When I woke up, I felt pain all over my body.
This is not by any means the start of a new story where I can see my miserable future in what a strange place I would have been if I'd woken up and I'd been tied up and tortured. It's just a muscle ache.
Well, it's inevitable that this will happen because I usually don't move much outside of work, but I ran for a long time at full speed and walked back from the Royal Palace to the town at the end of Castle Town again within that day. Rather, this is the pain of the price that prevailed over fate. Accept it spoiledly.
And around waking up properly in the morning even though I was so tired, my body clock is unchanged and good. I smile so that I can look out the window at the morning sun and bite off a pleasant morning.
After finishing the French bread that Lili had only had one bite to eat yesterday as breakfast, I jumped out of the house without being sloppy.
There is one way to go. You've solved all my problems except for Elle, so you shouldn't mind if I go.
I opened the entrance to Mr. Michelle's bakery with such momentum that it was not strange that it was a comic book dojo-breaking scene, and I raised my voice early.
"It's only my fourth day off, but I've solved everything, so I'll start working for you today!
Mr. Michelle looks at me pompously. When I walked into the store, I looked around the store like a plate.
To see if a new part-time child was hired while I was away. As far as I can see, apparently there's no one else but Mr. Michelle and there's no sign of concern. I still can't feel safe, but I'm back on my fourth day of compulsory vacation and I just want to believe it was safe.
When I turned my gaze back on Mr. Michelle, I was still surprised to see something. I know I made a sudden surprise sound, but is that so surprising?
As I was slightly wondering, my ear captured a slight Mr. Michelle grunt.
"……… I can't believe you're coming back."
Oh, my God. They were supposed to just tell me to take a week off. That was a far-fetched declaration of dismissal after all, and...?
No, something's not right. Mr. Michelle is too surprised.
"... I will not pry, but I will come back here no matter how much I like being expected to be royal. Michelle said so. He said he would welcome me when he left. I don't like it anymore."
Peek at Mr. Michelle with a stubborn face like a child.
I love civilian life, this town, this store, Mr. Michelle. I honestly just thought you'd be greeted lightly, but I think Michelle would probably cry when she let me go.
But Mr. Michelle looked reluctant, not willing to accept him with a smile after all.
"Don't you regret it?
It's like knowing about Nica and me. The only thing I can do is regret it or not.
Mr. Michelle always knows everything. It was also Mr. Michelle who remembered the memories of my previous life that I had lacked and immediately noticed me when I was ill, and it was also Mr. Michelle who gave me time to take a week off from work and keep my strength warm because I seemed to be having a rough time lately. You're not supposed to know anything in Mr. Michelle's position, but you foresee anything about me. I'm confident in my acting skills. In front, it should be difficult to guess from my expression and appearance...
I've admired it since my last life, the way my parents handled my brother and the parents of my other kids in the house. Warm and gentle air. His Majesty was my ideal father. Mr. Michelle is my ideal mother.
I smile and be honest, answer Mr Michelle's question.
"I think I will"
Michelle doesn't know anything about me, but she doesn't know what happened to me. But I didn't feel like explaining it in an orderly fashion. Disclose your thoughts just as you sweeten your mother and spoil yourself.
"Me, I'm sure I'll regret my choices over and over again from now on. So... no, I'm going to cry on the day I hear about the engagement one day after not choosing someone I like so much. But that's okay. I'm not the healthy, bully type like Lili who can say I'm happy to throw it all away if it's for someone I like, right? She's not cute as I am."
I laughed a little too hard. I can't even tell Nica this for real, and I'm sure I can only tell Mr. Michelle this.
Ms. Michelle narrowed her eyes with an emotional face.
"Fee was a really fate-changing kid..."
I look at Mr. Michelle.
Change your destiny? Well, I'm sure I've changed my destiny. Under so many elements such as the cooperation of so many people and His Majesty's warmth, I won my life as this happy civilian that I would not have been able to reach even if I lacked one of them.
But can you tell by my appearance that I changed my destiny? My dialogue earlier, while I was at it, should have made no sense if it had been from Mr. Michelle, who knows nothing.
Yeah, but I might have said something about fate in front of Mr. Michelle. Fate is not a word that I would not use in my normal daily life, and it is not strange to be impressed, and that is what Ms. Michelle decided because I had a slightly dark face then and now I have a sunny face. Is that the place?
"By the way, am I fired after all...?
Having not been able to hear the answer in the end, I urged Mr. Michelle to answer, even though I was somewhat frightened.
I can't tell you that I've almost solved all of this mess, but I can't tell you that it's a cumbersome background and that I'm not going to cause any trouble. I can't help but be dismissed as not worthy of a peaceful and warm town bakery. Sad though.
Mr. Michelle gave me such a loving grin.
"Phee, you're still tired, so we're gonna be there by noon today."
For a moment, I realized the meaning of the words and my face was twitched and dyed with joy.
"Tomorrow! Please work full time tomorrow!
Even though my mind was feeling quite well, I followed Mr. Michelle's words because my body would actually remain tired, but I rushed over to Mr. Michelle with a light foothold that bounced and asked her to cuddle up high.
Mr. Michelle sounded gentle and shuddered, slapping me to give up on my back saying yes.
It was a short time until noon, but for the first time in four days, I had a lot of fun baking and selling my favorite bread. Having found a fulfilling job, I can tell you I'm happy with my chest stretched out.