Fake Cinderella

Close your eyes and count.

My favorite thing.

Fluffy shortcake with sweet and sour large strawberries and slightly sweet and thick cream.

Then, a chocolate cake with a crisp walnut toothfeel, aroma and a rich chocolate cream harmony is also good.

Love chocolate. Dardinia doesn't seem to have chocolate is the problem right now.

Then a fruit pie made from a rich raw cream with a slightly sweet confit of seasonal fruit and a custard cream with a hint of vanilla on the eggs. This is great for me.

Oh, it's hard to throw away cheese soufflé that melts fluffy if it's in your mouth. I can't believe I made it. I can't believe how good it tastes. I would like this to be served to His Highness one day. Because I'm sure His Royal Highness likes the flavor.

It's not just sweets.

I love even the taste stained rice noodles. Oh, definitely accompanied by mustard seeds! Teak and pepper are good once in a while.

Then finally greasy freshly baked egg dried! White rice, miso soup and bran pickled on this is a combination of iron plates.

Great tuna tail steak filled with pepper and garlic too! I think it's already heavenly bliss to have a cold beer in your kink for this!

I don't even hate hot meat. Drinking chicken while pinching the salt and spice of homemade squid is great. Of course, this is when it's cold in the middle of winter.

I love my job too.

Kitchen air first thing in the morning.

That sight when seasonal colorful fruits are arranged on an unpolished table.

Smell of apple pie on a clean baking color.

A bright and bright view of the full seating in the store.

The laughing air, the smile of the customers who ate it.

A delicious word diced in the sound of cutlery and pleasant chatter.

I liked you, too.

The capital if it was old and had a gap breeze, but still lived there.

It was my nest I built by buying all the furniture and dishes I liked myself.

I knew it would be safe here.

On the day off, chocolate brownies baked in the oven at home.

I used to go to the landlord and get summer minkan from the garden.

I also like part-time bars.

There was always Bosanova or jazz flowing.

Sometimes, musicians came playing live music.

It must have been a fashionable store that I wouldn't have stepped into on my own if it wasn't for a senior store.

Seniors Dana, seniors, part-time Yamaki and customers were all kind people.

Maybe we all had a lot of circumstances, and it was filled with things about us, but when someone spoke of our troubles, we all took each other seriously.

Had we all taken turns escorting each other for the girl who was haunted by stalking?

Here, it was very helpful of me to cook all sorts of knobs and dishes face-to-face with my customers.

(Sure, there was a lot of stuff I liked)

I can't remember much anymore, even though there were so many unpleasant and hard things to do.

Maye's memory is far away, and it's starting to feel like she's wearing a thin membrane. I don't know, it's supposed to be about me, but it feels like I'm watching it on video or something.

But I'm glad about that.

Me, who is Altirier and Asae...... although Altirier's memories are seldom amusing, I have never doubted that I am Altirier.

I'm going to take care of me now, both and neither.

"Live dearly."

Living.

You don't have to be able to exchange something.

However, I live in this country of this world… Dardinia.

(Maybe that's Altirier's wish)

I don't know why I'm here... I think that's because I hoped Altirier would live by birth.

(In that winter lake)

Hi, I can hear you along with the sound of a light knock.

"Your Highness, your Highness is with you."

The door opens.

I didn't fall asleep anything else, so I kept an eye on him for a bit, though I wouldn't have any trouble getting him opened whenever I could.

"... why?

Unexpectedly, I asked back.

That shouldn't have happened to my plans today.

"Do you need a reason to come see my wife?

In front of me was the figure of my husband, His Highness Taru Nadir-Eselbert Dia-Deer-Ville-Dardier.

That was, as always, a chill in excellent condition. The expression is very harsh.

He must have come straight from the office. The outfit was outward-looking.

Blurb, and Milady and the new samurai apprentice child are shaking their bodies.

These days His Highness has been rumored to lower the temperature with his voice and glance, but it's strange because I think it might be too when I see this.

Everyone says that His Majesty died and His Highness has changed.

Your Highness, who has ever been kind to anyone, is nowhere to be found.

(From the beginning, there wasn't anyone like that.)

I think it is much closer to His Royal Highness the Vegan now.

"Yes."

I'm glad His Highness came to see me, but I'm deeply disappointed.

"You're my wife!

His Royal Highness kept his eyes wide open.

My return, apparently, was unexpected.

"Because she's my wife."

I laugh.

"I need you to tell me because I missed you properly."

