The Queen’s Cosmetician

Sweet and sour notes of flowers and fruit fill the bathroom.

White and sumptuous in hot air, a wooden tub. I've never seen a die look at that in candy. It seems to be imported from the eastern continent. You think the water is harder to cool than the ceramic ones? It's the finesse of that man who bothered to arrange a bathtub for long water. Should I be frightened or laughed at? If you're happy, it's Zeno's valve.

"I didn't know Dita was so devoted to women, I was."

And DiTrout was staring cold at the man who leaked with laughter. This is how he gets stuck with his friends, too, and I was very impressed.

The voice of a woman official recalls the die that was delayed in her recollection to reality.

"Go ahead, you're ready"

"... uh, I'm really fine by myself"

"You can't just hit the water and fall."

"It's enough to stand beside you...?

"Don't let the Chancellor offend you. We need support."

Die glanced at the cage held by the old woman. Inside it is packed with a set of tools to start fragrance oil and brush the skin. Who do you plan to use it for? Myself.

The Chancellor finishes the bulk of the tribute on his own. The bored ladies with him were getting daughters, or dies, around the age they could take care of, and shaking like children given toys. Give them my regards appropriately, put aside and offend the man who went to work in his chest. Push trouble on one.

Well, the women don't screw up the die either. Whatever, sick. My doctor just gave me permission to take a bath.

Oh, man, and Die gave up, teased her thin hem, and stepped into the tub.

The more temperature-regulated water warms the body from its foothold. The water is scattered with dried fruit and flower petals. It is a medicinal product that will smooth and fragrance the skin.

When the die calms down, the samurai tips the water bottle and contacts the water. As the water level rose, heat swept through every corner of the body.

During the Continental Conference journey, he remained to wipe his body because of water restrictions. When will it really be the first time, such as a relaxing dip in the water? Exhaling deeply, guilt stabbed him in the chest.

Mariage said he was chased by the throne.

She dazzled herself from the royal castle. The year is about to dawn without knowing where it is.

I just want you to be hissing in a safe place. Even so, you should be forced to live a cramped life. On the other hand, I have days like this where I can be serious but not free - even if my body doesn't get what I think it is, but it was a late force majeure.

Rin, and the bell rang, and Die raised his gaze. Rusty was peeking into Die's face worryingly.

"Excuse me, I'm a little uncomfortable because I'm soaked in hot water for the first time. It's all right now. Just the right amount of hot water."

This unspoken samurai is observing the die crumbly, partly because it was attached from the moment she was in a coma, and does not miss the slight floating. Rusty, who was listening to Die's defense, eventually loosened his expression and nodded, holding the empty water bottle back.

Her skin peeks through the clapped cuffs.

There were ugly, rotten marks on her arm.

(... what a scratch)

Rusty isn't the only one. There were some scratches on the skin of the women newly attached to the die. Some were seen with traces drawn to their faces, and the thin cloth they wore seemed to play a role in hiding the unhealing wounds rather than merely decorating them.

"Dear Cynthia"

Die returns to me in response to a woman's call. In increasing the number of caregivers, it's a pseudonym given to the die. It is the name most commonly found in women and it is difficult to be traced to their identity.

A woman offers a palm of perfumed oil to a die. Then, in the meaning of the glittering smile, Die pulled the end of his mouth and put his own arm on the woman's hand.

If this is also a study for any of it - I couldn't even cover myself with guilt.

Ditrout always asks freely about the day, approximating Die's own annoyance.

"How was your first hot bath in a long time?

"I'm annoyed..."

Of course, I am certain that my body was relaxed by soaking it in water. The women who were breathing were also modest in brushing their skin, considering the strength of the die. In short, it is tiresome. I am not used to being touched by others, not even for training purposes. After all, I am the person to do it.

"What else do you have in the bath?

"I was asleep. And then I took a walk, and I... borrowed the book, and it was all over. Thank you."

"Okay. It seems to be recovering. More importantly. Let's get something ready for next time."

Ditrout conceives as he finishes dressing. Die said modestly, you know, and hope.

"Proceedings of the Continental Conference, I'd like to read them"

Ditrout sees the die. My pale eyes looked nasty. The die stepped on with shriveled feet. What? I'm not asking you to give me Perfilia's classified book. The minutes of the Continental Conference are official documents that Die has also already looked through. I just want you to show it to me for past revelations.

- Publish official documents to a vague woman. If you ask me if there is a problem with that, there will be a lot.

