Watashi wa Teki ni Narimasen!

The day after I had an awkward encounter with Miss Cecilia. The departure date was set.

There is, of course, no Miss Cecilia in today's meeting to be held for that meeting.

The flow of the meeting is basically in the form of Lord Vayne Borderline communicating his decision lightly. I guess I already have a meeting with Reggie.

Soldiers gathered for about 8,000 in battle with Ruein and other problems, when it came to transporting well-equipped food.

So we will leave in three days, and we will arrive in another six days to the southwest Limerick Marquis Territory, where we will also be joining the army of Viscount Leinster who is coming over there.

The news says the other army combined is 7,000, so it will be about 10,000 and half troops.

It is a distasteful figure, as the Luainian army should be swelling up in the wake of the force provided by domestic rebels as well. But Uncle Vayne said that it would not be a drastic difference in battle power anywhere.

The Luainian army is scattered all over the place.

Though accepting and increasing the number of troops, there is no way to empty one territory after an invasion. Leave some strength there until reinforcements arrive. Repeating that, and reluctantly joining hands with Ruein, there was also anticipation that the territory would not issue so many reinforcements.

The first place we meet before we march on is where there are troops temporarily ruling the territory until reinforcements arrive that way.

I see. Convinced, the meeting will be over.

Since this was near evening, I decide to let you use the bath.

When I go out, yes, I can't take a bath.

In fact, the other day, when you repelled the Luein army, you had to live a crying life that you couldn't take a bath in, which was subtle.

It would be a natural desire as a woman to stay clean if possible. Even less so than in previous life, combined with the prevention of disease, it was all the more pathetic in this world where it was customary among the nobles to wipe their bodies or bathe them slightly in water before bedtime.

So enjoy yourself while you can.

For once, measures are in place for the future. I have tried several times to create a private space to surround the river with dirt, so that I can have an environment where I can bathe in the water. Whatever, it was good in the warm season. If it's winter, there's no need to go to water.

With that in mind, I enjoyed the bath I had asked for water in advance.

By the way, Evrard Castle has a fixed bath location and doesn't bring tubs into the room or anything. There's a room in the bathroom that's not far from the well that puts water in a big bucket, and a baked stone to warm it up. I'm happy because I don't need to have the water carried or anything, so I can ask you to prepare the hot water with a little ease.

After I took a bath, I felt relieved, but on my way back to the room, I shook my expression.

We met up the stairs because it was Miss Cecilia who was told not to get too close.

Miss Cecilia thought about taking a seat for dinner after this, or she tied her hair up and was dressed neatly. So I thought it would be Reggie waiting, and I just tried to get past the meeting.

"Oh, my God, I need to talk to you."

I've been called off. Looking back, Miss Cecilia, who meets me, turns a blind eye.

…………

Wouldn't that be the one you wanted to talk to, and I'd snap my neck off. If there's nothing to talk about, I'd like to get in the room soon.

Waiting for her statement, Miss Cecilia said, closing her eyes for a moment after being somewhat lost in "uh" or "um..."

"Your Highness and I don't want you to get too close."

The story I finally heard was that Miss Cecilia was jealous.

Because she is a candidate for the Princess, Miss Cecilia is a person recognized as fit to marry even relatives. I guess I was uncomfortable seeing Reggie and I together because he was spending time with that as well.

I'm sure Miss Cecilia is the type of person who doesn't like other girls beside her, even if they're friends. I remember my mother reading a magazine in her previous life that said there were people like that.

For Miss Cecilia, Reggie is a husband candidate instead of a boyfriend.

Besides, the territory falls into the hands of the enemy, and in meticulous situations where you don't even know the life or death of your parents, you may even want to think of Reggie as your own, connected by thin threads as someone you can rely on, even if you don't know if it will be a reality.

Maybe... but I don't like it, I thought.

I can't help it if it's after my fiancée or something. I think our friendship will have to be as cold as we say on the group fan and stay away from Reggie, but Miss Cecilia is also in a position where we don't know if we're getting married yet. Not to mention that if you lost your parents, it wouldn't be strange to disappear from the story of becoming the Prince's Queen.

