The Queen’s Cosmetician

Die raises his voice to the dressed young and old who drum their tongues on wine and cooking.

"Come on, ladies and gentlemen, thank you for waiting!

When they stopped the cheer, they watched one girl sitting in a chair and a die standing beside her.

"Hair is gold. Skin is wheat. Eyes are tricky, tonsil."

When the die celebrates her appearance, the girl shudders herself. As I combed that hair with my fingers, Die declared.

"Now let's take a look at this lovely one as a luscious beauty."

Makeup, which is used as a sit-down at the beginning of an outing, is the work of a newly added die. Same as in Perfilia. Create and change the face of the person designated by the other party in the crowd as desired. It is not uncommon to say that little ugly women, old women, and boys should be made up beautifully. but this time a very normal, adorable looking girl had the role of getting makeup on from a die.

Die gently tied the girl's hair undisturbed and spread a powdered cloth on its chest. Then check the colored powder arranged on the table, the emulsion, and the tool. Touch the girl's cheeks to make sure they are smooth and apply emulsion towards the texture of the skin you want to make.

In the meantime, I keep telling the audience to get tired of it.

"The color that is generally reminiscent of luscious is purple. Speaking of purple, that's the color of a clan sunset. I didn't know a wilderness sunset would stain such a stunning purple...... Is it because it's a tough land pattern? You may suddenly wonder what you're talking about, but, well, listen. I also have land in my country that has nothing like this one. It's a white sandy wilderness where the white earth stretches, but the color of the sunset is more red..."

It's not like you can't resist being a spectacle.

The face of a woman should be hidden from all but those of her next of kin. It should be a glimpse in your darkness. There was an aversion to exposing it to the public.

Behind the face master in the first place. The exception to the Perfilia case is due to the fact that the lives of the mariages were at stake, and if the ancient familiar craftsmen of the flower streets knew that they were working in such a way, they would lighten the die if they contravened (originally) that path.

And.

Though it was often well received by women, the reaction of men who were far from cosmetic was one thin one. Few people sarcastically think that the Queen's side is a makeup impersonator from the front.

Still, I just have to.

A makeup artist carries the national seal.

To be scolded, to be ridiculed, even if it wasn't the best.

Right now, we have to do what we can.

Attract the color plate to determine the color to be poured into the girl's eyes. Decide blue. Blue as a treasure ball.

"This blue, it's actually made of scraped jewels produced in the clan. Beautiful, isn't it? I heard it was a Le Grois masterpiece... Oh really? Of the Virgin? Is that why you see her everywhere?"

Put the color into the eye buttocks in a long slice. The girl's black, long lashes look like a fan. Shape your eyebrows, next. Tickle up the girl's crotch with her fingers and pour beeswax on her lips.

The girl laughed.

Like a horrible, loud, inclined witch.

Alvina and Yuma were there when the die who finished his turn returned to the adjoining room prepared as a refrain with cosmetic tools.

"You're done with makeup, Die. Good luck."

"Good day, well."

Die smiled, relieving her nervousness at the smile directed at her by both of them.

"Alvey and Yuma are tired."

Both of you will continue on this journey.

Alvina is a regulator of surgical procedures inscribed on topical tools. The actual role is as an escort. Her magic is relied upon as a trump card when things happen. Fortunately, things have not yet happened that depend on her.

Yuma is one of the rare ones who has promised to accompany the Queen. I don't know if my liver stood still after the Perfilia incident, I'm not depressed while being cold with people on this trip, and they work with some care. He also walked around early in Lugrois on the assigned compartment in lieu of the reception hotel, networking with the officials on the other side. As a friend, it's hard.

Alvina, who was bent in front of the wall cupboard, stood up with a closed paperwork pinch by her side and looked back at the die that placed the cosmetic bag beside the round table.

"Die, did your makeup work?

"Yes. Beautifully done"

"So how did the customers react?

Die responded with a slight smile on Alvina as he walked over.

"Excellent."

"Oh, good for you!

"It's the power of Mayor Lugrois."

'Wow, wow!!

Die's makeup is over. No, Rayna raised her voice to admiration. The venue for the dinner party was exciting at once, and even the men who were frowning in the middle of makeup praised Die for his work. Die was pressured by an unexpected reaction and pulled up here to escape.

