This Time, I Became the Fiance of a Duke’s Daughter. But She is Rumored to have Bad Personality, and Ten Years Older

Olivier Alway's morning is early.

"Morning, Trane. Oh, Jenny and Emilia are fast."

"Good morning, Master Olivier"

Welcoming Olivier out to the kitchen were Trane Glasler, a childhood friendly, family member and dear sister.

"Good morning, Sister Olivier."

"Good morning, sister"

Continued greetings are Emilia Alway, Olivier's real sister, and Yennie Daum, Jared's cousin and admirer of him.

The four of them were in the kitchen to support breakfast, which was routine.

Until now, Trane had partitioned the kitchen by himself, but there had been more families to live with, and this is how the Oliviers had come to help. Hannellone was with him initially, but now he's asked me to refrain from working the master of this mansion.

"It's getting a little chilly, so I was just talking about adding more warm stuff."

We are already approaching late autumn and the morning and evening chills are clear. I still feel hard getting out of the room if I don't weave a thick cardigan.

Especially since it has only just dawned, the kitchen is considered not to damage the ingredients and it is in an unsightly part of the mansion, which makes me remember the chills more.

Trane is the maid of honor she always looks like, but her sisters are dressed warmly.

"You're getting colder every day. Maybe it's time to get ready for the winter?

Emilia reacted to Olivier's words, which began to stir the pan with a familiar hand.

"Oh, are you going to be tailored?

"There's no way that's happening. I got rid of last year's clothes. I just got them out."

"Olivier, since your sister is from the Duke's house, shouldn't you be tailored?

Olivier laughs bitterly at Yennie continuing to say that.

"Sure, nobles tailor their clothes every year, but I'm fine. I'm oblivious to fashion, and I like the clothes I got tailored last year."

Noble women prefer to tailor their clothes without exception. These days, it is not uncommon to head out to shops to buy fashionable clothes and those already made, but it is basically normal to tailor them.

Even in a house with no money, I would tailor a woman's clothes. That said, I wear one or two.

Dresses, especially for parties, tend to be asked for preferentially because they are shameful in the same thing every year.

Nevertheless, Olivier did not come out to the party for the past few years, nor does he have a dedicated dress. Sometimes my father tried to tailor me, but I didn't say no once or twice because I was reluctant to invite others to the mansion.

Last year, my father told me to come to my parents' house, and I had some tailored clothes, but I was just getting tanned without putting too many sleeves through. In fact, the dress I wore when I first met Jared was made six months before that, and it can be something I slept in a tan.

"I don't really like luxury."

And, speaking so much, Olivier noticed his loss.

"Oh, if I did. I'm sorry. I'm not asking you guys not to tailor your clothes. Instead, Yennie and Emilia are young, so do a lot of fashion."

It may have sounded like a fix, but it was Olivier's true intent without lies.

Both Emilia and Yenny are teenage girls compared to themselves about to turn twenty-seven. You'd be interested in fashion, and you should.

I can't tell you if your mouth is torn, but the girls are different, although the reason for wearing last year's clothes may include the maiden's purpose of staying in shape.

I'm driven by the urge to just look at my enviably quiet body and want to hug it. Olivier is thin, but because she's an old woman, she's always tough on her shape.

"Are you sure? Even I have clothes from last year if I go back to my parents'. Besides, I don't really grow up."

Yenny is the one who drops his shoulder. My little, adorable sister is only fourteen years old and is about to grow up, but she seems to be a little off the hook.

Since Yennie started living with the Oliviers, there have been more women in this mansion. Olivier is needless to say beautiful and has a good style. Even her mother, Hannellone, is a beautifully laid back, elegant beauty and a bearer of unbreakable shape. I can't help but say that Trane is beautiful because of her unbeatable style and her faceless appearance.

Combatant Rosa Lowen is only good at moving her body, and the good style is out of the group. She has long hands and legs, clear words and actions, and stretches her chest, so she also has a good physical appearance.

Lily Rüdiger is slender, but she makes a pleasant impression and is attractive with her personality. Ernesta Kaif made an intelligent and adult impression, enough to hold what she admired.

Surrounded by such women, Yennie sometimes seems to resent her small shape. From around us, we seem envious of the cuteness of rabbits we don't have, but we don't realize we're missing each other.

And while Emilia gives the impression that she is a talented woman with silver-edged glasses, the style itself is not good because it is a bit skinny. Back length, no higher, no lower, average. She is a girl who doesn't have anything special to catch her attention, but she looks good. but it goes without saying that Emilia, like Yenny, admires the adult women around her.

I can still wear the clothes I brought from my parents' house.

"Not at all... because I said something extra. I'm sorry, but I want you guys to be cute for your age."

Olivier's care is felt in her adult spare time, and her sisters seem to want to grow up fast. Yennie, who especially admires Jared with her brother, starts to think that she wants to be like Olivier.

Nevertheless, it is still a lie when it comes to not wanting to be fashionable because she is also a girl of her age.

Both Yennie and Emilia's desire to grow up, coupled with childish emotions, made her feel better in her chest.

"So why don't you all tailor your clothes?

Trane, who had silently worked his way into cooking, stops his hands and suggests.

"Jared, there's going to be your unveiling party, and there's going to be a party in the near future to celebrate the upcoming seat of two of your fringe court magicians, so why don't you tailor your dress?

"You did. Torres and Adelina's seats are going up."

Having an edge with Jared, Tres Brawell and Adelina Bishoff, who became close to Olivier, and hence to the Duke of Alway, were to be seated next to court magicians this time.

Torres is in the fourth seat, and Adelina is in the fifth. It was not a major activity, but what I stacked with this one was the result of a legitimate evaluation. To Tres, he sometimes became the head of the Royal Sorcery Knights, which united the Royal Sorcery Division and the Royal Knights, and a corresponding position was required.

It is also worth mentioning that the young magicians became court magicians in the name of the next regulation of seating.

"As a Duke or thinking about you, Jared, you don't seem to have any trouble dressing up?

"... right? Yes, I did. If I did, it wouldn't be the same anymore."

For several years Olivier, who had been non-participating in the gathering as a nobleman, realized that his previous habits remained.

From now on, you will be seen as the fiancé of court magician Jared Murphy, not as a late arrival at the Duke's house. You can't let the boy you love shame you.

"Okay. Then find time to tailor your dress. Of course, Yennie and Emilia, and you too, Trane."

"Wow, me too?

A faceless maid smiles at Olivier as well as her sisters for rarely panicking.

"Of course not. Even you are a dear family, my sister. I don't want to be out of company."

Once Olivier, who wished only her mother and Trane were there, now the world has spread. I have a fiancée, and there are people who have no blood connection but can be called family.

Without a doubt, Olivier Alway was happy.