Rabbit sage and masked nobleman.

"... well, for over two decades now, my father-in-law and I locked up the time to think, and Julian also gave me an answer, so I have to..." reply. "

When he was wanted as the "daughter-in-law" of the Lord's retrieval.

Cinellaria "didn't think" of the drawback from the start, as there was nothing in this territory that would cross the Vinegar family.

I can't win, but I'm not even going to lose.

If it was just wanted, he said he wanted to welcome me to his daughter-in-law by reading his magic report for no reason to refuse, lord - the words "wise man" were a delight, as they involved magic guidance.

He was a lord, became a righteous daughter of a very respected sage, and he was recognized for his research.

My mother-in-law was very drawn to the idea (my father-in-law bragged that I was a boxed girl), but she was also cute from the point of view of herself, who was a woman.

The man who became my husband was quiet, but smart and respectful.

Except for my oldest daughter, who remembered the number and annoyance of the four sisters-in-law, but could also have been a factional feud when she was a magician, so I thought I should not deal with her.

And what I didn't do to them was actually done.

The country has been calmed down, and the lives of the people have nothing to worry about, and it's all right now.

My husband is still young to be a lord, and most importantly, my father-in-law, who is a wise man and lord, was healthy.

The sisters said annoyingly, but as much as the lords planned, couples were not watered down, and days of serenity in the land at the edge of the territory.

Apparently, the king's announcement in the law amendment that the succession of lords was good for both men and women also meant that her husband might not be a lord, but good for Cinellaria.

Van, my husband, was also in a position where he said he didn't have to be.

However, I did not fail to learn about reign away from the center of the territory because of the efforts I had been making since I was a child.

- Cinellaria thought her life was a blessed one.

In such a serene routine of cineralia, did the crackling begin to enter after giving birth to two boys who hit Apricot's brother?

Until then, at a time when it was also a year-round event, once in a season, he was bound to visit the Lords' residence in order to show his grandson's face.

When I realized, there were times when that adorable looking stepmother was staring at Cinellaria with an anxious look on her face.

- Is something wrong?.

My father-in-law and the deacon who showed profound loyalty to my father-in-law told me that Karin was a drag.

When I had to participate as a "clan" of events and lords, I didn't see it every time, but I couldn't create an opportunity to speak inside.

So Cinellaria tries to visit here, but it is inhibited by an exhausting sister-in-law.

Anyway, there are four of us and one of us, so I'm going to get in the way with something.

Just a clear amount of cineralia, too.

"Why can't you let me see your mother-in-law!?"

And, if he asked clearly in his voice, all he had to do was float a loathsome grin with Couscous beyond his luxurious taste in vain.

"I've sent you letters of advice many times."

That said, laugh for nothing again, and Cinellaria won't let me see Karin.

I tried to tell my husband.

"If you deal with someone decent, this one loses money, and you're just tired of wasting it."

And I was told to teach gently.

Van's fishing book said it was "good for nothing" from his father, Pean, and Cinellaria, until now, thinks he's right in dealing with his husband.

But the fact that Karin, the stepmother who seemed really weak, whose words might be bad but only seemed "livestock harmless," looked at herself and looked anxious had become a "great anxiety" for Cinellaria.

One day, I was able to meet my mother-in-law accidentally in the garden of the lord's residence, without being gradually disturbed by her sister-in-law.

Karin, who hasn't faced each other in a long time, even looked from Cinellaria to a lovely woman, as always, even though she said that her grandchildren would have a few grandchildren if they combined.

Holding one of his two young sons, he pulls the other hand, and with a "smile" his daughter-in-law goes out in front of his mother-in-law and says hello.

The children also greeted each other well with a tongueless young mouth, "Hello Auntie."

Karin was too busy, but she politely returned the greeting.

And when I tried to speak to Cinellaria even more, my sister-in-law held me back again.

Karin still looked anxious when she was half-forced away.

- Am I doing something to that weak person?.

So I reached out to a letter my sister-in-law had sent me so far that my husband didn't have to read it.

In the first place, the letter itself was often sent to the van from the very beginning of his dowry.

The main thing that was often sent back in the beginning was "the eldest couple but why not live in a lord's residence".

From my sister-in-law with the exception of my oldest daughter, it went through the odds that I could send four copies with almost the same content, and I also felt creepy about Cinellaria.

Plus, it's no longer the time to automatically be a "lord" because you're my oldest son, and my husband's sisters still say "because it's my oldest son's role".

The content sent that way was something that I really didn't know the reason (why) when I tried it from Cinellaria, or something that I didn't know what it meant, or something that I would suffer from understanding.

Bang, her husband, opens his mouth with an expression accompanied by a wit that only makes his wife, Cinellaria, feel cold.

'If a letter is not worth understanding or opponent until you suffer, the only letter you will be sent is the fact you have received.

Reading the letter, not reading it, is the right and freedom of the recipient.

If you read it, it will be the responsibility of the side that read it.

And as a brother and sister who spent more than a decade with me, I'm going to tell you that I can predict that the letters that I'm going to be sent to you will only be, "I think you're a fool."

That's what I said, with a smile that makes you feel like a father who's just a little sage.

♪ You don't have to deal with them ♪

And, he was telling it in the dark, and Cinellaria was drawing on her husband's opinion and following it honestly.

Pean, who became my stepfather, was asked about a story that Cinellaria had been studying for a long time with such a cut, and was finally also asked about "the couple's recent status", so I put it in my mouth about the letter in awe.

When I heard about the "letter," I uncommonly and sadly lurked my eyebrows and opened my mouth just like my husband.

"Who do I resemble, but my daughters are clever with such jitters and mind-eating" mouth blows "?

Probably the same thing, even if it's a sentence. So I'm pretty much in the same opinion as Van.

If I were to add, it would be better not to look, but to keep my mind healthy. '

Cineraria was also in Pean's words, and she braced her belly that her stance with the "receiving side" was good with "ignoring the content".

However, I will ask about another situation that cannot be ignored to ignore.

"What kind of attitude would it be convenient for me to take on the side of the letter?"

