His Royal Highness's cats are very hairy.

The floor polishing the day after it rains sucks.

Everyone walked around the hallway with muddy shoes, full of footprints, impeccable to polish or polish.

"Nobles are good, aren't they? Whether your shoes are muddy or stepping on dog shit, we're the ones polishing the floor."

Melsa says as she kneels down and brushes the floor full of strength with brushes held with both hands. Millet nodded at Melsa's complaint, polishing the floor as well.

"Just once. Come on." Thank you for polishing the floor all the time. "

"It's not what nobles say."

"Yes, you are."

The harsh reprimand of the lower woman's head flies to the two laughing at each other.

"Don't talk to me. Come on! Millet, change the water!

"Ha!

Replying with his neck clapped, he gazed at Melsa like a prank and Millet held a bucket with dirty water. The bucket with water is heavy, and even Millet, who is familiar with having something heavy, is going to let you get distracted.

There are few people in the hallway in the early morning, but in a moment's time, noble faces will push to greet the king attending your meeting. If he didn't finish the job by then, Millet turned the corner in a bit of a hurry.

"Aah!?

As soon as he turns, he hits something. Millet puts on his buttcake.

The bucket rolled on the floor and dirty water splashed around.

"Oh no! You're getting dirty!

As Millet raised her face to the voice, a young woman looked down at her wet own clothes and glanced at her face.

Apparently, I hit her.

Millet turned bright blue.

(Doh, what do I do!)

The flower hat worn by the woman on her head has a long dripping cloth on her back. Dark green uniform, fine embroidery and long sleeves. I am not an ordinary woman official. She is a well-known woman who serves near royalty and your side.

The woman stares at Millet from the top.

"Where were you looking and walking!? Oh, my God!

"Oh, no, not... sorry"

Millet gets up and bows his head. But the anger of the woman doesn't seem to subside.

"Don't be late for His Royal Highness Princess Wang's room! What are you gonna do?

"Shh, I'm sorry..."

The hallway gradually became more crowded. People see the interaction between Millet and the woman on the side with a flicker, and they pass by. Without anyone to add to the ranks of women, there was no one to shelter Millet.

I can see my buddies and Melsa polishing the floor together looking at this one a little further apart. I'm afraid I'll take refuge in Millet badly and get stuck. I didn't think Millet was flirtatious. Among the high ranking women are also the ladies of the famous family of fingerfolds, many of whom are often candidates for royal queens and side chambers. It's easy for them to kick them out of the royal palace instead of punishing their floor-polishing daughters.

"Ho, really, su, su..."

"This stupid picture!

A woman waves up her hand.

When slapped, Millet meditated blindly.

The bread, the sound of the beauty, echoes in the hallway.

"... Huh?

It doesn't hurt.

Millet opened his eyes and was surprised.

One woman had bowed herself and was holding Millet tight.

Dark green uniform.

A female officer's flower hat, which appears to have been slapped in place of Millet, rolled down the corridor with a corollary.

The flower hat is also sewn with a dripping cloth.

Apparently she is also a high ranking female official.

"... they're kids, right?

Saying so in a low voice, the woman who sheltered Millet rises and returns her heel.

Plenty of chestnut hair glossed as she moved.

I can't see my face.

There was just not enough courage in Millet to peek into her face in this situation.

"Ah, you..."

The woman who tried to slap Millet also has her eyes open in surprise.

"Ji, don't interrupt! That girl defiled my uniform!

"You raise your hand against a child?

"It's only natural to punish the crude!

"Then you will slap your own child on the cheek in the future?

"Yes! Of course!

"Even a prince whose son has the right to inherit the throne?

The woman who tried to slap Millet shook her shoulder in horror.

"Oh, that's..."

"You said that the day I went up to the royal palace. 'I am the one who will be His Majesty the King's new sideroom. Aren't you calling? You've carefully sprayed it with water, so remember."

The woman, with her back to Millet, had a grand chest.

(Looks like a knight...)

I've only peeked at a knight's horseback game once between jobs.

