Outaishihi ni Nante Naritakunai!!

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Then a few days later, I had a tea party at the castle.

I've had a tea party about a few times since I married Fried, but it's mostly my usual pleasure to call him.

Marianne or Charles, Tillis or Sealis, Cecilia.

Speaking up around here and enjoying the convenient face and afternoon tea was one of my pleasures these days.

Until a while ago, I didn't really like the tea party either, but I wonder if I had changed since about after Fried and I got engaged. I can now normally listen to chatter specific to women, and honestly I think it's fun. More importantly, I wanted to take more care of them after I learned of the gratitude of my friends who would go out with me unchanged even as I became the Crown Princess.

It's no surprise or anything, but there have been an extraordinary increase in the number of warrants that I would like to take in more than when I was a Duke's warrant. Every time I saw that, I began to realize how precious my unchanging friend was.

Today's Tea Party members are Charles, Marianne, and Tillis.

The weather was nice, so I decided to put out a table in the courtyard inside the royal settlement and enjoy the tea party outside. When I say garden, it's a special place where only royalty and those with permission can get in, and there's nothing dangerous about it because the soldiers in the escort are blinding their eyes.

Plus, I'm telling Fried about my plans, and whatever Cain is hiding and escorting me, so I really wasn't worried about anything.

"It's a wonderful garden..."

Enjoying the tea, Tillis exhales in admiration. The royal neighborhood garden is temperature-controlled by magic, so you can see flowers all year round and all seasons, but it's an impossible sight to be normal. Everyone who sees for the first time is drained of their liver, and I was very surprised the first time I saw it, too.

Marianne and Charles, attendees at today's Tea Party, also look out into the garden. Looking at everyone's surprised face, I thought you were right to have a tea party outside, and I was happy.

Tillis, who enjoyed the garden silently for a while, turned his eyes to the tea treats arranged on the table and leaned his neck wonderfully.

That seemed really strange, so I accidentally call out.

"Tillis. What's going on? Was there anything strange about that?

"Yes, no... I'm not"

Bad tooth cut.

Tillis loves sweets and is familiar with the fashion of Wangdu. I knew that, so to meet her expectations, I made the kitchen cooks prepare a treat with more hanging on their arms, but was it something they didn't like?

"Tillis, be honest with me. Um... was there anything that wasn't good? Then I'll talk to the cooks."

"Yes, no, it's not. So instead of that, there's Japanese sweets......!

"Wagashi?"

I leaned my neck more this time to the words that popped out of Tillis's mouth.

What the hell is Japanese sweets? I don't know more and more. Charles, who was listening to me and Tillis, opened his mouth with a translator's face.

"Sister. Tillis came to today's tea party hoping that her sister might be able to eat the Japanese sweets she made. That's not what I thought, I'm just disappointed that the usual treats came out. You can leave it alone."

"Dear Charlotte!

"Yeah, 'cause it must be true, right? Before you came here, you told me with excitement that maybe you could eat Japanese sweets."

Char as Kyoton was adorable, but not accumulated as an exposed tiris. She turned her face bright red and told me.

"Li, Dear Lydiana! Oh, no. Never, not that I don't like the sweets that Lord Lydiana has prepared...!

But it was that bright red face that showed that what Charles said was true.

I see, did Tillis want Japanese sweets? That did a bad thing.

"... it was. You were expecting me. I don't know if you guys are going to like it, and I was wondering if you were just taking away the opportunity to wield the arms of the cooks in the kitchen, but if you were looking forward to it, you could have prepared Japanese sweets."

"Dear Li, Dear Lydiana... I, I didn't mean to... I'm sorry, too"

Get smaller and Tillis apologizes. But I don't know why they're apologizing.

"Why are you apologizing? You wanted to eat my Japanese sweets, didn't you? I'm so glad you felt that way because I want to get more fans of Japanese confectionery. The question remains, how did you know about Japanese sweets..."

I'm pretty sure the residents of the southern town know that I run the Wah Cafe, but surprisingly it hasn't spread to the aristocracy yet.

First of all, there are few aristocrats who are close to civilians, and everyone, as their own pleasure, is silent. Is the current position of Japanese confectionery a popular restaurant known to the people of Wang Du?

Occasionally nobles would come, but most of them did not know I was behind them.

As far as I'm concerned, I'm more than happy with that, so I wish it would be stable in its standing position.

It's like that, so I didn't think Tillis knew about Japanese confectionery, and even what I had to do with it.

"Um... were you uncomfortable? I... know about Japanese sweets..."

I smiled to reassure Tillis, who would ask me upwards.

"Uncomfortable? That's not true. Something I'm not keeping a secret about. I just wondered how you found out."

"Yes... is that right? Um... does Master Lydiana remember that it is my hobby to tour the sweet things of Wang Du?

"Yeah, yeah. That's what I was introduced to all the different treats I found out about. I remember."

Tillis has a hobby of eating and walking, and she tells us all kinds of delicious things she finds out about it at all costs. Thanks to her, I am quite confident that I will learn more about the popular stores in Wangdu.

"The other day I was walking around the southern town wondering if there were any new shops. So..."

When I learned about the Wah Cafe showdown and finally listened, I discovered that the owner of the cafe was me......

"At first, everyone was cloudy and hard to tell me about the owner's existence, but, you know, I've also eaten strawberry Dafu, which was made by Lord Lydiana. I know what filling is. So when I heard more about Japanese confectionery, I thought maybe Master Lydiana would be involved, and Pin came. When I gave you your name, you told me," If you know it, you have nothing to hide. "

"... I see"

Convinced.

I did behave like a strawberry Dafu to Tillis before. "Filling" is used instead for Japanese confectionery, and if you ask about the shape and contents of Japanese confectionery, you can't help remembering me.

