The Queen’s Cosmetician

Dies left the store before sunset when they got busy preparing to open. A carriage is used for round-trip visits to the Noble Town for examination. It's a simple four-person boxcarriage.

As he left himself to the vibration of the carriage, Die, who was rebelling his conversation with Geeg in his chest, asked Ass, who sat across the slope.

"Ass, how do you people of nobility hang out with merchants?

The assay looking out the window turns back to the die.

"What do you mean?

"Huh... Is it a house or an individual contracting with a merchant, or something? How deep is the relationship, or..."

The Mizwieri family has an exclusive merchant. However, his relationship with the Mariage individual is rare. I'm putting together an order on her behalf for what the deacon and samurai heads need.

Assé put his arms together and showed him the sleigh he envisioned.

"... it will vary from house to house, but me and Rodimus individually have a dedicated merchant. But as a chamber of commerce, it will be the same. It's a chamber of commerce contracted with the Dorji family."

Dorji is the home of Rodimus and Assé's mother, Elaine, the previous queen.

Assay continues the explanation.

"Every house has an ancient dating chamber of commerce, with merchants who belong there exclusively. The depth of our relationship... right. Thin nowhere, I guess. I can't order anything around me unless I'm a trusted merchant. I was rather surprised that His Majesty was too obsessed with merchants"

Mariage costumes are decided by the woman in charge. The samurai had decided during the Mizwilli period. Likes and dislikes are clearly spoken, but I'm not annoyed by my tastes. Let it sound familiar, but it is finally a round throw.

"Are you listening to the merchants?

"Whatever. They're the ones who're going to be buying information about what's going to be fashionable.... Speaking of which, makeup was the subject of discussion even during the Queen's race..."

"Heh, you're right"

"Don't say it like any other HR. I guess it was about your makeup, wasn't it?

"Oh. Speaking of which, are we talking, like they said?

At the time, it seems that Mariage's invitation increased, albeit uncommonly.

Favourable, and whose voice did you say it was?

Seeing the die with Assé's scowling face.

"... you're insensitive to your reputation"

"Yep. Well, you must be in trouble right now."

Assé hurries to pay tribute to the self-admonished Die's words.

"Oh, I'm sorry. That's not what I meant."

"I know. Helpful. Thank you."

Die smiled at Assé.

You don't need him to get sick. Die himself is bad.

Die had to worry more about his reputation. I had to hit my hand to get a good reputation.

Because Die's fame is directly linked to Mariage's.

Do not take Mariage as the queen who gave the national seal to incompetence.

"... I want to ask you something, too, okay?

"Go ahead. What is it?

It is rare to be questioned by the assay. He usually finds out and solves his own questions. He was also more familiar with the arrangements for the carriage to be used to travel to and from the back town than the die knew.

Assay severely distorts his stern face.

"... your friends know Sir Yerni."

"Yerni"

"It's Ditrout Yerni."

An unexpected name.

My breath stops.

To the die who stared back, Assé said with a broken tooth.

"He was the main proxy for the Mizwieri family...... and I hear"

"... Yes"

Die took the lead.

I couldn't spin any more words.

- When I left Asma's whorehouse.

"... Speaking of which, how is that beautiful brother?

"Beautiful brother?

It's Heath.

To the name Miguel spoke of, Die felt his body freeze.

Who is it?

"You're from Die's office. huge dude, colored man '

"Ho ho? How dare you talk about another man in front of me, Miguel? '

'Don't mess with me there. Rent a proper room, both of you.'

Die replied to Miguel's question again, pleading not to replace Asma's study with Affordable Accommodation.

"I'm keeping you busy."

I'm not lying. That man should be working in government in Perfilia by now.

Well, Miguel smiled.

'I hope you say hello. We and this store compensated a lot.... you two should come back and see me again.'

Die opens his mouth in retrospect of his conversation with Miguel.

"Who is he..."

Thirsty and sticky.

Die swallowed his spit.

"There were times when we went down to the city together."

Well, I nodded at the hammering assay, and Die broke off the conversation.

Shift your gaze to the view outside the flow and close your eyelids.