Though not wearing brilliant armor on silver, the figure of a lady officer raising her face that she had nothing to fear looked just like a knight with a spear.

"If you're going to be a sideroom, isn't the son the prince with the right to inherit the throne after His Royal Highness the King? Or maybe a pretty princess? In any case, my dear son, who inherits the blood of the royal family. I can't believe I slapped that son... what would His Majesty the King think if asked?

"... oh, you're not even a great beauty!

The woman, who sheltered Millet, lay down with a smile at the words like a loss.

"If you've made up for it and praised me for a lot of upbringing, I'll thank you. Thanks."

"... eh"

Dragging wet uniforms into muddy water, the woman went for a small run.

The woman who sheltered Millet is picking up her own flower hat, tapping it and paying off the dirt.

On that back, Millet spoke terribly.

"... oh, the..."

"I was here! Dear Valvulga!"

The woman turned her voice around and Millet could finally see her face from the front.

An endless beauty...... it wasn't.

"You're not even a great beauty," he cursed, "the shaping of that face doesn't leave the mediocre realm.

But his eyes look victorious like a prank kid, and his blue eyes, like the summer sky, are full of glitter and confidence.

I'm not beautiful, but I can't look away.

"Already! I looked for you!

Apparently running from the far rear of Millet, the woman lays her hands on her own knees as she says Zeezee. This woman was not wearing a dripping cloth on her flower hat. Simple shapes of uniforms that emphasize ease of movement, even in the same dark green, belong to junior female officers.

The woman who sheltered Millet, Eruvarvulga, said, wearing a flower hat.

"What? You're done sending me your offer. At dawn I'm supposed to be sunny and free time, right? Sleep and walk, but my freedom."

"I'm sorry to hear that Her Majesty the Queen Wang is here for you. If it wasn't for the tea Valvulga put in, I'd have to drink it."

"You're in trouble with my grandmother, too."

"Dear Valvulga!

Even if blamed, Varvarga doesn't look like he reflected.

A glowing blue eye grabbed Millet away from his colleague.

"You, were you okay?

"Oh, oh, thank you!

Millet hurries and lowers his head deeply.

Then came the unsettled voice.

"Oh, it's okay. Lift your head? I've always wanted to get back at that woman for being watered down. Thanks for putting muddy water on my place. But be careful next time."

Valvrga says so brightly and quickly, he starts walking refreshingly.

"Then, thank you for brushing the floor. Always beautiful and pleasant."

Valvurga was in a mild condition. The words of gratitude, too light and unaware, fluttered down like feathers in Millet's heart and warmed him up there.

Millet looks at Valvurga as he leaves.

With her spine straight out and her hands walking loosely in front of her body, of course the flower hat won't shake.

The hem of the uniform seemed to flicker, but it was beautiful enough to sigh.

"... the Neil Dawson lady."

"Huh... Huh?

If you notice, your fellow maidens stood to surround Millet, and just like Millet, they were seen behind Valvulga.

"... it's beautiful"

"You don't walk the same way as any other woman."

"I don't know what's different, though."

"That's nice."

"I admire you."

My youngest daughter, a little older than Millet, told Millet again, still dropping off Valvurga.

"That Valvurga is a Neil Dawson lady. I've heard of Her Majesty's favorite lady."

"Her Majesty the Queen..."

Speaking of Queen Wang, there are rumors that it is quite difficult. Perhaps it is true that the fact that the Empress Wang likes it is not disgusting that she said herself that 'there is much upbringing to make it up to'.

"Your Majesty's sideroom candidate for anything..."

"Side room? But..."

Isn't the King and Valvurga as old away from each other as their father and daughter?

"Come on! Back to work. Back to work! We don't have time for this!

When Varvulga's back became invisible across the hallway, she urged the lower girls as her lower head slapped her hand.

"Millet, I'll help you clean up."

"Oh, thanks, Melsa"

Wipe muddy water spread out on the floor, Millet and Melsa repeatedly with old cloth cuts.

(I wonder if he'll be in the side room...)

