"Welcome. Good luck on the far side"
"Oh, I see you again, young lady."
Truly he is right, there is no single servant in the vast mansion, and while going the beautiful mosaic cobblestones stretching from the metal gates to the front doors, with tension and rarity I roam the area. I wonder if Mr. Chris would give me a glance if I behaved badly, even for a walk in the garden later, and I'm naturally invited.
Ringing it three times with a knocker on the front door, Mr. Chris' parents on the door that opened a little later. Next to an elegant woman with a magnificent atmosphere, someone who saw (Mami) in the temple of time greets her with a smile.
There.
"... mother... on...?
To my son, who gave a mysterious statement, perhaps Mr. Sophia laughed and stopped him.
Mysteriously nodding against it, the brave son returns to the story.
"This woman is Miss Berlina, whom I welcome to my wife this time."
In the introduction I received, The Nervous Face to Face.
"Nice to meet you, my name is Berlina Lacott!
As part of the favor of the wife of the Rousseil family, she was soon taught a continental manners course, but I didn't think it would be useful in a place like this. A greeting from a nobleman who lifts the hem of his skirt and folds his knee a bit, like they said Cartesy in the previous world. It was awkward, but I'm glad I got it out, he said he was relieved.
"Nice to meet you. I'm Sophia Leena Gracis, Chris' mother. Thank you very much."
Mother is also a Cartesian.
But the wife of the Rousseil family was always a beautiful greeting, but this lady's greeting is also beautiful in the hall. The Born Noble! It's like, ho, watching me fall in love all the time.
"That's enough for a tough greeting, isn't it? 'Cause this guy gets tired."
I giggled as I said it, and as I was shown there with my gaze, I looked at Jill about this guy and I said, "Ma, those are the kinds of ladies. Don't pay attention to my manners," he laughs.
It's nothing to stand talkin 'about in a place like this forever… and go on to the front door as you are invited, to the first room. Rather, based on location and size, this is a servant's room, right? I want you to forgive me for thinking about the end of things.
Mr. Chris said. My adoptive mother said one worn out mansion......
Indeed, if you look at the details carefully, you may not feel faded. But I want you to remember. The first thing I thought of, including this house, was that nobility in other countries can't be beat, the Grand Mansion. It is an elegant white-walled giant house nestled in a forest that may not be called a forest, but is infinitely close to it. The number of floors is modestly two-story, but, uh, this goes pretty far back there, doesn't it? and. A hunch of noble mansions that cannot be weighed just by the front. Quite behind the front roof, you can even see the small tower dust, that can't be the “away” tower that is common in castles of fantasy stuff...? And now the crushing voice of my heart that I had to penetrate.
There really is no servant in this house, and the people who usually live in the back stay to use the living rooms of the intervals that are easy to spend.
—— Isn't this the woman who has some pretty practical thoughts...?
A woman standing in the kitchen and making tea, which would normally be for a servant, receives Jill's hot gaze in a standing position. It's like those eyes are my wife, isn't she? and. You look like you're talking, and ah, this couple still has a relationship between a man and a woman... (...;) Ooh, more than anything hot...! and inadvertently distract his gaze from the garden tip.
There, at the best time, Mr. Chris takes out the treat.
"It's a Lisertia souvenir."
and handed it to Mr. Jill.
"Oh, you brought it a sprinkled a little while ago."
"Because I heard it was a trendy treat. She wants you to eat it."
Beautifully fitted in an adorable package are baked confectionery like Castella, designed to mimic the back cover of the book. The surface is coated with bitter or white chocolate and enchanted like a magic book with a technique like icing. Some of them used pop and cute colors in the same product, but I chose a set that was calm in monotone colors. For once, I bought it in the aristocratic neighborhood —— dignified in my valiant presence skills! -- so the package is cloth wrapped (!) is a very fashionable look called ribbon hanging on.
Sophia's gaze turned to Jill's emotional voice, "Well, you don't have any body to eat," as she put the tea on the tray, such a soft feeling. So she naturally headed to the shelf, and Jill took out the small plate and grabbed the wooden cutlery case with her and brought it.