When I asked him that, my stepfather closed his mouth a little bit with an even sadder look.

My husband said it was good to leave him alone, but then again, I was worried that my annoying sister-in-law would say something to my bloody husband.

Since her daughter-in-law, Cinellaria was also supposed to help out with some of the lord's clan's work, obviously something that her sister-in-law had pushed into the van.

She put it back in the formal process, or she helped and cleaned up anything that didn't work.

From then on, Cinellaria will look through what she receives from the Lords' clan, and Van will no longer be chased to work, so thank his wife.

The couple got along better in a way, but I didn't want to do anything to make sense of each other in this way.

Cinellaria wanted the natural flow to get better when there were occasional fights and it was normal to do so over time.

So you will be greatly dissatisfied with the selfishness of your sister-in-law, even though you think you won't deal with her.

However, even though she married and became a family, Cinellaria is aware that she is not a mouthful enough to speak well of the troublesome bondage of "blood connections".

So I really wanted to ask Pean Vinegar, my stepfather, who is a "wise man," how he behaves in the future.

If he noticed that his righteous daughter looked sorry, the responsible lord could quickly pull in his sad face.

Then the righteous daughter was slightly surprised if she made a "nigga" smile reminiscent of a good flirtatious kid.

Cinellaria gives me some incredible "advice" on how to be in a good mood.

Why don't you just dispose of it as part of Cinellaria's research?

"Sir, don't be fooled by your young lady's research."

If my father-in-law, who knows the sorcery Cinellaria was studying, told me a joke that only leads to my righteous daughter - burn such a letter - then the butler praises it.

"No, if you used such an incomprehensible and overly irrational letter in Burning Up, do you care how much you feel about" vice "in fortune?"

When they said that, Cinellaria was laughing unexpectedly,

"I'm going to keep it until the poison comes out because it's going to be so awesome."

And if he answered, his flirtatious father-in-law laughed and accompanied him by a butler, and left before Cinellaria and said:

"You don't have to deal with letters or sisters-in-law."

I decided that I had a heartbeat.

A letter from my stepfather, who is a wise man, and my daughter-in-law, myself, who was judged to be about to be caged in "The Guilty Mind, the Poison".

Cinellaria had decided to ignore everything.

But this time, seeing the face of his anxious and frightened stepmother, Cinellaria decides to open the seal of the letter.

"Many times, I've sent you letters of advice regarding your mother."

That's how they said it once. As for Karin, I guess the letter sent to me says "something".

The fact that the contents of the letter were swamped with bent expressions, lies and exaggerations was above acceptance.

It's depressing to have to choose something that might lead to real information, but if you don't, you're not going to be able to figure out who your stepmother's anxiety face is.

Try to get close to my mother-in-law, and the annoying little ladies get in the way.

It may be a long way off, but as it turns out, this one is faster, and Cinellaria looks for a letter dated from a time when Karin had an uneasy look on her face, from among those who left the seal open without even opening it.

- My father-in-law told me at the corner, so I need to be unaware of "negative thoughts".

"If you don't look, you'll be able to keep your mind healthy."

This word, too, Pean said, because in a sense it makes sense to become cineralia.

Cinellaria, who became the righteous daughter of the wise man, had a "residual thought" in the concept of witchcraft of the "eastern kingdom" that she was studying in the days of the Wizard.

To briefly explain, the idea is that the human "feelings and emotions - thoughts" that held the inorganic object at that time would shift to an inorganic object that was largely unwilling, and would remain in that inorganic object.

Remaining "residual thoughts" on inorganic objects convey the remaining "precautions" and the emotions that caused them to remain in the next person who touched the inorganic objects.

Cinellaria thinks that there is something that goes with this "residual thought" and "mourning God," but the research is sitting in the middle.

Now he is dedicated to his role as "wife of Van Vinegar" and as "mother of two sons".

If parenting had settled down sooner or later, I was going to start researching again, and both the wise and the husband were in favor of it.

So while sitting in the middle, Cinellaria calms her mind and touches the letter, telling herself that she is sorry to waste the advice she received from the "wise man" as a "magician" who knows the existence of "residual thought".

♪ I wish the van and cineralia were broken up ♪

Such a "precaution" is passed on to the cineralia as soon as it is touched.

(Though it is rarer for "mindfulness" to "stick" to an object. I wonder if this is where my magical stepfather bleeds. - Waste)

Even if I understood the logic of the surgery, because of the small amount of magic, if I tried to make it a cineralia where I could not do much research using that power, I really made it easy to use the power that would not be lowered.

Feeling the dark feeling caged, he opens one letter after another, long after it has been delivered.

(We need to do something that doesn't compromise our mental health…)

But as the wise foresaw, the letter from the sister-in-law was too much content and quantity to exhaust the feelings of "jiva" and cineralia.

Still, the hardship was so painful that I read about Karin, my mother-in-law, removing the "bent, lying, exaggerated" part, I felt somewhat that she had a useless "inferiority" towards Cinellaria.

- But I don't know who that inferiority is.

If I could talk to my mother-in-law, it would be nice.

I really want to talk to Karin right away, but as usual, it's not easy to visit because my sister-in-law wanders around my mother-in-law.

Even if I had the chance to see you around the corner, I could only hold my two sons and greet my mother-in-law Karin with a "smile" to reassure her.

And each time, Karin, as Vikri, was walking away from the scene with an anxious grin and a small meeting.

However, when visiting the Lordship's residence, Cinellaria asked the cook of the ancient ginseng, and it was true that Karin had as many as six children, but that the man cared a great deal about one van.

Almost summoned to the goddess of the earth - dead, but those in power in the lowbrow, Karin only gave birth to one boy.

He also said to give birth to a child until a boy was born, or to surround his mistress with peans, and so on.

But retreat from all the opinions, and Pean protects Karin, his wife.

At the time, only boys were allowed to inherit, and they said publicly that there was no other person but the van to let them inherit their tracks.

"First generation -, how to call me lord at the time.

The lord was diligently trying to lighten the burden on your wife, Karin.

