"Hugh! Hugh Townsend, I saw you in a nice place!
"... This is... Reishi Marquis Mistress, you look beautiful today. It's like a brilliant rose of morning dew." Yes, yes, that's enough. "
Was. I praised you for it.
After being summoned in Ichi in the morning by the head of the Magic Academy, he was about to submit a report to the Royal Palace and return to his lab.
Perfectly tied together the luxurious curly hair of gold and dressed in a lackluster dress by the hands of a first-class needle, the deceptive lady went to the hallway of the royal palace with the samurai and met her.
"Because I understand the Social Dictionary. Rachel's fine, as usual. Hey, let me talk to you. You must have met the Spirit Invitational."
A lady who shines her thin purple eyes with an uncontrolled look. Though he is still here in the royal palace.
"... Lady Rachel, wasn't it for you?
"A little to your father. But it's more important to talk about Meeserie than that."
"I've just issued a report to the Royal Palace right now. The invitee is an important person, so you can't just talk to Rachel."
"Oh no..."
A young lady who openly disappoints by lowering both hands… Now that she can stand perfectly and behave alias the "Lady of the Golden Rose” if she is in a social setting, she is one of the most noble princesses. I can't believe it's a scam, Nyo.
"Well then... how is Master Walter, over there...?
The face I lifted with a renewed mind is also upbeat beside my eyes. Everything is very easy to understand, as are the fingertips that work with toys in front of your chest. It's also iron plates that won't tell Walter himself why.
"I heard it's been a long time since my parents and kids were reunited, but I guess it was generally good. Looks like Margaret and the invitee are getting along."
"How many do you say, Mr. Margaret?
Isn't that too much? I'm watching you with the face the samurai gave up.
"Get out of the way... yeah, he's a pretty girl." Hugh Townsend. Let's make it tea in your lab, let's do that. Let's go. "
Oh, so I don't have the right to veto. Well, civilian magic school staff have no choice but to obey your noble life. Even if Miss Rachel's father is behind my back, I'll have to give up there. No, that's why.
With the lady leading the way and the samurai taking her arms down disappointingly, she headed to the sorcery to be dragged away.
Not a lot of tea leaves, but it's a different flavor or two if it's in the hands of the exclusive samurai of a noble nobleman. Adelaide also said that brewing was more important... rice, it was delicious. I wonder why even a salad was so delicious, I don't usually even like raw vegetables.
"Hey, Hugh. What are you thinking with a very sloppy face?"
"Hey, I thought all the measley meals were delicious."
"I see, you've been grabbing my stomach. What shall we do, Marie Louise, I knew I should learn to cook too!
"Ma'am, be quiet. Please refrain from imitating anything that would cause confusion in the kitchen."
I knew I wouldn't leave until I heard the story. Well, there's no particular obligation of confidentiality unless it's about magic. Nevertheless, a lady in this small, loaded lab doesn't really suit you.
Blurring, the lady sitting on the only couch in this room stared seriously at this one.
"Hugh, you. Something's changed."
"... Really?
"Yeah, it feels like the possession has fallen. Better than before."
... I'll wear it for a long time. That's that marquis princess. Lady Rachel brought the tea utensil to her mouth in an elegant manner, as she felt comfortable saying all that.
My parents told me the same thing. My parents were also the ones who were most worried about going to Meeserie and were most happy to see me back.
I don't say a word of stupidity as much as I annoyed you with my magic... it causes backwardness again, but now I can tell you it was also a luxurious concern.
Really. I'm glad 'invitee' showed up at this time now, Meeserie. I'm glad 'invitee' is Margaret. The Spirit is a being that prepares this world, and the invitee says it is an aid to it. Even if it wasn't the world, at least her appearance was definitely the key to saving me.
If you regained consciousness, the lady in front of you almost put the cup back on the saucer you put on your lap without sound.
"As far as I can talk. Tell me, what's he like?
"That's right...... you have beautiful dark hair. When I fix this world, I'm twenty-six years old and I cook well. Sometimes I'm a nanny at Dr. Reynolds' clinic, but the kids loved me."
"Twenty-six... on my four... I'll go along with Master Walter... nanny for cooking... you're so homely and feminine"
"I'm calm, but she said she's a woman with a cute spot"
Whoa, I was wondering if you wouldn't look so sad. It's not my fault, but I'm scared Marie Louise is staring at me so much.
"... hey. I'll ask you straight in. How was your relationship with Master Walter?
"Margaret's not the type to get acquainted, is she? Walter seemed to forgive me a lot."
"Master Walter!?
"Yeah, you used to help with garden work."
"Count Dustin helps a woman...!?
There, the samurai isn't so surprised either, although I know how you feel.
