Isekai Ryouridou

The day of Odifia begins with the bells of the three moments up.

Most importantly, because Odifia is in deep sleep, there is no attempt to hear the tone of the bell, even when the window is open. Still, when that carving comes, it is forced to shake even by the merciless hands of the nanny.

"Good morning, Princess. I'm ready to bathe."

When I wake up scrubbing my sleepy eyes, they just call me that. This was also every morning.

They wear soft indoor shoes and take them to the bathroom just outside their bedroom. After the age of five, they also stopped pulling their hands, so they had to be careful not to fall, however sleepy.

When I open the door, two female officers, wrapped in thin objects, are waiting.

The ladies' sweet fingertips peeled off as they dressed Odifia in the night clothes.

He becomes what he was born to be and is led to the bathroom.

It is a stone room with white steam.

The steam has a mixture of aromas of vanilla and flowers. While Odifia hits the blur and its scent, the women purify her body with a soft cloth.

Once the body is cleansed, it is seated in a tub filled with warm water.

There were many petals floating on the water.

When Odifia moves her arms, the petals twirl around. It wasn't always fun, but there was nothing else left to do in Odifia until the women washed their hair.

Sitting in silence and soaking in water, I'm about to accidentally fall asleep. So Odifia decided to take on the important task of repelling drowsiness by letting the petals dance all over again today.

That's how my arms are getting tedious, and the women come to tell me the end of the job.

Back in the small room, he is wiped of water, his hair is creased, as well as the scented oil is rinsed all over his body. Odifia didn't really like the smell of this perfumed oil, but the story was that if we didn't apply this, the people of Genos would soon burn their skin yellow.

(I wonder why it shouldn't get any better)

Malstein, Odifia's grandfather, has very yellow skin. But I don't think that's a bad outfit, and there were plenty of people with yellow skin if they were men in the first place. Maybe the man isn't painting something called scented oil.

But even men, like their father Melfrid, have white-skinned humans. I remember hearing that because Melfrid's mother was born in the white north of color.

Melfrid's mother, or Odifia's grandmother, was deceased before Odifia was born. So Odifia doesn't even remember her name. As far as the portrait decorated the royal palace, it did seem to me that she was a beautiful woman with white colors.

Besides, the woman had pale gray eyes of color.

It is the woman's blood muscles that say the eyes of Odifia and Melfrid are gray. Whenever my grandfather and others looked up, he was cheeky with laughter that Odifia seemed to look more and more like that woman.

"Thank you for waiting. Let's go to your mother's room."

When I realized, Odifia was all set.

The perfumed body is made to wear a white outfit with lots of ornaments. Odifia was often forced to wear these outfits because her mother Eurifia preferred white.

Walk down the corridor, trapped back and forth by nannies and samurai.

All the wrong people are women. This was the rear palace of Castel Genos and, in principle, the entry of men was forbidden.

"Morning, Odifia. Nice costume today."

When I walked into the room, Eurifia laughed.

Odifia pinches a knee-high knee decoration and asks him to say "Good morning, Kaasama".

of the room of Euriphia, between the receptions.

Eurifia was sitting loosely on her bench, with an infant in her hand.

I turned two in the silver moon earlier, Odifia's sister.

But my sister was born on the blue moon, so she was still very small. Odifia decided to take a good look at the sister's face before taking her seat.

He has a rounded face, he is an infant.

The colour of the skin is whiter than that of Odifia, and the eyes that open clearly have a bright brown colour. My sister was born with the same eye color as her mother.

"Can I touch it?

"Fine, but gentle. Because we're making a big deal of ourselves today."

This little sister cries like she's on fire right away. Odifia has also seen her sister cry over and over this morning's tea time.

I didn't want to make my sister cry, so Odifia gently touched that cheek.

It feels so soft and comfortable.

Fortunately, my sister just stared back at Odifia properly, without crying.

"Odifia has been a child who barely cries since she was a baby. I thought you looked like your father."

Eurifia smiles happily.

Indeed, Odifia was more often said to resemble her father than her mother. Hardly ever laughs instead of crying, that's what they look like to their father.

"Isn't it just a little unusual not to cry or laugh at such a young age?

Sometimes I heard rumors that it was there that way.

Odifia doesn't get a lot of contact with her generation of kids, but it's like normal kids cry and laugh more often.

To Odifia, I wasn't sure.

Even Odifia would be happy if she was happy, and sad if she was hard. On my own, I didn't even mean to hide it. It was just that my face wouldn't move as big or as big as the people around me.