But it turns out Mrs. Karin was quite concerned that she couldn't have a boy. "

It was a middle-aged woman's cook named Martha who told me that she was as old stock and numbered as a butler beside her in the shadow of a lord.

Cinellaria felt that Cinellaria was a woman who was lavish when she went through her life with a culinary glimmer and that her stepfather was the person she seemed to prefer, but apparently she was actually her favorite servant.

'Martha is the one who can complain to Father, your novel rocks, and please, Mother.

There are only about three people in this territory who can tell you how they feel if your father doesn't mind.

It's just that when Martha's in the kitchen, she's tougher than a sage. '

When I was still freshly married, yes, the cook my husband taught me with a laugh tells the daughter-in-law of the lord's son, who has even asked me in the kitchen, in an inseparably "pure" way of listening to his mouth.

At first, I was slightly surprised that Cinellaria, the "young lady", had spoken to me, but if I had told her the circumstances, she would have told me everything she knew in advance if it was just a few moments before the end of the break.

"Atashi doesn't know the details because she didn't have any connection to sex, and I can't tell you the details.

But you'll see that Mrs. Karin really cares about Master Pean when she's out of touch.

So I guess there was something that made me feel sad that I could only have had a baby boy in a van.

The world is tired of not having about two succeeding boys.

The wife was frightened that it would discredit those who had been called "excellent lord Pean Vinegar" before she could continue to see her predecessors.

Although he was a smart, tall Odishan who couldn't clean up and neglected to take care of his health. "

The "smart guy" knows how stupid it sounds to blame someone for being my partner in life, bound by the gender of the child I was given at the corner.

And the "stronger than the sage if you put it in the kitchen" cook, apparently, knew that too.

People named Peen, even if they can't have children between them.

"Wouldn't it be nice to have a life like that?"

and someone who can laugh, I'm sure take Karin's hand, and live the way she pulls.

And the successor, if Karin could not have had one child,

"Nobody's in trouble for now, no bothering cheats"

I would have done something like that to find someone who might not be able to convince all the residents, but would have done the job of "lord" or raised them again.

Even after entrusting the lord of a territory called Robrow to others in red, I could imagine that as long as Pean was alive, he would never let only the reign suffered by the inhabitants be responsible.

Cinellaria thinks about it with as much respect as ever for her stepfather as a wise man.

″ - What's wrong, Mr. Martha? ″

I noticed a round little Martha staring at herself every time she said something about her tall self.

"I don't know if Atashi should say something like this.

I'm not sure, but let me just say it, okay?

Cinellaria nodded without hesitation.

It seemed to Cinellaria that maybe this man named Martha was the fairest and most neutral person in this Lordship's mansion, so her opinion was worth asking.

Though I don't know if the way you say it applies. Are people as powerful or in a position this time?.

Do you sometimes feel very sorry that someone in that position can do something you couldn't?.

Mr. Cinellaria... instead of the fact that the young lady gave birth to two boys in a row, the young lady may have something inferior in her arms. "

The pure good cook had chosen the words with great care for her, but he told me the identity of the sloppy “ inferiority ”.

″ - Is that what it is?.

But I don't mean that my husband, Master Van, is going to be a lord, and if he doesn't, he's not going to be a lord's lady. "

"But Master Karin wants Master Ban to be a lord more than anyone else, and Lord Tennaka 89 is going to let Ban Binegar carry on the trail of Lord Robrow. Above all, most of the inhabitants of this territory think so.

Pean Vinegar is a man of such thoughts, covering with feelings and overcoming difficult events, even if it is somewhat impossible to sum up people's feelings. "

I tried to proceed peacefully, but Cinellaria accidentally closed her mouth to the words of a cook sharper than I thought.

The cook noticed that he had said too strongly to the daughter-in-law of his employer's son, who had tried to bite his lips and closed them.

"I'm sorry," Martha said, lightly apologizing, and Cinellaria shook her neck small, left, and right.

"Young lady, something atmospheric is somewhat like a lord, so I said it strongly."

That's what makes me laugh bitterly, and Martha keeps talking.

'But whatever the young lady is, the lord is just like I said.

Back then, I think Mrs. Karin was in the mood to protect anything, even if she could only have one boy.

So, even with your life at stake - it's time. '

If Martha had said that and seen the clock lowering to her waist belt, slightly sooner, but surely the end of the servant's break was nearing.

'Well, that's what I promised you first, young lady. I'm going back to work. "

Martha turned her back on Cinellaria and went to the back of the kitchen after a firm bow with the courtesy of the servant.

Thank you, Mr. Martha.

Even if I didn't have to put on "Mr.", he was the perfect person, but for Cinellaria, I felt I could hear what I wanted to hear the most.

And in his mouth, thanking Martha, there was a story of Karin's "inferiority" in Cinellaria's head that occupied his head.

- As someone confronts you, when you "talk" with that person, if you think about the person's position, it leads you to know how that person feels and avoid useless disputes.

I once remember hearing such analogy in the preaching of a priest in the Church.

If you imagined this applied to Martha's way of thinking about Karin.

Having given birth to two boys in a row can be considered to greatly stimulate the inferiority of a person in a position called the Lordship Lady, Karin.

However, I don't understand the feeling of "inferiority about not being able to have a boy" in cineralia.

Originally she wasn't interested in marriage either, and she thought she could have gone through her life as a magician as a researcher.

Just when Cinellaria grows up, the country is settled by the "Four Heroes of Peace".

The fate of Cinellaria also changed considerably as a result of the legal changes made with it.

Until then, only a handful of people with power and transmission (once) were able to obtain the exorcism of the magician, which greatly altered the situation.

With strength, effort and talent, the measure of the "chance" law to obtain a license was tested.

It was only a "trial," which was done fairly cautiously and was said to be highly difficult to obtain a license.

But even without magic, Cinellaria worked hard on the announcement that if she wrote a paper that acknowledged and convinced her enthusiasm to research, she could get a license dedicated to researchers of the Magic Instructor.

Disturbing air, such as before the country had yet to come together, had been swept away.

Cinellaria spent the time of a generation in which young people could commonly be called "youth" to obtain the exorcism of a magician.

