The Queen’s Cosmetician

This is how I met my lifelong companion and master who served me with all my heart and body. After the most tragic events, I returned to a peaceful routine as a makeup artist.

Now, let's do it.

It may be a bit boring from here.

I'm just going to tell you about a future day.

As planned, Diana Setra woke up late at night.

I was on duty today from Mumyo. I got off the bed that I had been occupying since last night and filled my eyelids with drowsiness. I washed my face and changed my clothes. When I went out into the hallway with my coat in my hand, the light leaked from the dining room, the concubine, and the living room.

Once in the room, my husband's face rises in front of the sink, lit by the fire of the lighting dish.

Welcome home, Heath.

Welcome back.

Heath raised her face and smiled at Diana's voice.

Waiting for the water to boil in front of the medicine can, he pulls Diana's head, standing next to it, and lightly mouths the top of it.

Laughing at the tickle, Diana asked Heath.

Has he just come back?

“Yes, I was with Will to review the material. I've seen it many times yesterday."

"I'll be talking to foreigners for the first time, so you must be nervous, Will."

William is Heath's lieutenant, and he stands in the official gallery. Tomorrow--it's today. During the grand ceremony in this royal castle, there will be a meeting of civil servants from the continent about the reconstruction of the neighboring country and the Church of Our Lady. Heath cannot appear before others, so only William and his assistant clerk must attend. I'm so worried, Diana thought of her pathetic, moaning face.

Heath sighs in turmoil.

"I'm worried because I'm too stubborn.... would you like something to drink?"

“Please, I'm going to wake you up.”

He asked him to lightly list the medicine cans with boiling water, and Diana lit the candlestick on the dining table, and then served the noodles that had been stored in the cabinet. Thinly slice the fruit from a hard roast. That's all I can do.

Heath tells me as he weighs in the tea leaves with a spoon.

"Please cut me into pieces."

"Huh. Did you have dinner?"

I ate with everyone in the cafeteria.

Diana was relieved. His taste varies from day to day, dulled by the harsh days of the past. There are days when you can eat well and days when you can't. If you want to eat dinner and have more, today is probably the former.

For Diana, breakfast is served, and for Heath, noodles are served on a plate. He also gave Diana a thick cup of tea, and he himself brewed white water and sat down face to face. Meditate and complete a simple aperitif prayer.

We are the Lord God in the land of Maboroba. Thank you for this grace. And blessed be this day, that this grace may be the bread of all that encircle the table, and bring good fortune. "

It seems that pre-dinner prayer was a custom of the Heath family. It wasn't a whorehouse in Hanazono or a house in Mizuweeli that took the bribe at a convenient time.

When he told me something, Diana begged me to come back to life. I don't go out, but I try to pray on days when I can eat together. It's been about a month since we started living together. In addition to the different work patterns, there have been many events and busy times recently, so there was not much time to overlap. But the act itself was a great joy for me as I went through a small routine with him.

Share a day with each other over a meal. In that short and fulfilling time, I gradually woke up.

I'll take care of the rest.

Ugh, please.

I was supposed to be my own attendant, but I left it to Heath to spoil it. He is on business as usual today. Unlike me, I have time to spare.

Little by little, the guards came to pick me up. Heath, who is here to see her off, advises Diana as she preps her hair with her fingertips.

"Don't overdo it today."

"Even if they say so."

"I won't hold it till night." I know how you feel, but... It's your queen's wedding. "

Yes. A glorious encyclopedia of Mariage and Rodimus. This is the biggest ceremony to be held in the Royal Castle today. And that was why I was getting up earlier than usual.

"... if someone tells me to take a break, I will follow them."

"That's right. Be careful. Say hello to me."

"I'm coming." And good night, too. "

Leave the dwelling with a light kiss.

The house where the couple live is in a garden built near the main palace in the castle, and only the most senior officials with families are there. Designed by an architect who was a craftsman with a queen a few generations ago, the blocks of houses are beautifully arranged and look like an exhibition of scale models.

The cobblestones strewn in them are brightly lit by the influence of the engraved magic letters. Looking back at the house along the way, Heath was still standing upstairs at the front door holding a corner light and holding his body to a pillar.

Wave to him. And they turned back, and turned their backs, and spake with their hands. He walks into the house so that Diana doesn't get offended.

I walked out to the main shrine again and switched my feelings.

- It's work time from here.

Once upon a time, I was a Hanazono facial artist.

My role was to make the faces of the geishas and inspire them, not any more or less. Die was just one of the craftsmen. It was a mild day of grief.

