"Your Highness, thank you for Samuel."

Having been put through to Rachel's room in the Marquis Marcel family, my greetings are there to bow my head from my fiancée in front of me.

"No, I guess that's because he's a good cook.

Thank him. "

"No, but thanks to Your Highness for introducing me."

With his face up, Rachel stares at me with her upright and powerful eyes.

Yeah, my face looks a lot plumper back. Even sitting in a chair seems to be decreasing flutter.

"Then we shall receive gratitude. So how's Samuel's cooking?

"Yeah, he's a really great cook! Me, I was noticed for the importance of eating and the depth of cooking"

Turning to Samuel's story, Rachel smiles naturally with a really happy face.

I open my eyes all over that face.

Surprised.

Rachel thought all kinds of expressions were funny, but I've never seen a face like this before.

Indirectly, but I get followed and my cheeks loose when I look so happy.

Yeah, not bad.

It's not bad to see a face like this.

Rachel's delightful face is very interesting.

I want to see more of this face.

What can I do to make you look happier?

For me, this time with Rachel passes a serene time isolated from everyday life.

Eyes that look at Rachel's upright person, that one is dazzling to a person consolidated with lies like himself.

"The depth of cooking, what?

"Yes, Your Highness, even the same ingredients change completely with seasonings, how to put fire, etc."

"Oh, it's true that seasoning and so on can change in some parts of the country. It can change from restaurant to restaurant in Ichii."

"Ah! Your Highness has been to the dining room in Ichii, right?"

"Sometimes."

"How envious! I, I was wrong about civilian life.

There are more ways to cook for the civilian population than for the aristocrats. "

"Right. The aristocrats have a strong idea that course cooking is the best."

"What a loss!

I laugh unexpectedly at Rachel, who speaks to rap like never before.

I've never seen Rachel sift through a hot valve before. Besides, my interest in Ichii, etc.

You've really changed this girl.

"Do you want me to buy it for Sarah next time?" I think seriously of Rachel, who is conceiving with her fingers on her lips.

Before suffering from the disease, do it. I wonder because the nobleman had only a conversation about the theatre, etc.

But as far as I'm concerned, I can't help but enjoy my time with Rachel talking like this.

Besides, I couldn't even come here for a while when I was invited to take His Majesty's place for another country.

Wonder, what will Rachel be doing now?

I wondered if she was feeling sick or something.

This is also something I've never felt before.

Hmm, apparently I feel quite fond of this space.

"So, what are you worried about?

As he watches the paperwork pile up in the office, Bo is called out to Cyril, who is frustrated if he has cut the paralysis.

"Troubled? Me?"

"Isn't that right? You've never had a job you couldn't handle before."

"That's true... it seems to be helpful to talk to Cyril."

"Sounds terrible, so?

"... I was wondering what Rachel would laugh at if I gave her a gift"

"Anything will do. How about flowers and accessories for women? Didn't you make them present regularly?"

I wrinkled between my eyebrows as Cyril seemed a little bothered, and placed a few more pieces deliberately on top of the pile of paperwork.

Ha, a big sigh leaks.

Until now, that's good.

Send trendy accessories and flowers that look good. And then I don't forget the message.

So, good for you as a duty.

But would that Rachel be happy with something so heartless?

Would you look happy like that?

On the contrary, would even wildflowers blooming around it be delightful if there was a special reason why it had to be so?

Something special.

Something to see her smile on.

The happy face today is what Samuel pulled out.

I can't do that.

Nobody else.

It doesn't make sense if I don't bring out that smile. But can you do that to yourself?

There have been moments lately when I can't understand even though it's about me.

Rachel is not an object of interest, but why is she so lost in one gift?

Why do I crave that smile?