Who is that guy -... got in a carriage like this and went down to the city.

There was such a gentle time.

The memories are still vivid.

In the carriage, a serious look at following the letter of the paperwork. The auxiliary hand offered when returning to the Mizweeri mansion and getting off the carriage. Wide back walking out of the entrance hall in an attitude. Secondly, he stops and looks back, giving instructions to the die with a voice that is low but familiar to his ears - …….

"Deanna"

"Die."

I grabbed Titianna, who picked me up to the hall, and Assé, who was exchanging two or three words, called the die.

Die stood back in reality and smiled bitterly.

My chest doesn't hurt. Because such a time has passed.

Everything in those days is as far away as the other side that separated the thin ice.

Yes, to the corresponding die, Assé goes on to say.

"His Majesty says he's still in his living room. Shall we keep going?

"No, once I get back to my room and get dressed. I think the smell of the town has shifted considerably..."

The whorehouse in particular is burning frankincense strongly. It is different from the incense of the nobleman's wrapped kind. I don't want to walk around like this.

"Right. Let's get dressed, too."

"Then we will have hot water for you"

Titianna offers Assé something unusual and polite. Please, and Die followed Titianna as she thanked him and left the scene.

"What's wrong?

Titianna asked in a voice at the die lined up next door.

"If it's just the two of you, you can always use the same tone."

"Oh, you can't do that."

Titianna frowned and whispered.

"If I don't be you, Mr. Huntingdon will piss me off"

"Still tough, Mr. Huntingdon."

"Really. But fine. Mariagility… and, Your Majesty, but suddenly feeling better after returning. Reese is pathetic, though."

I hear Reese, who takes over the samurai-headed business, is headached by a fine novel from Laura.

"Good job, Reese. Oh, I'll carry my share of the water myself."

"Um, I really can't, but let's be sweet. Thanks.... I mean, Die told me I should have a room in the main building, too, and I'm glad I said no?

"It's okay. It's cramped when you have a room here."

Enough in the servant building room. Titianna laughed furiously at Die's claim, and immediately, exhaled a grand sigh into the ceiling.

"Oh, I'm nervous about taking hot water. Die, why don't you come with me?

"To Ass's? You can come with me...... why are you nervous?

"Because you are the prince of my predecessors!? I don't care if you're crude or just like me!

"Prince...... Oh, yeah, right. Prince. Prince. It's okay. Because Assé is a little confused and doesn't bother me like Mr. Huntingdon."

I'm helping, too, and Die tenses his chest.

Titianna looked at me with a frightened eye for some reason.

"... I've been thinking about it for a long time, isn't Die amazing...?

The amazing thing about it and the things they did unfortunately didn't teach me.

When she arrived in the supply room, Titianna said with a face she gave up.

"I'll go alone..."

"Are you all right?

"Fine. Good luck"

Finish pumping water while chatting. And as the two of us walked to the servant building with a water bottle, in front of the door leaving the main building, Die pointed out the unfamiliar face that looked like the corner of the hallway.

"Is that a customer?

A magnificent woman is letting her youngest carry a big leather bag.

"Is that... an instrument, is it?

Titianna nods at Die's inquiry.

"You were called because Master Mariage would practice leaping. See, when the next Sabbath dawns, tea parties and dinner parties are on the horizon."

"What, are you going to be so neat?

Let's hold various meetings at the Mizwilli family to fill the sense of distance from the nobles. I know Rodimus said that and was getting ready. but I haven't heard it packs that far.

"Schedule, haven't you gotten it yet? I'm as busy as I miss it. Maybe more than then."

"As soon as I got back here, I was out..."

Die was ready for the blackness of the schedule he had yet to see.

But it might be convenient.

Break up with Titianna and go back to your room. I unpacked and organised the load the men brought in from the carriage and took off my clothes.

Wipe your body with water. Or your face will appear.

I don't smell sex, and I happen to be told, a face similar to my mother's, neutral.

Die looked at his face for a while, but as he finished dressing quickly after the demon's time to tell him, he hurried to Mariage's bedroom with his makeup bag.