Oh, what a lovely couple! And if you look with envy, "Belle, how much sugar?" A mysterious question from Mr. Chris. Take a look at the colour of the tea poured into the cup where it is placed.
"Oh, I don't need it today"
And although I tried to be aggressive.
--Me, I'm sugar-free......??
Tilt one's neck to a known food preference.
How did you get our daily conversation like that? Sophia and Jill smiled breathlessly.
Smile breathlessly and give me one unexpected bomb.
"Chris, you..."
"Are you so narrow-minded...!
and.
Buha, someone with a callout laugh like that hihihihi hungry says, "You, you have an exclusive appetite, you're strong! Damn, you're gonna make me laugh and die!". More hahaha keep laughing and rubbing on Mr. Sophia. He finally felt comfortable with a gentle stroke on his back.
"Ha ~, really. I remember when I picked this guy up. You're finally starting to look like a human being."
and. Grabbing a tiny cup, for aromatic tea colors.
"You're done raising our kids. Big success, big success."
Niyah stared at the woman beside him and said, "I'm young, you want another one?" or. Probably a daytime bottom story. Sophia's iron fist came down in front of me wondering what I was going to do and said, "It's a big mistake if you think you can just go back ten times and make a kid or something". Well, I want to scratch a lot, but I don't know about that at first sight...
"So, um, I'm... my name is Berlina Lacotte."
After the scene had subsided, I thought it was also you who wouldn't be able to talk about it, and that's what you say.
"Whoa, me again, too. Thank you for that. It's Jill Luke. Call me whatever you want, Mr. Jill or your stepfather."
"I'm Sophia Leena. Me, too, Mr. Sophia, or your mother-in-law. Really, this guy took care of that verse. I gave up on what was dead… but seeing you again like this, no matter how troubled my husband is, it's still, it's gratifying. I was worried about Chris... a lot of blunt spots. Thank you so much for stopping me."
"What!? No! Welcome. Jill took care of me the other way around in the shrine! Mr. Chris Yes, uh, well, I think you already know...! Wow, me, it was a chase and... Huh!
In the first place, I'm an orphan who doesn't know what every horsebone is... although I refrained from saying it because it's a little sad array. I'm sorry a guy like that would fit in my daughter-in-law's seat, etc. It's something that's gone past my head, but then what if they told me to break up? --- Absolutely, I can't do that there! So extra inferiority is a gesture of silence and more for that matter.
Still looking at Niyanya, Mr. Kleis, Jill, Sophia smiled fluently and gently with sincerity.
"You have nothing to be ashamed of. If you look at this kid's full face, you can clearly see that. If you hadn't chased me, I'm sure this girl would still be the same. I don't move my mind to anything, I just send time for ruthlessness"
As such, the sleigh, and elegantly stared at me sideways (?) Mr. Kleis let his gaze swim S ~ all the time, only breathing a few moments gushing. Oh, that was a bad bat, was it a picture star? and. It is also allergic to people who have been helpful to a lot of people at work, that it is a ruthless time, but your adoptive mother is strong... But I did have some cool aspects of business lyke, so it's work, in brackets, for a long time. Was he someone who didn't really...? And I think calm minds.
Nevertheless, I was temporarily wondering how you replied because such a dark topic is also a bit arrogant….
"Well, that's a good story. It's more ceremonial than that! Weddings! Have you decided where or what?
and. In an international bright voice, the person turning the air around.
--Jill... you are a guy...!! is.
Was this man's education the qualities of a brave man who could read the air...!!!
Well, Mr. Chris grew up looking at this guy's back.
... I want Feel-kun to drink the dirt from these other claws. Though it was a mundane, whispering hope.
"Yes, but if you'll excuse me, it's been a while... and I'm going to go with Bell to find a suitable place for the ceremony."
"Oh, really? The admiration of maidens from all over the continent, the cathedral of Daydudria, and the ceremony of the brave will be all you can use."
