The Queen’s Cosmetician

Far away.

When she thinks of her country separated by the sea, she doesn't want to go back to all that she misses. Back then, I was a doll. The doll, who wanted to be a person, was forced to lose everything and get off the stage.

She doesn't hate it.

Now I just hope for happiness for people who live in places that will never tread dirt again.

"Oh, no more, it sucks"

Mariage, lying on her back on a long chair with a cotton-packed lumbar box and pillows, was full of stupidity with deep wrinkles carved between her eyebrows.

"I wonder why I'm walking so hard these days"

To her sighing with her breasts wide up and down, Die said.

"Lately, I've been honestly invited. Everyone says I'm helping you because you need to go ahead."

"I'm not walking away for someone else! I am!"

Mariage protests abusively slapping the back of the chair. On that clap, the hand that was on her cheek shifted, and the die accidentally became tannic.

"Dear Mariage, if it moves too much, it hits my finger in a weird place. Could you help me a little bit more?

"If you don't pinch your extra mouth, I'll keep you company."

Breaking the conversation with a rough nose, Mariage hands over her chest and closes her eyes. At the same time, the weight on my hands increased. Exhalation of the void leaks from the mariage.

Adjusting the position of her hands touching her cheeks, Die resumed her skin care.

Four or so Sabbaths have already passed since the Die's identity was known to Mariage, and the season is also shifting. Today was a long day off for Mariage, who increasingly went to sell her face to other houses. I am currently in the middle of careful care because I work my skin all the time with makeup.

Sit back with Mariage's chair in the position where her head comes, slowly rubbing her skin down as she peeks upside down. Slippery hands with plenty of scented emulsion. Slow movement according to the rate of breathing.

Are you feeling better, too. Gradually loosening the wrinkles between her eyebrows, Mariage had closed her eyes and let herself loose for the most part.

Peaceful time.

What broke the silence was the sound of a light knock on the door.

"Who?"

"It's Liveau."

Heath's voice returns from outside the door, depending on who Mariage is.

"Come in."

Mariage kept her eyes closed and granted permission to enter the room.

"Excuse me. I heard there was a die here, and I borrowed it... but I didn't think so."

Heath shrugs her shoulders to see how this one is doing, about to do an errand in front of the door. Looking at him getting himself ready to go, he's going out now.

"Hurry?"

Lifting his lid, Mariage glances at Heath. He nodded.

"Yes, because I have to get out now"

"An errand you can do here?

"I can. I just want to ask her to run some errands."

"Fine then. Why don't we talk?"

"Thank you"

Heath, who has thanked him for his acceptance and walked over with a single seal in his hand, stops by Mariage and this one. Raising his face with his hand touching his husband's cheek, Die asked.

"What's an errand?

"When I met with Alvina this afternoon, Titianna told me?

"Yes."

Die nodded in affirmation. Alvina contacted me through the charm stone I had been given beforehand and wanted to meet her for tea. I'm taking the afternoon off to meet her, and I plan to go down to the city with both buyouts.

"Then could you give her this seal? It's pretty late, but it's about the remuneration for my job the other day."

That's what Heath said. He gently put up the seal.

"I'll leave it on that round table over there."

"Okay.... Master Livort can still go out today."

"Yep. But I plan to be back in the evening. If you need anything from Alvina, come and report it."

"Okay."

"Best regards,... Oh, and then"

Heath narrows her eyes and chuckles fluffily at the die who twisted her neck wondering if she still had something to do.

"Take care, have fun"

I was followed and laughed back.

"Thank you"

Nodding one back at the die, Heath tightens her expression. He turned back to Mariage and politely offered a greeting for his exit.

"Thank you. Now if you'll excuse me."

"Oh, yeah..."

Quickly turning back his heel, he places a seal on the round table. And he broke his hips once even in front of the door and left the room.

Return to just the two of you and resume skin care.

"... hey"

Die blinked, looking up at this one with half an eye and moaning at Mariage.

"What's wrong?

"It's all right, isn't it? What is it? What the hell is that?

"Huh?"

Mariage's voice is pretty low. Die let his eyes swim at the grumpy sound of it.

"... erm, couldn't you go to the city in the afternoon?

"Bye, dude, dude! I've never seen Heath laugh like that before!!!

And Maryage shouts, pointing to the door.

Surprisingly, Die stopped and asked.

"... Really?

"Yes!! What is that disgusting!!!

"Disgusting?

