Fake Cinderella

(... uh, muddy... Mixed...)

Everyone must have wanted to marry Futon once or twice. I wouldn't want to leave the futon, especially on cold winter mornings, and I would have wanted to stay in the blanket forever.

Shrink your neck and bury your mouth in a fluffy blanket.

It's comfortable as if it's soaked in a sleeping bag.

(Futon, Saiko. I want to stay muddy all the time......)

I think one of the ideal morning awakenings is to wake up in the gentle fragrance of breakfast someone makes while feeling this very dangerous plush.

For example, he slowly awakens consciousness in the gentle smell of miso soup and cursorily gets out of bed listening to the sound of juice and a fresh twinkle, or greasy salmon burning, and makes himself feel better in the delicious smell that stimulates his stomach. When you get dressed and get to the table, there's a hot air breakfast lined up right in front of you.

(I know it's a dream like that!

This is a luxury not to be tasted alone. Now that I am Artillier Rutiane, it is a dream again.

Think with a semi-awakened head, savoring the feeling of happiness that you can unwind in a fluffy blanket and plump and relax.

(… some can be achieved)

I imagined it was cooked rice, or my favorite potato and onion miso soup, probably because the best breakfast for me was made by my mother, Maye's mother.

(I'm not into Japanese food... but there are some things you can do if you hang in there)

For example, salt salmon and ravioli would be relatively easy to eat if the fish in question could be found.

Unfortunately I don't have rice like I was eating in Japan, but I know there are seasonings like wheat miso, so I can make something like miso soup.

And then if you get just a little lazy... or give up your desire to organize your own His Highness's breakfast, it's possible to wake up, get dressed, and when you get to the table a warm breakfast will be brought... Rather, it's more the royal norm.

(but...... I still want to prepare my own breakfast of His Highness as much as possible)

Now that it's customary to have breakfast with me, maybe I can leave it to someone else once in a while...... yeah. But not if I'm still distracted. There is no reason to feel safe.

(I have memories of the past year that have accumulated, and although we have a thing for each other, it's not a situation where we can sit back)

The surroundings are filled with old ladies after His Highness.

According to Lilia's research, the majority of the behavioral apprentice maids who have been in the last six months are such people.

Whatever it is, I'm the young one with the neck.

In other words, because we haven't been together yet... it's easy to target the gap.

And it's a lot harder because some people are sending their daughters in out of complete goodwill, considering the age difference between Your Highness and me.

I'm confident I'm holding on to my stomach, but I'm still not confident enough.

(... because you're fine with canned portable food in the first place!

Eaters are good. Because I don't hate making sacrifices for delicious food, and it's very easy to understand.

But it's hard for someone who wasn't originally that obsessed or anything if they could eat it. It's even harder if you're as good at controlling yourself as His Highness.

Even if you like what I make because you think it tastes good, restrain yourself... because you'll have patience.

So don't be alarmed yet.

(... I really wish I could make more with this hand)

There are not so many things I can make with my own hands.

Because everyone doesn't like that I work directly, and if I try to provide it at the right temperature, I won't be able to make it.

Still, I believe it is important to try to serve as good as possible by tasting your Highness before he arrives or instructing you to fine-tune the sauce.

And, of course, I nodded around and realized that I couldn't move in a softly stuck plush.

(... that? ……

Am I softly stuck?

Move around with your thighs and open your eyes thinly, even though you still want to meditate on them.

(... walls?

Then I notice a soft touch blanket and a sheet with a smooth hand feel.

(... here... where...?

I woke up exactly the moment I realized it was nowhere I knew...

".................. Ew!!!!!

I breathed unexpectedly.

No, because! Everyone breathes. For a moment, because I forgot to breathe!

What got into my eyes, which gave me a slight gaze, was a face as beautiful as a crop.

You can't be wrong, my husband, His Highness Nadir's incredible, etc. Up.

(... what's going on with this? What kind of punishment game is that?

My thoughts stopped before I panicked.

Because, huh? Why? Why is His Highness here?

No, that? What's wrong with me?

It is a last minute memory that has flowed visibly into the back of my brain.

Being a seller in a city surrounded by festivals and being in danger. Crisis Hair, Being Helped by Your Highness. Then, the fact that His Highness held me up and walked through the Wang Du Labyrinth...... the many expressions of His Highness and the things I talked about. I could clearly recall even that unexpectedly soft tone of voice.

(... well, me, I fell asleep...)

Consciousness is meant to be a single adult, but the body is still a thirteen-year-old girl. Besides, I don't know if I have much strength.

Yeah. I know I fell asleep in His Highness's arms.

But... but what do you mean by the current state?

No matter how many times I let my eyes hang, the fact that I have His Highness's face up in front of me remains the same.

Yes. That means I'm sleeping with His Highness.

(... I'm not sure about Ji-Ji-Ji)

At the end of my memory, I was walking inside the Wang Du Labyrinth, held by His Highness's arms. After that, my consciousness is plump and interrupted.

You should take a deep breath here.

Meditate your eyes, breathe deeply and vomit.

Put new air in your body and spit quietly and slowly.

I repeated it several times and calmed my mind.

(... Your Highness, I'm still asleep...)