Ditrout gives Die a hand to lead the way.

"Something about reading letters that makes you feel bad?

"To be honest, I'm prone to tiredness, so at once. But I don't want to throw up anymore."

"That's good"

Sometimes my health stabilized, and when I borrowed the book in my spare time, my eyes turned to the letters and vomited. That was the first time I knew what DiTrout meant when he prepared around pictures, collections, and illustrations. I read it through, and I was convinced that even if I moved to letters only, I made a request this time.

Pull the hand the die put on it, Ditrout tells him.

"Think about it.... How are your feet doing when you take a walk?

"Hurry up and it hurts, but if you slow down, I don't think there's a problem so far"

"If you can't do it, you'll be fully healed, so the more"

"I know, I know."

It's impossible even if you want to force it. There are only a few compartments where the die was allowed to walk. Just go around in it, and the sleeper will attack you.

I have a slight aversion to my physical condition. But I won't let dissatisfaction leak when I hear the doctor's words.

Apparently, I was really knocking on the door of the land of Maboba. It seems a miracle that he is recovering without sequelae.

Return to your living room with Ditrout. The long table had been checked for evening meals. Ditrout returned late, so he told the person at the time that he could eat first, but Die tried to wait as long as possible. Eating alone doesn't taste good, and his methods are sophisticated and he learns just by visiting.

Waiting for the Dies to take their seats, the service begins. Noodles and boiled warm vegetables. Stewed chicken. Spices are understated.

Ditrout lowers the waiter. Rusty is the only person left.

Ask as Ditrout cut the vegetables apart.

"What do you want to do by reading the minutes?

"It's a review.... Unlike you, politics is not the job, so it's hard to forget what it's like."

I am a rooted artisan. It was the first time I had stepped into the world of politics when I started to put myself beside Mariage. Political sensations are only acquired when you are in the field. One minute. Something doesn't change dramatically when I look back, but it makes sense in terms of re-learning information from the past.

"Your king remains missing."

"... you want to say it's a wasted effort?

"No way. I praise you for being positive"

"Seems so. Any movement over there?

"There isn't. Nothing."

Nor does a new queen stand.

He's in trouble as Chancellor Perfilia.

"If we stay like this, we'll make our soldiers cross the border for nothing. I want to make progress, and so do I."

"What are the moves of the queen candidates? Don't you?

"None."

"So where and what are those people doing now?

Ditrout stops the hand relaxing the meat with a spoon.

Die pursued the vegetables together on a plate.

"If the queen is also absent, the queen candidate fills that hole. That's the decision. If the queen leaves the throne, she will be able to make up her reasons for fleeing and put her candidacy on that throne. There are three of them. What are they doing?

"That's what I want to know, too."

And, and pressed the spoon against the plate, Ditrout sighed.

"You, do you know Lilith Carsung?

"... is this the sister of Lady Melia Carsung?

"Have we met?

"Yes, but"

I was called to several tea parties hosted by her this year during the social season. She also coaches her maids on makeup.

"Was she with her sister?

"... no"

What is Ditrout trying to explore?

Die divides information into what should be kept secret in his head and what may be disclosed depending on the conditions.

"Is there a connection between why the candidates don't move and Master Lilith's case?

"How could you do that?

"Fluently of talk. If you can give me the information you're grasping about the candidates, I'll tell you about Master Lilith, too?

"Just knowing what's going on in a country with no movement doesn't mean you can do anything"

"Right. Still, it can be a judgment material to think about how you're going to behave."

To be honest, I'm simply hungry for information.

All those who are attached to the perimeter of the die have strong mouths. Or they haven't been informed of anything in the first place.

I want to know anything you can find out about the current situation in Del Ligueiria.

Ditrout puts the key down.

"Please tell me shortly who you were with when you met Lilith. In exchange, I'll tell you all I know about the current status of the Queen's candidates."

"... okay"

The deal was closed.

DiTrout asks Rusty for some booze support to get rid of him. The mark standing guard closes the door and the Soundproofing magic restarts.

"At present, the location of the queen's candidates is as unknown as Mariage"

"... three, all, is it?

Die groaned with dismay at the disclosed information.

Ditrout takes the lead.

"They've all been kidnapped in pieces."

"When?

"It's before and after the tartarza thing. Looks like the body won't even go up."

"... you mean you haven't found one clue? Isn't it almost the moon! What did everyone say?"

"After I did the math to kick Mariage off. Each of you seems to be unable to publicly announce that your own candidate has disappeared."

