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

Now I can see something unusual and interesting...

Cordelia was en route to Sylvester's office when she heard it. Cordelia was wondering what the hell had happened because Vernault, who was heading to the city for an inspection, looked amused but frightened.

Cordelia usually knocks in front of Sylvester's office.

But Vernault told me relatively strongly earlier not to do it today.

The reason is only one thing: 'I'll know when I see it'.

I'm laughing bitterly, so I found out you weren't being mean.

Still, Cordelia has a slight sense of resistance to getting on her own.

But he decided he wouldn't be saying it for no reason, and Cordelia told him nothing and gently opened the door.

And I could understand the situation right away if I walked into the room one step.

(... you're asleep)

Sylvester, who usually looks at the paperwork at the desk, lay on his back on the couch and slept well. Unlike the usual well-behaved times, your right arm is thrown out and your left arm is on your forehead, but it also looks like a relieved look.

I'm surprised.

Cordelia closed the door, killed the footsteps and slowly entered the room.

The look on Sylvester's face, meditating on his eyes, seemed to haunt the atmosphere from an early age.

Looking at the desk, the desk was cleaned up properly and there seemed to be nothing left to settle there.

(I wonder if your work before the Founding Festival was one paragraph away and you got tired all at once... etc.)

It will be the busiest time of the year for the royalty.

Though I knew that was blurry, I would have been surprised if I had actually seen it.

It wasn't a joke, I guess, but a true feeling when I said, 'At least I want to have some fun, too, for a while'. I can't do it during this period. But it seemed as hard as Cordelia thought I'd have to look at the folds and do a consolation tour.

But although I did get a rare situation to show, I'm a little confused about what to do from here on out. He said he was coming, but it's not sneaky to wake someone asleep. I thought sweet was the best thing for tiredness and I've baked a cookie with herbs, so to put it away and go home, Cordelia took the bag out of the basket she was holding.

I just thought it would be suspicious if I left that alone, and decided to make a note of it for once.

Sylvester is familiar with Cordelia's writing. So there's got to be nothing wrong with that.

And when Cordelia leaned over by the low table, Sylvester moaned. Then he changed his system with a mess, turned his body on his back to the side, and opened his eyes slightly.

"So you don't...?

"Yes."

"Me, like I was asleep?

"Yeah. You're tired."

It's a slightly tongueless voice to make a confirmation, which is very unusual.

That's why I found myself falling asleep.

Sylvester rubbed his eyes but slowly woke his upper body.

But he still seemed a little depressed.

"Don't try to force me to get up. It's okay. However, if you can sleep, I think you should head to your room."

You should stay asleep...... the couch is not comfortable sleeping. The comfort of sitting is the best, but the few things that are here are not made on the assumption of sleeping.

Cordelia suggested because if the system wasn't good, her shoulders and hips would hurt, but Sylvester shook her neck sideways.

"The bed for the hypnotic sleep is in the next room... I thought I'd fall asleep when I lay down"

"If you're sleepy, why don't you go to sleep"

Sylvester shook his head sideways again if Cordelia laughed small to see what the problem was and if he hadn't turned his head yet.

"When you're asleep, Dili, you're going home, right?

"Yes."

"That's why I was awake"

And Sylvester laughs with a look that makes her unconscious, so Cordelia wasn't sure what to look like.

I'd like to say, "Don't do that. Go to sleep when you go to bed." Sometimes the atmosphere from earlier is a little young, and I can predict that being saddened by this atmosphere will be intolerable.

It's too embarrassing to say 'thank you'.

All we can do under that circumstance is get out of the way.

"I brought you cookies today. If you say you woke up halfway through, we'll brew herbal tea to make you sleep better, so rest today."

"Now, you better wake up"

"Not now. You're going to fall."

"That's troublesome"

"You're in trouble."

"But I need to talk some more"

With a much more childish way of talking and modus operandi, Sylvester slapped Pompon and next to the couch where he would sit.

Cordelia lowered her back wondering if she could help herself while thinking she was a starter. At the current state of affairs, you'll fall asleep even as you speak.

Cordelia thinks it's actually the first time we've sat next to each other in this place, and this one, and Sylvester's head hit Cordelia's shoulder, and it was brought on as it was.

Sylvester still seems to have the limit of drowsiness.

When Cordelia solidified for a moment in an unexpected situation, Sylvester opened his mouth as it was.

"Not yet, it's not the season... but in conjunction with the Founding Festival, I'm here for the caravan... come with me, let's go check it out. Some flowers are rare..."

The words stopped along the way and Sylvester began to get a regular sleep before hearing Cordelia's reply.

(... how dare you do your best)

I know you work hard all the time, but I've never seen you so tired that you fall asleep. I don't see it for the convenience of the angle, but probably the look on my face now has become something cute too. Today's trick was a lot younger than my age, but Cordelia thought we'd always be together where we were straight.

(First of all, after you get back to me)

Most of all, the question remains of how much Sylvester remembers this situation.

The weight deposited is a little heavy, and most importantly, this situation is embarrassing, but I also thought it would not be a bad idea to stay a little more like this if you worked so hard.