The Inner Palace Tale of a Villainess Noble Girl

The opening of the courtyard opens daily during the descent festival, except on the main day. It's also the first time that shops are invited to change every day so that the side rooms don't get tired of it. That is a brilliant exploitation, Mrs Magnome, who was bought competencies and took over the post of chief woman.

Shayla was invited by Lydil and Nasha every day to stroll through the courtyard, which changed from day to day. You don't have to shop like the first day, just look around and enjoy it fully.

- Tomorrow was finally the last day of the first half, the main day, with more than twenty side rooms gathered in the courtyard, with colorful dresses flying around here and there, a pleasant sight for the eyes.

"Customers, you've grown considerably."

"Because there are now not only terminal aristocratic ladies like us, but also some of them of considerable standing. Sure, even if you party for the Coming Festival in the Back Palace, you'll be bored because you've decided who to gather."

As Lydill said exactly, the side chambers of the high nobility, who at first avoided the courtyard saying it was' for the common people ', were also starting to show their replacement standing faces rather than continuing with an irreplaceable party.... Well, that's just an understandable way to hold an unusual hostage, though the appearance of a' peony 'that openly overlooks the' common man 'naturally didn't.

"Of course there have been more customers, but the store is not looking gorgeous every day?

"Oh, Master Shayla. Repeats of the same thing every day make it quick for customers to get bored. I'm sure the shops that were allowed to open in the back palace are encouraging each other."

"Retail has the hard work and ingenuity of retail…"

"Of course it's easy to decorate your selling products, but don't forget to show up to make your confident products look attractive. In places that compete with other stores in this way, we also need to come up with ideas such as decorating the roof and highlighting the name of the store so that the customer can be interested first."

Sheila's father was a wholesale store specializing in importing and exporting domestic goods from domestic vendors to overseas vendors and foreign goods from overseas vendors to domestic vendors. When he purchased so many luxury items, he also sold them directly to the rich, but the basic business partner was the vendor. I don't really have much to do with technology dealing with consumers who end up with that product.

I don't know deeply about Nasha's house, but from her narrative, I guess she also has some retail retailers. Maybe he was helping before he went up to the rear palace.

"By the way, Master Shayla, Nasha, have you noticed? It's time for lunch."

What stopped Shayla and Nasha, who were thriving about the retailer's management strategy, was Lidil laughing like a sneer. The decent two blow out lightly with their eyes together.

"Speaking of which, you're hungry"

"I almost forgot"

"I'd like you both to remember your lunch on such a colorless topic. The flower maiden ruined it, didn't she?

"Eating more than colour, is not a problem as a maiden, Master Lydil?

"Oh, Nasha says so, too."

With a light slap, the three of them turned their feet to the cooking station where they were handing out meals. We can't sell outside food in the rear palace, so during the descent festival, the rear palace cooking area is handing out snacks in an open atmosphere.

"Welcome!

"Hello, what can I get you for lunch today?

"Dear Lidil, you're a total regular. Don't forget to come down to the courtyard until tomorrow. Tomorrow, here and the other shops are closed."

"Excuse me, I won't forget the Sunday."

Lydil, who speaks easily with anyone, knows many samurai as well. They both looked familiar to the samurai in today's store number, and they didn't stop talking until the meal was ready.

"Yes, go ahead. It's crepe sandwiches and soup today."

"Crepe sandwich......?

"Thin dough called crêpe, with meat and vegetables on it, curly food, that's what you want, right? I heard the chef devised it so that her hands wouldn't get dirty and Lady Magnome would accept it."

"Heh, that's amazing"

The meals handed out in the courtyard, including today's crepe sandwiches, were ingenious and reminiscent of the food sold in ordinary people's stalls, such that they could be eaten while walking without getting their hands dirty. It wasn't a coincidence, he was a gift of care in the cooking area.

"Thanks, I'll take it."

"Over there, there's also a sweet outpost. If you don't mind."

Even though he had not received the money (because it would be the lunch treatment of the side rooms), he was dropped off by a commercially enthusiastic dialogue, and Shayla and the others moved to the corner lined with round tables.

"Looks like you're finally opening a store in town where you can even eat sweet"

"Because this' courtyard festival 'was started on an experimental basis, gathering ideas from samurai and women officials. Even in the middle of the event, doesn't the viable proposal mean we should actively incorporate it?

"Calm settling, though Mrs. Magnome with a square atmosphere. The truth is, maybe you're a playful person."

I laughed when I dull and tried to put my mouth on the crepe sandwich - that was when.

"Oh. That it's a nasty way to eat.... you'll find out."

- From behind the corridor, a high-flying voice sounded.

Nasha freezes with her mouth open, Lidil frowns for a moment, but hits the crepe sandwich as it is.

And Shayla, in fact, had grabbed the sandwich before she recognized the meaning of the dialogue, so she had prioritized the whole thing, resulting in a silent and outrageous attitude.