"Is that a talent? If the mayor takes a leg, that's all he'll be gorgeous? You mean incandescent..."

He laughs at everything and brightens up the place, swelling the story with a lofty gesture of gesture. Sometimes they use gaze and silence, even to manipulate the opponent's reaction. I can't ignore Rayna around me. Even if she wasn't the mayor, it would be the same.

"I don't know, Mr. Mayor."

"Right. Master Mariage is totally wielded.... Well, I think I'm feeling a little better."

She has been relieved of the atmosphere of Lugrova's hospitality, although Mariage was disappointingly captured by Raina from the beginning of the dinner party to show her the like and sadness of a veal to be sold. The master, who confirmed that the die was on the verge of exiting the venue, was welcoming Rayna's seemingly flanking old man. Much more lively considering my impatience until the other day.

"Is that it? Good for you."

"Yes. Speaking of which, Alvey..."

Die glanced at the paperwork pinch sandwiched beside Alvina. Engraved in silver lettering on the smooth leather of the tea. Alvina, it's a paperwork pinch with a surgical formula that can only be opened to the individual. She was enthusiastically writing something on the documents contained therein when the die opened the door to this room.

"Something to look into?

Alvina agrees lightly.

"Yeah, I am.... and then, run errands on the die"

"To me?

"Yeah. Yes this. Thank you for waiting."

Alvina removes the white wrap from the small bag that passes through the waist strap.

"With your pills!

Die stared half-eyed at the wrap that was a little on Alvina's palm.

It is a drug that Die also took when meeting with his adoptive mother. What Alvina is using magic to formulate for me. It can hurt their minds to say no every time they suggest it's a social place. Die relied on the medicine for discretion.

Receiving the wrap, Die bowed his head to Alvina.

"I'm always sorry. Thank you."

"No. But many times, don't drink too much"

"I know."

They say that Alvina-stamped medicines can have adverse physical and psychological effects if you take them frequently for something that is instant. One capsule per day. Don't talk about it day in and day out. I am strictly ordered to make those two points.

"Do you want to take that medicine right away? Better water than tea?

Yuma asks by stopping her hand from removing the dusty cloth from the tea tools on the round table. Right, Die nodded.

"We have to go back before Master Mariage has a seizure..."

Die interrupted the words to the sound of knocking on the door of the room. Alvina and Yuma look up at the door at the same time. The face that I lost so much and peeked from between the doors belonged to Assé.

"Die, Your Majesty was looking for you. Have you had enough breaks?

"Just rumor it... I'll go now, but just let me take my medicine.... Yuma, excuse me"

"I know. Yes, water."

Die received a high cup from Yuma and poured the medicine down his throat with water. I wanted to inspect my cosmetic tools lightly, but I had no choice. Gently brush the surface of your jacket with the brush Yuma continued to offer. While looking sideways at the appearance raised, adjust the collar and check for hair disturbances.

"Well, I'm coming"

"Huh. Good luck."

"Oh, Die, wait a minute"

"Yes?"

Yuma passes who is supposed to be the one who stopped and stopped next to the die who looked back. She put her hands on her hips as she stopped her legs in front of the assay.

"Dear Ass. What food do you dislike about Master Rodimus?

"... candied rice balls?

"Die, don't worry. Because this Ass is real."

Assé can't hide his bitter laughter from Yuma, who tells him sternly with a serious face. Next to the die, Alvina was shaking her shoulders in laughter in an untenable manner.

I also agreed with Yuma that the die was right, whilst it blew out.

Wave to Yuma and Alvina and go out into the hallway. He nodded heavily and walked out leading the die when he spoke to the assay closing the door.

"... does Yuma still care about what happened in Perfilia"

Assé's whining was more like solitary than inquiry. Die gently pulled his jaw on the affirmation.

"I'm telling you you don't have to worry about it."

In Perfilia, Die was taken away and detained by a young man dressed in magic by Yuma. That's never her downfall. But Yuma seemed to have a certain regret.

"I don't know how she feels. But I don't. I remember that time when I was about to lose my mind too"

Die looked at him as he walked with the diagonal back of Assé. The sides that live together in character and rigour are now sinister and distorted.

"... I have to keep my head down, too"

In Lugrois they are welcomed. But the same was true in Perfilia at first. I've never crossed the line without failing to be vigilant.

But Assé shook his neck loosely beside him.