His Royal Highness Nadir was decent, and then, laughed as if he had been caught.

"Well, if you don't say so properly,"

"Yes. If you tell me, I can be happier"

I looked up to His Highness with a grin.

Standing up, the height difference hasn't narrowed at all yet.

His Highness laughs like trouble, then kneels before me.

"... missed you, Rutia"

Gently embraced as if dealing with a treasure.

Is it His Royal Highness's perfume... the scent of citrus spreads flutteringly around.

And the reassurance that if you're in this arm, whatever happens, you'll be fine.

"I missed you too, Your Highness"

I wanted to meet nature, the word comes out with my mouth.

It's not flattery, calculations or anything like that, it just fills me with all those thoughts.

His Highness's shoulder swayed all the time.

Is something wrong?

"... what's wrong?

"... unfair"

"Yes?"

"That's where I'd call it by name."

His Highness was very serious.

"Okay."

I want to laugh a little, but I can laugh there.

'Cause if you laugh here, it's definitely gonna be a pain in the ass.

Then, take a gentle, deep breath and call the name.

"...............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Put the only name I'm allowed to call, on my lips.

I call my precious name precious.

I know it's a very happy thing.

"Again"

"Yes."

I honestly nag.

"Nadir."

No matter how many times I call it, I never get used to it.

Whenever I call you, happiness creeps up.

"Yeah."

Nadir laughed contentedly.

The new samurai child who saw it has a pompous look on her face.

You don't have a choice, do you? Nadir is beautiful.

There, I'm generous. Because she's my wife.

I won't say anything if I'm pompous or squeamish.

I don't have any nerves if I'm new to that, because I have a sense that Master Nadir cares about me.

Besides, Nadir, I know you're so hot.

(If Cinderella... Fairytale princess and prince, they lived happily ever after, and the curtain is about to be broken)

I am glad that His Highness's grin is directed at me, and that makes me very happy and full of breasts.

If it's a fairy tale, this is where it ends up to be the best ending.

(But I'm not a fairy tale princess (Cinderella)...)

So there's no ending.

"I was wondering if we could have dinner together today."

Nadir, I can't help but laugh at your invitation.

"Glad to hear it."

Unexpectedly hugs me to that neck muscle, then releases my body a little and looks up at Nadir.

I also like to hold you, but I miss not seeing your face, Nadir.

"Well, I'm still in mourning, so I don't get much..."

"Nadir, I'm just glad you and I can have dinner."

It is now in the period of mourning of His Majesty the King, who was wiped out six months ago.

Since His Majesty's death, various events in the victory anniversary relationship, including the founding day, were also cancelled.

Dardinia is currently mourning her country.

During the mourning period, meals will also be discreet.

Originally, I don't care about the military's portable food, so I don't know what they put out, but they care about me.

Of course, I do not eat meat other than preserved food or fish because it is a mourning period.

However, my place is rich in repertoires, so I have more Nadir favorites than those made by the head chef of the main palace.

Breakfast is with us! practices every day, and the feeding plans that are still sneaking around are going very well.

It's just that, originally, I've been busy, Nadir, but I've been worried about how busy I've been in circles lately.

That His Majesty's death has also turned the work His Majesty has done to date. Originally, I hear that this is a painful job for His Highness, who does not like to socialize.

Then, with it, the move to this main palace and the aftermath of the coup d 'état in Esarcal. Though we won the battle, the sacrifice is still not zero, but about the aftermath of the associated troop movements, the negotiation of compensation, and the treatment of prisoners...... if you give it to me, I have no kiri. They say the job is springing up later.

Phil, he looks bright blue every time he sees it.

"You're gonna say something nice, Ruthia"

Nadir caresses my hair softly.

The gentle hand tickles and makes me want to be happy and twinkly.

Yeah. I try not to behave suspiciously.

I am the Lady of Nadir.

"Uh, Your Highness, it's time for you to go back to the office."

It was Phil with a very sinister face.

"Phil-Lynn, it's been a long time"

"Yeah, the princess seems fine."

"Yes, thanks to Your Highness"

"... hey, that second word sucks to fall in love with me? Are you fucked already?

"Yes?"

I lean my neck against Phil, who looks at me with half an eye.

"Nice, sweetie. I'm glad, Ruthia."

"Thank you?

I don't know what that means, but Nadir gave it to me, so I laugh.

"You know, I think I'm gonna throw up sand! How come you guys are! When I stop by, I touch it, it's a sweet air drooling!!