Besides, it's not originally a secret or anything, like who I am. If you know, the people in town can't even bother to hide it.

It is a matter of reason.

Tillis continued with mojo and shame.

"Unfortunately, I didn't have much time that day, and I didn't line up at the Japanese Cafe, which was full. But when I heard about it, I was totally wondering what kind of food was called Japanese sweets.... What you called me today gave me the possibility and discretionary expectations. I'm so sorry."

Tillis said so, bowing his head clean. Make her raise her head like that.

"So don't apologize. I also think that if you could say that, you would definitely want to eat it. But I really don't have it for today. If you ever get a chance to come back to the store again, make sure you stop by. 'Cause I think we can talk when I'm around."

"... is Master Lydiana here? His Royal Highness the Crown Princess?

"Ah."

Shit. You didn't think I was at the Wah Cafe, just as Princess Wang. Everyone will look at me with their eyes round as well as Tillis. I strayed from everyone's gaze and opened my mouth to make excuses.

"Uh, well... you see, it's not every day, and I have a proper escort... because it's something I do with my husband's approval..."

Tillis glanced at him as surprised, then held his cheeks with his "well" hands.

"I mean, Your Highness is letting you do what Lord Lydiana wants. I really want to tie you to your side. For those who like it... it's lovely..."

"Huh?"

Somehow, the conversation went in a different direction than I imagined. Marianne also takes a ride for some reason. I grabbed my fist and shouted satisfactorily.

"Prince Wang is drowning about Lydiana! Of course!

Plus even Shall. Yeah. I started snorting.

"Because your sister deserves to be loved... Oh, speaking of which, sister, I'm sorry. I forgot what I did. This is for this month. Please put it away."

"Heh...? Uh, oh, thank you."

Receive the large envelope offered. I couldn't keep up with the story, but I knew what this was.

I gently opened the envelope and checked inside - looking heavenly to too many shocks.

... the best. No regrets in my life.

Charles tells confidently.

"My brother said he had the best this month. When the material is good, it also inspires creativity. I'm sure your sister will be happy for you, but what do you say?

My answer to that is only one word.

"... Wonderful, Shall. Thanks...... thank you so much"

"It's more than anything if you were happy with your sister. I'll tell my brother."

Nod loudly at the words.

What was in the envelope was a picture. The picture belongs to Fried and depicts him strolling through the garden. The picture was now signed by the most popular painter in the Wang capital, and I held each envelope without much pleasure.

- Oh, Fried, you look good.

I can't believe I'm happy with my husband's picture, but it's nice, so I can't help it.

Seeing how I was, Charles laughed contentedly, and Marianne, sitting next to him, also had a laugh of victory. She slowly opens her mouth.

"Then Master Lydiana. Can I have what you promised me?"

"... yeah, right"

I nodded for a moment at Marianne's inquiry.

As a matter of fact, I'm very sorry, but I recently approved what will be the "Watch over the King and his wife" hosted by Marianne and Charles. Yes, it's a meeting that I don't really understand.

According to them, membership has increased every day, and now nearly forty percent of the country's noble ladies are participating?

... Someone wants me to tell you what happens when that happens.

Anyway, if it's normal, I would never want to get close, and to say how I approved a meeting that could never be approved, the answer was in the shalls.

I didn't know, either, that Charles' second brother was an up-and-coming painter, and he agreed to provide me and Fried's pictures four times a year to respond to his sister's request and distribute them to the Watchdogs.

And from here on out, the key is, if I approve of the meeting, what, they'll give me that picture, too.

Marianne's face when she brought the negotiations was like a carnivore herself who didn't say that her prey hung on a trap, and while I felt like I sold my soul to the indescribable, I couldn't stand the temptation of Fried's new painting, and when I approved it, it slipped my mouth.

- Even if you don't look like a painting, I have a real one.

Though I knew that, I couldn't do it, such as ignore it knowing that there was a well-dressed picture of Fried there.

Let's just say it was a brilliant operation after being convinced that I was in love with Fried.

But that wasn't the end of Marianne's story.

She also made a scene of Fried in military uniform at the engagement ceremony and, if she wanted this too, wanted me to tell her about the couple's allekory with Fried.

Exactly I thought I'd say no too... but I couldn't say I didn't need Fried's uniform to say it's my favorite thing in the world, it's not an exaggeration. Pleasant me, I fell in casual.

I conditioned it to be as much as I could talk to him, but eventually I snorted.

It's a demon deal that almost makes me cry just to remember, but I don't regret it. All the paintings I got were really nice, and the ones I just got from Shall were awesome. If you can get this every three months, you can swallow it even under slightly unfavourable conditions.

By the way, it seems that the picture of me and Fried when they got married is usually sold in town. That was painted by the freak royal palace embrace painter in the example, and when Marianne taught me about its existence, I ran to buy it on my own feet at a later date.... I bought ten.

The store owner looked at my face and said, "Liddy? Why would Liddy buy ten?!? Husband!?" I was surprised, but I want what I want. 'Cause Fried's picture with a scarce forehead. I don't have the choice not to buy it.

Cain, who followed me, looked so frightened, but one for everyday viewing and four spares. Five pieces for storage. I thought it was for when something happened, but I've been feeling like I haven't had enough lately. A few days ago, you were looking at me whining about if I should buy some more, with Cain pulling a dong, but did you say something strange?

I don't care how many of them look like Fried.

Anyway, that's why I became the feather of telling them Alekore with Fried in exchange for getting a picture.

I can cry because I deserve too much, but every time I get a picture, I can tell you that I have no choice but to do this because I can be sure that I made no mistake in my choices.