"'Cause when you say how he laughed, it's like he always made fun of people, he's not laughing in the eyes, he just laughed!!!!

That's terrible.

Die skewed his mouth and defended him.

"Master Liveau will laugh quite like that. Wow, that's cute."

"How do I look at that place? I can't believe you're cute. You're the one who comes out with the expression! I mean, it's not! I'm telling you I've never seen you laugh like that!!

Bang, and slap the back of the chair, Mariage insists. Die looked up to the ceiling and conceived.

Heath has something spicy about Mariage. I guess that was because I tended to throw blame for being a queen candidate. But now she no longer does anything to turn down the invitation she receives unhindered. Even if it is not aggressive, it is certain that it is moving.

To the mariage bent over his mouth, Die nearly smiled.

"I don't think Master Liveaux will laugh at you like that because you haven't had a seizure lately, either, Mr. Mariage?

"... should I be stunned by the reluctance of your mouth? Or should I just pack it up?

I'm annoyed, and the groaning mariage reaches for the die. Oh, the moment I thought, the sound sounded proper, both cheeks sandwiched in her hand.

And for a while the die was to be sentenced to a chick-mouthed sentence and screamed.

"Hahaha!!!!

Alvina, who was poking her cheek wand in the opposite seat, gave a grand laugh when she finished hearing one act this morning.

In the afternoon, about a minute after meeting her at a coffee shop where she had been in before. I haven't spoken to a reunion in a long time. This is how Alvina reacts to a topic that began after she finished her Mizwieri family work, continued with one in the Gertrude family, and was last touched upon.

"Weird! Nah, that's so weird!

"... sorry Alvey. I have no idea what's so funny."

"It's okay. I don't know. But you're doing well. Good."

Wipe the tears in her fingertips, she says.

"Seems like the key owner needs it, and I thought it was okay, because that was what was happening with my inadvertent word"

"Sorry to bother you"

"Sounds like fun, more than anything."

When dull, it leaks a sneaky laugh and Alvina puts her mouth on tea. Die also took the sweets on the plate with a spoon and carried them to his mouth.

"I'm glad we're all the same when we find out it's a girl."

Die nodded to Alvina, who was sincerely pleased with Die's current situation.

"I was pretty worried, it was light there."

"Die hasn't changed at all."

"I, to tell the truth, didn't really feel like I was pretending to be a man or anything. I just didn't deny they were wrong. If I had been born to a man from the beginning, I would have thought a lot about it without tormenting my mother or bothering everyone in the flower district.... but it's still easy for you to take it the way it is"

As for gender, there was something about Mariage and Titianna that I thought was strange, and I knew you were a girl, so I cleaned up. Heath, who seemed more comfortable at first, was about as shocked.

Rather than gender, it was a pleasure for Die to accept herself as a florist-raised with a mother as a whore. I've never been humiliated, but if I try to be a nobleman, I can't help it if they think I was born dirty. Because even that Heath expressed disgust at the whorehouse when we first met.

"Speaking of which, how could Alvey not mistake me for a man?

Heath described this one so clearly as' he '. No matter how well you look at it, most of you can't get the gender of a die wrong at that point.

But Alvina seemed convinced that Die was a woman.

"I was really surprised when the underwear, the woman, that was mixed up in the change of clothes that you prepared for me in the bathroom, was served."

There's also a part of Alvina that wants to say something to her sensibility about getting dressed up to her underwear, but leaving that story aside, Die was most surprised that she didn't get the gender wrong.

"Um, yeah... if you're gonna keep a reason to yourself, I can tell you, huh?

Put your index finger on your mouth and Alvina will present the conditions.

"... is that why you don't want to say much?

"Yeah. You figured out Die was a girl because you used moves that didn't matter to me. I don't know, but there seems to be a lot less people available. Besides... Die himself may not feel good.... What do we do? Listen?"

Forced to make a choice, Die roared. I guess Alvina used some sort of magical trick. When that happens, I don't know if I can understand it even if I get an explanation. It is also disturbing to be cautioned that it is offensive. But it's also something I've always wondered...

"Mmm. It's okay. Tell me."

In the end, Die lost his curiosity.

"Okay."

Alvina accepts.

"I saw the inherent magic of the die."

"... what do you mean?

What do you mean, the magic that circulates inside something shaped like a plant or an organism is an inherent magic, but you saw it?

"Die knows the time, right?

"... are you saying it can be read from the demon?... but I can."