Because I originally liked research, it was not so bitter time to study it.

But even though I don't know if the paper I'm making can even get a "Wizard's License", I have memories that it was only a little painful to go on.

No matter how hard you work to finish your paper, if it's not acceptable, what you write so hard will be the same as paper scraps.

But I really wanted to be a "magician" and do a study of magic that my adorable grandmother taught me.

Even in the presence of small creatures and inorganic objects, where the eastern country is the starting point, I wanted to spread the magic of "tamasi" to countries that "favour" all this spirit and magic.

If this technique is used, if the procedure is not even incorrect, we will be able to use something called "Formula God" with great power, even if it has little magic.

It was also worth the effort, Cinellaria's research was acknowledged, and she was able to obtain the exorcism of a magician as the "researcher" she was aiming for.

It was the wizards who represented the country and the "wise men" in this world who offered to cooperate in the judgment.

The decision maker had not revealed who would be in charge of which region.

The decision to accept or reject Cinellaria was made by Peen Vinegar, a sage and lobrow lord who made a whim of "I'd like to see a study of young people living in my own territory anyway".

This is also an amendment to the law, because if you say that you will use the qualifications and authority of a wise man who belongs to a country called Selisanceum, it has become an obligation to bring "benefits" to the country in some way.

So the wise and lord man chose the most affordable "policy help" for the benefit of the country.

I chose the job of reading papers and making acceptance decisions in a way he likes to "read texts".

The man who serves as the prime minister of the country called it "a judgment of no forgiveness and no subtraction", and Pean did not hesitate to judge and did not hesitate to make a "no" judgment other than a few papers, including Cinellaria.

Some of those "no" include those who are disciples or relatives of the leading magicians of the country.

"Acceptance or rejection is confidential", but the wise man who could have predicted that the powerful would send him to investigate and denounce it wrote one in advance.

All the papers that issued the "no" judgment were based on the "power" premise of "magic" and all the usual research.

The people of this country called Selisanseum have lost sight of the fact that even if they had magic, they are a people whose power is low.

If we pursue research in which all that is obviously "powerful" is privileged, and the country leans, the powerless people become unhappy.

Even if we do research that does not benefit the people fairly, it is only a biased good for the country, and even if there is development, that somewhere fails to emerge.

But it doesn't deny "powerful" research.

First of all, I may be worried about trying to start research as a magician with all that in mind, but I am concerned.

We cannot grant a "magician" 's license as a judge to those who may be called cautious, but who, in excess of prioritizing power, produce papers that could be the beginning of repeating the "failures" of the same history.

In this newly calmed country, authority and power must be used to prevent those without power from being contained by using that power.

The magician's license is also a "power" that can't be viewed or touched by the public, so to speak, can touch and handle drama drugs.

It should also be remembered that, if treated in the wrong way, it can be a "force" to take a person's life.

And he said, "If I have become a magician," and he said, "Put your foot on the earth." Write your paper again. "

Yes, I admitted the reason for the "no" decision and sent it to the person who made the decision.

A generation that suffered from bad governance before it was yet calmed down - especially Pean's letters consciously writing the families of young people who had been judged "no" were supposed to be effective enough to "silence" those who were dissatisfied.

And among the few who the wise men admitted to passing was Cinellaria, the youngest daughter of a furniture maker who said she was in her territory.

Her house came to Selisanceum from the eastern country about the previous generations, and she stood in Robrow.

Furniture in the Lords' Mansion was handed over from generation to generation, but some of them grew old and purchased new.

At that time, it was the personal preference of the lord, Pean Vinegar, to occasionally choose new furniture (largely forcefully chosen by his daughters).

And what Pean chooses was made at his Cinellaria home by decision.

The conditioner in the magic storeroom, which replaced it and was newly built, was also made at her parents' house. I was interested in researching it for the first time and was purely surprised to find out.

"My husband really only gives that attention to things that interest him, whether they're people or things."

Rock, who had been asked by Pean to contact many times with a furniture store dealing with the style of the country east of Cinellaria's parents' house, was grinning at the Lord as purely amazing as a child.

However, in some ways, it was also rumored that Pean was famous for his magic tricks in the eastern country, and that he might have made a point in empathy with her research paper.

Therefore, from the man who also became a judge, it is questioned in the letter that this acceptance will be a mixed and unfair decision of personal affection.

"Depending on the matter, I would advise the King to disqualify Pean Vinegar as a wise man.

And if this becomes an inconsiderate and disrespectful question, I will resign myself to the responsibility of the scholar and the nobleman. "

The judge, hoping for a relentless judgment, sent a letter in a relentless manner to himself and to the wise.

"..." Doctor, "as usual," Seiko "?

With a smile that seemed nostalgic in the letter he received, Pean took the pen in his hand to write back.

The wise man admitted to being "personal," adding his opinion on the new "fear" of the world to "Tuberose Borij" as a judge.

And Tuberose silenced a party of wizards who accepted the opinion of the wise man and divulged their displeasure.

Instead, a letter was delivered, adding "to advance research for the country".

As such, Cinellaria was recognized for the first time in Robrow as a demon mentor in women, sometimes joining the study of sage men.

In the beginning, as a new talent at Robrow, Pean was watching Cinellaria.

If you realize once again that a person named Cinellaria is a "woman," how about as the companion of a quiet son?

I was beginning to wonder if Cinellaria, who was not as annoying as his sisters and could then make his point clear, was his companion.

Just now, my eldest daughter, who was in the diplomatic service of a lord, was also wanted by her daughter-in-law, and if that role was to fill, Cinellaria could do it.

Her study of witchcraft was also of interest, but Peane knows that it is still windy to live as a professional lady, Robrow - her own territory.

I also thought she was smart enough to focus on her research sooner or later, but she proceeded with "all sorts of things" to marry her son.

From Cinellaria's parents' house first, the story - perhaps a fringe with the lord's trail son - was exactly like a sunny thunderbolt at the time of his arrival.

The first feeling that came to mind on the Cinerarian person was still something like "how could I?!".

