Marie, the wake of Vendergart Marie Schultz is truly elegant.

Jing slowly woke me up in the morning, and I had a cup of morning tea to wake up.

A cup of tea, naturally, even after a slightly late breakfast.

After that, a cup of more tea while keeping an eye on the ironed economic newspaper.

Only lunch is easy with a sandwich by sewing between busy times. However, a cup of tea is also essential at this time.

At three o'clock, I finally take a breath, and tea with sweetness to nourish the English of the last hour of the evening.

"- Doesn't that feel like?

"Not at all!? The lady in your imagination, you're drinking too much tea!

"That's what Unyu said before"

"And Miyu-san!? Isn't that your master's imagination?!?

It seems to be entitled "An Elegant Day in the Drill".

Now that I was free, I was visiting the room where my boss was staying.

Jing is in for an emergency and really wants you to just wait an hour.

I'm glad you had a boss...... I'm still an outsider to this mansion, even though my facial acquaintance has gradually increased.

"If so, how does Marie spend her holiday? When I asked her if she was free, she said Marie was busy."

"So you came to me..."

"Sorry. Was that annoying?

"No, that's not true at all! Oh, yes, master. Can I get you something to drink?

"Right......"

The boss runs around the room with the patties.

The room is quite large with an octatami bathroom and a kitchenette.

The intervals are common, but the interior... well, it's part of that mansion, something like that.

"Well, with the one without caffeine"

"Caffeine... could it be, Master"

"Oh. Too much tea tasting, kind of."

"So, are you okay!? Or did you get to talk about your delusions a lot earlier in that condition!?

"Yeah, my stomach hurts lightly when I say it myself,"

"Isn't that a no..."

"No, you can't."

At first I was practicing within TB, but the flavors change if the tea leaves and tools are different.

Still to some extent it helped, but the finish still needs to be brewed in reality, drunk, tactile with tongue and nose to ascertain the taste and improve.

"Uh... so what about apple juice? I bought it at the supermarket."

"Thanks, good choice. So, it's tea I practiced around the corner... Sushi, can you try it? I got some tea leaves, and I borrowed pots."

"Oh, my master will brew it for me?

"For once, Jing has given me a passing score. I'd love to hear your opinion."

"Me, if you don't mind my thoughts"

I just drank about half of the over-the-counter apple juice I got served, and I take a seat.

The way it was done is not so different from when it was first brewed, but the problem is the time to steam the tea leaves.

Because the flavor changes here...... OK.

"Go ahead, uncle. - Oh, boy."

"Haha, if you were a master, did you practice a lot to the dialogue? I'm not a lady, am I? Um, well... I'll have it."

Dangerous, I almost misspelled it with vegetables by accident.

The division is off, which means it's a personal outfit today, but with a fashion sense that still needs improvement - the point is, it's very cute.

Safe because, well, the boss seems to have taken me by mistake because I just served Marie tea... No, you can't.

You're usually out more than you know your boss cares about a lot of things.

But even if I steam back and explain it, that's going to make my boss carry his grief... cowardly, but apologize here only in his heart. Excuse me, Division.

When I'm making excuses, reflections, and apologies in my heart,

"Duh, what's wrong?

"Oh, no. It's nothing."

I was just blamed for what I saw.

Let's be very careful from now on...

Correct your posture and wait for your boss to put his mouth on the tea.

……

"What do you say?

The boss tilted the cup and opened his eyes.

I intend to work as politely as I can...

"It's delicious, master! You've been good from the beginning... but I feel that this tastes even more like an upper stage! It's amazing, it's only been four days since we decided about the tea party!

"I've been practicing before I made up my mind. My boss has accompanied me to practice a few times too... thank you"

"Ha! - Oh, yes, master. It's a corner, so let's serve this to the lady!

"Heh? You want some tea I made? No, because... Marie's busy right now, isn't she?

"It's okay! Because the lady will be on break in a little while. Ask Akikawa-san or someone in charge of service to serve your master's tea with you!

"Oh...?

I walked around the mansion when I was taken by a division with strange behavior.

By the way, the boss can't walk around the mansion in his personal clothes, so he's off the hook and bothered to change into butler clothes before leaving the room.

And install a crisp copy….

"Is that Marie's work room? I mean, you really work normally..."

Marie's age must have been with me or Unblessed.

I feel like a strange draw when I wonder if such a person works normally rather than part-time, etc.

Though I stopped my legs, it's not time for a break yet.

I'm moving with my boss to get ready for tea.

"According to my husband, what I leave to my daughter is a small project…"

"Little, hey. Anyway, if I saw it, my forehead would be moving like an eyeball popping out, right?

"Ah, ha..."

"You mean you don't deny it, do you? I mean, even now, the Schulz family runs it... does it fit with the understanding that it's like a trader?

Actually, I've never directly questioned the area.

However, there is something called information that comes into my ear undeniably when I'm in the mansion.

The boss nodded lightly at my guess.

"Yes, but rather than a trader, it may be closer to what we call a general trading company in Japan"

"Well, again, you're going a long way backwards against an era of slimming management. Besides, it's not much of a form overseas, is it? I can't believe multilateral management doesn't narrow down the genre."

"Right. Maybe it was inevitable that the Schulz family came to Japan."

"And clan management. Well, if you're good, no one's gonna complain."

"Yeah. He's clan-owned, but he's supposed to be out of line for a break in performance. But when you look at the lady, the day doesn't come yet...... and all the servants think, right? Of course, so am I."

"Are you gaining that much trust, Marie..."

I don't know, there's no more words out there.

Marie's, you're already soaking up society around your waist.

Is that recoil like a sneeze when you're playing?

Sounds ok so far, but if we fail to drain the gas...... what happens? Marie.

Of all the things I've heard, I'm starting to get worried.