"With that. The demon particles have all sorts of information. Precisely, you remember. It records all the tens of millions of cotton histories since this world was created by God. Inherent magic in people is no exception. The intrinsic magic is handed down to the next generation by reproductive acts, remembering the life to death of the organism. Part of the inherent magic that Die's mother and father had is pouring in when Die was born to make Die. Gender also changes with the type of magic that poured in. If you inherited a demon that determines gender from your mother, a girl. Boy if it's from your father."

"... excuse me. It's too hard to know."

Alvina grinned bitterly at the die who claimed the professional story was incomprehensible.

"Right. Then I'll fold it for your request... I wonder if the inherent magic has a color. Girl colors. The color of the boy. I saw that. It's about age, too. For example, if it's a girl, it's a red color, right? But the first year I was born, it was reddish white. Light peach in the second year. Peachy in the third year. In the fourth year...... when it comes to getting darker and darker colors, is it easy to understand?

"Ha. In short, as you can see the time, you can tell by looking at the intrinsic magic of age and gender"

"Yes, yes. I do it with this kind of feeling, so it's hard to explain... By the way, you know exactly where you're from."

"Heh? Really?

Yeah, and Alvina shook her head vertically.

"It's a real mess, so I don't know which one you're from, for example, Delligeiria or neighboring Perfilia, but... whether you're from the West or the East"

"Heh. That's convenient."

"The old magician used this move to determine whether the royal bastard was really drawing the king's blood or not. If you observe magic even more carefully, you'll find out all sorts of things.... If I were a girl, I'd know if I was innocent."

To Alvina, who laughs like a prank and adds, Die convinced me, oh. Being able to extract detailed information from the demons means that the secrets we hide will be lost. So I guess Alvina has advised me that it might offend this one.

"Don't worry, I'm closing my eyes so I don't usually see that much"

An eye here is a move to see the inner magic.

Die smiled.

"It's okay. Thank you.... did you also find out that my body is not old, with that move?

"Yes. Because the magic that grows the body didn't seem to work well, oh this, I thought. I'm sorry. Did I make you feel bad?

Die shook his neck to the side of Alvina, gazing at this complexion. I couldn't help but ask. It would be a doomsday story to spook her here.

"Good."

Alvina smiled in relief, adding a puppy and squared sugar to the newly re-poured tea. You didn't want to drag this story too far, she's changing the subject.

"... oh, now I want to make some tea with Heath too. I want to know what's going on with him."

"Oh, because I seem really busy.... but"

I remember him when he sent himself out to have fun and Die laughed.

"Heath would be happy if Alvey said so."

Once the electorate is over, the load on his shoulder will also drop a little. At that time, the three of us would like to surround the same table.

Alvina has closed her eyes properly and looked back at this one. To her repeatedly blinking, Die tilts his neck.

"Alvey?... What's wrong?

"... yeah"

Hehe, he laughed, Alvina said.

"I don't know. Yeah. Nice. I haven't had anything to do with this in a while, so hey, you're gonna have fun in Russia."

"... what is it?

Ugh, Alvina keeps laughing really creepy. To a die who turns a frigid eye, she claims to be nothing.

"Yeah. Heath said you were nice to Die from the start."

"Heath was a sweet man from the beginning, wasn't she?

"Yeah, I know"

Die shrugged his shoulders and flattened the rest of the sweets. Along with the chilled tea, sip down the mood without hesitation.

"Die, don't worry about your body."

Alvina, who was carrying tea into her mouth just like a die, said, placing an empty tea bowl on a plate.

"I'm sure your hands and feet will stretch soon and you'll be beautiful."

I can't really see the conversation connection.

I feel like my body is going to grow and be beautiful.

Anyway, Alvina's remarks must be based on the magic of the die. With pale expectations that growth might also begin soon, Die nodded back to her.

"Thank you"

"No.... did you eat them all? Shall we go then?"

Take a seat and Alvina puts her jacket on her arm. Die also raised his hips from the chair. The two of us are headed to Miguel's.

Pay the price and go to the street. It's the same crowd of people, so I proceeded through a shopping mall one off the street. It doesn't change the fact that we're in this together, but we don't have to scratch people out, so we can afford a stroll.

"Die!"

Die, who was walking down the street with Alvina in a cheery conversation, stopped at a call that sounded abruptly.

My stretched hand grabs my shoulder abusively.

Die accidentally breathed in the pain of his bones.