A botanical garden one day.
The place, which is grouped into the less popular categories in the royal castle, is where the nobles carry their feet for eye care.
Then there was the gardener and the chamberlain who was driven out to help.
If there were any exceptions, since I started making arrangements in the middle of the night, it was as if I had misunderstood my dojo as if I was the one who occasionally came to pretend to be a knife.
Slowly raise the sword positioned in front of you over your head and shake it down.
As fast as that, or as long as the lawn at the foot opens the road with wind pressure.
Breathe out and try again.
Stay in position and step in precisely.
That repetitive movement, which has been repeated hundreds of thousands and hundreds of thousands more, will never let go.
Thorough foundation training.
Repeat every day without getting tired of it, with careful muscle training and flexibility.
Only such flabby "body making" is the key to this man's strength.
If you have someone you can't imitate, it's easy.
Strength that cannot be reached by the strength of the foot.
A movement that cannot be performed by the body of Futa.
"Familiar" does not apply to the lid. The movements of the moves you wear after training are imitated and done at a glance.
But if it is physically impossible for Futa to behave, we can get past his imitation.
And Futa spares no effort every day to crush it, just in case.
After a thousand gestures, Huta put her sword on her hips and exhaled.
From an upright position, just lean against your torso as if you were lying on your back.
While supporting the trunk with the soles of his feet, he kept his hands behind him - the so-called bridge.
But the bridge he built was so short.
As if it were a folded piece of paper, the back was so upside-down that the spine might break.
Yoo-hoo
He grabbed his ankles with both hands.
Exceptionally soft.
This is also a substitute acquired through daily gymnastics exercises.
You can walk like this if you want.
One step, two steps.
And a strange vibration from the soles of your feet to your whole body.
This slight shake that I am accustomed to is probably because the trolley is moving nearby. Then it was time for tea time, and Futa turned to the person who felt the shake with her attitude as it stood.
Step back and spin. Turn right.
There she looked like a blonde girl pushing a wagon.
At that moment, her two chambers of gold stood upside down.
"Gyaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! Auntie!!!
With the momentum of whitebrim flying from his head, Huta let go of her hand, which had grabbed her ankle, and shook it gently.
"It's Futa. It's Futa!"
"It's creepy!!!
"Haha....."
With a face like the end of the world, Huta fell back without any force, and threw her legs so that the bent rubber returned with shape memory, and she could no longer move on her depression.
Is there?
The maid with the neck tilted.
Shhh, it's quiet, Futa.
Picking up the branch that was rolling around, the maid sat down beside him and began poking him in the side.
I don't want it to be fine.
Mei-do?
And she leans her neck.
I wonder why he fell down.
"Would you like to stick it in your nose?"
Corona murmured as she stared at the tip of the stick.
And the voice behind it.
"Ah, um... Hee, are you okay...?
Um, it's a bit of an irregular occurrence right now
Looking back at the hidden shadow behind the wagon, he responded with a smile.
Now, either stick a branch in your nose, or put your temper into it.
Hee-hee.
"Fufu"
Kokokochi.
At last, Liuta breathes back after a tingling reaction.
"Master Huta, what are you doing?
"Heh? That? I've been training, have you been asleep? I'm sorry, it's already tea time."
No...
Huta stood up lightly dressed.
Corona spreads the branches and returns to the similitude and wagon.
The garden table set in the corner of the lawn is where the usual three people often share tea.
By the way...
And Huta noticed something there.
Tickle and the shadow jumps behind the wagon.
"Is anybody there?
"Oh, that's right. The princess told me to introduce you to Futa."
"Lilac?
Running back to the wagon, she threw someone out the back of the wagon.
For a moment, Futa looked at the shadow as it melted out.
Clothes are the same classic made to wear as Corona.
Slightly juicy cheeks and beautiful pale eyes remind me of Lilac.
With a little white brim on his head again in beautiful silver - his hair was wrapped in cinyon. From the left and right of White Brim, there are two lovely dumplings peeking like balls.
――
Lose the word, Fouta.
The maid's corona.
Somehow she murmured with her eyes swimming as she was in the middle of nowhere. I told you to do whatever you want.
"Ah, the princess gave me an order, I say Lila."
Silence hurts.
Lila, a maid who keeps her lips tightly tied until she can't endure it.
For some reason, Corona creates incredible serial air and watches the movement.
A cool breeze shifted from the cherry blossom season to the fresh season, blowing up the lawn.