And it departed there like a cage, and went through all kinds of things; and the peace which he had obtained again was a little different from the way of old.

Good morning, Master Setra.

"Good morning, Die."

Good morning, Die-sama.

"Good morning, everybody."

The die headed first to his office. We will finalize the flow of today with the subordinates who have already gathered.

"Today is the day of His Majesty's wedding ceremony." As planned, the team was to move under the emperor with Setra-sama. Rendezvous with the Lady Chief's squad and prepare for His Majesty. Meanwhile, the second team was preparing for Setra-sama's formal appearance. As soon as we get back, we'll get dressed. Team Three, you are responsible for the final inspection and take-out of tools. There are many room moves today, so please do not ignore strict checks at all times. After the ceremony, we will confirm our plans again at the noon meeting. Now, repeat the role of each team leader in the morning and state the assignments within the team. "

The facilitator is First Officer Aletta. Listening to the flow of the meeting the day before, the die looked at the documents brought in after last evening. Changes in today's flow are described. Alletta and the others have read it, but the final checking and signing of documents is the job of the die. As soon as it was done, I deposited it with a civil servant from another department and hurried to Mariage.

Even though it was still unknown, the queen's quarters were full of human signs. The ladies are getting ready for the bathroom and bringing in their first costumes.

Mariage had already woken up and was wearing black tea at night.

"Good morning, Mariage." How are you? "

“I hate it. I hate it. I hate it.”

"...... Roddy is going to cry?"

Why do you like the ceremony, Rodimus?

Unlike Mariage, who was always troubled during the preparations for the wedding ceremony, Rodimus was delighted. It seems that he likes to differentiate between ceremonial relations. Even the bride costume was the exact opposite of the Mariage.

I seemed lazy, but Mariage wasn't in bad shape. If it was true, Die wanted to polish her with his hands, but it was difficult because the work of [National Seal Holder] was stuffy. I'll just say hello this morning.

“I'll come back and put on some makeup after the guests are greeted.”

"All right.... I'll take care of it today."

Yes!

The role of wearing makeup before the ceremony and before the luncheon was frozen, so I'm looking forward to it.

Mariage looked at the die with a dazed look on her face.

"Why are you doing so well?"

"I'm going to put on some makeup for Her Majesty the Queen." Is there such an honor? "

Die is no longer in a position to wear makeup all the time. We've got plenty of men and we've got them moving. It was not uncommon to act as a substitute for a queen who had no relatives. The number of people wearing makeup has decreased, which is why I value that time.

The time to make the face of the Queen is one of the treasures of the Die, especially if it is a significant ceremony to obtain her family.

It's been a long day, so I won't fall because I'm too overstretched.

“It's okay, Heath told me the same thing.”

"... I really don't want to think the same as him"

Mariage moaned with a sad look on her face.

Until the master is ready to bathe, he checks his costume and makeup, and even shows his face in Rodimus' room. There was also an assassin who was just playing a sidekick, and after talking with him about security, he was also present at the morning service of the diplomats. Here is finally a delimitation. Return to your office.

While I was picking up my snacks, I heard a progress report, and the ladies helped me dress up. A woman's dress is prohibited in her husband's absence by order of the Queen. She says, "Stop it, you'll scratch everywhere without your watchdog." Unanimously agreed. I can't figure it out.

After I finished dressing, I moved to the main entrance of the Royal Castle.

We are here to welcome guests back to the guest house.

The sky at dawn is clear and blue. The warm breeze was pleasant. One year and one month from the date of the division of Perfilia. The colorful roses are also in full bloom.

"I want you to let me know if you get sick"

Randy told the Die, who was waiting with the diplomats, to escort him.

"Once or twice is fine, but this kind of stuff stacks up."

"I can't avoid shaking hands all the time."

Brenda moaned bitterly next to Randy. Their concern is whether the die will fall in contact with the male diplomat. Unfortunately, the overreaction to the opposite sex was alive and well, and it was also the point where we had to be the most vigilant in our social relations. Because contact through greetings is inevitable.

Although they don't even fall asleep, their physical condition will be adversely affected, so the guards are tingling to keep customers away from them inadvertently.

"I appreciate the advice, but I'm tired of hearing it, both of you." I'm going to say the same thing as Yuvale. "

Driven out by the groom's escort, he met Rodimus in his room. Now, listen to what Brenda has to say.

After being engaged to Heath for a while, the overprotection of the guards was accelerating, and the die had no choice but to smile bitterly.

