His Royal Highness's cats are very hairy.

"... no more"

Surrounded by boxes of dresses to the point of being buried, Adeline raised her roots.

Arriving at the intended tailor and being passed through to the back room of the store, Adeline quickly began to glance at the dress the store's master had put out. Adeline hides her identity and visits the store as just a nobleman's courtier. Apparently, however, the owner saw Adeline as a superior customer. In addition to the box containing the dress, I brought handkerchiefs, colour strings, and fabrics of various colors and patterns into the gloves just enough.

'How about this?' 'I think this and other things will look good on you a lot,' said Adeline, who was recommended next and was about to turn her eyes, asking her husband to leave her seat to show her slowly, and now she's just taken a deep sigh of sigh.

Honestly, I have no idea what to look at it from.

There are only ten fashionable vertical striped dresses.

Lyle, who had quietly refrained, muttered bossly.

"Doesn't your lady like this?

Turn a strange face to Adeline sinking deeply into the chair. In that hallway, the first knight to speak to Adeline.

Millet is taking his seat off with Deo.

"Uh, Lyle? You have a lover?

"I'm not there... but I have two sisters and a cousin. On off-duty days, dressers and tailors alike…"

"Are your sisters enjoying themselves?

"At least better than the lady I am now"

To Lyle's response, Adeline sighed deeply again.

I wonder if I have any flaws as a woman, not just my face. Lyle is right, a woman would not suffer if she were to rejoice in this situation.

Take the blue vertical striped dress on hand. He had lots of laces on his shoulders and a fancy decorative cloth on his chest and lots of beads sewn in. It is not Adeline's preference. Until now, though. Doesn't anything change according to my taste?

"... Why not be chosen appropriately?

To Lyle's throwing words, Adaline unwittingly blew out.

"No, you can't. Choosing the right armor can hurt you on the battlefield."

"Yes?"

Lyle makes a big face. Apparently he doesn't know what Adeline means by words.

-... not appropriate.

Face what you're not comfortable with, you need to renovate your dress to show your will.

I don't feel like I should just dress as plain as I've ever been, or pick something cheap and fashionable. Any of them would look good on Adeline. Which dress would convey Adeline's thoughts to Rutvias.

Wanting a change of mood, Adaline spoke to Lyle.

"Which one do you think Lyle should be? Which one would you choose as your lover?

"... so no lover"

There was something wrong with Adeline when Lyle blurted out. I had a faint idea, but he's apparently pretty solid.

"Hello."

…

Lyle lets his gaze wander around and is in pretty trouble.

Seeing him seriously bothered, Adeline realized that he seemed to have done something wrong.

"Lyle, you..."

As Adeline tried to apologize, just after Millet and Deo came into the room. Deo has many books in his hands that look heavy.

"Ma'am, it's taken a sample too. They say the dress in here will get you out of the warehouse right away."

"... thanks Millet"

Though thankful, Adeline was honest and easy. Even now confused heads will surely become completely useless with more choices.

"Which one do you think you should be?

Suddenly, Lyle asked a colleague.

"Huh?"

"If you choose to be your lover"

"... what's going on? You."

"The lady asked me."

Deo snapped his face as soon as he could, peering at Adeline, roughly.

"... Um... Lyle, I'm sorry. I didn't think you'd take me so seriously."

"This guy."

Lyle pointed to Deo.

"I have a lot of female friends due to various circumstances. I always choose dresses and accessories."

Deo is bluishing his face and puffing his mouth. Millet stared at Giroli and Deo.

"Say what you did to the lady... you..."

"Misunderstood! Sure, I'm vulnerable to girls... but I'm just being spotted by the girls at the liquor store!

Realizing that he had smashed the circumstances himself, Deo deposits his head on the wall with the book.

"Oh... why would I say it myself? Me..."

"Not even in the wind of a knight."

Millet glanced at Deo sideways and jizzed away. Those interactions are fun and Adeline laughs.

"If I millet you, I feel sorry for Deo"

"That's okay. Ladies can't come near these guys, either."

"Don't say that. Hey, Deo. Which one do you think would suit me?

Deo, who was messing with me on the wall, kicked in.

"Don't think about hard things like identity or fashion... think of me as a kid in a tavern and choose"

"Lady!"

"Fine."

Control of Millet, Adeline urged Deo.

"Deo, please"

As Adeline smiled, Deo hesitated to leave the book on his desk.

"... then..."

Gently bowing his head, Deo drops his eyes on the dress. Looking at the dresses and cloths that spread throughout the room, compared to Adeline at times, Deo eventually took a piece of cloth in his hand.

"I think I like these colors"

…

The cloth Deo chose was bare-colored. Much the same color as the dress Adeline always chooses.

"... do I look good in plain colors after all?

"Right. Red or pink or flashy doesn't suit a lady."

Deo said clearly. Millet rushes to pull Deo's clothes.

"Hey..."

"It would be a waste to wear red because my hair is chestnut."

Slightly depressed, Adeline blinked at the words of the ensuing Deo.

"Waste...?

"Today's blue dress is also, to be honest, a little lighter in color. If you wear dark colors... this or something"

Deo pulled a sample cloth of dark tea that was nearby.

"Because of this, I think it has an atmosphere that attracts gutsy shoulders and stuff. But I still think it would be nice to have a bare color or something. I can see my hair... but for a night club or something... then I can put a light on the fabric or a pattern."

After that, Deo seemed to turn back on me.

"Excuse me! Forgive my disrespect!

Quickly kneel.