Swallow what's in your mouth, and Shayla finally turns around who speaks.

When I did it, I saw about five side rooms wrapped in jewellery in an obnoxious dress, taking a samurai behind her back, fanning away her unpleasant face, and stepping into the courtyard.

(... If you don't like it so much, I wish you hadn't come)

Shayla honestly felt the disgust leaking out of them, I think that inside. To see how they are, because 'I don't like this courtyard' rather than 'I don't like Shayla'.

"I can't get tired of letting an unknown common man anywhere in the backyard, I can't even let him do business. Where did the righteous rear palace disappear?"

"I don't have a choice. Originally, those in a position to stop the female chief's rampage are so distracted and enjoyed by the common people."

"If you're being reasonable at all, going to a place like this is a disgrace and something you might understand."

"Interpretations, those who know neither the responsibility nor the pride of being aristocratic. Isn't what you think is the same nobility a mistake in the first place?

"Right. Look, the miserable thing about this dress. I wonder if you're going to be wearing this."

Without gazing at Shayla and the others only, they started talking, pretending to be the wind they were talking about within their peers. Shayla doesn't know her face, but given the atmosphere and the content of the story, are they 'peony' side chambers?

In addition to Shayla and the others, in this corner lined with tables, side chambers were gathered to try to have lunch. Everyone is equally consolidated in the sudden onslaught of the 'Peony', both those whose meals were on the way and those who were in the midst of conversation.

"I can't stop crying just because I think I'm in the same position as these people."

"I will not mourn. These women are not enough to take, but they have been offered to gather a few from the house of the lower bitch. Because it exists only for the sake of buzz so that His Majesty's rear palace is not missed."

"Then you want me to take my place and be nice to you, right?

"Absolutely."

Just listening, it's a conversation that makes me feel bad. I want to leave this place and tell you to shut up for a second, but all the side chambers that were dining on this occasion now are titles below the Viscount. Ladies belonging to the 'Peony', on the other hand, mostly keep their parents' homes behind them above the countenance. No matter how unreasonable they say they are, they are not allowed to ignore them, nor to talk to them from here on out.

"I don't feel good just breathing the same air."

"True, if you can tell, you won't be able to imitate the embarrassment of walking through the rear palace with our faces."

"Something so shallow that it would gladly come out. And the way you eat, hey? I can't believe I wore it with a big mouth open without a knife or a fork. Even a nasty untouched man wouldn't do that."

Shayla's pre-summer rear palace rises behind the brains of the side chambers on the spot.

- Yes, in the past, it was a routine tea meal, such as being able to make obfuscations like this.

Turn away, they even asked me to die.

Painful, regrettable, just a few days to stand up and endure each other -.

"The degree of" Red Rose, "which keeps these people on track, is also known."

- It was' she 'who changed me.

"Could you shut that rude mouth?"

A surprise gaze gathers at Shayla, who stands up and stares straight at the 'Peony' ladies without escaping. The ladies, who were coming in disguised as chatter and cursing chatter, turned to Shayla.

"The Red Rose is the most prestigious man in the temple. The more you are chosen to represent the Queen, the more you have the trust from Your Majesty. You have no right to insult the Red Rose."

There is, of course, anger at those who scorned themselves, their friends.

But we have no right even to defend our own dignity with our own hands to those who are lower in rank.

That one, who always wrapped his remorse around Rin's standing strength, took it upon me. He reached out to me, saying he didn't need to be patient.

- Then. Protecting her and protecting ourselves are synonymous.

I will not forgive that one, who is kinder than anyone else, only to defile her, clean as the moon, who has lit themselves trembling in the darkness of the night.

"If you've noticed your mistakes, why don't you go back where you deserve? As I said earlier, this is not a good place for you."

"Heh... what a disrespect...!

Apparently the leader of this group, the most flashy dressed lady, took a step higher in footsteps. My lips tremble with a smugness and my face is slightly blushing. Pretty much, he's got blood on his head.

"Know yourself, Shayla Carrerdo! You think you're in a position to give us orders?

"Of course, I don't think so. It's only a suggestion, someone close to Peony."

"Graphic." Suggestions "? What do you mean?

"I was wondering if it would be good for you to stay here. In spite of what I heard leaking, you didn't feel so good just to be present with us."

Shayla surprised herself with the words that would come out when she did. I didn't know I could talk to the 'Peony' so calmly.

Apparently, being insulted by 'The Red Rose' has made me unexpectedly angry right now. Anger pushes fear is something the world is doing well.

To Shayla's words like eating people, naturally, they were exasperated.

"You are! I know where I stand!

"I understand, of course, that I am a side chamber lower than you"

"Then you have nothing to complain about now's attitude, even if they hit you by hand!?

"Go ahead, be my guest. - But you, too, are not prepared to scold."

Originally, I don't think about protecting myself in this setting. If it matters to us, we just have to endure the evil talk until they feel better.