However, the parents were not surprised because there was already a lot of interaction with the butler who had come with the use of the lord because of the friendship, but were confused by the fact that his daughter was wanted by his daughter-in-law.

Marriage is a very difficult story because parents were thinking about how to get their adult daughters to daughter-in-law, who expressed their intention to "live in research as a magic guide".

Because it was a time of peace and tranquillity, parents would give their daughters daughters daughters a daughter-in-law. If they let them worship the faces of their grandchildren, that would be good.

Neither the furniture store that is operating, nor the foil (haku) that is called "lords", has already succeeded my son, who is the brother of Cinellaria, so I am not in trouble enough to get my daughter to work for me.

So even my daughter can't say no, thank you for the fringe talk from the lord.

But I have no other word than fear that the person the lord introduced me to is "the lord's son".

But in business, there's no way they would turn down an invitation from someone who's a customer and the other person represents the land.

As far as marriage was concerned, even though a pacification had been made, it was still the normal time for parents to decide between themselves, so the conversation went on.

In the context in which it was advanced, it was also because Cinellaria had "no reason to refuse" to marry.

I don't particularly like anyone, but I want to continue the research that I can do with the exorcism of a cornered magician.

They were weak to justify turning down the favourable terms of engagement advanced, even if they were "reasons to avoid" marriage from cineralia.

She didn't hate her children herself, and she didn't want to have a family, so it was displeasing.

'... If it's not a bad story, why don't you take it?

My Lord wants Cinellaria to be his son's companion.

Regardless, the Lord knows Cinellaria's passion as a magician. '

The butler, also known as the "shadow" of the wise man - this man is called no one but the lord, who does not have the immunity of a magician, but transcends his magical talent - was also personally deeply offered his head.

In no way did Cinellaria agree to be admitted to the Vinegar family in a more positive way than a reluctant feeling.

And if he was actually married, the serene routine went by, taking care to send the couple to the countryside on the edge of the territory together so that they did not have to deal with the little girl.

The lord in law, even at the edge of the territory, came to Cinellaria for diplomatic chores, sending papers and materials on the eastern sorcery he was studying.

Only a butler loyal to such a father-in-law regularly sent me letters informing me about Cinellaria's parents who had left because of their daughter-in-law.

So I also wanted to return the favor if I could.

But neither my lord, my father-in-law, nor his shadowy butler - I know that a man named Rock wants to "give back" to Cinellaria.

So at least Cinellaria thought about taking care of the people who cared about this good fortune just as much as she did.

Pean Vinegar, Rock, these two are "protecting" dearly, with this territory called Robrow and its inhabitants - Karin, the wife of Pean, the lord.

But this one doesn't have to be acted upon by Cinellaria to "protect" her, her husband, Pean, cares for his wife, and the butler burns the care of the lord's wife for what she deserves.

♪ I may not have anything to do with it ♪

Then strive, whether the child is a good mother at a young age - the only respected, eldest daughter of a van's sister, a wife and mother like Karin who yearns.

Eventually I was also given my second child and I was born safely and thought those days would continue as they were.

So I never thought that "what I've done" would cause the hearts and minds of the two benefactors to be distressed.

Cinellaria, to be honest, has never been aware of the gender of her children or anything else.

However, the fact that "two boys" were given birth in succession certainly gave rise to memories of children being praised by elderly inhabitants at the gathering at the event that would "unveil" them.

And then.

Without weighing in, I remember smiling at Karin.

(How did my mother-in-law feel about me holding a boy and smiling?)

Cinellaria doesn't know about the inferiority of not being able to give birth to a boy the way he wanted.

But I was laughed at even if I didn't feel like it when it came to being sick - I can easily imagine that I was hurt by laughing on my cheek.

I know it's simply about "I knew, I didn't," but when that weak, weak looking stepmother grieves, I feel really guilty.

With such "guilt," he returned with his family to his husband's assignment, again at the edge of the territory.

Cinellaria sighs as she reads back what was written in her sister-in-law's letter, which only poisons her "mental health".

- Is "getting along" with my mother-in-law something that I can take back?.

"futile" behavior enough to push such irrational letters on myself.

I'm sure the sister-in-law would be saying something more direct if Karin were her real mother with that ability to act.

I don't see anything strange about it blowing in, such as twisting the facts and perhaps mocking Karin, who Cinellaria couldn't have had a boy.

I can't believe this is going to lead to two people wanting to give back their favors with a vendetta.

Deacon to my father-in-law won't peddle my sister-in-law's story, and I won't deal with him in the first place.

Karin, too, would not want to deal with Cinellaria, his son's daughter-in-law, decently, being sporadically told to make him a bad guy.

But if you've been told, it's only a bad story for Karin.

"Magic Master Cinellaria" can also be disappointed by the esteemed wise man and the magician who assists him.

- My head hurts.

Just thinking about it blocked my feelings, and Cinellaria felt even lightly nauseated.

I've never felt stuck in a magic study like this.

And if you actually start plugging in, and you don't feel well, and the van called a doctor and a healer to see Cinellaria, you discover you're pregnant.

"Congratulations on your pregnancy, ma'am, you are a girl and a twin"

"... twins, are you a girl"

Two healers and doctors who examined me gave me words of celebration, but Cinellaria's heart is honestly unhappy.

However, when I heard of twins, I was not happy to let go of Cinellaria, which I did a lot of research on "pregnancy" during my eldest son's pregnancy because of the researcher's sexuality (sexuality).

My husband, who "learned" about pregnancy when I was his eldest child, was understanding Cinellaria's feelings.

It was still before the laws against marriage and children came into force, but Ban was a well-understood man, and when he was the eldest and second son of Cinellaria, he was helped a great deal.

And having conceived a "girl" even though she was a twin.

Girls don't bother your mother-in-law any more.

With that in mind, Cinellaria was lightening her feelings.

'Cause I'm sure that's the only complex you couldn't have had a boy.

As a result of the twins, Cinellaria tried to remain at rest until the stabilization period entered.

However, the obstruction (i.e.) that began with the arrow tip, which I wanted to calm down, became so heavy that I was temporarily unable to eat properly.