"The die is fine as it is.... No, I have trouble staying defenseless. Die, stay focused on His Majesty. Because only a die can support His Majesty."

"... right"

He had come all the way to the hall where the dinner party was being held.

A brightly dressed man and woman enter and exit through an open door as if petals were zero. Once the die stopped and put one breath down. Although I have more chances of getting out of these places, I'm not used to it. I still think I'm the person on the back.

Assé smiled as she looked back at the die that drew her lips to the tension.

"I'll protect the die"

"Thank you, Ass"

Die acknowledged the mariage in the center of the venue.

Surrounded by the people of Lugrois, he covers his mouth with fans and laughs gracefully at his master.

Die turned to Assé and told him.

"But you must also focus on protecting Mariaj."

The reason Mariage dropped in to pick up the assay, not the small-time use, was probably because Mariage also had similar concerns as Yuma. Assé also came under the die because the Perfilia thing passed the back of his brain.

But what we should truly protect ourselves is the Queen.

When the die started walking, people split up on their hands and cleared the way. Mariage seems to have noticed the signs. She raises her face and puts the die in her eyes.

and, at the same time, Raina beside it saw the die again.

The girlfriend, tangled in the hem of her nightclub clothes, comes running.

"Die sama aaaaaaa!!

"Ugh, wow"

Die was about to be jeopardized by Raina, who hugged him. I can see Mariage fanning between her eyebrows looking tired over her shoulders.

"Le, Mayor Lugrois"

"Oh no, Master Die, call me Raina. I don't like tough calls, Rayna."

"Ah hey, then Lady Raina. Please call me out, too. And please let go..."

Because I'm also afraid of Mariage's eyes being held without my permission.

As the die pushed her shoulders back hard, Rayna moved away lightly. Zane, he groans, then spreads a glowing smile on his face.

"Hey, Die. Earlier makeup, it was really great...... Raina, I'm so impressed!

Rayna's cheeks were reddish and upbeat from excitement. Wow wow, I feel more than just a compliment, like her sneezing like a child. Die thanked her as she remembered the reflection.

"Oh, thank you......"

"No. It was really great. To be honest, I half-heartedly wondered what could be different from the makeup that the ladies and daughters do..."

Rayna confessed feeling sorry for her. I guess the reason she assigned a girl with no difficulty to Die's cosmetic opponent was also to shred the likelihood that the dinner party would flourish.

"But it was completely different. It was so much nicer than the samurai kids did! I can't believe you're changing like that and getting cleaner. Today's child will also be a lifelong memory. Besides, the story Die tells me was very interesting... It's amazing how you can wear makeup like that even though you have a National Chapter!

"It's not true, Lady Raina."

Mariage pinches her mouth with a gentle voice to Raina, who tells her thoughts with excitement.

"Die is originally an artisan specializing in makeup. You're not addicted to makeup while you're near me. I made a makeup artist" with a national chapter. "

Rayna blinks her long lashes with her eyes rounded like a plate.

"... you gave a national chapter to the person wearing makeup...?

Reactions like Raina are not uncommon. "Has the National Seal". side in the vicinity of the queen, who bestows a national seal on his jacket. A special position appointed by the Lord of the Nation. Die knows two other people besides him. Make him king brother of Perfilia, Chancellor, Ditrout Yerni. Fabian Barnier, lead diplomat at Doppelgum. If compared to them, Die's duties can be seen below.

Even in the country they whisper in the shadows. I wonder why he gave the national seal to those who can only make up. Even more so if you're out of the country.

But Rayna, you know, she just whined.

"Raina knows how Mariage feels. If you can get your makeup on like that, you're going to start the day feeling very good. Laina envies Lady Mariage."

Mariage stared pompously at Raina, who stunned her eyes and mouthed her envy. Die also weakened.

Rayna flashed herself out.

"That's right!

I rang my hand in front of my chest just to say that Raina had come up with a name.

"Hey, Master Mariage. I was wondering if you could lend Rayna a a little bit of the die?

"What?... a die?

"Yes!"

Raina makes fists in both hands and shivers her whole body in affirmation.

"I'd like to try Rayna on a die once too. Even for Raina's samurai children, I'm sure, you'll learn......!

Keep it up. Raina holds Mariage's hands tight and moisturizes her eyes hot.

"Please, Master Mariage"