There were mariages and rodimus sitting across the round table in the room, and assays ahead of the die. Assé, who is dressed in the same way as Die, is upright by the door as if he had always been there.

Die slipped through the door, grinned at him, and then walked over to the mariages.

"I'm back now"

"Welcome back, Die"

Only Rodimus sitting opposite Mariage reacts to Die's greeting. Sinking into the bench, Mariage did not leave the paper like a report slightly moving, staring at it.

"Die, look"

Mariage slaps the paper on the chest of the die.

"Here's what you did with Rodimus! There will be limits to things!

"... Wow, Queen's race and a really good battle"

What was pushed from Mariage is a ten-day schedule from the next Sabbath. As Titianna predicted. No, more than that. There is no margin on the paper.

"Stop sneaking around with Rodimus anymore. Let me through. Always!"

"My Lord Chancellor. Think of the limits."

"What's wrong with me..."

"I don't mind Master Mariage, but everyone in Mizweeri must be in trouble, right?

Socialize with voices from the Mariage side. I invite more than I do when I run for queen. The servants in charge die of overwork.

"Oh, that was a blind spot."

I was losing my mind, and Assé looks sinister.

"I guess I'll increase the number of people I call from the castle a little bit"

"Please. We've been going through a lot of procedures, so we need to make sure that things don't go wrong."

This tea party or dinner party is scheduled exclusively for Rodimus. That's what we can do because it's a relationship between Mariage and Rodimus who can slap each other lightly.

Mariage slapped Die in the arm.

"Hey Die. What do you mean, I'm okay?"

"The challenge now would be to facilitate national politics, wouldn't it? Your Majesty wants you to do your best to solve the problem."

Mariage today is a distance between the nobles and the clerks. Rodimus says the relationship with the former can be improved depending on socialization. I just have to ask Mariage to struggle.

Die himself, if he doesn't move.

"So, I have a favor to ask His Majesty and His Eminence for while I'm busy."

"... it's creepy when a die gets awed"

"Oh, you've never had an opinion before, Rodimus"

"That's a hideous thing to say. Well, that's good.... Actually, I'm trying to change Mariage's cosmetics."

Mariage snaps her neck in surprise at Die's words.

"You said you might change it because Alvina's not here. You picked up the spare, didn't you? Was it good?

"No, what Alvey made seems better, but it's not..."

Die squeezes his head and explains so that the meaning correctly passes to the Rodimas.

"Thirteen senior aristocrats, including Mizweeri. I'm going to buy something nice from the merchants that each house has."

There are many types of cosmetics. Purchase at least one, and in some cases more than one, from each house exclusively.

"So, if you can afford a tea party, dinner party, or time, I'd like to have a quality review. I want you to see the people you invite so that they can bring in the dedicated merchants."

Rodimus shrugged his jaw.

"... that's pretty steep. I don't think that's what you can do with Mizweeri, though?

"This is not a rush. The review itself can be after you return to the castle or the next time you socialize. Merchants will also need time to prepare their products."

"Well, they would if they told me to align them today and tomorrow.... So? Any sincerity in suddenly mentioning that? I guess there's something there, huh?

Die saw the assay. He ran nervous on his face when he and Die suddenly met each other.

If there is a shortage in the explanation of the die, I would like him to supplement it.

"The acquaintance I've met today is the one who binds the tannery... he was saying. The merchant said it was better to keep him on his side."

Mariage, Die, Rodimus, Asse, and Rudia.

The most endangered of the faces centered on the Queen, the man who has not gained understanding from his surroundings is Die himself. Rather, it discredits Mariage's reputation.

Everything that Die told the Queen of Doppelgum is what everyone thinks inside Delligeria.

"I'm refreshed about the political orientation, so it's going to be hard to get into all of the civilian people. Even if you invest in socializing with the aristocrats, a few of them may be allies, but I think most of them end up inside the fan."

Die is not noble. I don't have a raw house to back off. That is also one of the reasons why the Die cannot establish its status in the Royal Castle.

So.

If you want to attack, the merchants.