Millet looked up again and looked across the hallway, but there is no doubt about what Valvurga looked like.

"... Hey, Melsa. I wonder if we can be women if we work hard too."

"You can only bully a woman who's a pussy."

"Is that who you are?

"I've asked my brother to be there. But it's very difficult."

"Phew..."

Millet leaned over.

I can't forget Valvurga's shining eyes.

My admiration grew up in the millet when it swelled.

(If I could be a woman... I wonder if I could serve that guy in the side room)

That kind of looks like a very happy future.

But there's no way I can be a woman if I can't read the letters properly.

Millet sighed in bloated admiration and harsh reality.

Millet asked about Melsa and the older maiden, Valvulga.

"You're totally obsessed with Master Varvarga. It's like we're in love."

That's what I said and made fun of Millet, but my people told me a lot about Valvulga.

Valvulga went up to the royal palace about a year ago.

Queen Wang is difficult and the replacement of your lady officer is very intense, but she immediately likes the Valvurga and won't let Valvurga go for a while since.

"He's very smart."

"Feel free to do that"

"Something different."

"I really admire you."

The daughters praise Valvurga with their mouths.

Millet didn't seem to be the only one fascinated by Valvulga's brilliant blue eyes and grand stand-up behavior that could be described as majestic.

"Did you hear that story?

"That story?

As Millet tilted her neck, the youngest grinned.

Rumor has it that Valvulga is actually a candidate for His Majesty's sideroom.

Millet nodded.

"I heard that."

Melsa told me a lot more about the rumor.

King Albuquerque has many side rooms and many princesses between them. But the Prince is the only Prince of Richard. But the Prince Richard was sick and weak, and often stayed out of the palace for a quiet rest, and the majority of ministers seemed to think it would be difficult for the Prince Richard to have children.

If Prince Richard stays in power, the succession issue will surface. For this reason, ministers who weigh the blood muscles of the royal family directly from St. Sachsheed, which dates from the Divine Age, have given King Albuquerque a new side chamber, and they want the Prince to be born.

(It has not been a year since His Royal Highness Prince Wang took his new queen...)

The great people seem to blame quite a bit.

Millet never felt sorry for the King and his wife.

When Millet still worked at the whorehouse. After the wedding, the Prince and his wife went to see their brothers face from the terrace of the cathedral tower. That is a funny story, such as the beautiful bride, Millet wholeheartedly blessed, but at that time the king's choice of sideroom was already underway as' no child will be born to the king prince '.

When I saw Millet snort, my fellow maids nodded loudly as well.

"Then we'll talk fast. His Majesty King Albuquerque was very fond of Valvulga, who became Her Majesty's wife." A delightful woman. "

"I'd like to have Lady Valvurga in your side room right now, but I hear that Her Majesty the King doesn't want to let Lady Valvurga go."

"The other side rooms and side room candidates who heard about it took out Master Valvurga..."

The maidens looked at each other, as much as they did.

Millet embarks on himself.

"So? What's going on?

"Harassment reward."

"Spread worm carcasses in front of the room, break uniforms"

Millet held his chest.

Valvulga's appearance in the middle of something terrible is nagging in my eyes, and I can't be there or not.

"Oh no... Queen Wang or king won't help me?

"I won't help you. 'Cause Master Valvurga is kerosene."

"Huh..."

Millet lost his word.

Varvulga, in his imagination, who was crying, comes out with a cum and starts cleaning up the carcasses of the worms just now.

"You think there's something you can do?"

"That's great."

……

Valvulga, who had collected the carcass of the worm in the X., began to splurge on his side chamber opponent, whom Millet did not even know his face, as he could dust it. Millet pays by hand to mist the imaginary Varvulga, who is laughing high when he sees the screaming side room.

(... Well, right)

There's no way that Valvurga is being harassed or anything.

(That's Valvulga!)

Millet let his heart dance to Valvulga's martial arts. I couldn't wait to be proud, even though it wasn't about me.

Millet's second encounter with Valvulga, then a few days later......