Tearmoon Empire Story

"Ha... I'm so tired..."

Back in Imperial Capital, Meer was having a carefree morning on a fuzzy bed.

I got it from a Lulu village, fluffy and rubbing my face against this bedding, and Meer said, "Ugh!" []/(exp, v5r) to take/to take/to take/to take/to take/"

"I'd still like to be asleep..."

It is a carriage journey from Velga to Tiermoon, a visit to the Crescent Zone, from where it goes to Viscount Bellman territory and even a forcible army with its legs extended to the villages of the Lulu tribe.

That's Meer, too, could not hide the colour of fatigue.

"Beh, nothing, I've been standing in the woods waiting for you. It's not like I'm a few days late for tiredness or anything! Me, I'm still a thirteen-year-old young man with a body and a heart!

and so on..., it is a crushing mea not to tell anyone.

... but my mind should be past twenty...

"Mia, you said you were ready for breakfast, how would you like it?

To Anne, who came to wake me, Meer turned to her pompous, lazy eyes.

"You know, year after year, I feel like the morning is coming faster."

And so on, but Meer got up and made a stretch.

Trying to walk all the way to the dining room while rubbing my sleepy...

"Dear Meer, let's get dressed. Exactly, going outside in that outfit..."

Anne stopped Meer, quickly, letting her undress that bedtime. Quickly check on your exposed fine skin and even skin condition and decide that you are not so sweaty, immediately select today's dress.

Anticipating the temperatures you felt when you went outside, the indoor temperatures, the range of Meer's actions, and selecting what makes your day comfortable, yet the dress you deserve to adorn your own Lord.

That's the gorgeous yellow dress I want to take out. The relaxed indoor dress was tailored to make it easy to wear without tightening your stomach with a corset.

Let Meer wear that. Carefully, but as quickly as possible, to avoid getting in the way of Meer, who is poking around.

The move could be described as precisely a skilled made-up technique.

It was, for one thing, the gift of repetitive practice that Anne, who was basically not very clever, wore so many moves.

Yes, it's not just horse practice.

Apart from his skills as a maid of honor, he studied in St. Noel and even cooked to help Meer….

Anne, who is building up a trick effort, is now beginning to walk steadily, step by step, down the road to the ultimate maid.

I don't know about that, Dew Meer... but Anne thinks that's fine.

When I got dressed, I was better, worse, etc., and I still don't seem to be aware of it.

Naturally, naturally, it is the maid who takes care of herself around the Lord......

Anne thinks that way. But that's why...

"Phew......, ugh, today is totally sweet. Thanks for everything, Anne."

What a joy it would have been to be thanked like that with tears all around Akbi.

I'm glad someone appreciates that even though I'm just doing my job for granted......

"Yes, thank you, Master Meer"

It was Anne who would return a thank you that she didn't understand.

Well, Mia, dressed in a yellow dress, headed off to the dining room.

- Uh, I'd like to sleep more, I'd like to be sloppy...

As sloppy, grumpy, to the dining room as I'm likely to hear the voice of my heart leaking, etc.

Put your big desk in front of you, your little butt on the chair a little bit, and again, wow, yawn all the time.

"Good morning, Your Highness."

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh..."

Meer turned her attention to the chef as she lumped the tears in her eyes.

The chef creased between his eyebrows and said with a faint face.

"You look a lot tired."

"Right. I've been busy visiting the crown princess's town, so I'm a little tired. So you don't think being nice to me is gonna hit a bee today, do you?

"Gently......," he said?

"Right, like serving sweets instead of breakfast..."

With that said, the chef blushed and shut up.

Were you stunned by Meer's words, the chef turned back silently as he was.

Dropping it off, Meer sighed.

"Exactly, nothing sweet will come out in the morning, will it? The food here is delicious...... cookies and cakes would cheer you up if you could eat them in the morning...... Well, that would never happen..."

Because it was Meer who said something like that......, I saw what the chef put on his desk from his bare hands and he screamed amazingly!

"Well! Whoa, this is, hey, cake!?

The one placed in front of Meer, it was a cake of fluffy yellow fabric!

Standing up smells sweet. The sourness of the appetizing fruit and the aromatic smell of baked confectionery all around, stimulating Meer's sense of smell.

Unexpectedly, Jiuru, whilst sounding the stinging noise in a noble capacity from his mouth,

"Since this morning, are you sure?!?

Meer stared at the chef as she glanced round her eyes.

"Yes, because His Highness the Princess is looking tired..., well, I've made it"

You got a little lighted up because Meer was so happy... the bear-like chef chewed at random.

"So, but surely before, when you broke your body eating all the sweets, didn't you say?

That's what I'm saying, Meer holds the cake dish in.

I changed my mind, and while I was wary of being taken, I still couldn't wipe my doubts.

To such a meer, the chef smiled softly.

"Oh, did you remember...... Yes, you're right. If you're just eating something too sweet, it touches your body. Hence..."

So the chef said, with a little bit of chest tension.

"I tried a new menu. The cake is made of vegetables."

"Become, do, with vegetables, though!?

Meer looked at the cake, wondering.

It feels like I saw it, and it just looks like a cake no matter where you look from. The vegetable feel is zero.

Meer grabs the fork in a frightened manner and sticks with the tip of it, I try to follow. Then try putting the little slices in your mouth thoughtfully...

"Wow..."

I can see that face. It melted happily.

"Sweet and very tasty...... Oh, I can't stop."

After spilling a happy exhale, Meer looked at the chef.

"You're already a good joke, Chef. This cake is so sweet, isn't it? You're telling me this is made of vegetables?

"Vegetables are inherently very sweet things. This cake is sweet and sour with yellow moon tomatoes and yellow moon carrots, plus mini pumpkins."

"Well, I can't believe such a vegetable makes such a delicious cake..."

It was a sigh of inspiration, Meer, but I couldn't forbid to be impressed with the next chef's word.

Namely:

"And because it's made of vegetables, it's also good for your health"

"Become!? Damn, that means you can eat as much as you want with this cake!?

Such a dream!? And, Meer turns her stunned gaze to the cake.

"No, just how much, that doesn't mean...... If that's the case, there's nothing wrong with eating it in the morning"

He was the chef who answered with a bitter smile, but Meer hadn't already heard.

When I cut the cake apart in a quick motion, I throw it into my mouth for a moment.

For Meer, cake is a drink!

"Oh great...... Excellent job, Chef. I salute your skill!

And the hand holding the fork stopped inadvertently.

"Maybe, but, chef... did you think about this cake for me?

"Protecting the health of His Majesty the Emperor and Her Royal Highness Princess Meer is also our duty..."

Meer was impressed by the head chef who lowered his head quietly!

"That was hard work. Let me thank you again, Chef. I am impressed with your cuisine from the bottom of my heart."

Meer once again worked as a chef, trying to change the cake three times, confused by the momentum and the dosa..., which is exactly what Anne will be able to stop me from doing...

It and this were all acts of serene Meer's daily routine.