- But Shayla decided. I don't care what anyone else thinks, that I'm the only one in this rear house, from the bottom of my heart, on Deanna's side.

So I'm not running away. You can't run, you can't.

Prepared not to pull a step, Shayla confronted the 'Peony' ladies raging in anger.

"I am aware that my attitude is a departure from my status. However, disrespect for the red rose led by the side chamber is being done in front of me, and overlooking is what disloyalty is all about. Then I choose my loyalty to the Red Rose over my position."

"How stupid are you? I can't believe I'm trying to destroy myself for such a woman."

"About me, it's good. … at least the Red Rose will not forgive you for insulting those who seek refuge."

Turn away and tell Deanna that if what happened today gets in Deanna's ear, they're not safe either.

The ladies changed their complexion from red to blue, but everywhere they were 'nobles'.

"This is why I don't like the mindless lower bitch people. All I know is to borrow the authority of a tiger. When did we insult you face to face? If you hear us, you're the ones to blame for eavesdropping."

"How can we not do something that is not directly harmful to the Red Rose?"

"If I were to be punished on this occasion - I was foolishly disrespectful to the person at hand, Shayla Carrerdo. Just you."

A cowardly, grunting voice. Shayla suppressed Lidil and Nasha, trying to get up, with her gaze and hands. A sign of surprise returns from both of us.

- Here, you two mustn't stand up. Standing on the arrow, unless it's Shayla.

"Even if it were a wiretap, because I don't have the option of listening to insults to the Red Rose and being silent. - If that's a sin, do as you please."

"Dear Shayla,"

Let Ridil, who turns her harsh eyes, laugh with only her gaze.

It's okay. - This isn't the post-summer palace anymore.

"Except - if you have the right to punish me"

Shut up about the words Shayla cut into, like the 'peony' was poked into the void.

Lifting her head all the way up, Shayla continued.

"It is the service of the Lady Majesty, if usual, to judge the sins of the side chambers. In the present rear house in the absence of the Lady Majesty, after the confirmation of the facts by the chief woman, is the matter discussed in the outer house and the punishments found guilty are determined? Now, here, your judgment of me should be out of order."

Deanna gave it to Shayla and the others.

By putting together "The Red Rosemary," replacing the female chief, and making the rules of the rear house widely known - even if you can't win, you can't lose, power.

What if I don't use what she gave me for her?

"Please feel free to impose private sanctions on me and if that makes it a problem later"

You can't just put it back in such a distorted rear palace, where the height of your identity alone permits everything.

It's like wasting Deanna's efforts - just such a stupid imitation, I would never.

The stare between Shayla and the 'Peony' was settled when the ladies apparently realized that the flag color was gradually getting worse, missed sight from the lid.

Like throwing up and throwing up, says the leader side chamber.

"This is why I have trouble with the 'Red Roses' who can't justify things. Wearing her authority, your behavior will strangle the Red Rose."

"Don't worry about it. I'm not a Red Rosemary. Dear Red Rose, I was expelled from the salon immediately, and it's just a genuine side room. There is nothing painful about the Red Rose, where there is certainty between me and you who are close to the Peony."

Yes. - All the side rooms that were eating in the courtyard are 'Red Roses'.

Except for one, Shayla.

If, here, the 'Red Rose' hung on the 'Peony' chatter. I did whatever I wanted without even asking what the top intentions were, 'Red Roses' would be an attacking material for the outfit if they weren't under control. If you do poorly, that's what you might be criticized for from outside the womb if you haven't identified yourself as a good thing to be sheltered by The Red Rose.

So it has to be Shayla to stand up here and confront the 'Peony'. Shayla is not a 'Red Rosemary', but rather a neglected being from Deanna. Deanna can stretch her chest out to say that Shayla had just stormed out on her own where she had any grudges with the 'Peony'.

"- So, what punishment do you have in place?

- Laugh at him. Like "Princess Rose on Ice Flame".

Even if you are low, at least only your heart is like that one, proud and cheerful.

Strong -!!

"- La, sama. Dear Shayla!"

"... that?

I didn't know when the 'Peony' girlfriends left.

When I realized, with a crying face, Nasha was rocking Shayla and calling me by name.

"Dear Shayla, you are...!

"There's more to being unscrupulous! Neither of us, the Red Rose, would want you to stand on the arrow."

The temperamental Lidil has her eyes moisturized with anger. Shayla fluttered and smiled at two friends.

"It's all right, sir."

"Where is it!

"Because... now you can protect what the Red Rose wants to protect"

That gentle man surely doesn't want the conflict between the 'Peony' and the 'Red Rose' to be fierce and the Back Palace to be a total war.

Wouldn't it be cheap if the tightening of the wind to one person would keep the peace of the whole of the rear palace?

(A little... helpful, could I help you?)

I hugged Shayla, laughing, as Nasha finally cried.