Tearmoon Empire Story

The tea that was carried. Lift the cup and take a sip.

The vibrant aroma of selected tea leaves, the richness of rich milk, and the sweetness of a slice of sugar.

Together, they stimulate Meer's taste buds.

"Hmm..."

Now, today's tea souvenir... and when I tried to drop my gaze on the table...

"Um, Princess Meir, so, what are you talking to me about..."

Saffias said with a puzzled look.

"Oh, excuse me. I'm a little overwhelmed."

It's meer who almost forgets the real thing with her tea treats. Hurry up, I'll give you a cup of tea.

By the way, today's tea soup was made by soaking kingdom pears (La Sanclance) in honey. Gloomy tongue. If you bite with your teeth, it feels soft, but it feels refreshing and slightly lingering.

- Hmm! I'm doing a good job of marinating this pear in honey. You're the head chef!

Yeah, yeah, I'm very satisfied. Saffias, by contrast... was silent and hungry for tea.

At first, he called out to me bypassing me, but he remembered that it was dangerous to get in the way of meer, who knew meer, who enjoyed food.

Meer then fully enjoyed the tea treats and, having consumed the sugar, spoke as if nothing had happened.

"By the way, Saffias, I heard from Abel, but it looks like he's doing his best." I've gathered a lot of young people from my faction..... "

"Hahaha, well, now it's hard ground." "It seems that my father thinks of me as the Emperor..." The powerful aristocrats around us are also concerned about it. We need people to stop it. "

Then Saffias lowered his head softly.

I will do my best in accordance with my covenant with Master Meir.

“Yes, I'm looking forward to it.”

Meer smiled softly and rinsed a cup of tea. Observe the saffias with care.

- Hmm, so far, nothing unnatural. I've spoken to the faction, but it doesn't look particularly dark behind them.

To Meer's knowledge, Saffias is not a very good type of artist. If you poke me where I don't want to go, I'll definitely show my face... "

--But even if Mr. Saffias himself doesn't feel like it, he can't deny the possibility of being forced around him. It would be nice if you could act with a hard will like me, but I'm surprised that Saffias is going to be swept away by the flow from time to time...

Meir is the leader in the tactics of the sea moon.

― ― No matter what the circumstances, your tireless spiritual strength can bounce away... I still feel that the cooperation of my fiancé, Retizia, is indispensable in order for us to have that.

Well, it was then. Saffias suddenly clouded his expression.

Since it was meer I had been observing for a long time, I immediately noticed the change.

Oh, what's the matter, Mr. Saffias?

"Oh... yeah. Um..."

It was a saffias that was hard to say, but I opened my mouth with a decision.

"Retizia... I've heard rumors of a cooking party with Marquis Schubert... is that true?"

In response, Meer narrowed her eyes.

--Oh... Mr. Saffias, why do you know that...?

Of course, it was brought by Retizia's brother, via Dario... "Meir is subtly alert to the fact that she was aware of her own measures in advance.

“Yes, that's right. You've gathered the daughters of the Four Duchesses for a cooking party, haven't you? I promised I'd do it again that time. Do you remember that?"

I couldn't possibly have forgotten... "

"Ah... ahhh. Well... I remember... Princess Meir..." If you don't mind, do you want to turn it into a tea party...? "

"Oh? Why, Mr. Saffias?"

Meir stares at Saffias with suspicious eyes again.

There are different degrees of familiarity between a mere tea party and a cooking party where people work together. After all, cooking together should help us get along. "I don't want to do that..."

--When Retizia and I get along... is there something wrong?

Saffias seemed to be in a bit of a panic after receiving this kind of gaze from Meir...

"Um... what a pain in the ass, me... but my fiancé, as you know, has no culinary skills..." I wonder if it would ruin your event..... "

"Oh, that's... there's nothing to worry about."

Meir laughed at Saffias' concerns.

"Everyone, this isn't going to work at first." Even if it's me, I'm still immature, and I can't say that my cooking skills are for one person. "

Having said that, Mea smiled gently... and was cornered.

"But just because you're not good doesn't mean you have to do anything." Because I'm not good, I hold a cooking session and practice. Isn't that right? "

Meer smiles with a sloppy smile as she casts her extreme righteousness.

If anyone sees that face... this is really... irritating! It was a smile.