The Duchess of the Attic

By the time the ship arrived at the port of the kingdom of Tysey, the sun was setting over the mountains.

Yet the port is busy with many people.

"Is it also a festival in the harbor today? I can't believe it's already night and there's so many people"

"No, it's not a festival, it's a welcome."

"Welcome?"

Claude answered Naja's query, looking down at the harbor from the deck and whining, but Opal tilted his neck when he heard it.

I hadn't noticed but wondered if anyone was also a celebrity, looking around for a moment.

Opal, it's our welcome.

"Yes?"

"You two are a lovely couple, and the kingdom of Tysey knows it!

The last time I landed in the kingdom of Tysey to marry Claude, I was not given particular attention either.

Opal had no idea that it was his welcome for that reason, and it took a while to understand what it meant.

But Naja just nods naturally and stretches her chest.

Opal smiled at Naja like that and began to descend the talap.

"Speaking of which, Claude was popular."

"That's why you don't bother to gather around to see my face. We're all looking for Opal."

"Me? You mean I'm here to see Marquis Roussel's bride?

"We welcome Opal, a female businessman who hunts down women's enemies and helps poor women."

The faces of the gradually visible people are often of interest, but seem favorable.

Even when the Opals go up to land, people are held back by the harbor guards and the escorts hired by Claude, and they can't get very close.

Still, he responded by waving at everyone with an outward smile he was completely familiar with.

"We've got this, so you figured out our arrival?

"I think so"

Opal, who arrived at the station, saw the private train and solved the mystery of the welcome at that port.

If you want to get back to King's Capital quickly, it's a railroad, but there's no public service at this hour.

"I see why everyone's welcoming me. But what I don't know is the speed of the information. Until now, in the social world of the kingdom of Tysey, I was a" mundane Opal Holloway "? It's unnatural that you already know me to the public."

Opal noticed after he put it in his mouth.

And look at Claude's grin and be sure.

"You were manipulating information, weren't you?

"It's not so much an operation. Until just a little while ago, the story of the social world would hardly have been conveyed to the public, would it? Even that newspaper has grown so many copies in the last year or so. That's not until I put in a story about the social world. I guess that's all they're interested in."

"So what did you do?

Claude gave up when he saw Opal's strong will not end the story with that alone.

It's not something I can't tell you.

"I was trying not to put the Opal thing in the newspapers, either in this country or in the Kingdom of Société. But I haven't heard from you since this time, so I guess the story has come to pass. Well, you can't hide it in that commotion."

"So you knew about Alan?

"No, it's a coincidence."

"Okay."

I still had a lot to ask, but Opal gave up again.

Opal himself doesn't know what he wants to ask without being able to collate the information.

I've just been convinced of this.

Opal's information in the social world of the kingdom of Tysey was old because it was controlled.

But the power of being able to stand a door in a man's mouth was immeasurable, and Opal once again stared at Claude sitting next to him.

"Any other questions?

"Claude's - Marquis Roussel's intel was down well, wasn't it?

"That's just using everyone's assumptions."

"You're manipulating it!

"Stay!

Angry Opal slapped Claude's knee properly.

Then a surprised Claude raises her voice.

"Not enough for a liar."

If Opal gets angry after all the way off his face, he can hear Claude laugh.

In the end Opal laughed, as usual, and this topic ended.

The next morning.

Waking later than usual from the fatigue of the journey, Opal sighed in front of the cards and invitations asking for numerous visits.

Claude is still asleep.

I was slightly worried about whether I could handle it on my own, but in the end I decided to say no to everything about the visit.

(May I visit the other person's house who has just returned home? You want me to think about this one a little bit more)

I'm pretty tired because I've always been surrounded by a lot of people here.

When I was single, I went out every day to tea parties, concerts, nightclubs, etc., but I couldn't believe that energy.

It's just that older women do that schedule during the season, too, so it's simply a matter of Opal's health.

(Well, I guess it's because I'm also mentally tired... Oh, I'd love to spend some time in the country relaxing......)

Opal spent nearly seven years in the Duke of McCloud.

Back then, I was struggling every day to figure out how to make life easier for the inhabitants and the territories richer.

Social is an important job for Opal, but I still miss living in the country.

(Though the Marquis de Roussel seems to be doing well, the soon-to-be-given Duke of Botzeri territory is lagging behind in modernization, so I'm sure it will be rewarding)

Opal thought as he sorted the invitation into something to consider as absent.

Since I heard Claude talk about the Duke of Botzelli territory, I've been looking into it in Opal, but if the information is correct, we need reform as soon as possible.

(Though I haven't networked with the social community yet... I don't have any friends, but that's something the territory should do as soon as possible, even if it can be later. I don't know when the storm will come or when it will be a drought)

I decided to return home unexpectedly, but I'm not worried about Beth anymore.

I'm sure you'll get the news that I'm due soon.

Of course I don't know what's in childbirth, but everyone in the institution will help.

You just have to slow down for a while after the birth and figure out what to do now.

I heard that the other two, who had a Keymont child, each decided to live as a widow in a local city.

If the child is an adult, the consolidated property can be inherited, but until then the trustee is to be given a degree of subsistence without difficulty.

Opal stood up when he wrapped up the invitation.

I get sick of writing invitations back and think about hiring a secretary.

"You should consider that too."

One shrugged Opal headed to the library desk.

Plans for the future before I write back - plan to visit the Duke of Botzelli's territory and talk to Claude when he wakes up.

Opal's body, thinking about going to the Duke's territory, was weary and gone.

On the contrary, Opal was motivated to open his notebook and start writing what he needed.