Futa finally blinked her eyes as if she had returned to me and stared seriously at her maid Lila.
From top to bottom.
Lila embraced her arm and turned away from Futa.
And then...
"Oh, I see. If that's what Lilac said, I have nothing to complain about. Nice to meet you, Mr. Lila."
"... fufu... as expected... this"
Futa reaches out with a refreshing smile.
Are you going to shake hands? Lila, who felt it was awkward to hold hands on the boulder, was the perfect cartesy as a chamberlain.
Well, that's all for today.
Lila, who was turning around and running away, looked stunned, and Futa dropped her off.
Hold your broken hand back to your head and sigh.
"Oh, my God. What, you don't like guys?
"Fu, Futa-sama, Futa-sama...! Fufufu... Futa-sama..."
"Fufufufuta-sama...."
Hello.
Corona was holding her stomach and staring at Futa so that she could smile deeply. Something is wrong and tears are accumulating around my eyes.
"You look just like me, princess!
"Oh, did Corona think that too? That's what I think."
"Bfufu...."
In fact, it was very similar, Futa nods.
But when it comes to playfulness, the beloved princess can't dress like that.
"How was it, actually? Surprised? Are you clear?
"I was surprised and excited. You're a beautiful maid."
Huta looks at the entrance to the imperial castle as she follows her trajectory, which has already disappeared from the botanical garden.
…………
"Hmm? What's wrong, Corona?"
"My maid's favorite points have just dropped."
"Is that so?! Why!!"
Pretty maids are better!
Her eyes burned with rage as she shook up her fists and protested.
I see, Huta nodded convinced.
"No matter how beautiful the maid is, Corona is more important."
"...... Shu Shu"
Fluffing and snorting, the corona murmured away from her eyes.
"... please say something about the princess getting a new maid."
"Oh, yeah?"
It's as if the maid was enough by herself, but that's not what Corona wanted to hear.
In the first place, it should surprise Futa that Lilac puts "strangers" in this botanical garden (tea time).
Looking at him in a twinkle, his thoughtful expression.
But I hit him like I had an answer.
"Maybe that's it?
"What do you mean?
"I found someone to replace me when I can't move as a princess."
"Do you know what that means?
I mean, it's a kae-Dama.
That girl named Lila may be sacrificed for Lilac in times of need.
I know as much as Futa.
When it's time to go - good times and bad times, many patterns apply.
But...
"I know. I don't know what Lila is going to do for Lilac, so I can't say anything."
Whatever Lilac would do, Huta thinks.
"Maid, why do you love Princess Huta when you think like that?"
No, because...
Those eyes have a strong faith in Lilac.
"Lilac may have insurance, but he's not that bad."
"Why won't they find out...! Huta's Saving Hole...!!
That night.
Lila, who was holding her head at the desk in the office, also looked like Lilac.
"Hey, is that what the maid said?
"If I were you... if I were you, I'd notice whatever I look like..."
"Well, noodles might be, but princesses aren't soyu."
"Are you telling me to turn that woman off in the dark?
"That's the way it is."
Looking gently at Corona, who is cleaning the office.
I dared to disturb you at work today by doing it in the absence of Lilac.
Of course, to tell this story.
"For Huta, I always think of the princess as the most powerful princess who can afford to be so beautiful."
"Naturally."
That's why they won't find out.
……
"By the way, noodles are totally vegetarian with each other, so maybe they'll find out."
"One way or the other, I'm gonna bring that woman up."
"Hey, don't take that from your maid, will you?
That's what maids do. It was a corona that tilted its neck with lost eyes of light.
"Well, it's convenient. I can hear about the princess from the vegetarian Futa. I wish I could have told Futa about the princess's cute place, like any other HR."
"Well... that's what I thought..."
Actually.
Corona's proposal stopped just to dress up as a maid.
I was a lilac who thought it was useless to a boulder, but I reluctantly followed Corona's rhetorical statement that she would never find out, and developed a plan for the time being.
If you can spot it today, it's over.
If only I hadn't seen it.
In that case, I occasionally contacted Futa as a maid lira ahead of me.
You can pretend to be someone else, as long as you can't drag Futa's feelings out of the response to Lilac.
But...
"Why are two humans coming out and not doubting their potential....."
"Master Huta, the princess brought you here to be a kae-Dama."
A little bit on the boulder and a corona to sharpen your lips.
Lilac raised her face and said.
"Sure, if I had someone like this, I would."
"Master Huta, I understand you well."
Everything was a nasty maid anymore.