Cleaning of the outhouse went well and some rooms were in working order.

They say the knights will bring in the bedroom, so they decide to sweeten it there. The knights seemed to think that Rieshe would be resting somewhere during that time, but Rieshe naturally moved on to cleaning the next room.

I was ragging, but there was a lot less water in the first water pump. Liesche took the bucket and went out to the well where he had just been taught the place. The knights of the escort may fade, but this is in the castle in the first place. You don't usually need an escort to walk around in it.

(I'm sure escort means nominal. Arnold Hein is trying to keep me under surveillance...?

Conceive with a bucket in your hand, walking in the blooming courtyard of flowers. Brightly colored butterflies flickered around the flowerbeds to play slightly lower.

(Besides, you don't seem willing to let me see the current emperor. If you're a nominal bride and you're practically a hostage, maybe you don't have to bother letting the emperor see you through)

I also wanted to know who the emperor was that Arnold was supposed to kill sooner or later.

Of course, I want to stop that if I can.

The fact that he became emperor by killing his father marks the beginning of the outrage carried out by Arnold.

(I don't know what fate Arnold Hein followed after I died in other lives. reigned as a winner of the war of aggression or was subdued by some country...... either way)

Liesche turned a long way forward.

(I can't gobble when that happens......! Be used as a hostage, be allowed to manage the castle while away as a wife, albeit ornaments, it's absolutely tough!! So! Unstoppable! Opposition to war!)

I wish they'd at least let me off the hook, but when I'm thrown out in the war, I feel like I can't escape the fate of 'accidentally killed and rewound at twenty'.

(... oh? Wait, in the first place...)

Looking back, I wonder if all the reasons why the last six leashes have lost their lives, if traced back to the original, are attributable to the war waged by Arnold.

(Dead in a war, went to treat an endemic plague in a village that was hosting the wounded, died, or was attacked by the Garchhein National Army...)

Much like the rest of my life. Liesche nodded unexpectedly and held his head.

(... maybe you should still wish for isolation now...)

But think back soon.

(... No! It's not right for you to regret choosing. Living in an environment so far apart from Arnold Hein couldn't avoid being killed. If you can't live irrelevantly, now is not an opportunity to stay by your side and learn about trends)

I don't know why Liesche is rewinding, but this world may be the end of the rewind.

If this is my last life, I have to do everything in my power to have fun, to be up, to live.

It was necessary to think, but not if you were regretting it.

(Anyway, I'm cleaning now. Rent a bath when your bedroom arrives to get rid of travel fatigue and cleaning stains. And I'll be all over you......!

Strong and determined, he stood up and strained to the well.

Then, when I dull, I hear a laugh.

"Hey, look, my amateur worked so hard"

"Even if we're so uptight, we're the ones to be chosen as Her Royal Highness's maid."

Apparently, there's more than one girl talking around the well at the end of this corner.

"Hey, are you listening? It's no use trying so hard!

"Ah......!

After a fine scream, something sounded like a fall. Leishe is surprised and rushes out toward the well.

Then there was one girl who fell into the ground and four girls who surrounded it.

"Are you okay!?

Run over to the girl who was down and wake up to help. She's a big, adorable girl with pale golden hair. Though she was falling and muddy, she was haunting the samurai's attire.

Meanwhile, the girls who saw the leachet and frowned are wearing the same outfit. A simple dress that is easy to move with a white apron.

"What? You new here, too?

One of the girls says so when she sees the leachet.

Although not a samurai's uniform, what Leishe is wearing right now is an undecorated dress. Coral colored hair is also bound in such a way that it is not disturbed, and most importantly, thin and dirty all over the body in a sweep.

(If I tell you the truth here, it's going to make a lot of noise)

When I thought about it that way and got lost in the words, I seemed to have unnecessarily crippled the samurai's eclampsia.

"What are you keeping quiet about? You're dealing with newcomers being scratched because you're gonna need a maid for Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess. You have beautiful hands that don't look like you've ever had a rag job or a water job."

"Haha, but I'm sorry! It is we who have been working in this castle for three years now who will become the maid of the castle and work beside you, Arnold."

"Um, can you stand? I don't think you're hurt."

"- Hey, listen to me!

One of the samurai yells at Lieche, who was embracing the girl who fell. Redhead's girlfriend must be a leader in this group.

"Aren't you busy just now? You, if you're really going to be a samurai, you better learn to set up a proper senior. Well, I don't think a woman like you who can't seem to do her job will act as a samurai in this castle?

Better than that, Leishe had something to worry about.

The red-haired maid holds a large curtain in her hand. It is thin and dirty, so I don't think it is after washing it.

Staring at her hand, the red-haired samurai wandered for some reason.

"Hey, what..."

"Um, curtains, you shouldn't do laundry right now."

"Huh?"

The samurai must have stared at the words of Liesche.

"Are you trying to tell me it won't dry after lunch? Hmm, you're an amateur after all! Spring is a long day, and it's hot today. So enough -"

"After this, it will probably rain just a little bit"

With that said, the girls looked at each other.

"How can you say all that?

"It's that kind of cloud, because butterflies and bees were flying low. If you wash a big guy, it's gonna take a lot of work to reject him."

"Huh..."

Another samurai listening to the story whines in a small voice.

"... because Deanna says, 'If you take the initiative to wash these big men, you can be appreciated and become His Royal Highness the Crown Princess'..."

"Wow, what's wrong with me!?

The red-haired girl, called Deanna, turned her face bright red and outraged.

"There's no way this amateur woman is going to hit me, it's set for much better weather today! Look, I'm just going to the laundry!!

As Deanna leaves outraged, the other samurai are gone with her. Liesche sighed and looked back at the blonde girl who had helped her up.

"Were you okay? Does it hurt anywhere?

"... Yes, there isn't. Thank you, thank you…"

After the girl let her gaze wander looking for words, she lowered her head with a pepper.

"Else," he said. Glad you could help... "

The girl with her face up like that is almost faceless.

But from the polite bowing and the hard work of choosing words, my heart was conveyed.

Liesche smiles and shakes her neck to the side.

"Don't worry about it. And now you're dirty."

"Ah..."

Else leans down. It's still very sad, though it's faceless.

"Because of you, you paid for it"

"You can take it off right away and wash it. Even though it rains, the cloth in this dress is easy to dry. Instead of using more soap and rubbing and washing with your hands, wash the mud with a brush and it should fall off."

"Brush, is it?

"The reason mud stains are hard to get rid of is because of the dirt getting in the back of the yarn. The brush is the perfect way to get rid of it."

The samurai life, the nasty sons roll around the garden and play, so Liesche did a lot of research. Even the muddy socks they've been hiding for a few days for fear of being scolded can be managed if you brush them off with guts.

"Are you..."

Else blinked and then stared at Liesche.

"Aren't you really already determined to be the maid of Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess?"

Leishe, lost in answer, turned away from Else softly.