The Inner Palace Tale of a Villainess Noble Girl

Beautiful sunny weather. The sun is warm and the breeze is cool.

- No more, it's a great parking day.

"Dear Red Rose, is this the right setting for you?

"Uh, yeah... here and there tablecloths, trade them"

"Yes."

"Dear Red Rose, a report came from the kitchen that baked sweets were ready. May I carry it?

"Cookies and Madeleine are good. Tell the cakes to wait a little longer. It would be better if you arranged it last minute."

"I'm in awe"

"Central table, finished decorating!

"I'm coming now."

Still, I'm busy. I knew being ordered to extract meant that all the instructions for the day had to be given by the 'Red Rose' himself, which would make me hauntingly busy. I started prepping at the same time as the sun rose and now it's before noon. It's time to hurry.

- Deanna was thoroughly knocked in by the three Rhias as they prepped for the noon tea party until the day's progression in preparation for this park.

For one thing, the venue set-up is to be done on the day of the event (seems to be a pre-construction decision to invite customers to the 'everyday' venue).

For one thing, baked confectionery is the main food to prepare. Fruit confectionery made with fresh fruit is also good, but the mistake is not to serve a 'meal' (only after lunch, having a cup of tea while enjoying the story, they say that's the thrust of the tea party).

One is to pre-arrange a seat and guide the invitees (do you think chairs are a must to enjoy the tea and talk gracefully).

... The overall sentiment was, 'That's a pain in the ass'.

It's nothing good, is it, enough to bring in a chair and a table the day before?

Some of you will be hungry, even if you prepare about an easy meal.

Isn't it boring that you've been seated since the beginning?

I accidentally ran that out of my mouth, and Yolanda scolded me. Deanna and the other seventeen, it's time to remember the host-side manners, and if they say so, there's no words to give back. Rhea and Yolanda are the only elders, different types but both dependable 'sisters'.

You two dependable sisters and a natural but sharp cut Leticia. The concept of the park club that those three suggested was' a party-style tea party where you can easily talk to anyone while enjoying flowers and treats altogether '.

If we make it a formal tea party, we'll have a chair. That is, the invitees will not move from the seats where they first sat, and even if they were seated with political opponents, they cannot expect a great deal of clash. Daikanya, it will end with the weather and the garden story. That means we're in trouble.

In order to make His Majesty aware that the outer and rear palaces are connected, it is necessary that the side chambers of different positions and each other's clans are connected and intertwined. They thought of the format of daring to soak up every formal tea party decision for this purpose, leaving only tables where chairs could be lost and cups could be placed, and participants were free to walk around the garden.

Based on that draft, full preparation began, three weeks. Deanna tells the world, 'Sleep time? Nanisoleoisiino?' state.

Work to renovate the spring garden into an autumn garden.

Procurement of necessary supplies.

Cooperation with all relevant locations.

Shipping invitations and confirming participants.

Menu decision of the day.

Preparation of installation drawings for the venue.

… and others, etosetra etosetra.

All in all, the Red Rose had to give instructions. Rhias took on the part where they would make a proposal for a gardening party, but they should not be enlightened about it. Only at the behest of the 'Red Rose', the preparation proceeded with fury. It is only for the record that the female chief could not be used unexpectedly and that there has been more extra work.

- But. I finally rowed this far. I can't help it. I pushed through recklessly, and I finally did. Until the day of the park tournament, they came. And another breath. This finally ends.

Fruit tower decorated on a large table in the centre and fruit confectionery placed around it. A variety of confectioneries made from colorful fruits are arranged, with plenty of glamour. Nod one and show acceptance.

"Baked confectionery, I brought it!

"Cookies there and there. Tart's this way. Put Madeleine and Financière on the other side."

At Deanna's direction, the ladies with the plates move together. They placed dishes with baked sweets on each said desk to adjust the angle and make it clean. That's right, Royal Palace ladies, your devotion to 'beauty' is not in the half.

This time, all the desks used round tables. One large round table for the central fruit table, six medium round tables for baked confectionery, and a dozen small round tables so that a teacup can be placed on the side of the chair for rest. On top of them, exquisitely arranged to not break down the garden landscape and increase the glamour, colorful glass vials are placed one at a time, again exquisitely grasshopper. Vial craftsmanship and adorable grasshoppers add to each other's charm, a trick that plays a part in the performances of the venue.

The baked confectionery was dared to be placed on the table separately by type, and the invitees had to set specifications to walk around the garden even if they didn't like it. It is extremely disrespectful, such as not eating a whole lot of what was served at a garden club invited by the king, and if you want to spend it without difficulty, you need to go around the lowest, the seven tables. Name it, 'I won't tolerate wall flowers, everyone is the star!' Operation. By the way, it was Leticia who named it.

"Dear Deanna, it's time to prepare..."

Rita has been injecting Kosokoso into the garden as she was looking around to confirm the finish. The sun is about to pass directly over. As it is, Deanna herself doesn't have time to change.

"Okay. - Oh, Mia, let me carry the cakes in half an hour. Then say hello to the example trick."