"... what's up, Odifia?

And, Eurifia asks strangely.

"What?," Eurifia began to laugh by the way.

"Because you're pulling your own cheeks around without even sitting down. Are you sure which cheek is softer for you or your sister?

I wonder why my face doesn't move very much, he was doing such a rare imitation. Odifia sat across from her mother, putting her hands down and then answering "Nothing".

"... because I and your father know all about how Odifia feels. You don't have to move your expression, do you?

Even though Odifia had said nothing, it had all been passed on to her mother.

Odifia makes me nod, "Yeah."

"Well, let's make it tea, shall we? Can I have Alou's tea today?

"Yeah."

A mother's maid, who was holding back in the corner of the room, gave me a cup of sweet and sour aromatic aloof tea.

"Your father seems to be busy today. But he said he should be able to have dinner with me for crackling."

"Yeah."

"I have to go out for a little while when I finish my Jomtien snack, too. I think we can go back to the third hour downstairs, so make sure you do the archery."

"Yeah."

It was the usual morning sight, with no substitute for anything.

That is how, within the overlapping of words, the half-bell of the four moments up there rings.

"Then it's time for school. See you in Jomtien."

"Yeah."

Return to your room with the samurai you refrained from during the next.

In front of the room, an old woman as a teacher was waiting for her.

"Good morning, Princess Odifia. Today we are training in the writing of letters."

"Yes, please"

Return the gratitude of your wife and enter the room with her.

Since the age of five, Odifia has been able to impose something called study.

Since Odifia was six years old and the Yellow Moon was already coming to an end, she would already be in this kind of life for a year and a half.

Most of the study was called reading and writing letters.

However, these days, a little computational study is also being carried out. So sooner or later, if you're no longer dyslexic in reading and writing, now they're going to learn about the history of the kingdom, the law, etc.

Such studies were carried out during the morning, and from noon onwards they were taught about courtesies and so on in the court.

If I got older, I should have been able to add sewing and dancing and how to ride totototoss there as well.

In it, they don't necessarily have to learn just how to ride Totos. It was mandatory for boys, but I heard about half of them learn it in girls.

But for Odifia, the most exciting part was about how to ride that tototoss.

There is no special reason. However, I had more fun using my body than using my head, and it seemed to be more fun riding a tototoss than dancing, until I thought.

Eurifia was also on Totos if she had time.

It is unlikely that your wife will go outside across totoss, but it seems that a toss ride is very useful to maintain a healthy body. The figure of Eurifia, dressed like a man and running refreshingly through the square in the castle, looked good from Odifia's point of view, and seemed like fun.

"So that's the next letter. Do you remember how to read these letters?

An old woman as a teacher comes to point to the letter of the example.

There, it was described as "Totos," "Caron," and "Kimmus".

I was just thinking about Totos, so Odifia makes me happy.

But the old woman seemed unaware of anything, so Odifia made her return only the answer to the question.

"Yes, you're right. Princess Odifia is very talented."

Humans in the royal palace were friendly to Odifia for everyone.

All the unfriendly words I hear from time to time were uttered unknowingly by Odifia. Those people were all kind to me in front of Odifia.

So this old woman may also be saying bad things about Odifia in the shadows.

But that never made Odifia feel sad.

The only time I got sad was when I heard bad things about my family.

My sister is still young, so no one speaks so badly. However, there are people who mourn when the cry is too loud.

So family was about my parents and my grandfather.

Euriphia is all I have.

Melfried is ruthless.

Malstein is tyrannical.

Odifia had heard such bad talk, slightly.

Words like ruthless or tyrannical didn't make sense. So he asked Eurifia that, knowing what it meant, he was to feel very sad.

"I'm sure Odifia has a small body, so you didn't even notice she was around. Well, anyway, you don't have to worry about that, Odifia."

Eurifia said so, gently stroking Odifia's head.

"Your father has to take a tough attitude to protect the discipline of Genos, and your grandfather has to take a tough attitude to protect the prosperity of Genos. So people who lose money and struggle are just sneaking around complaining."

"... What are you doing?

"Maybe I'm just trying to be mine. So maybe the people complaining are more right."

Eurifia was laughing with pleasure.

But Odifia, on the other hand, became sad.

"If you just sneak in the shadows and say bad things to clear your mind, that's fine. Your father and grandfather are only doing their job as Marquis Genos people, so you won't stop worrying about their pussies."