(... although I have heard that it is a boy and a girl and that the obstruction is different...)

Not that it's a classic of evil resistance, but it can make you want to sleep unusually, and you really don't have much time to stay up properly.

Besides sleepy above all, the thought of "I don't want to think about anything" occupies my chest, so much so that I was always going to vomit salted plums.

Still, for the twins in the womb, I try to nourish them in small portions or something that doesn't smell strong for the belly child, but Cinellaria throws them back up.

The doctor told the child in the womb that nutrition was spinning around even if he put it back, if it was in his mouth for now, and he didn't want to eat it, but he diligently put food in his mouth.

I'm never sick, but my physical condition is significantly less fragrant. Days go by.

My husband, Ban, was my eldest and second son, and had been dating my wife twice or so during periods of precariousness during pregnancy, and I meant to have quite a bit of experience and knowledge.

But my wife's "like suffering" like this one exposes me to ill health so much that I can't compare to the previous obstruction, and even if I had experience, I would be anxious.

And it was the same for Cinellaria.

"I'm in the womb, can you get these kids out of this world safely?"

Even such anxiety passed her breasts.

Mindful of each other's anxiety, the couple decides to discuss and refrain from reporting pregnancy until they are in a period of stability.

I didn't even want to think about it, but when it came to "just in case," when I was supposed to mourn its life, I wanted to send it quietly and sincerely as a parent.

It was sad when I banged it, but even though my sisters were the same woman as my wife, I could have foreseen making it a grand "seed" of the story if there was such an "unhappiness".

And Cinellaria, my wife, also thinks about what her sisters are going to do, but she cares about her husband and shuts up.

I'm sorry for my wife, but my sisters are like worms gathering in a "honey ″ called a person's misfortune, and I'm sure I can't help getting rid of them.

Even being a sister-in-law if you're individual, when you get together, the momentum doesn't stop for the better or for the worse.

The van sighed again and again on the bloodline trying to enjoy and suck the nectar of unhappiness, even turning it into a flower to sprout from the seed, a topic of content that would be refrained from if it were "normal".

That's why the couple decided to keep it a secret.

However, even though we had decided to keep it a secret, the doctor who had checked with the couple "because it was an eye-catching matter" had delivered the news of her pregnancy to the Lordship's residence in Robrow.

Naturally, I'm supposed to be married, but I'll be back at my parents' house if I have time, telling my sister-in-law that I caged a twin girl in Van's daughter-in-law.

In doing so, the "mouth shot" of a letter from the sister-in-law, which had been a long time, began again.

She wasn't feeling well due to bad obstruction, but if she wrote something extra about Karin, Cinellaria would sigh between nausea.

Always nauseated, I even tried to read it, even if it was somewhat impossible, but I can't read it very well in this intense state of evil.

Besides, when they found out about the pregnancy, they decided to put the fetus first and leave it "untouched" as before.

Some cineralias, no matter what they say about me, are willing not to treat the lives of their children like the seeds of those sisters in law.

- Whatever it is, I want to have the twins safe.

After looking at the content once, the annoyance I feel in a letter sent to me by my sister-in-law - the magnitude of the stress only seems to have a negative effect on twin foetal development.

So Cinellaria didn't even open the seal of the letter that was delivered, as long as it was against him.

Thus, when for a while I couldn't get out of my bedroom, my husband told me that my stepfather had received a letter that was quite important.

It's "important" for now, so you should put it in Cinellaria's ear.

Having thought of it that way, Ban carried a letter in anticipation of a good time to teach the contents.

"Apparently, they've decided to build a new Lords Mansion on the land under the Lords Mansion on the hill now.

It's a long way from here, but we're all going to be living here, so do you have any requests for construction? It's a letter from the Lord asking questions.

Cinellaria smiled as she sat down in her chair beside her bedroom and was somewhat calmed by the words her husband spoke peacefully.

"... even if you don't ask me, Van will leave everything to your father-in-law?"

Quiet, my husband nodded too.

'Oh, yeah. But I still wanted to stay in Cinellaria's ear for once, rather than say anything and reply.

Something I might not be aware of, so I thought I'd ask. "

″... care, thank you.

I, too, am in favour of leaving the details to you.

I'm sure the butler will do it without graduation when it comes to conditioning, and your father-in-law will do it when it comes to planting the mansion. "

If I told him so while he lay down from inside the bedroom, the van was nodding too.

"You're right, Father. - If we leave it to the lord, we won't be able to change it.

Besides, I'm in favor of the Lords' Mansion being built in a low place, down from that high hill place.

Build them because they are inhabitants of Robrow.

It's easy for the people to use as a Lords' residence, and if you don't lose character, it's fine. '

- Remember that there are only residents, the lords of the territory.

Although the type was too different to compare my husband's van to my sage and lord's stepfather, Pean, I never thought that "root" still had the same thing.

And if he gets his wife's consent to an opinion on the new Lordship Mansion, Van leaves the room early so his wife can rest carelessly.

Cinellaria thought again, even though she was then struck by mild nausea, as usual.

"My mother-in-law... Karin wants to take over the van because she must feel her father-in-law in the van."

I was inadvertently speaking those words.

By no means is Karin adamant because she is the child she gave birth to.

I want my son to inherit that blood because he respects his own husband.

And if it's true, Karin might have wanted to have a boy that looked like someone named Peen Vinegar was reborn as it was.

A dear, kind person - Cinellaria noticed after seeing someone named Karin Vinegar over the past few years that she didn't have "confidence" or pride in herself.

I'm sure Karin, who is weak and cheerful, is so impotent that she can't support her fine husband.

(My mother-in-law must have worked hard to help my father-in-law as a "lord's wife" from a very young age)

After the peace, it was largely obsolete, but at the time Pean and Karin entered into their marriage, it would have been a normal time to daughter-in-law on a decided fringe between parents.

Now, parents and relatives take care of the relationship, but they don't have the "freedom" to choose.

Perhaps Karin, who had been decided to daughter-in-law to her stepfather as a pardon, had been repeatedly told from the time she was intent, that she would eventually be the daughter-in-law of Peen Vinegar.

