Civilians are the highest.
A month has passed since I became a civilian. After I got the life I wanted, I lived a civilian life every day thanking God for this happiness without being disappointed in what this is all about.
Living in Japan in my previous life, I was naturally a civilian, and I took that for granted... and when I went back from aristocracy to a civilian, I realized what a difficult happiness this was.
Compared to poor people who tremble in the cold without having to go home to the bare minimum of food to live on a daily basis, or people who live hurt and maimed by war, they can both be said to be equally unbelievably happy. But what's the point of comparing it to misfortune? I just chose a future where I could be a little happy.
... that's built on lies, but Lili, who was probably engaged to Your Highness, should be happy. Even I, Your Highness, would rather have Lili than me, who is fundamentally incompatible with her personality. My parents would have been disappointed in me, but it was originally a cold relationship, and I don't want to be sacrificed for my parents' happiness. For once I was the parent of this world, and I didn't want to be unhappy because I didn't want to be resented weirdly. Evan, you were pathetic, but if I hadn't chosen Evan, you know, Loot, in the end, he'd be heartbroken, and I need you to give it up clean.
I think this is one happy ending that makes no one particularly unhappy.
"Fee doesn't really look like she's gonna enjoy working."
My current employer, Michelle, the bakery owner, said looking at me and smiling.
By the way, it's not nicknamed Phee. Exiled from the Swarows family, I can't even name the name my parents gave me, so what a cheap reason to be able to react even if they don't call me that far from my previous name.
By the way, it's rather unusual for me to be a civilian and have a family name, but I've been a nobleman ever since I was born, and everything I've done doesn't seem to grow up to be a civilian. That's why it's a new name with a family name, as a result of thinking that it might be more odd not to hide the family name and name it.
"I really enjoy your work."
"Even young daughters are rare to work for money, but I rarely stop being such a willing child. I'm glad you hired me."
"I'm honored to hear you say that, too."
The work itself and the relationships are good. Plus, I get extra delicious bread that day. What a great place to work.
"But you, you're a little fat, but are you okay? I take that amount of bread home every day... it's disposable anyway and I don't mind that, but I can't believe it's all by myself..."
"... and I'm happy and fat! It's okay, I'm just still floating a little bit right now, and I'll be right back in tension and weight! I'll put it back!
I excused myself desperately in cold sweat. Even if I was a little fat, the caretaker wouldn't have a tailor who didn't like it, so I might have been caught off guard and on track. Die today...
"Yeah, well, Phee is different because she's so careful with her shape management. The first time I hired Phee, she had so beautiful hair, she was so hand-picked, she looked like a nobleman's maid."
"Is that so?"
Cold sweat increased. Oh, well, that's the name with the family name in anticipation of it, and it's okay! No problem!
But speaking of which, when I cut short without hesitation that I could blame no one for disturbing my long hair to my waist, I was told that I had no body as good as overweight.
"There's no way your daughter can work happily in a bakery in a town like this!
"That's right...!
Excuse me, spit it out. But I actually don't think anyone gets the truth about a former aristocratic duke warrant. Lies are sometimes happier than the truth. Like me now happy in my current progression thanks to Lili's lies.
Thus the door of the store was opened when the conversation came to an end. I turn to the clerk's face and smile at the door.
"Welcome! …… Shh."
The man there was a man I knew well.
"Is Miss Felicia Swallows here?"
No. There is no such person. Please pick it up.