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"Oh, you haven't convinced me yet.... Then I ask, but where and from whom did Odifia hear that pussy?

"... I don't know who it is. It's all over the place."

"Was it noble? Were those the lowest names or the maids?

"It was a good one."

"I knew it. Fathers and grandfathers are not the kind of people who are told by their lowest surnames and maids that they are ruthless or tyrannical. I don't need to worry more about the human pussy that your father or grandfather would be dissatisfied with making the right decision for Genos. If you complain and follow your grandfathers' words properly, that's enough."

And Eurifia smiled.

"For me, that's the same thing. It would have been less sad if my pussy had been slapped by my lowest surname and my maids, but it wasn't, would it?

He said, "Yeah. It was a mess with Kaasama."

"Then let it go. Because nobility, who calls me all my souls, is more my soul than I am."

That said, Eurifia gave me a hug of Odifia's body all the time.

"You have to use your face as a nobleman, your face as a human being, and your two faces. Unless you bond as a friend, nobility only shows its face as nobility to nobility."

"Yeah."

"So whatever they say to someone who only knows their face as a nobleman, it's like they're complaining about the feast costume they're wearing. If my family and friends loved me, that would be enough."

Eurifia's words were difficult, but still Odifia managed to quench her sad feelings.

But instead, I was to have another suspicion.

Odifia has a hard temperament.

Wouldn't this be hard to pass on to the rest of us what kind of person Odifia is?

My close family, they all know about Odifia. My parents and grandfather never misjudged Odifia's mood. Even though my grandfather and others don't get to look at each other so well, it really draws Odifia's mood.

Will I be able to laugh and cry properly when I grow up myself?

At the moment, that was the only point where Odifia was concerned.

"... So that's the end of the line. Good day, Princess Odifia."

When the bell of six and a half moments rang, the old woman said so respectfully.

I took three breaks in between, and I finished my two-minute study.

After seeing the old woman leave the room in a gracious manner, Odifia slammed onto the table.

A samurai stood up laughing as she shrugged, wanting to see what was going on in the wall seat.

"So shall we come to the dining room? Or would you like to take a little rest?

"Yeah. Go"

I managed to lift my heavier head and Odifia also took a seat.

As he leaves the room and walks down the corridor, his chest sounds particularly loud.

Is today the day of the hit? It's the day off. I couldn't find out until I was in the cafeteria.

"Oh, you were a lot faster. Could you have waited so long for a meal?

Eurifia, who was already in her seat, laughs.

My sister is being kept by her nanny, so Jomtien's snacks will usually be eaten alone with Eurifia. Tea lover Eurifia seemed to enjoy her tea alone again.

"We still have time in Jomtien, but let us carry our meals?

"Yeah."

"Then do me a favor, too. And new tea."

"Yes, I did. Please wait."

Odifia sat down a little on the chair the samurai pulled for me.

In the meantime, my chest grows louder.

Eurifia was laughing with her hands in her mouth.

"It's hard to put it away for a few days. Then maybe you should know the date."

Odifia says, "Yeah," let me shake your head.

By Eurifia's date, I meant the date of the hit. That date was essentially predetermined.

However, it is not always on schedule. I was told that if something unexpected happened, the date could suddenly collapse on the day.

Then Odifia told me not to let me know about the date.

If you think it's a hit day and you go out to the dining room and then that expectation is betrayed, you'll sink into the bottom of your disappointment. I didn't want to feel so sad that I dared not ask about the date.

The day of the hit, every three days, comes.

But once in a while, it can also be a daily routine of once every four days.

It was a story that there was proper legality there, but Odifia had not had to listen to it either.

And since the day of the last hit, today was the third day.

If there were no accidents, either today or tomorrow would be the day to hit.

Mindful of my expectations too much, I still couldn't stop my legs from moving once and for all.

Before such an odifia, a samurai brings a plate.

"Thank you for waiting. Today is a baked treat deposited by Master Tour-Din"

Today was the day of the hit.

Odifia was to stare at how many sweets were placed on that plate.

Yellow, fluffy fabric, scattered with peach grains. Apparently, Minmi's pulp was covered in baked confectionery, whether it was fuwano or poitan.

"We wanted to hang this for you to enjoy."

A small silver container can accompany it.

Dark brown, thick juice. It is a sweet condiment made from something called Gigi leaves.

Odifia was set to move her legs at all costs.

"Alas, it's unusual for her to use Minmi. A little bitter gigigi leaves, I wonder."