And he told me that he had trained as a bridesmaid from an early age, and that the letter was indispensable to Pean, who would also be her husband, once before Cinellaria married him.

Letter - The habit of correspondence was also carried out during the journey of my father-in-law to train the public.

In the course of that journey, the butler was on the brink of being protected from being an orphan, and he also explained how he was to serve the Vinegar family.

'Ma'am, you're on the line of reputation in the realm.

You do think sometimes you feel too weak, but that's an overly gentle accident.

However, I have seen many times that, thanks to his delicate kindness, care for the fine people after the great work of our Lord has been accomplished.

Above all, your wife wholeheartedly admires Lobo Lord Pean Vinegar, and she wants to help her husband, from day to day, she thinks'

I remember well the butler's tone, which speaks of the undisputed "Lady Lobrow Lordship Karin" who neither exaggerates nor defends.

And just like Karin, this butler, known as the "Shadow of the Lords," always wanted to be of service to Pean Vinegar, which, when he heard the story, was well conveyed to Cinellaria.

Being a deacon, he was famous within Robrow for his public proclamation that his father-in-law would pick him up where he was an orphan and devote his life to the Vinegar family.

This is rumoured, but there is a night club in the Lords' Mansion for a relationship between the nobles, at which time the deacons who behave as perfect deacons and look quite neat may also be uttered "pulled out" by other nobles.

But Rock and the butler, who only had a "name", persisted in saying no, "Because the Lord is only my husband."

To his wife, Karin, the deacon's young man (who looks like one, but actually found out after he married an old man).

These two are different types, but I guess the fact that they admire each other so much is the morality of a man named Peen Vinegar.

(I'm sure a place called "Lady Lordship", the companion of such a father-in-law, is very important to your mother-in-law)

And at least two boys with "Peen Vinegar" blood and talent will be born in order not to have to put their chests up in that place.

At least it was an essential "job" for Karin to be recognized as the Lady of the Lords at the time of her dowry.

If you can't do that, no matter how great the other support is, "Lady Lordship" doesn't deserve it.

It was Karin's "Robrow" habit at the time she came to be married - when she thought about it that much, there was another strong nausea striking Cinellaria.

(…… it would be good to forget already, mother-in-law)

It was the first time I had ever seen that frightened, anxious looking stepmother, who seemed to be imprisoned in the past at all times - pitied me.

Honestly, I don't know the restraint of having two boys and being recognized as Lady Lords.

Cinellaria continued to see the Lady of the Lords in the position of having to do so, as its role, to the extension that the van had dowry to him, even if he would eventually become lord in the stream.

I guess the contents of my job as a lord's wife can be taught to Cinellaria by Karin, my mother-in-law, but I haven't had that kind of time because I immediately separated my residence from my wife.

I can now predict that my sister-in-law would have blocked my contact, even if I tried to get close to my mother-in-law before that.

And you were anticipating that, when Cinellaria was pregnant with her eldest child, there was a gift from the butler, "It's from her husband," along with a small cloth bag that said it was an amulet for cheap labor in the eastern country.

It's a book with a street of social manners and a roster of aristocrats who have ever dated objects with applications written there.

Together, Karin, as the Lords' Lady, sent me a copy of the notes she had used for her work and interviews to Van and Cinellaria's assignment.

If you read and saw what was written there, for Cinellaria, the social world was overflowing with what you felt was bad.

But I remembered the manners written in the book, and although I might fail, I thought I could behave like a cineralist.

It doesn't mean that you make a mistake or that you can't take it back that far.

Failure in the study of the magician was an accessory, and there were aspects of it that were not so afraid of failing, albeit careful.

When it comes to appearance, I know I don't have the pity for being crowded and "asylum-seeking" like my mother-in-law.

I'm sure you won't be as gentle as Karin in your role as a Lady Lordship in the consultation of the people, but if you do it in a cineralized way, you can listen.

I intend to know again and again that I am not suddenly capable of putting in someone who has worked so hard to become a lord's wife just because she cares about me from her husband.

So, "I am what I am, experience or knowledge, and I just have to do it"

My mother-in-law couldn't think that way.

At times, there is a gentle distinction between "people who can and cannot", but Cinellaria couldn't do it at this time.

It was in cineralia for chronic nausea of obstruction and ill-health, and the power of objectivity that had been used as a magician and researcher was decreasing.

(Really, to a boy that far - I wish I hadn't had to be bound by such an old habit)

And I feel so strongly that Cinellaria respects her husband, "Van Vinegar," but only because of the feeling that sprang up in his chest.

Cinellaria can't help but think that having a man named Van Vinegar would have been enough without another boy in custody.

Nor was it impossible for my stepfather, Pean, to ask Karin for more than six children if he wanted to.

Even though Pean has already admitted Karin as Lady Lordship enough to tell her that she belongs to Karin.

(Or that I gave birth to two boys standing still touched my mother-in-law's old sense of inferiority)

I'm sure at the time, it was a tremendously great sense of inferiority that it couldn't be done, even in Cinellaria, I can imagine.

But when I got that idea, even if I didn't have a boy, the place of Pean Vinegar's companion would have protected me just for Karin.

Even that shadowy butler of my stepfather must have been on Karin's side since then.

Restraining the boy now felt like he was reaching out to help him and grabbing his hand and now shaking it off again.

"Mother-in-law, you're frightened of that, poor thing."

I turned around in my bedroom and accidentally put it out in my mouth.

- Yeah.

Unexpectedly, inside the still less bulging lower abdomen, the feeling of a small cold drop falling through the cineralia.

The ripples of droplets spread in his womb, accompanied by cold from the spreading tip, and attacked the cineralia with the feeling that something was "crushed" inside it.

No major pain at all, but too huge anxiety engulfed Cinellaria and woke her body off the sleeping table.

Why not, but I know that boiling anxiety is not a concern.

Quickly, someone.

On the pillow, I rang the silver bell with Lynn Lynn and called a servant.

"Please, please, please, please."

Still, I knew from within me that the "darling edge" was breaking and disappearing away.