"I'm in awe"

"Yes, I will not be delayed in contacting His Majesty? Speaking of which, I heard something in the morning before the park fair."

"Yes, but then I don't have time for details or anything like that. Do you want to confirm?

"Please. Anyone can come directly to the room if anything happens. Then, this time the side room is the host-side treatment, so let the lady with each room, the samurai, thoroughly gather everyone by the time the gate opens even late."

"Absolutely."

"And then, uh..."

Dear Deanna,

Rita's voice is 40% frightened and 60% angry. Looking back, I met Rita with a smile whose eyes weren't laughing.

"Not as much. You can't even joke about not being ready for Red Rose in time."

Deanna pulled into the room so Rita could drag her into it.

That said, Deanna's prep had been ready by the day before with no shortage of samurai, so it's about dressing and makeup at best, such as what Deanna herself would do. Tea parties are manners that don't dress too flashy. Both dresses and makeup are pretty much more important than the usual 'Red Rose'.

"Is this what it is?"

"Well, it's only a tea party."

"Deanna shines best, after all, in her evening outfit, doesn't she? Beautiful enough for day outfits, but what would Deanna say at night, what aura is different"

"... simply means that the best fit for my face would be the flashy outfit of a nightclub. You don't have to tell me, it looks worse with 30% more nightclub specs."

Is there a lack of force? When asked, Rita probably shook her head to the side. "It's more beautiful than anyone," he said, although it's probably the eyes of a samurai.

"We have a little more time, but what do you want to do? Shall I make you some tea?

"Fine. I'm going to drink a pile of wings from now on."

"So is that."

Accidentally, I'm going to fall asleep like this. I barely slept yesterday either.

And that's where the knock sounded. "Dear Deanna," Yuri says.

"What's going on? Come in."

"Yes."

Yuri, who came in, is confused.

"Anything wrong?

"No…, on the table, if you wish to see what you see"

"Who?"

"That's it,"

"Yay, Deanna! How are you?

Ignoring the existential significance of the role of succession, the intruder jumped in. I almost screamed dangerously, but Yuri advances faster than that.

"Master Gracie! I thought you said wait there."

"Well, come on, we don't have time for this, do we?

"It's extremely annoying that you suddenly sign up for a look before the park games without saying no in advance to your busy Red Rose in the first place! By way of example, entering the room without permission, etc."

"Why do you have to forgive me for entering Deanna's room? If you're gonna keep a man on guard, I'm a woman, and you know Deanna first, right?

"So please wait until we can confirm that!

... what do we do, here?

Rita cleverly inquires with only her gaze. Deanna sighed deeply, then stood up and pounded Yuri's shoulder.

"Dear Deana,"

"Yeah, I know. Sorry, Yuri."

This man is really someone I know.

... I don't know, this mood that makes me want to apologize for some reason even though I haven't done one thing wrong. I am seriously sorry for Yuri, who has solidified as if she had heard something horrible.

"... No way"

"I'm so sorry. Because I know a majority of people who don't have common sense."

"Uh, terrible. Even I can beat a lady if I want to."

It doesn't seem good to keep Yuri in contact with this person any longer. Mainly in Yuri's mental health.

"Yuri, this place is good now, please help me with the garden"

"... awed"

Care must have been passed on to Yuri as well, she stepped back without speaking much. In a room where there are three of us, Rita first turns off the tantrum.

"... Dear Chris, Yuri is a serious royal samurai, stop assaulting her with vegetables from the first meeting"

"Well, I'll fix it if I don't see a lot of people. We're going to be together every day, and it's better for her if we get used to it early."

I can't wear a cat all the time - and she laughs, she's a pretty woman. Even if you are dressed in good knight clothes, stabbing a sword in your hips, and tying your red gold hair to one on the side, you will never see a man. Sometimes she's short, but she's in the shape of a woman herself, and most importantly, her face is too cute.

Her name is Kristel Gracie, and I don't think she's four years older than Deanna. My nickname is Chris. She is the sister of the current Baron Gracie, and she is right, Deanna and I are in love.

That doesn't mean...

"It's been a while, Chris, my sister-in-law. You look great."

- I don't know you as one of the people in the social world, but she's actually Edward's fiancée. Having an interaction with my future sister-in-law is not uncommon or anything. It's just that she... Chris also has special circumstances and doesn't look too familiar to the social community.

"Yeah, it's been a while. You've been busy for over six months, and Deanna seemed busy with the ball at the beginning of the season."

"Yes, I can't even say hello and I'm sorry"

"Yi Yi's. I've become the Red Rose, and I can't help it."

"... so why is your sister-in-law in the back house again? Besides, in such a manner."

Though tailored for women, Chris' clothes are the knight's. I even wear a sword, clearly floating in the rear palace.

To Deanna's question, the ruinous sister-in-law answered with her chest stretched.

"I'm head of the Knights of the Female Kingsguard, who will be entrusted with the rear palace security from today on!

"... Huh?

It's my first ear.

Before Nico laughed Chris, Deanna leaned her neck honestly.