The guards lead us into the carriage.
Though initially Geolas strongly advised him to take his carriage, he received the fierce opposition of Chancellor Alan, who was to take a carriage for the maid to the lord's mansion.
Well, that's convenient.
I'd be in trouble if Geolas didn't see me as sacred.
If we were to have the same conversation as normal people in the carriage, that special feeling would occasionally fade.
The trick to maintaining my relationship with customers is to avoid meeting each other as much as possible except during fortune telling.
No matter how intimate you are, you must not be intimate.
The important thing is to keep making the fortune teller realize he's special and to build something like some kind of up and down relationship.
"... by the way"
I get sick and tired of the hot breath in my ears. [M]
"I wonder how this treats humans to be diners from now on."
"Ha ha..."
Reesha has a much lower eyesight than I do with a pulled grin in the front.
No, you're not.
My eyes are high. [M]
This carriage carries four people, and three maids who were originally on it.
When the two of us get in there, I mean, this is what happens.
"... sister, remember what I said earlier?
"Ha, ha. Yeah, that's why I decided to pick the latter. Ha. I can't abandon this desire, but, ha, because I love him from the bottom of my heart"
I accidentally held my eyes and sighed at the whispering voice of excessive exhalation heard from behind.
Yes, I'm sitting on the lap of an example maid.
I also feel comfortable with the temperature transmitted over my clothes, and more disgusting than that.
In the name of safety, the gutters and hips are held and you can't move, two rich airbags are pressed against your back, and your ears are breathing constantly.
Look, Geolas, there's a hell of a lot of dangerous people out there messing around with your squire.
"I can't keep this a secret anymore..."
When I turn my gaze to the two maids as I say, the bulk looks badly distracted.
Yeah, I was worried about you earlier, but you don't seem to have to.
"Well no. By the way, sister, can I ask you one thing?
I raise my face a little and talk to the maid behind me.
It's Natalia.
"Then Natalia, why are you... no, why are you so distrustful of Geolas?
Two maids, except Natalia, stop breathing.
It was a simple comeback this time, but is it a star?
"These are the kids, get used to them both"
That's what Natalia says and strokes my head.
"Wow, I knew it was true that you were a fortune teller..."
"Be careful, or they'll even know what you want to keep a secret."
"No, the maid length arr..."
"Yes, a secret or a well-known fact..."
Ah, the maid length.
I mean, the head of the maid?
"Eh."
My voice leaks without much surprise.
Look, Geolas, we're gonna get caught in this maid's not-so-distant future.
"... hon, I knew that rumor was causing it? You see, there's a lot going on among the guards, like a simultaneous dismissal."
When they reconsider and inquire, the three of them all shake their heads.
"That's nothing. Because we are the exclusive maids of lords. Historically, it's an elite category, so you'll find it about the next place you work when you're fired."
Yeah, yeah, and two other people besides Natalia nod late.
I see.
Pale, dry and realistic, but that's one truth again.
If not all of the maids have respect for their husbands, they are not proud of their work.
Those who care about their careers, those whose salaries are not commensurate and who think about changing careers, those who see them only as a stepping stone to having contacts with nobility.
Even in a fantastic world with magic and made-up, here is a reality that is no different from the world you were in.
Well, that's why scammers like me can use their powers.
"The problem is that Yale is incompetent."
"Buffoo."
Reesha on the front blows out at Natalia's words.
My spit flew a little on my face.
"When Lady Grace was present, Lady Grace said, and after Lady Grace drew the line, Chancellor Alan said. It's frustrating to watch, even though it's common for noble boys."
Natalia says so, wiping my face with a handkerchief she took out of somewhere.
It smelled kind of good.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Rosie. Me, with...!
"Fine, fine, I might have blown it if I hadn't expected it either."
I just had a few exchanges earlier and I was wondering if somehow it wasn't.
But I didn't know that was the direct cause.
"Hey, maid chief! in front of the customer. That's just..."
"Apart from this kid, you'll soon notice where we kept our mouths shut. You know, the fortune teller, Rosie?
Learn to get caught up in the way you say it that it includes.
"... Natalia, you are"
"Whoa, it's time to get to your mansion. Unfortunately, the hug ends here."
The hips hold is unraveled.
"Bye, both of you. I don't know what you're up to, but I wish you success."
I realize I'm a fortune teller.
That's what Natalia said and stroked my head again.
After all, she realizes I'm a chicken fortune teller.
Whatever the distorted sexuality, the eyes that look at people are real.
Together, I am also convinced that I am young and have the title of maid length.
Eventually the carriage stopped and was taken by three maids who switched to work mode, and we set foot in Lord Geolas' mansion.
... and you have an atmosphere like someone else, Natalia.