Even before Eurifia, the same plates are arranged.

When he told me that he and I would usually eat lunch, Tour-Din offered to stick it up to Eurifia's share.

"Okay, let's have it. Let's make tea a chat."

Listening to Eurifia, Odifia had already hung the juice of Gigi leaves on the confectionery.

The luminous juice envelops the dough whether it is fuwano or poitan. For Odifia, it felt more beautiful than the sparkle of a gem.

Use three skewers and a knife to cut the confectionery apart.

Something about the fabric felt softer than usual.

A yellow-looking cross section peeks, where brown shimmers drip again.

Odifia cheeked the pastry stabbed on the skewer, honking her chest from time to time.

Really, the scent of Gigi leaves spreads through my mouth.

I originally heard that Gigi leaves were bitter tea ingredients, but this thick juice was very sweet. They also use sugar, caron's milk, and milk fat. Odifia especially loved this Gigi leaf seasoning.

And today, we were waiting for further surprises.

As I first felt, the fabric was softer than usual, whether it was fuwano or poitan.

The dough melts in my mouth so little I need to chew. It was as light as cotton, sweet, delicious, dreamy confectionery.

"Well, baked confectionery was delivered some time ago... but this looks exceptionally delicious"

Eurifia was also shouting a surprise.

"Maybe a little bit like the fluffy confectionery Varcus made before...... yeah, but this one seems to be used properly Fuwano and Poitan too...... it tastes delicious anyway"

"Yeah."

"Min Mi's fruit is apparently dried. The flavors and flavors will be hidden in the Gigi leaves at first, but they will remain in your mouth until the end, so you can enjoy the flavor.... Oh, so I guess this is how you used the dried one. If Min Mi stays soft, it will flow with the fabric."

"Yeah."

"Oh, Odifia, have you eaten up already? I've only eaten one mouth."

Indeed, Odifia had quickly eaten up that confection.

For what was softer and lighter than usual, it went away extremely lightly.

I don't know, I'm so short.

You were so happy, the sorrow that exceeds it comes up twitching.

Then a samurai, who had refrained by the table, laughed quietly.

"They say this sweet isn't packed, so it's one meal for two. If that sounds like a lot, I'm keeping the word for dinner from Master Tool-Din. How would you like it?

"Ready to Tap"

"Yes, I did. Please wait."

Sad feelings disappear like lies.

Eurifia was smiling again, staring at Odifia like that.

"You look really happy. Your eyes are shining, Odifia."

"Yeah."

"Even the confectionery served in the castle is so delicious that I think it's unbeatable by this...... but I knew you cooked differently. I guess this treat that Tour-Din learned from Asta is the best for Odifia's mouth."

"Yeah," he nodded, then Odifia stared back at his mother's smile.

"Kaasama. Still don't you want to toy Tour-Din?

"Yes, as I said before, you will not be able to keep the cook with the people of the woods until the inspection of the people of the King's capital has been completed. Though I didn't think the inspection team would come at the end of the Yellow Moon"

"Yeah......"

"Just a little more patience. I'm sure it will come to the green moon or the blue moon."

Eurifia said the same thing last month and in previous months. As soon as the rainy season dawned, they were expected to come, but five moons had not yet appeared.

"Don't look so sad in the eyes, Odifia. It makes me sad."

Eurifia put her hands up and stroked Odifia's hair.

"... Speaking of which, maybe Tour-Din is coming to the Silver Star Hall dinner party"

"Huh?"

"Your father was talking yesterday. People from the woods were also invited to a dinner party to welcome guests from the east. Tour-din is an enthusiastic cook, so I'm sure Polearth was talking about wanting to eat Vulcan food."

"Then I want to go to Odifia too"

Eurifia smiled, her eyes narrowed.

"Is Tour-Din invited as a guest? It's not like you can have Tour-Din's sweets that day, but do you still want to go?

"Yeah."

When Odifia nodded, Eurifia stroked her hair again.

"Okay. Then ask your father and Polearth so you can take Odifia with you, too. Varcus makes bitter dishes, but he's rude enough to keep his mouth shut."

"Yeah."

Odifia's chest was full of something warm.

Tour-din and I can face each other in the hissing. Just imagining it, the same sense of happiness that came before Tour-Din's confectionery became awkward.

Would Tul-din have been doing well?

Will you smile at Odifia with that tender face again?

Between the time the second plate was carried, Odifia was to keep moving her legs flat, thinking about that all the time.