Phil wasn't sure. He had a reverse cut, and me and Nadir looked at each other because they didn't know what was going on.

"... Duke of Altheidel Exanidium?

And a sober voice clings to Phil-Lynn in front of me.

That's exactly when Princess Ice exhales, a frozen voice.

"Ahhh?

"Duke of Altheidel Exanidium. I told you many times, didn't I? Don't use such abusive language because your Highness and Highness don't care."

It was Lilia who used to use it.

Unexpectedly, he was grinning at the way he was going to fall back about three steps.

The place Royal Palace is strange, the more cautious it is when you are laughing.

"Oh, uh, the..."

"How many times do I have to tell you?

"Uh, I'm sorry. Lana Hartley."

I won't do it again, not to mention Phil-Lynn's integrity.

Maybe I can't say for sure.

"Wrong person to apologize to"

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, and Your Highness."

"Yeah."

"Yes."

We take the word for it.

"Your Highness, Your Highness is also sorry. I can't believe I left this language alone in the wild!

"Oh...... sorry. You know what? It's like old times, and I'm happy to keep it that way."

"Don't say that only when you are in your possession"

"Okay."

His Royal Highness clearly greets Lilia, who makes a grand statement with a firm expression.

It seems interesting somewhere, because very few people talk to His Highness like this anymore.

In two weeks, the period of temporary mourning of His Majesty the King will end. And when the temporary mourning dawns, it's a crowning ceremony.

His Highness officially becomes His Majesty the King.

(But I'm sure, Phil will be pissed off about the same thing next time)

And I'm sure Lilia will do the same to Phil-Lynn again... and in some cases to Her Royal Highness.

(Nadir enjoys it)

I find myself laughing as I look at Nadir's laughing side. I'm so happy about that, I realize it and I laugh again.

(Because I will live here...)

In my heart, I bid farewell to those memories I was counting earlier.

(Here, because I'll be happy...)

I don't mean to forget, but I'm sure, that's going to get farther and farther.

"Lutia."

What is it? Nadir's voice sounds just a little more rugged than usual.

"Yes."

"No, you should do something like this right"

His Highness gently lowered me to the floor in his arms.

Then, kneel before me.

"Master Nadir?

What the hell is going on? His Highness, kneeling, took my right hand and put his forehead on that hand.

"Altilier-rutiane-dia-dis-erzevelt-dirtier"

"Yes."

"Can you be the wife of this Nadir-Eselbert-Dear-Deer-Ville-Derdier"

It was a formal proposal word and a modus operandi.

I know there are contradictions, because our marriages are already married.

But this is what Nadir said to me at his will.

I'm glad about that.

"Yes."

Happy, happy, tears spill.

When I'm really happy, it's true that I cry.

"Nadir-Eselbert Dia-Deer-Ville-Dardier promises to bet on my sword and my soul, to love you only and to protect you only"

That's what I said, and Master Nadir gently stuck it in my hand.

Though it was simple without the presence of the priest, this makes the covenant.

The next moment, I cheered.

"Congratulations, Your Highness."

"Thanks"

"Your Highness, I'm so proud of you. - I can't believe you asked me to marry you."

It was like a proposal in a fairy tale.

It's like the very thing a girl dreams of.

"And to Your Highness!

"Your Highness is cool -"

"Congratulations, Your Highness."

"Thanks"

Blessings are also heard from the samurai and the knights of the escort.

"... hey, why are you doing this now? Your Highness."

"No, I read it in a book. We've been married for 12 years, but we have to do this right.

At any rate, we have different ages and different lifespans. It's impossible to tell them how you feel.

And I have to give it back to Ruthia, who always cares for me with her honest heart. "

Lady Nadir laughs, saying it won't last while I'm all I get. It's a grin from the bottom of my heart that makes me a little proud of myself for figuring it out.

"Nadir."

"What?

Master Nadir always kneels down to match the height of his gaze with me.

"I stand next to you, Nadir. We're always together."

"Yeah."

"... I love it"

I can't say I love you, I just tell you I love you.

That was my best shot.

My ears are so hot. You must be turning bright red.

Funny, where did 33 years of experience go! and so much into my heart.

"Wow, bruise, princess, bruise too much!

Phil-Lynn was crushing something she didn't understand with a serious face, and Nadir was nagging at her mouth.

"That look is against the rules."

Disobedience? What?

It's so bright red and embarrassing.

"... Nadir?

There was no word to be returned, and I was hugged in that arm.