The Queen’s Cosmetician

I missed Dadan's report that I saw the man.

Instead, I should say I intentionally hid it. It was myself who answered the question whether there was anything else. Die stopped his leg and put his hand on the window frame, inadvertently zeroing a deep sigh.

"Hey, are you sighing? Happy to run away."

If you look back in the mild laughing direction, your friend walks over in a relaxed foothold, shaking that long scarlet hair.

It was Alvina. The light-red hem of the coat she can wear makes a sagging and rubbing noise. It's a uniform for magicians who work in the castle. It suited her really well, coupled with Alvina's own mystical atmosphere.

"That's just great. I just stopped by Die's room."

"Were you running errands on me?

"Yes, yes. The lotion they used to make was ready. I thought I'd come and get it."

He stopped in front of the die and Alvina smiled with a grin.

About a month late after Die started working for the castle, she showed up as one of the court magicians. In Del Ligueiria, the castle recruits new talent at the same time as the queen takes office. Alvina responded to the public call. It's unclear where I've gotten the references from, but they were hired really well because of their strength. Working as a magician to make adjustments to the castle's ritual, she was currently moving her residence here as well to live.

"If you're busy, I'll take it to your room..."

"Oh, no, I'll go get it,"

Die waved down Alvina's offer.

"I'm just free until about evening. When is Alvey available?

"I'll be fine now. I just finished a depressing discussion. Why don't you join us for tea?

"I will!

Respond with two replies to a wish or fulfillment suggestion. When Alvina grinned satisfactorily, she just took the path to her own lab.

"Shall we then?"

The guard dropped in a report that he had found a man, and Mariage took a seat.

Through the office, into the hallway. A few shadows follow behind you. Where I walk, there will always be a woman and a civilian, and a soldier of escorts. Their presence brought to Mariage an early realization that they had sunny and queen, but it was also in the meantime that they were delighted that they soon became neglected.

Stop in front of the room where the first assay is provided. And he gave the guards instructions to open the door.

Widespread correspondence used by ministers to meet nobles and city leaders.

On a bench sitting in the center of it, the man sat bored.

With his carefree grey eyes turned to Mariage, he stood up with his head resting on me and thanking me for the joke.

"In a good mood, Your Majesty."

"Stop saying that little fool. Bug spit runs."

If they were to say it in a laugh-inclusive manner, it would be better to call it off.

The man shook his head for Christ's sake and dropped his hips on the bench.

"You're being rude!

Hand controlled a civilian frustrated by the man's lack of courtesy, and Mariage ordered all female officers to leave the room.

"Back off. Hurry up, have some tea. Assé's outside the room, too."

"I can't do that, Your Majesty."

The knight at the helm of the escort shows rejection with a hard look.

Mariage, who sighed with her hands on her hips, overlapped the words, okay.

"Back off. I won't hang the lock. If anything happens, you'll find out."

"It's too late for something to happen."

"What am I gonna do?

It was the Guest who pinched his voice, seeping frustration at the nonprogress venue.

"It's a good story to leave that knight behind, too. If you don't like it, just tie your wrist. Mostly, I don't know how you're going to ask the Queen about this. You're the one who called it in. What the hell are you doing to me?

"To listen to you. What else do you want?

"Talk about it? Didn't Die tell you that?

Mariage shook her head to the side.

"I got a letter from her."

That kid, whatever it is, is about Arishuel. I'm not a die.

Mariage looks back at the Asss before Dadan, who distorts his face, mentions the inconvenience.

"Go outside. Orders."

The woman had already taken her seat off. Civilians alternately compare the faces of Assé and Mariage and seem to be wondering what to do.

It was Assé who lost his roots. And he draweth his lips together, and exhaleth in his sight, and praiseth.

"Well, call me if you need anything."

"Yep."

Without waiting for the Asses to leave, Mariage dropped her hips in Dadan's opposite seat. Raise your voice with your eyes open to a door that you can't quite close.