"My time is overwhelming..."

"It's okay! It's okay, Deo. Thanks."

Adeline attracted a bare-colored cloth. When I thought that the color I was choosing not to be noticeable might actually be the color that suited me best, I felt that some shell in Adeline peeled off.

"... if it's a pattern... what would you like?

Asking Deo, he looked up.

"... Um... if you'll excuse me..."

"It's okay. Say it."

"Big deal... maybe we'll lose"

Adeline nods. In Adeline's plain face, she buries herself heavily in vertical stripes, floral patterns, etc.

"Right. What about water balls?

"I think it's good... but what's a very clear color..."

That loses face, too.

It may have just been painful to wear until now because I was forced to freshly decorate it with a mess even though it was a plain face. Then make it simple, impossible, something that suits Adeline. Colors and patterns swirl in Adeline's head.

"... I think I figured something out..."

As Adeline rose from her chair, she gave in to take Deo's hand on her knees.

"Thanks Deo! That was so helpful!

"Huh? Yes"

Turn around well and hold Lyle's hand as well.

"And Lyle! Thanks so much for today!

"Ha... ha"

Lyle was slightly pully, but Adeline doesn't notice at all.

"Come on! We don't have time for this! Pick it fast!

"Oh, my lady! Such as taking the hands of your lords..."

"Deo! Catalog it!

Millet's whispering voice didn't even get in his ear, and Adeline began to turn the catalog abruptly.

When they heard the bell announcing the time, Adaline and the others jumped up. At the end of the lunch break, Rutvias and the others leave the city. I do not have time to wait for the packaging of the purchased item.

"Ma'am, look out!

"Yeah, Millet. And you."

Eventually, leaving it to Millet and Deo, Adeline leapt out of the store with Lyle.

In time for her departure, Adaline strokes down her chest without being left behind.

"I shouldn't. I almost forgot."

Adeline tried to give it to Lyle as she grabbed the package from her handbag. It's a gratuity I was going to give to Lyle and Deo. But Lyle waves his head and solidifies.

"I can't take it."

"But this was my personal favor..."

No matter what Adeline says, Lyle won't try to take it.

"Even so for the lady, for me it is a sacred task given to me by the royal family"

Without changing his expression, Lyle runs out.

Adeline's expectations that he might be solid fell off. Lyle is not just solid. Quite solid.

"... but"

"Ma'am! Good, I've looked for you!

A samurai with a prime minister came running over breathless.

"Please hurry! Father is waiting for you!

"It was an honor to have you here."

Lyle bows his head and doesn't try to keep it up. I'm sure he'll stay like this until Adeline walks away.

"Ma'am, come on! I'll scold your father!

"Just a little bit. Just give me a minute."

Adeline gives in a little and peeks into Lyle's face. I just want to convey my gratitude properly, even if I don't get it.

"... thanks for being so selfish with me, Lyle. I sincerely appreciate it. Tell Deo too."

"... accepted"

Upon hearing Lyle's reply, Adaline left the spot prompted by a rushing samurai. The carriage begins to move as soon as it is seated so that the one you have been waiting for is pushed into the carriage.

To his father, who looked frustrated, Adeline apologized. I'm sure I made you worry.

"... Father, I'm sorry I'm late."

"... be careful"

"Yes..."

Responding with a small voice to the mild reprimand, Adeline took a seat.

The carriage continued to run amidst the idyllic scenery of the countryside, arriving at the detached palace, where it was nearly evening and spending the night. Nobody in the royal family now inhabits that outlying house, where King Richield had long resided for sanatorium before his erection. However, the hallway has been polished to accommodate sudden visits by national guests and royalty, as the samurai and female officers reside and manage a wide outhouse.

A little later than Adeline, Millet arrived.

"Lyle didn't get a thank you."

As she quickly changed into her new dress, Adeline told Millet, that's what she said.

Though he looked a little surprised, he nodded at Millet Scissors as well.

"And Deo... he noticed so well and was kind.... Well, maybe I'm just used to playing with women"

Oh man, that look on Millet's face that dropped his sigh, but it's soft.

Adeline laughed with a crush, too.

"Right. Even when you stand out for your dress… I wonder if you always choose it that way. I'm sure you can do it."

Adeline and Millet laugh at each other.

When I first met him, I was angry that he didn't deserve a knight, but both the Deo and Lyle I spoke to today seemed like a strong but preferred young man. That would be a big thought because they changed their attitude knowing Adeline as the Chancellor's Lady, but I guess it's because they're the original good people. I'm glad it didn't end up stripping you of your knighthood. I'm sure they'll be the proud fine knights of Rude Saxony.

"Come on, lady. You got it."

Millet looked proudly up at Adeline as she hemmed the dress.

"It looks great on you."

"... Really?

Adeline spread the hem of the dress and looked down at herself.

I bought a ready-made product because I didn't have time to get used to it, but it's been a long time since I've had a new dress.

Only then did Adeline's breasts dance secretly. I used to simply like and gladly wear beautiful things. 'It can't look good,' 'Don't stand out,' until you curse yourself.

-... it's okay. You look great.

Tell yourself in the mirror.

Dress to make yourself look beautiful without stretching out and with but without.

What would Rutvias say?

What are you going to do with it these days? Will you be angry? If I'd dressed honestly by the end of last night, it wouldn't have been a hassle.

I remembered my back leaving angrily this morning, and Adeline had her chest tightened.

-... may His Highness speak to you.

Adeline prayed to the goddess of heaven.