I wonder why I live my days home having almost a scratchy conversation on Monday with the royal family even though I'm a civilian.
I couldn't have forbidden the discomfort in that matter, and I leaned my neck in the face at the same time, but so far, nothing harmful has happened, so I left it at all.
Because more than that, I can finally get involved in baking, and I'm full of heads about it.
Even though I intend to make the same myself, the way the dough is woven, the speed, the molding, the baking additions, the last serving… the bread that Michelle and I made is something completely different now, from the process to completion. I only sold it in my previous life, but baking... what a deep... Quickly, quickly I want to be able to bake a bunch of that delicious bread too...! It was thanks to being a civilian that I found this kind of fun! Life Fun!!
But I'm off work today.
I want you to let me work... let me work... work like a carriage horse, so let me practice baking bread before opening and after closing...
I just wandered around the house thinking about that all the time even when I was at home, so I left the house to take a walk for now, although I had no purpose.
Then I ran into him.
"Sister Felicia, it's been a while."
to my brother-in-law, Shed Swallows, before he was duped.
I'll just watch it again. There can't even be an escort here... but the way you talk without expressions, the way you call me, the way you look like a neutral, beautiful boy with dark hair and blonde eyes... oh my god. This guy, from any angle, is Shed.
He was picked up by his father, probably by quite compulsive means, from a distant relative in order to resolve the tracing problem as he engaged His Highness and I. As soon as my parents told me about my engagement to Your Highness, I had a younger brother who looked too familiar with the traits, and I had a strong past feeling that I was that maiden gay ladylo without any more mistakes or resistance...
I felt a rapid loss of blood in such an encounter with Shed, and was severely regretted why I had left the house carelessly.
"... that doesn't have to be a tribute anymore?
Um, and Shed tilts his neck at my pace.
... Easy. Easy. Me. First we have to find out why Shed is here. Shed... makes it look cool in appearance, and the contents make it look surprisingly charming as a numb-numbered character, and the fruit of it - hence the person you have to be most careful with among Redilos.
"... why are you here?
"Hmm? I was wondering if you were doing well."
Stop forcing my heart to do more work than it needs for such a frank reason. Because this child is still making a scene.
... No, wait, wait, wait. Um, there's no way Shed Swallows, known as Ladillo's Trapboy, is really coming to see me for that reason. I get more upset over here because I can't read emotions from my face or from my voice, but I'm not going to close the curtain on civilian life...!
"Would you even come to my house? It's about half the size of the smallest room in the Swarows."
"Heh, Felicia, my sister lives in a doghouse. Yeah, fine. I want to see it."
It doesn't bother me at all that it's poisonous tongue. This guy just has a mild mouth and a bad inner valley inside him, so his sexual roots aren't bad. If you're not looking down on the bottom of your heart, you're not narcissistic that you're better than others.
I know the situation because of Ladillo, but if I didn't, how could this guy have a bad personality? Though I would have pulled a dong.
Yes, that's not why I'm scared of Shed.
"... you've often come this far to see your ex-sister, whom I've barely spoken to."
I've avoided more contact than I need at home or in school for fear of Shed, regardless of the offensive character of my favorite game. Whatever the relationship between me and Shed is, it's so scarce that I think there were more opportunities for conversation with just classmates.
Normally, how are you with such an ex-sister and now someone else? What a long way to come see you...? I'm not coming. I'm never coming.
"School was just on summer vacation, and you were free. Besides,"
Shed separated the words and shut up.
View Shed. Same faceless, walking with dead eyes about this guy is conscious....
…… three minutes have elapsed.
And what?! Hey! What's going on?!
Obviously it was to your habit that you cut the word at a strange time, and why ignore this guy no matter how many glances you send to encourage him to continue?! You're not a natural character, so you're definitely noticing your gaze. Hey! You know what I mean?!
Oh already... why is this happening? I came avoiding Shed and I'm not supposed to be on his route.
How can my civilian life be so full of turmoil when I just want to sell bread and live almost as a civilian as this... ugh!!