"Hey, hey, didn't Mr. Margaret ever scare Master Walter? Look, he's got a big body, and your face will be a little tough... although it's nice there too"
I'm telling you, those are amazing colored glasses! Wow, a maiden filter in love who can do that strong side with 'a little harsh'. When he stares at me, it's one shot at a rookie, really. That, considering that, Margaret's interpersonal skills are high. Sellers from different worlds, yes, how well are they trained? If dull...... no no.
"Speaking of which, you didn't seem particularly concerned. He's greeted me normally since I first met him."
"... from the first meeting, normally?
"Yeah, very normally. Yes, thank you very much."
Can I put it in the background? Lady Rachel... there's no such thing as a lady who can keep her mouth shut by a samurai. Oh, you should put the cup back on the table, it's dangerous if you drop it.
"... Margaret has a husband or lover in the world she was in..."
"We broke up a while back, and now we're free."
"... Meeserie has a lover...?
I wonder what happened to the young teacher. I'll comfort you the next time I see you if you're fumbled...... I think you look good on me, those two. But it's Margaret who decides.
"Come on. I thought it might be Buddy who's closest."
"Buddy?"
It's Adelaide's dog.
I was stared at with tears. Because it's true, we're so close.
"... ok. I'm coming."
"What?"
"If I could just go and see you at first sight, I'd know. I'm going to Meeserie. Come on, Marie Louise, we're going back. Get in touch with your father immediately."
"Oh, lady!?
Wow, I'm scared of my eyes. Oh, seriously? No, you can't. Marie Louise, pull back more! No, I got up, yeah, it's loaded over there. Don't knock it down. It's in one order, I mean.
"Dear Rachel, as I said earlier, 'The Invitational of the Spirit' is an important figure for the whole continent. Even the Marquis is never allowed to do anything, such as push a nobleman to see you on his own."
End of story or no, a fan of great craftsmanship put out of nowhere was poked viscibly in front of my chest.
"Hih!?
"... Hugh Townsend. You know who you're talking to. With a fool I can't even recognize to that extent?
Lady Rachel, standing glossy, spreads her fans as she laughs and hides her beautiful face about half gracefully...... scary! What a force, a lady to the queen. I'm scared of the fans that went into that hall!
"Hehe, never push, etc. Walter's stay was just a few days away... I'll pick you up. Instead of coming to Meeserie's" invitee, "we're just bringing your carriage home to Walter, who's meeting your mother."
"Lady Rachel, that's a very aristocratic excuse. Do you think it'll work for Walter?
Where did the queen go earlier with that one word? Ladies who will be your normal face as soon as possible...... are you okay? You're busy getting up and down the tension today. Is this also a maiden heart?
"... because I'm worried!! No one can help but like such a lovely person! Oh, no, Master Walter..."
Yeah, I've been away for a while and the floors are dirty. I don't think you should get down on your knees. Oh, Marie Louise, you're right. Pull him up early, the dress's in trouble.
This lady's been dating for over a decade now, but things like this don't change a bit. Even though they're tapping into advanced courtesy education and can behave commensurate with it, they're completely childish in front of you. Well, I guess that's the factor that drowns me out of my husband, even though I'm totally at the right age - I sifted it off and there's no lettering to see the match. The thin purple eyes that make the tears of the large grain shine brightly.
"You're still a crybaby. The Golden Rose Lady's name is ruined."
"Well, I don't need a name like that. Well, I'd rather have a woman like Walter, but heh, guh, uhh..."
No, ma'am, you're high enough specs, aren't you? Walter is just Park Min-Jen. I guess my broken up wife is pulling back... I was so surprised when I found out those two were getting married. Maybe it's been a hassle saying no, Walter. Have pity. Have pity, for both.
"You have no choice...... good news for such a weeping lady. In the report I have just submitted, I have put forward a couple of proposals. Let me tell you something special about one of them."
"Hey, what's up?"
Coincidence, though. Well, I'm sure Margaret would be fine with Lady Rachel. Something seems like these two are going to fit. Because they are people who can't decide by their appearance or status.
"There are hardly any single women in the village the same age as Margaret. Not so many young people originally, and they're all married, or their single daughters are just over ten years younger. One of these days you'll come to Wang Capital, and I hope you have someone close to your age who's familiar with you."
"Hugh, that's..."
"If you run for it at the moment and have the Marquis around, there's a good chance you'll be able to go see him?
Lady Rachel's eyes, quickly recovered, were shining in a different way. Oh, this is accurate.
"I'll take care of it. I will definitely grab it and leave tomorrow! I'm coming, Marie Louise!
No, you just won't be able to do it today tomorrow. There's some tweaks, early at best, maybe next week? I thought, "I underestimated Rachel's ability to act and negotiate."
The lady after the refreshment and lab was right and set off for Meesserie with the morning sun the following day.