visited at a young age, but I don't really remember the greenhouse itself."

Cordelia accidentally wanted to praise herself for not blowing a cup of tea.

"I don't think that's going to get me into the bottom of it."

"If I think so, I suppose so."

"Well, I hope you like it."

"... Um, me, it's time, so I'll give you some free time"

There is also the word run but win, but it's actually about time for Cordelia.

Cordelia got up after she ran out of tea.

"So can I see you later for more details?

"Yeah. Let me talk to you when you get another paragraph."

"Yes."

"Ah, Dilly. I'll give you a lift on the way home if you want. I have a little business in the library, too."

That's how Cordelia followed Sylvester's room with Vernault and opened her mouth some time down the corridor.

"... you have something to say, don't you?

"You know exactly what I mean?

"Yeah. Of course, I don't think I'm the only one who noticed."

At that time, Sylvester would have noticed.

Still, considering that I didn't stop it, I may have decided that I wasn't going to say anything bad, but I also feel in the wind that I didn't have time to stop it simply because Vernault acted fast.

"Just one, please"

"Yes?"

"Don't bring the development that makes me feel like a horse kicking me."

I couldn't tell Cordelia if that was a tease or if she meant it.

But there's only one thing Cordelia can say.

"Don't tell me that."

Although I don't think that's going to happen from Sylvester's words, unfortunately Cordelia also didn't have the basis to just affirm it.

So all I could do was give it back with a bitter laugh.