What the hell, you wouldn't have used it on someone who obviously looked like that, either, Mr. Chris' cold gaze. You can't help it, because you hated Sophia, or something. Anyone who also looks obvious and pushes the end of the confectionery, takes a fuzzy attitude and says, "Do we want to do a second ceremony or something on this occasion?" and. In praise of the full grin, "Sophia, it would be beautiful," seeped his loving wife.
Calm Sophia says, "You still have a boiling head," and he says, "Be a spectacle to me while you zero your cold voice..."? Hey, have a beautiful, cruel smile. But "... right. Sure, even now, it's a shame to show my loving wife to the others". Such an unfortunate thought circuit of Mr. Jill includes tea without my involvement when I feel like a "poor man”.
How is my daughter-in-law's statement about objectively dropping off the scenery while using that or this of her mental age---!?... Well, it was a little wacky.
As a brave man who can read the air (Mr. Chris) would say it's a tea meal.
"That's why I'll send you an invitation after a while."
“You got permission," he said, as if he was good at it, sarazzling to the side about such a couple.
I don't know, awesome.
Just a little...?
No, I don't know what this reality looks so different from what I had in mind.
I had a slight, clapped out appearance of my soothing family.
Oh, you were nervous... and...
Take the smile of the Three Kinds.
“You, too, are a part of this today" ---.
Such a color of Mr. Sophia's mercy leaves me powerless all the time.
Oh, I had a family... and.
Unexpectedly smile at the loose tear glands to delude them.
Then, how I picked up and raised a boy, Mr. Chris.
It's like it's been around since before, Mr. Jill and Mr. Sophia's edge.
For some reason now it is revealed that Sophia's sweet friendship has been crushed with the unconscious obsession of the brave.
I suddenly said, "I have a child," and the encounter of the day I showed up.
"I thought you were joking about picking up a kid even though he couldn't even take care of himself."
And. That's what I told you about the day, and Mr. Sophia seems to miss it.
I thought I was just here to keep Mr. Chris for work, until then it was a long month or so, and Jill's stay grew cheap. I watched Mr. Chris, who was faceless and clumsy, and she tells me that he got attached gradually. The clumsy but hard-working Mr. Chris is cute, and I don't know if it's like this to have kids, it's not weird to have kids like this... By the time Mr. Sophia was completely familiar with the lives of the three of us, it was time for you to get married… in a plea system proposal.
Because we have no choice, us. That's what made me family ---.
Teasing, gently smiling woman (one), that then seems happy.
He looked fine, but my father was always desperate. What do you care? His voice only reaches this one small.
Fun and busy family evenings with warm voices leaked.
Jill with alcohol from the way in is tense and seems to be getting drunk as well. The reward of Chris and his parents and children. Is that it? You, it was a monkey...?? Hey, for years (?) The mystery is the skill effect, and they can narrow the rank by the same mechanism as presence.
It's been a very long time since such a busy dinner, he said. I've never seen Chris speak long sentences. A toast with Sophia, who smiles in the ear with pleasure and......
Probably made it fit around the time.
I ran into Mr. Sophia in the bathroom at bathing time with a gentle "first face” finish.
They exchanged softly and quietly what was said to be a women's talk that they could not speak to before them.
Mr. Sophia is talking about himself and about the brave men. And about Gracis' house.
Against me, about myself and about the brave. And the way you're going to be.
No matter how kind the people in this house were, they can't be asked to behave as nobles. I was just a little nervous and asked, but Sophia's answer was, "It's not that hasty." The Marquis would have jurisdiction over what is called territory, but the Lord of Time let it go many generations ago. Truth is, “we” only have this mansion. Because it's time to return the family name to the arrowhead marriage (that) and all the paperwork for it is in order. After our death, do as you please. If it seems useful to the wise (you), I don't mind if you use it.
And finally.
"Thank you for finding out about Chris. He looks like Luke for what he's worth, but he's got a lot to do with it... so I'm glad you didn't abandon him because his ability as a brave man must be impeccable."
It kept me smiling at the words that seeped through my lacrimal glands.