I can't block my empty mouth.

Karsun, Bethleim, and Whistlewism. Thinking of the face of the head of the three houses, Die suffered a headache.

"It's not about working together. Is that what this is about?

"Yep. Every house is scattered, isn't it? I haven't even been able to give good instructions to the nobles under my umbrella. This would be one of the reasons why the current situation in Del Ligueiria is rigid.... on behalf of the three missing, my daughter, Lilith, is standing as the queen's candidate."

Die frowned in doubt.

"Changes to the candidate should be approved by the senior nobles. I don't think Lilith can be a candidate in a situation where the Merriams' case is covered up."

"Your answer. Candidates for the Karsun family remain listed in Merriam's name. And yet Lilith is acting like a candidate."

"He wants information to explore the shield behind it."

"I have an idea, but I want to know when it started moving."

Ditrout takes up the high cup. The throat of a man who drinks up water rings.

The information from him seems to be separate.

Die excepted the empty plates.

"It's social season that I met with Master Lilith. Merriam-sama had already come to the territory in those days. Not in this season's social season"

"Why is that?

"It's to learn territorial management. There are no boys in the Kersung family, so I was not surprised that they were invested in education."

"... If you're going to be a parent, you should put out Merriam during the precious social season. Failure to do so would have meant that from that period onwards we were planning to push Lilith as Karsun already.... Have you met the Karsun family person?

"I met our master and his wife."

"Anything else? Did Karsun ever introduce you to anyone?

Die flipped his memory. The die, who sought a handout to support the mariage, has been introduced to various human beings. Whether or not there is a notable presence in it.

names of nobles and merchants in turn. Michaela, Hetze Walmart, Diane Rosso......

Reginald Ablechaser.

Only against the last name mentioned, DiTrout sharpened his eyesight.

"... who Reginald wanted to know about you?

"Yes."

I heard you were from the Church of Virgin Mary.

"That was originally a Perfilia person.... You were in Marlen, weren't you? Do you remember Chamberlain's name?

"... were you the previous owner of Marlen?

"The real last name of Reginald is Chamberlain. That was a steep vanguard in Perfilia who was opposed to the introduction of technology independent of the queen's witchcraft. zealous Virgin faithful, escaped our pursuit and relied on the Church to exile to Scanavian territory, Jr."

I guess Ditrout sees the man as the mastermind of this commotion in Del Ligueiria.

From the information, Reginald is pushing Lilia through Karsun to the new queen.

But for what, to infiltrate Delligeria, to have a queen, etc...

Think that far. Die saw Ditrout.

"Are you and... are you familiar?

Die took into account the presence of the mark and avoided speaking in detail.

Still, DiTrout seemed to creep away the meaning of the statement without differing.

Ditrout does not answer the question. Taking silence as an affirmation, Die laid his eyes down.

The repeated proposition from a distant thunderstorm night is now raised once in the chest.

Why did this man crave a queen in Del Ligueiria?

At the end of the meal, few words, the two of us enter the bedroom. I've never had a glossy color. Really, we just sleep together.

When I wake up in the middle of the night, I hold the die loosely in my arms and I see a sleeping man close by. Literally, the appearance of a ditlout sleeping like mud was shadowed by fatigue.

Early in the morning and late at night. With the work that comes with New Year's Eve, we should all be busy at this time. In addition, addressing the situation anxiety to neighbouring countries. Difference to problems based on snow accumulation. I hear this man oversees all those affairs by himself.

(I guess the Queen looks at other things... this one has been good to Mizweeri for three years...)

Was Serenesty doing his affairs alone while this man was away?

Or was he directing from Mizweeri?

Either way, the actions of the Yerni brothers and sisters are not sane.

Die stroked the man's cheek. It's a little rough. When I comb my hair, the golden color comes out of my fingers. He was slightly clumsy and put his head in the hand of a die. That sounds like a child who petitions, and it kind of makes me look cute.

'... you want me to sleep with you'

Zeno said. I can't even stand up on my own yet.

He's terrible at insomnia. I don't care when I fell, 'cause if I were you, I'd be able to sleep.'

Sleep is shallow, your diet doesn't taste like it, spit in your stomach, and still, keep running.

All to support the Queen.

I also remember Die.

No, the other way around.

This man knows everything, so maybe he couldn't abandon Die.

- Deanna puts it on the forehead of a sleeping man.

I also crave him to hold me to sleep again.

Even if that's just for when.

Even if it is unforgivable.