The civil servant tells me.

"Everyone is coming." Please be prepared. "

A horse-drawn carriage arrived from the reception building to the main palace.

Today's guests can be roughly divided into three groups.

The first group of civil servants do not attend the wedding ceremony. Composed of foreign diplomats from other countries, they are here to participate in meetings on reconstruction support and conditions for succession to the throne. They will not come here until the ceremony is over, as they will hold meetings, small meetings, and socializing in the reception building.

The second group of people will only attend the wedding ceremony. Young relatives who stood as the Queen's grandchildren, and the Holder of the National Badge , which is not suitable for politics like a die. This group first arrives at the main palace. Die greeted them one after the other and entrusted them with the guidance of the clerks.

At the end of the day, we'll have a ceremony, a luncheon, a meeting, and a group of people who will participate in everything. The Queen, the Chancellor, and the [National Badge Holders] involved in politics. Abyssal Green Fabian of Doppelgänge whispered in this pair, after a moment of joyful reunion, that if she really hated marriage, she would say it. He is a rare man who knows who Die's husband is, and he thinks that Die was married to chain him up. External explanations are true and cannot be denied. Die smiled bitterly and paralyzed his worries and sent him inside the main palace.

Greetings to the newly crowned Queen of Eastern Perfilia and to the prime ministers of the world last month, Die welcomes the person he was looking forward to meeting for the last time.

Zeno Phalanx.

He blinks one eye at the die in a mischievous tone of voice.

"It's shabby, Die-sama."

Having welcomed all the ceremonial participants, the Die Del Ligeigeigeia officers entered the main palace with their heirs. Until the ceremony starts, they are served fruit water and tea in the waiting hall. So the clerks are social with them, and the die has to give them an acknowledgement.

Zeno laughs brightly as he walks alongside the die.

"Yo, wait a while." I'm glad you're doing well. "

"Zeno-san too.... the last time I saw you, it was over there."

Zeno and I met at the Royal Castle of Perfilia, when the mob attacked us. More than a year after that, he became the conciliator of the queen's absence, Perfilia, knowing that it was a breathlessness, but he did not face each other directly.

Die looks up at his friendly face and laughs back.

“How about the political world?”

"Oh no. There are tens of thousands of infants and beavers and foxes and charming people all over the place. How can I keep it together with my friend's headache medicine? It's me, isn't it?"

I hear you haven't had any major problems this year.

"I'm being helped by you." And thanks to the name of my house and the souvenirs he kept. "

Xeno narrows her eyes and looks at the void. It is clear who he remembers.

The die subtly lit the stone of [Silence].

Zeno's shoulders relaxed as he found it.

"If, if, you think of..."

Zeno murmured.

"If only I had noticed His Majesty and his distress sooner." No, I was aware of that. So don't hesitate to break down the wall and step on it, and you'll wonder what would have happened. "

I can't help it now, but he said, "I don't know.

The die encouraged him.

Your existence must have been her salvation.

"You too, Cynthia."... he's an idiot. Why are you dying? "

Zeno's suggestive man, Ditraut Yerni, is dead. Rendezvous with the die and get to Fabian while the avenger from the east stabs you in the back.

"I want you to be happy for him, but... are you married?"

Yes.

Die nodded at Zeno, who asked badly about his toothpicks.

"Well done." It's a political marriage, isn't it? "

"Hmmm... Actually, since Mariage-sama's marriage was decided, she has come to me with an incredible catch..."

Mariage gets three husbands. To stabilize the foundations of the country. Rodimus becomes the first husband, and the men of his choice take the second and third seats.

The young nobleman who leaked from there began to aim at the die as an opponent to get along with the queen.

It is believed that the die from the commoner does not have any powerful relatives who can put sideways, (although it is actually behind the scary flower streets), and above all, it is this face given by the mother. I don't want to be aware of it, but it seems that the faces that seem to be properly, properly, and separated can't stop the men's attention.

Die scratched the situation and explained.

Zeno groaned with a heartfelt face.

"Ahh, that's why I decided to marry the right guy sooner..."

It's like that, isn't it?

"...... Is he gentle? Are you okay? That's a lot of things."

Zeno knows the trauma of the die's opposite sex.

The die nodded with a smile.

"Yes.... a loving man who shows understanding for my work."

"I see..."

This person was originally from Perfilia, and I'm in the department that helps you rebuild.

Huh? Can I see you at the meeting?