Tears that leaned down made spots on the sheets on the sleeping table, without wetting the cheeks.

From there it was as if it were a sumptuous, as I was listening from within, all sounds wrapped up in the feeling of being distant.

But I'm really scared that the "cold" in my lower abdomen will come through vividly.

Still, I rang the bell, trying to hold my feelings strong, trying.

The two servants, who rushed with the sound of the bell, leaned against the Lady, one leaning against the Lady, and the other hurriedly turned back his heel and went out immediately.

Immediately after the van rushes, the husband realizes that there was a strangeness in his wife's womb and calls out to the servant to call a doctor or healer.

I'm already calling you! I was hearing the voice, frightened by the chilling abdomen.

To Russia, the mansion rushes.

The doctor and healer came promptly, Cinellaria lay down again, and Ban left the frightened two sons to the nannies, who held his wife's hand beside him.

Various procedures are performed and the voices hung by doctors and healers are heard.

I'm sure the contents are understandable languages, but the Cinerarian mind doesn't accept them.

Even though my body's temperature is not dropping, the cold spread across my abdomen never tries to disappear.

(…… be my thoughts)

When I feel like praying, the van holds my hand back hard, but I can't wipe my anxiety.

Doctors and healers alike stare at their bodies and repeat their examinations with an expression that is too serious.

And "unfortunately," I was able to hear the words clearly, although I could predict declarations from doctors as I would represent them.

(... sorry, "my baby")

Without a voice, tears slipped down my cheek this time.

Cinellaria was blurry and in the corner of her sight as the doctor and husband describing something were talking.

Meanwhile, the healer's hand stretches out softly, wrapped in white clothes and a hood.

If I looked at you blurry, my silver hair would loosen in the healer's white hood.

'... Ma'am, excuse me. Dear Cinellaria, there's still one more,' cause your sister's working hard. '

A voice firmly reached Cinellaria's ear that made her feel "harsh" from beyond her blurred vision moistening with tears.

"... one more?"

Reply to the voice you have received.

'Yeah, the twin sisters, they're still working on it. So hold on tight'

"... sister"

When Cinellaria said in a calm voice, "Sister," the healer put healing techniques in his hands - lodging the Spirit of the Wind, gently touching the abdomen of Cinellaria.

The harshness of the voice is the warmth of the palms touching the abdomen, gently enveloping the cold.

But the fact that the cold disappears also makes me feel like the presence I've been in my womb disappears.

Cinellaria, again quietly, began to weep.

'... hold on, "grieve." You just have to think about how important it was.

Praise your mother for surviving so hard in her belly. '

- I survived.

When I heard the words, I covered my face with both hands and cried.

Cinellaria by the time of the year. The healer of the parent and the same generation of women looked like a mother gently stroking the head of her daughter, who was depressed by the loss of her child, while gently performing surgery on her abdomen.

- Well, I'll be in touch with the Lords' residence here, then.

Next to that, the doctor and Van were talking about the "future".

"I'll be in touch."

In the voice of the van Cinellaria leaves her palm, which covered her face, and if she looked up at her husband, the healer takes off her hand, which strokes her head, and now begins to heal with both hands.

- But both lords and lordships look forward to the birth of their twin granddaughters.

'Sure, it could be Lord Robrow's granddaughter!.

... but before you do, will you mourn the death of our daughter, our parent?

Confused, I had to tell the lord, and there was a loud overlap of voices so that the van could cover the voices of doctors who were straining why, but in vain.

Since his daughter-in-law, Cinellaria opened her mouth small and round, although for the first time she had heard such a husband's size, covering her face with both hands.

Then the healer, who was now putting his warm healing hand on me, grinned slightly.

'... the Doctor. You may be worried about your son after being asked by the lord's blood to take care of him.

But Master Ban is right, first of all, before the lord's granddaughter, she was born as a child between Ban Vinegar and Cinellaria Vinegar, and survived in this womb.

And the raw one did not come out of this world, but your son, who survived "hence", is not the grandson of the lord, but the only "child" of the couple.

And if you bring in extra things, you'll even strangle them. "

As I warn you, when the healer finishes talking to the doctor.

The lower abdomen of the cineralia, which had its hands on it, was completely enveloped in warmth.

Cinellaria was surprised by this sharp narrative and the "compatibility" of gentle healing techniques, and stared at the healer by removing the palm that was on his face.

Into her sight was still the face of a healer wearing a hood deep in her eyes, but her eyes were invisible, but her mouth was engraved with gentle wrinkles, and her mouth angle was rising loosely.

'I think the hard-working child is going to "go back" to his mother slowly from now on.

Let's take another time and check it out, shall we?... Well '

The healer also gently rises up, like his mother, after stroking Cinellaria's head.

Then he looks back and looks at the doctor with blue eyes behind the long silver hair that is out of the hood worn deep in his eyes.

Standing up, the doctor's man was frightened, even though the healer still didn't talk about anything.

But the healer even had the pressure to remain silent, and the doctor opened his mouth to the serenity.

- I don't know about "worry," I'm worried, because the lord's relatives are asking me to contact them, just...

"...... Ha"

A voice leaked laughing with his nose under the hood worn in the depths of his eyes, and with that voice, the doctor obviously shook his body with a bickle.

If the healer's white coat hood was grated with a crisp sound with his hands, a woman with long silver hair (kanzi), who was a magnificent man, but who could speak of beauty, showed herself.

Although she is just beautiful, the light from her blue eyes is sharp and more severe than beauty stands out.

And he opened his mouth with a pressing voice, not betraying the harshness that made him feel.

'If that's all you have to say, let's just say there's nothing to worry about.

Now, listen to this story and then figure out how to shake yourself. '

The healer opens his mouth loosely with his arms together, pulling through the tweezers that wrap his silver hair, shaking his long, loose hair, now including clarity and intimidation.

"I'm Citron Label. A qualified healer, the main business is a magician.

"Sage" rather than lord...?

At the time of the peace, Pean Vinegar, a savvy devil, was asked to do so "because I'm worried about my twins growing up."

And keep an eye on my son and his wife. "