The Noble Girl Living in Debt

In the morning, Agnies prepares for Miel's breakfast in a state of dread.

The kitten with a strong appetite was crying well at my feet.

On the way, Jizil comes with breakfast.

"Good morning"

"Good morning"

"It's a bad complexion."

"Is that so?"

"Yes, are you OK?"

"Yes, I'm fine."

"I wish I could"

He puts a plate with breakfast on a chair, lifts Miel up, puts it in a basket, and covers it.

Agnes was nursing Bernard all night. As one of the repayments, he wanted himself.

The person being cared for is an adult man, who will not get worse after taking the medicine.

The doctor said that if he stayed overnight, he would heal immediately.

So Jizil decided to leave it to him that there would be no problem if Agnes fell asleep in the middle of nursing.

Agnies' face is pale and there is a dark circle under his eyes. She was very embarrassed. You can see that he was nursing hard.

"How was it?"

"I don't know if I was able to take care of it ..."

When he was a child, he said he went, remembering that the nanny took care of him all night if he got a cold.

"On the way, my mother made honey lemon and brought it in.-"

It was delicious and I felt relieved.

When you catch a cold, your mind becomes unstable. Agnes shyly said that it would be nice to be able to soften it a little.

"Okay. The nursing care seems to work. Husband, I'm fine."

"Oh, it was good."

He heard the words and showed a deep relief.

When calm down, Jizil asks him to eat breakfast.

Today's item is a large biscuit, cheese, boiled egg and apple with skin.

Since Allen in charge of the kitchen was on a day off, a really simple breakfast was prepared.

Unfortunately, I could hardly eat Agnes all day long. Instead, the gizzard flattens.

"I'm sorry, I've been prepared."

"There are days like that."

Encourage in a light tone while hitting the back of the Agnies with a dash.

After breakfast, the schedule for the next was announced.

"Mr. Agnes, can I ask for work in the afternoon?"

"e?"

"Because Dominic is taking care of Miel, feel safe."

"That's right. I'm OK."

"Is it your job since yesterday? This is an order"

"……Ok. I understand it. Thank you very much"

Jizil strokes his head as he is a good boy because he accepts what he ordered.

Agnes, as he said, decided to rest in the morning.

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Agnès, who was able to sleep slowly, changed to dressed up and went down to the first floor.

First, we picked up Miel in the garden.

Dominic thawed the soil around the garden trees and buried fertilizers such as oil residues, fallen leaves, and livestock dung.

These ferment in the soil and become nutrients for trees in the spring.

Because I was busy, watch the time and call out.

Miel was asleep in Dominic's pocket. Thank you and receive.

Miel, who was curled up in a place like her mother's womb, was warmer than the others.

Hold the kitten and lay it on a sunny place on the third floor. I thought that I would eat it when I was hungry and put it in the usual place. I have recently been able to eat it myself, so I don't need to worry about it.

Looking into the kitchen, Jizil was preparing for lunch. Agnes also helps.

Have lunch with all employees.

The items are fried potatoes that are heaped on grilled meat sandwiched between bread.

Allen, who is on vacation, also comes to the first floor and is appalled by the dishes cooked by his mother.

"Is it your mother's duty on duty today ...?

"Don't complain!"

Allen's dishes are delicate and colorful.

On the other hand, Jizil made only sketchy and brown dishes.

Dominic, Eric, and Agnes eat silently. Appreciating it, Jizil instructed his second son.

"Even my husband has never complained about the dishes I cooked."

"Husband is a good child who eats everything from long ago."

"What was that!?"

Somehow, Eric breaks into it with no expression.

The parent-child quarrel has ended with ease.

At a quiet table, Agnies couldn't stand it and started laughing.

"Hey, you're laughing because of Allen."

"What's interesting is my mother's cooking, not me."

"And you"

"I'm sorry ... I'm eating."

"It's good, because when you have Carol or Ceria, it's more lively."

Agnes learned to enjoy a meal while chatting after coming here.

It was impossible for aristocratic society, but she is no longer the daughter of an Earl Family.

Enjoy a modest life as a commoner without being caught by various fences.

I had a fulfilling day that I had never tasted before.

From the afternoon, I was taught to make wound medicine.

Under the guidance of Jizil, started pharmaceutical production.

"I'll start with the materials."

"Yes"

The first thing I took out was a dull yellow mass similar to wax.

"This is beeswax. It has moisturizing, antibacterial, and beautiful skin effects."

Agnies writes hard what he has been taught.

"And this is the essential oil"

Koryu grass which has a calming effect on fragrance, anti-inflammatory and bactericidal action

Tea grass, also known as a panacea.

Desert fruit with moisturizing skin and anti-inflammatory properties.

Dominic makes essential oils from three plants that are harvested in the summer.

"It's really easy to make."

Pour water in a pot, and put the essential oil of desert fruits in beeswax in a small bottle.

Dissolve beeswax at the temperature before boiling water in the pot. When it has melted to some extent, remove it from the pot and wait for it to melt with residual heat.

When the lump of beeswax is no longer clean, drop a few drops of the essential oil from the scented tea and the tea plant and stir.

Put the finished product in a can that has been disinfected by boiling. Then I closed the lid and it was completed.

"Oh, it looks like this"

"Thank you for your guidance"

"No, no"

In addition, it teaches that medicines can be made with various combinations of essential oils.

Easy to reduce muscle soreness, thinning sunburn marks, etc.

"I'll give this wound to Agnes."

"Is it OK?"

"Yes, please."

"Thank you!"

Agnes hugged her first medicine in her chest.

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Winter sunset is early.

By the time the bell rings to signal the end of the Knights, it is completely dark.

Some have stopped Bernard, who is ending the ceremony and returning home.

"Hello, that's strange."

"……Thanks"

"I have a little talk."

It is Ernesto Balteremon that blocks the way.

Bernard didn't want to talk, but he thought he was related to Agnes anyway and responded reluctantly.

The penetrated room was dusty and my throat was so sensitive that I coughed.

Ernest has an unpleasant expression in that appearance.

"--So what is the story?"

"It's Agnes Reverge."

"I guess."

He was impatient.

In the social world, Agnes regained his attention, saying that there were those who had begun searching as well as Ernest.

"It's almost a tragedy saint."

"It's sorry."

Bernard returns a word saying "irrelevant".

"This isn't interesting. She looked at me first."

Bernard feels stunned by the bright palms of the social community.

The story written in the article swelled many times, distorting the Agnes statue more and more.

She is not a saint.

A very ordinary, ubiquitous, ordinary woman.

"So?"

"No, I just wanted to listen."

"What?"

"Speaking to people, it's surprisingly refreshing."

Ernesto leaves the room, leaving Bernard stunned.

If I couldn't understand the translation, I was angry alone in the room.