"The merchants will also see birth and growth, but I think it's the most damaging. I am… a" National Seal Holder ", given a letter from Her Majesty the Queen. The items I use for Her Majesty the Queen. And it's a consumable, so it's not transient. If you can even sign a contract, you're a customer because you can expect a much continued profit. More importantly, I might introduce another to His Majesty to hanging up something of cosmetics.... you wouldn't say such a thing, inside or out, would you?

They do not invade the golden eggs that produce enormous profits, the fools that are limited.

"I will use them to manipulate my impressions of nobility"

"... I see"

Rodimus puts his arms together and pushes him into the die.

"Really, can you? Using the merchants to make the nobles recognize you"

"I will."

Die affirmed.

I learn the feeling of sweating inside my gripped hand. Die wetted his dry throat with spit and declared to Rodimus.

"I am -... a makeup artist who gave Mariage Mizwieri Delligeiria the national seal. If the merchants are to be held by senior nobles, they must have an eye for craftsmen. I'm my job, and I make them admit it. That, to them."

Let the nobles, who are good at it from the beginning, tell it.

When the die connects them to Mariage.

If the die likes the products proposed by the merchants, that will be the honor of the nobles who introduced them.

"... and I was wondering if I could get a lot of information on the aristocratic side if I could make a deep connection with the merchants"

Rodimus smiled.

"... I think that's a good idea. Let's work together."

He blinks one eye and throws his gaze at the queen.

"If His Majesty's permission is granted."

Die looked back at her.

Mariage says, poking her cheekstick at her whim.

"I'll take care of it. Do as you please."

Die exhaled in relief.

"Thank you......"

"Die, let's boil it down tomorrow for more information. It's time for me to leave.... Your Majesty too! It's time for dance practice."

Rodimus swings his fingertips gently towards the entrance and exit. Soon Mabel, a samurai, stood in front of the door to pick up Mariage.

"Do I have to dance...?

"There won't be many opportunities, but it's not like there isn't. If you stop stepping on my feet, you can shorten your practice time."

"I didn't mean to step on it. It's settled."

"No, you're treading wrong once every three times..."

Die accidentally pointed it out. Mariage was not good at dancing anyway, and had a hard time when she was running for queen.

"Oh, wait, Roddy. I need another favor."

Die hastily stopped Roddy from getting up from the chair.

"Um, I'd like you to put on a dance teacher too... men's and women's sides, if possible, so that we can dance both"

It's a short time for Die to accompany the queen at dinner parties, etc. Mariage's opponent of the dance was served by Rodimus, and there was no problem with the die not being able to dance.

But you can't do that.

If you truly claim to be near the Queen.

"Not just on the man side, but on the woman's side?... Do you dress like a woman?

Mariage questions suspiciously. Die took the lead.

"I think it's always the same... Look, I, I would be mistaken by a man frequently. Usually if you let it go as it is now and you sneak into a woman's appearance, won't you be treated as someone else?

Even “the man” could not immediately recognize the die for the fold “dressed as a woman” at the Gertrude family dinner party.

"Then... I thought people might be able to talk to me differently."

It's not just about collecting information. It is important to have the technique of manipulating impressions even when someone attacks you and runs away, for example.

As Dadan, the informant, did when he changed his hair color and stirred up his chase when he saved a die imprisoned in the Royal Perfilia Castle.

"Hmm. I see.... Then you'll also need a teacher of poetry"

Rodimus reticed for a while, then raised his face and looked at Mariage.

"... Your Majesty, I'll make a list of subjects I might need for a die, so find a teacher for you."

Mariage stares lightly at the spearhead of the story.

"Me?

"'Cause the die would be yours, wouldn't it? You take care of it. [M]... This is homework. Finding a good teacher for the die because you can ask or order someone from Mizweeri. Are you sure? Sire."

Mariage stares at the die.

That was a tremendous phase.

Die pointed between his eyebrows and advanced to Mariage.

"Dear Mariage, you will accumulate color powder on the crease between your eyebrows."

"Whose fault do you think it is!?

Mariage screams.

"Keep your head down when you say hello! You idiot!