Close it quickly.

Soldiers refraining at the entrance to the room were reprimanded and finally closed the door properly.

"... you're finally quiet"

In a sigh mix, Dadan groans.

"Right."

Mariage agreed with Dadan looking ahead.

Now finally, we can talk.

"What did you tell Die?

"It's about Aliga and that country over there. Recent developments with each other... and then there's the promise of rice."

Ariga. Arishuel's new name. It was also written in the letter. I'd like to ask you a few questions about her, but that's not what I need to ask you right now.

"Other than that."

Die's story had ended with Arishuel's case. But it was clear that she was laying low on another story.

Mostly, I'm angry that you think you can hide it through. It's time for her to realize that lies come to her face.

Say it.

Mariage pursues sharply.

"What did you talk about with Die?

The magicians are given a study that combines laboratories.

It was supposed to be quite large. There, it was filled with unknown varieties of specialties brought in by Alvina, such as tubes and vessels of glass, crystals trapped with flowers, and vials filled with liquids of toxic colour. There are even ornamental plants. The condition of the room where the person could feel signs was always comfortable for the die. It's not the same room as Die's, which has a reputation for being terribly cold because it doesn't have things.

"So, what was the cause of the sigh?

Alvina tilts her neck while placing tea tools side by side on the round table. Filling the room with a sweet scent, her handmade baked sweets awaited when they would be equally divided on a plate.

"Something wrong at work?

"No, that's not what I'm saying."

"Problems with makeup?

"No."

"People in the backtown are in trouble."

"But it's not."

"Like Maria injured a civilian."

"No, I haven't had that much eclampsia lately. Do you throw a lot of literature?"

"Yeah, yeah. Well, Maria's grown up, too."

Alvina nodded all right and contentedly and began pouring and brewing tea into a tea bowl.

"Well, there's one thing left."

The droplets ripple onto a soft red surface.

Alvina's face reflected there distorted into something neither tannic nor smiling.

"It's about Heath"

Die put his mouth on the tea offered.

"Why do you think it's about him?

"Something that I don't think is going to get any worse about my body right now. Then there's no one left to make Die look depressed?

around? and a friend asks mean questions. Die smiled back.

"Someone I know came to see today."

"Oh, I see."

"You know what?

"Yeah. Just talking. I had business and chatted with Yuma, so that's when."

Alvina encouraged the conversation to continue as she put a small knife blade in the baked confectionery.

"Go on?

"... the person who came to see me... is called Dadan. I guess Alvey's seen him before, too. He said he saw it.... I'm in Perfilia, look at him."

The cut confectionery is served on a small plate and served before the die.

"Is it really him?

"No doubt about it."

Before visiting Die, Dadan should probably be doing a full investigation in Perfilia. I wouldn't bother to come this far to say something unsupported with him.

"Heath looked fine in Perfilia?

"Come on? Dadan didn't say that much. It's just... it's about that guy, so, as always, you're about to die of overwork, aren't you?

Pu, and Alvina blew out small.

"... Alvey, why are you laughing there?

"Because if you say die, the way you say it to Heath is no different than it used to be. I work too much, 'cause I wish I could take care of my body a little more. I'm sorry, I'm not blaming you."

"... I know"

Hold hands together on the table. Slightly sweating. Staring at that, Die groaned.

"It's not like I was upset when I heard about him."

My heart was strangely calm.

That, on the contrary, wolfed the die himself.

"Because I knew that guy was alive in Perfilia. I'm not upset to hear that."

Because he told me otherwise. Returning to Perfilia. That's my country.

"I just can't tell Mariaj the story..."

That was the most depressing thing about the die.

In the part of Mariage as a minister, I can take it calmly when I hear that the man is now doing exactly the math of attacking and destroying this country.

But on the other hand, Die also felt that something different from himself was moving his body. And Die herself is crying round her knees behind it. Muddy. Stay wet. I'm crying hard.