I guess I'm tired. I've been busy... and, besides, I'm sure I've been worried... and I think my absence has added extra work.

"... take it easy, I'm sorry"

I gently let go of my body and laid my lips on His Highness's forehead, which was stretched up slightly and asleep.

I was in a light pillow, so it's a little hard to get out of my arms, but I have some freedom.

Of course, you can't do that if you're awake...

Because if you were normally awake, you wouldn't be able to do it at all because of our height difference, and you're embarrassed.

(... you can because you're asleep... Huh? ……

Suddenly, His Highness's eyes opened tightly.

Ethereal eyes...... everywhere clear ice Ethereal is moisturized because of sleeping.

A little younger than usual because of the blurring...... no, you may look younger.

……

I was in a hurry to make a suspicious behavior move, but I pressed it at risk.

It's worse to make strange moves here and stand out.

(... oh, calm down, me!

I clenched my fist.

His Royal Highness wanders slightly.

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(... Oh, you haven't seen this properly)

If I thought so, my impatience earlier disappeared like a lie.

I was probably very relieved to think that I hadn't seen you kiss your forehead earlier, or that you wouldn't be recognized.

I observed His Royal Highness in confusion.

(... with eyelashes)

And your skin is beautiful. Though I'm sure it's amazing to stay up late and a lot of inanimate.

(Your Highness, I'm probably not sleeping very well)

That was a new discovery.

For a while, I've been doing that silently.

……

And as abruptly as he woke up, His Highness looked at me and opened his eyes wide.

(... Oh, I'm up...)

Thanks to waking up earlier, I was totally able to calm down.

"... good morning. Nadir."

"... good morning"

Perhaps His Royal Highness Nadir could not recognize the situation for just a moment either.

But His Highness is His Highness, so the upset was only for a moment. Fix your feelings immediately and be your usual look. Just a glimpse of it, a decent look burned in my eyes. It was not a crop, it seemed like a vegan expression.

"... Um, where are we?

That's a dumb question, but I put it in my mouth.

I know it's on the bunk. It also means it's not my bedroom.

"... it's my room"

Your Highness wakes up in awkward, ticklish subtle air. I cursorily woke up on the bunk so that I could follow.

"... is it the rear palace?

"Oh."

I snorted lightly.

Probably thought so. But it's a pretty shocking word to hear from your own mouth again.

('Cause this means you've stayed in His Highness's bedroom, right?

I don't think anything happened. 'Cause I'm wearing proper bedding and... Huh? Sleeping clothes?

(Wait a minute.... I don't remember changing my own clothes)

My spine gets cold.

"... what's up?

His Highness glanced into my eyes with a puffy eye.

"Wow, what about my change?

"Oh... to your lady officer... I asked Lana Hartley"

Thank you, Lilia. From the bottom of my heart, I thanked Lilia.

Because there's no way His Highness can make me change! Even if I am still young and not mature enough to keep His Highness company, anything embarrassing is embarrassing. Besides, I don't like being forced to change at the hands of Her Highness's ladies who don't know when they'll be rivals.

"... Um, why am I in His Highness's bedroom when Lilia is letting me change?

"... it will be a long time if we talk, but briefly, I tried to get you back to your room as soon as I got back here. But the timing was bad and I didn't have that time, so I put him to bed on my bedside. I was going to put it back on my own when I was done."

But it didn't come true, His Highness says.

"... I discovered a slightly troublesome problem and it was too late to come back... because you had no sign of waking up, and you needed to keep your mouth shut.... so I went straight to sleep"

His Highness's hand touched my hair and gently stroked it to comb.

"... will be rumored"

"It doesn't matter. We're a couple more than we were. You will not be able to complain to anyone"

"... there are people who say that I can't be a 'princess'"

"That would be there."

His Royal Highness chuckled.

It was such a belly grin.

"... I'm a little hungry, and they say it's a toddler hobby, Your Highness"

"Let me tell you something. Whatever they say, I don't care."

Wrap my golden hair around its long fingertips and remove it and wrap it around again. That was just hand play, but it seemed like he was trying to attract my attention.

"But the role of 'princess' is conditioned by the unmarried daughter of a noble nobleman, right?

"Apparently not.... In fact, the role of the 'princess' of the Founding Fathers' Festival is meant to select the true 'princess of the key'. I don't care if you are a virgin or not, but if you are recognized as the 'princess of the key', you will be married to the royal family or to Elsevelt almost without exception. I suppose that's why you prescribe it as an unmarried maiden. It doesn't matter if you're actually a virgin or not.... More or less, aren't there too many free people? Doesn't it matter what happened in my company?"

I'm ashamed of that obvious statement, and I lay down my face. It must be red to the ear.

"I'm sorry. You told me you looked after her."

"... no"

It is so uncomfortable for His Royal Highness, who is princely to see, to put it that way.

It's not that it's unpleasant discomfort for me to have a consciousness that the contents were so mature, although I might hate it if I were a cleanliness girl. Instead, I was just a little thrilled with that gap.

"... they say a lot, but I'm not going to force myself, and I'm not going to push my desires on immature bodies. So you don't have to worry about it."

There is no hurry, His Highness strokes my hair.

When I was told to whisper in my ear, it was kind of nagging.