"No, he doesn't go to meetings..." Oh, I'm just working in the back. "

Die stopped in the middle of the corridor and pointed to the office building that looked like a courtyard.

A stone office wing rises beyond the implantation of a rose family shrub filled with small white flowers.

Behind the brushed-out windows to enter the same courtyard, the passing figures belong to clerks who do not attend the ceremony.

One of them was a man standing in front of a window.

The twinkling sunlight makes the thick glass penetrate for a moment.

Golden honey-colored hair. In the pale eyes, he had a straight face.

His eyes meet Zeno's.

Die's husband laughed, returned his heel, and disappeared into the back of the wing.

Is that--

Zeno holds his mouth shut.

Trying to suppress the cheerful voice that was about to pop out of there.

"Hah... hahaha"

Zeno laughed.

Die walked out again. Zeno lined up next to it and snorted.

Um, can I write to you?

He asks the die with a prudent face.

"The political content, the unwanted one. Can you tell me about your recent situation and how you and your husband are doing?"

If it's just me, then it's me.

Die smiles and undertakes.

"It doesn't matter." Oh, and please tell me about Zeno-san. Whether she had a girlfriend, a boyfriend, or a marriage. "

"I think I like girls better." Fine. But at first, I don't think it's going to be stupid. It's a grudge against a dead man. "

Finish greeting the guests and move on to the cathedral.

Die's men and Mariage waited in the waiting room.

"Thank you for your patience, Your Majesty."

Thank you. How's everyone doing?

It looked like you were waiting for the ceremony.

Die replied to Mariage, who was sitting in a chair drinking fruit water, and asked how the guests were doing.

At first glance, Mariage's wedding costume looks simple.

There is no embroidery or watermark weave on the front, and her rich curved beauty is accompanied by smooth silk. At that time, the back was very luxurious, and there was a wild embroidery on the intersection of the drawstring hem. The attendees of the ceremony are probably dazzled by the beauty of its back. It was a costume that convinced me.

The ladies dodged the powder and quickly dressed up their makeup. Feeling that the cosmetic tools were lined up on the back shelf, Die stared at Mariage emotionally.

Mariage burned her head strangely.

“What's the matter? I'm dizzy."

"No... I remember the last day of the Queen's election." At that time, Mariage-sama, I thought you were beautiful. "

"What? Suddenly.... well, I'm sure it's been since that day that I've been thoroughly polished."

I look at the hair carefully wrapped in Mariage. Just one. But she exudes a gloss like a wet baldness in the morning dew.

The lady says the end of the dressing. The die looks back to see if it's short on tools.

The small vials of sunlight shining through the window may be one of the most different from the Hanazono period.

Die smiled back at his own king.

Well then, let's get started.

Mariage Mizwilli Delrigueiria.

She is known as the man who ruled the country well at the turning point of the Western continent and who has done everything in his power to bring about the convergence of chaos within the continent.

The queen said that her reign, which used ordinary people well and was flexible in a troubled world and solid in peacetime, also influenced the politics of future generations, which tended to seek heroes for politicians.

The name of the lesson that supported her is not in the history books.

However, in this land, which bears two names for the art of art, there is encouragement to those who have lost confidence by saying, Pour red.

It was said that it spread to the Queen's generation who kept the makeup artist beside him as a symbol of himself.

Carefully stretch the underlying emulsion and compensate for skin color unevenness with a yellowing powder.

Kneading powder is a liquid. It is very thin, and the excess sebum should be sucked out with a sponge. Lightly pat the delicate powder.

Mariage sighed.

"I'm hungry."

"Please bear with me until the luncheon." Please don't make me hungry. "

"Then I'll have to do something about it." Ugh, I don't want to think about doing the ceremony twice more. The next ceremony will be attended only by domestic nobles. I will definitely do that. "

"Will your husbands complain about it...?"

If you do the formula once, you'll see how troublesome this smell is.

Haha

No, I don't think we can invite people to a wedding in the first place.

"By the way, are you happy to marry Roddy?"

“Of course not, I can have a family too, right?”

"... did you say that to Roddy?"

Do I have to tell you?

"Please tell him..."

I feel sorry for Rodimus for taking care of the wedding so far. His hardships are forgiven.

"Please smile for Roddy. Also, between your eyebrows, the powder will accumulate in the wax. I'll stretch it out."

"...... I can't help it."

Mariage, who exhaled, smiled as she got used to it.

The ladies are giggling.

The die laughed as well.

Well then.

The next one is of color. Choose a clean variable color from the color plate.

Then I took the makeup brush in my hand.