Blooming in Different World is a Lily Flower

Day 1 (morning): Beginning of Slow Life

I can hear voices in the distance.

Wake up time...

"Hookah, oops good morning!!!

- Inform, stupid big voice.

"Uh-huh."

"Wow, you look cute today! How happy I am to have a morning with Fuuka."

Stupid big voices state that they are likely to mislead those who hear a little.

Oh, yeah. This stiff bed.

This is not the usual mansion.

"............... Miyako?

Black brown hair smiling in front of you.

The hookah scrubs her sleeping eyes, wandering around.

Ah.

Yes, I remember.

"Me, you really got out of the mansion."

"That's right. Long journey, hard work. Fuuka."

"Besides, in the Attica region..."

Of a muddy and warm bed.

Fuuka sighed in abundance.

A carriage trip about a day and night.

What finally arrived late last night was a hiccups house in the Attica region north of the Wang capital.

They say it's owned by Miyako's parents.

Dining with fireplace.

Boring kitchen.

Food storage.

And there's only one bedroom.

Fuuka, who lived in this mansion at birth, was about to fall.

In one bedroom, how the hell should Miyako sleep?

Even though the night still chills, I just noticed to let it go wild.

"What, Fuuka, you're not trying to kick me out naturally!? I'm just shocked. '

Although the bedroom was one, two beds were placed to stick between each wall, left and right.

I ripped my dress off from a lot of my body and fell in.

The bed, which was clean and tidy, did not smell any mildew, although it was harder than the mansion duvet.

I don't even remember when I fell asleep.

Anyway, my body was tired and my mind was strained.

As soon as the tension thread was broken, the hookah fell asleep slightly.

"You've really come a long way from the Attica region."

"Yeah. It's a great place!

"What the hell are we doing here?

"Huh?

Carriage windows.

The landscapes you see in the darkness at night are just fields, mountains, forests, and rivers.

I brought you here, what is Miyako's intent?

Though I don't think I can do anything beneficial.

"I won't do anything."

"... what?

"So here I am, doing 'nothing' with Fuuka."

Do nothing...?

"What do you mean?

Now it was Fuka's turn to tilt his neck.

"So it means as it is. I love yellow honey. It's for sale by Mr. Bear, but hey!

"Sorry, talk about this one. Let's have lunch, Huka."

Rice, Fuuka reminds me that I'm hungry for the word.

I noticed the warm smell of drifting, and when I groaned my nose, my stomach rattled, 'Guuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu blushes.

"Mm, noon? Not a breakfast mistake?

"Yeah? It's lunch."

"... what!?

rose up in a hurry and looked out the window.

The sight of all the fields spreading across the garden.

In the sky is the sun, directly above.

It was a pompous, cheerful, lunch landscape.

"Come on, dude!?

Huka gets very upset.

"How dare I sleep like this!? What do we do, early morning reading?!? Beauty Gymnastics Ha!? I'm going to say hello to your father at 8: 00 in the morning and start studying commerce at 9: 00!!

"Hehe, hehe..."

"Not every laugh. Whoa!?

What should I do?

Even though I get up at 5: 00 in the morning and schedule it neatly until I go to bed at 12: 00 at night.

Even though that's routine.

If I didn't have the daily effort, I wouldn't know me...

"Fuuka, you look so good"

"What?"

"Look, mirror"

Glancing into the mirror handed to him, Fuuka raised her voice "Ah".

There, I didn't see any bears under my eyes that I usually hide with makeup.

A soggy face. The cheeks are red. I also feel that I am reducing the stiffness that usually bothers me.

Does that mean that my normal chronic sleep deprivation has been somewhat eliminated, which makes me feel better?

"Right? The hardworking Hookah is so nice, but this morning Hookah likes me too"

"... I wonder if rest is part of the effort."

Surely, when has it been so long since I had plenty of sleep?

I feel like a long time ago, like I can't remember.

"Here, you wake up in the morning, cook, take a walk, do all sorts of things and stay non virile. Sometimes you can look at the sky and blur, or maybe play with the river. And a picnic!"

"Picnic......"

Miyako says it seems different from the thought swirling aristocratic houses that are supposed to be the social expedition version.

That sounds awesome... might be fun.

"That's 'do nothing'!

Fuuka was completely detoxified by Miako, who said with a full grin.

"Let's have breakfast. Ugh! It's self-confidence."

"What, you made it? Not a servant!?

"Oh. There are no servants here. Your mistress has returned to King's Landing. You two, let's do a lot of things and live together."

……

"Oh, maybe Fuuka can't do chores or something?

"Oh, there's nothing you can do and I can't do!

Miako laughs corny as Fuuka mumbles and screams.