But even though I'm not unnecessarily stuck with Reggie, I also think I'll be restricted...

and there, it reminds me unexpectedly.

That Reggie hugged me. If it's just what you tried to say to your hand, is it still safe? But how about I grabbed your leg?

Wow, yeah. What if they hear rumors or something? Absolutely hates it. You thief cat! Or so they think. Me.

Remembering all the things I had done, I was in a subtle hurry, but I felt a strong gaze and returned to me.

If you notice, a knight with tea hair stood a little further away, watching Miss Cecilia.

I don't know, I know it's to protect you, but it makes me slightly uncomfortable because I had a slightly sharp eye for it, like I was wondering if I was going to do something to her.

I want to say that I won't do anything.

Miss Cecilia, on the other hand, seems to be full of just saying what she wants to say to me.

"Oh, please. At least stay away from His Highness. Otherwise, you're in trouble."

She had a blue face as if she were frightened, though not clearly because of the darkness in the building.

Because I'm a magician, you don't think I know what I'd do if I pissed you off? I'm not at all willing to do anything about this...

Nevertheless, I also kind of didn't like to say yes. But on this occasion I get it. Should I pretend? If the conversation prolongs, I think I'll catch a cold if my hair stays dry.

I was just beginning to worry, and the hand of salvation came.

"What's wrong with you? Lord Cecilia."

It's Reggie coming down the stairs.

Unlike me in clothing where he obviously doesn't secure his relaxed hips with a corset, he also weaves a hem-length jacket on top exactly.

When she saw Reggie, Miss Cecilia looked like she was about to cry and said, "Hey, it's nothing! I said," I ran away.

Together, there will be no more knights who watched as they stared at this one. What the hell was that?

"... you're like a squirrel or a little bird"

Even if I look at the bait and stop by nearby, when people try to get closer than a certain amount, I get away with it at a glance. Now, both bait and people are reggies.

Reggie laughs when she just leaks her honest thoughts.

"Chiara. Weren't you entangled in Cecilia? Yet my thoughts are cute things like squirrels and little birds, and I didn't think anything of her enough to bite me?

"Not that I don't..."

I'm pretty sure I wasn't in the mood for fun. No one would be so happy to have been enemy certified by an opponent who has no particular interest in searching for a world.

"She wasn't the kind of person who used to come and say that, either."

It makes Reggie look like she thinks.

"Sounds like you've been introverted since you were little. Was it the feast of the royal palace that I first met? She's been hiding behind her mother the whole time. Still, if you're a parent, you're trying to get them to interact with the royalty somehow. I can't even talk about it. I've been giving her paintings."

"Miss Cecilia, are you good at painting?

"I'm a landscape painter, but I'm a beautiful painter who looks delicate as it is in nature. Lord Cecilia is. Hi, they don't like to interact with other people and spend as much time painting as they do every day."

So I'm a little surprised myself, Reggie says.

"I didn't know she was gonna tell you to stay away."

"... you've heard that from the beginning?

"I'm sorry. Because I had something to worry about."

Reggie has smiled and apologized without being evil. That's how he reached out to me and touched my hair.

My hair moves and my neck is faintly blurry.

"I'm sorry it's been like stopping you. You should go back to your room, Chiara. I'll be in trouble if I get to meet someone else with wet hair any longer."

Yeah well, a long story in the bath isn't much in this world... or in the Farsian kingdom. I don't think it's because I don't dry my hair with a hairdryer. Because I need to twitch and dry in a fire place over here.

So I thought Reggie said in the sense that it must be, but he followed me all the way to the front of the room, advising me even more before closing the door.

"Hopefully after bathing, I'd like you to wear something. Chiara's almost an adult, isn't she? I hope you don't show too much to other guys because they look more mature than usual with their wet hair."

Good night, then, and Reggie leaves.

I... didn't get too much open mouth blocked.

It's been about 29 years since my last life. I've never been advised like that before.

"Ho, ho, ho, and more?

Don't show it to other men, don't show it to them. Look - so you don't want to be seen. I'm too upset for a language center to work because they handled me like a normal, adult woman.

"What, did you boil it up to the contents of your head? Ihihihi."

I couldn't argue with such a master's words all day.