The mole on his neck had disappeared. But every time it still rains, it hurts there.

The part of the girl who remains with an unhealing wound cries deep in the die and asks for him.

Poor Deanna. He said he had finally seen the eyes of the day, but after adopting his separation from the man, he was torn apart again.

Phew, and Die mocked herself. I know. The reason I wasn't informed of Dadan's report by Mariaj is because I try to shelter “him" - or I don't want to admit to the conflict - the part about this girl blocked my mouth.

"You can tell Maria again. It's okay."

Alvina put the spoon on the receptacle where she was spinning the tea.

Honey, and the crystal-clear sound of ceramics sounds.

"Die still likes Heath."

Die laughed.

The truth is, I want to be crying.

"Yep... unfortunately"

It's been six months.

It's only been six months.

I couldn't stop hating or forgetting.

Die's love began that rainy night, the moment he chose to separate himself from the man.

"I mean, the guy named Dietrout means Heath?

"Ah."

Dadan nodded as he breathed out the smoke.

"Perfilia's prime minister, who has never been on the table for the last three years or so. They say the shadow is thin, but if you follow the story and dig back a lot, we'll get out. Though I shouldn't stand out, the policies put out in the name of the Chancellor are clearly monstrous. The queen is also said to be bold and a masterpiece, but it is definitely her brother, Ditrout, who supports it."

"That's Heath? Not the wrong person?

"I'm here because I want it to be a mistake."

If Heath works at the Royal Castle in Del Ligueiria, he can make a joke about it as a difference.

But reality wasn't so gentle.

"You're not surprised, are you? Did you know I was in Perfilia?

Mariage returned silence to Dadan's inquiry, holding his overlapping hand hard on his lap.

"... you knew that? You and Die."

"Thanks for the info. How much do I owe you?

With a slight glare, Dadan answers instantly.

"I don't need it."

"But you're an informant, aren't you?

"That's right...... Nothing. I'm not here to sell this. I just wanted to know."

"What?

"What happened?"

"I'm not gonna answer that."

That night was top secret.

As far as Heath is concerned, an official announcement has been made: 'On the night of the Queen's election, the Mizweeri family was involved in some kind of raid, whose life and death are unknown'. It is also only against the very few who have had contact with him in the aristocratic class. It was at the very beginning of the circular that they lost interest in the absence of the youth who pushed Mariage to the Queen's throne, although they lined up various speculations, flushed by the busyness coming from the birth of the new Queen.

"... is that all you told Die?

"Ah."

"Well, I don't need it."

In response to the declaration of the end of the interview, Dadan rose loosely. I glance at the mariage and turn my heel back. The footsteps were frustrating and I didn't just say I wasted my time.

"... wait"

Even though it was vocal enough to whisper, it seems that Dadan picked up the stop to Mariage properly. His wide back, stopping, rises and falls wide into the sigh.

"The requirements are over, aren't they? What can I do for you?

"Let me tell you something, don't sniff around weird,"

Dadan looked back slowly, silently, turning back the way he walked. I take my arm and put it up. I look at Mariage's nose tip, and I say, okay.

"I'm not going to ask around if you're nagging me. Even I spare my life. But I'm just a little bit concerned with you guys. In about six months without me, the man who was your minister is disappearing. Nor is that just a minister. To make you queen, there's a man who's had every meal."

I don't remember telling Dadan what Heath's position was for the Mizwieri family. I guess I checked. Before I climbed the castle, I might have stopped by Mariage's raw house. Grab a servant and ask a couple of questions and you'll see.

"And in neighboring countries, a guy with the same face as that missing man, as the Queen's brother, stands with no eating face as the Chancellor"

You care, Dadan repeated.

"It hurts."

"I know it stinks."

"Then why?

"Your Majesty, what about you? The guy who worked crushed himself to make himself queen suddenly disappeared for no reason, and he did his prime minister in a neighboring country, and you don't care?

Mariage was silent. The time you've been staring at a man, it won't be that long. Sighs like tired and cuts out the story, his voice was calm.

"Hey Mariage... Heath's guy, you know why he got hurt?

"... Injury?

"Ariga... when Arishuel went missing. It was when I entered the back mountain of the castle. Heath's guy, he would have had a hand injury. Don't you remember?

It's about the day the tragedy of Arishel's lover being murdered by her father. In the wake of that incident, Mariage became the queen's most prominent candidate on her behalf. It was a long time ago, and I wasn't paying attention to Heath at Setouchi's whether or not Arishuel would be killed at that time.

I don't remember, Mariage planted it in her mouth, covering her mouth with a flashing sight.

"... remember... ru"

I remember.

In the woods. A red and black bandage wrapped around the hands of a man who looked careless from a fever. Die was always working on the injuries hidden behind it.

"That's right. He was injured."

Although the first aid had been completed, I heard that the wound had been opened after moving around.

But what the hell is that injury?

Dadan said with a bitter smile.

"Well, that's an injury I took shelter of the die."

"... Huh?

Mariage glanced at the unexpected answer.

"At that time, Rowen and I were setting up a trap to protect ourselves from assassins. At the moment of teasing, a dagger is ejected with the momentum of a bow and arrow. If it worked, it was a substitute for poking a flute of prey."

Dadan separates words there once, trying to show the momentum of the ejection, or letting him wave to throw the blade. The ripping sound of the air sounded slightly.

"But unlucky, the die caught on"

"... you sheltered it?

Dadan laughed and nodded, lowering his hand.

"Even if Heath had noticed before the trap was activated, there wouldn't be any reason to deliberately direct a die there, and most importantly, the trap itself, it's not a substitute for being able to pretend to shelter or anything. By accident, Heath himself could be fatally injured. It wasn't pretending or anything that sheltered the die, it must have been. A life-threatening situation is a vegetable situation. Human beings are the cutest of us all. No matter how close you pretend to be, if your life is in danger, it is you who first try to protect yourself. Because."

Heath sheltered the die.

If you're just using a die.

If it was just someone to betray.

I wouldn't have risked my life to protect it.

"When the trap was activated and I went to see who caught me, I was there with a man who tried to protect the woman in lieu of her life and a woman who didn't want to leave the man for an hour."

Dadan moves his gaze out the window. Mariage doesn't know what it means to narrow your eyes because you have learned to glare at the bitterness or simply the sunlight that plugs in.

"I don't think they were lovers or anything. Still, it would have been close. Regardless of his superficial attitude, it was obvious that Heath cared about the Die guy, and he believed the Heath guy, even if he was told it was for Die Mo."

"How can you say that if you've only seen it for a little while?"

It was beautiful.

For a moment, Mariage wondered if the man had gone crazy.

But Dadan was extremely serious and said quietly.

"When you have the experience of going around the world and getting rid of or deceiving people, you become quite eye-catching in the ugliness of people's minds. The way they were, they were beautiful. All sorts of things turned upside down, in a glass shattered room, and it was bloody."

Mariage silenced and bit off her lower lip. Dadan scratches the back of his head at random, just like he returned it to me.

"Oh... damn, that was unnecessary"

"I think I understand."

Dadan glances.

With his lid down, Mariage repeated.

"... I get it. That sort of thing."

I've seen two people shoulder to shoulder at the garden tip when I casually looked down at the window. Young people and girls laughing happily. Covertly in a place no one knew, they shared a warm time. Although that was only for a few moments, it also inspired Die to reclaim the gender he had lost and to review Mariage about a man named Heath.

It wouldn't have been lovers to each other. But it would have happened eventually.

Enough to make you think so, gentle sight.

My chest hurts.

It eventually distorted and eventually broke.

-... that's why I care, the man said.

"What the hell was that that divided their way of life?"