How About a Refill? ~The Elegant Tea Party of the Grand Witches~

"Ouch!

"Are you okay? Lady!"

"Yes, thank you. I can't, I'm so thumped."

Miriam has even embroidered for the past few days.

Because if I hadn't put something into it, I would have remembered that day forever.

Nevertheless, even if I had, I would have thought about Bo and Emilio, but it was better than not.

Miriam begins to blur again without sexual punishment when the maid takes care of her fingertips that have been stabbed with a needle.

(After embroidering this handkerchief, I wonder what I'll stick next. Ah, this blue embroidered thread looks like Emilio's eyes... I wonder what I'll stick to Emilio now. Ah, I wonder what Emilio is doing right now... and I'm thinking about Emilio again...)

As Miriam sifts and shakes his face to the left and right, he exhales long and fuzzy.

"Still, I've stabbed you a lot."

Open your hands and hold them in front of your eyes. Miriam, the right-handed man, had several needle sticks on his left hand.

"Ah, I'm stabbing you blurry... no... The stitches around here are distorted."

I looked back at the embroidery I was stabbing on my handkerchief. It is a pattern of birds stopping in sprouting branches of young leaves, but the stitching is distorted and distorted.

"I can't give it to anyone..."

Ha. And sighing, Miriam was enveloped by a dawn magic formation, and when the light illuminated the area Miriam disappeared. Beatrice's space transfer magic.

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"Oh, you seem depressed, but what's the matter?

Beatrice shouts to Miriam as she leans over her embroidery.

Valeria peers into her hand, and Robin, who was with her, looks at the embroidery with interest.

It's been a long time since you were able to see it.

"My bird is cute, but my bird has weird eyes! The feathers are different on the right and left!

The child is honest. Pointing out the failure from the front, Miriam suddenly said, "Ugh."

"Hmm. Looks like you're wearing the basics. But this part of it feels kind of like it stabbed in the sky."

"You were right."

Eleonora picks up the embroidery from the embroidery and checks in detail.

"Hey, Sister Leah. What the hell is a sky?

Hmm? I'm worried about something else and I can't focus on what I'm doing right now. "

"Hmm. What was your sister worried about?

You mean Emil, anyway.

"Don't, don't be like that! Chi, no!

Suddenly she was pointed out about Emilio, and Miriam was upset that it was easy to understand while dyeing her cheeks.

The witches glanced at Miriam.

"Ahh, naahhhh! That reaction!"

"Hey! If anything happens, tell me!

"Well, have you made any progress?

Miriam, stranded by the witches, brightens his face with remembrance of what happened on the lake a few days ago.

"Nah, nothing!

"Don't lie to me! Emil is acting strange, and I know something happened!

"Shhhhh! I don't know what Emil is. I think I've suddenly thought about it. At the next moment, I hold my face with both hands and look up at heaven. When I think I have a magical face, I roll onto the sofa... and Sir Caparoni sends a cold gaze every time. I thought something was going on with Millie!

Well, I'm not tired of watching.

Surrounded by witches, Miriam tried to escape, but he was forcibly taken to the roundtable on the usual terrace, where he was baptized.

"Ahhh! Sweet and sour! Love stories are amazing!

Emil is not very good either. I've only made a small appeal, so I thought it was Prince Hetalie!

"So? How does Millie feel? You haven't replied yet, have you?

Miriam thinks about the exhilarating witches.

"I've never been in love before, and I honestly don't know. Emilio thought that you were thinking about onee-sama... but when I noticed her for the past few days, I just thought about her and it turned into a wretched sky."

"Huh? That's it, huh?

"Ufufu. Aren't you dull in your feelings?

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Emilio was still being chased by a lot of paperwork today. The day after he confessed to Miriam, Leonardo, who was given a few copies of the King's papers by Congress as proclaimed, built a tower of papers that he stacked on Emilio's desk one after the other.

"Hey, Leo."

"What?

Next to Emilio's desk is Leonardo's desk, where Leonardo categorizes documents and correspondence and handles them at his discretion.

"I'm talking about Miss Miriam..."

Stop by the name of your beloved sister, and Leonardo turns to his best friend.

"I really want to sign up for an engagement."

Leonardo changes his attitude whenever he takes it seriously.

"Honestly, it's true that you're tens of thousands of times better off than marrying someone who doesn't know where the horse bones are. No matter what I say, I know you're a serious and honest man, and you take care of Millie. But... you're the first prince."

Ah.

"And the Caparoni family is an impeccable backbone."

"... I see."

"The fact that you and Millie are engaged means that Millie will be the princess of the king, or the queen, slowly. Are you prepared to defend Millie until the end on a different path from normal life?

When Emilio stood up to Leonardo's words, he stood in front of the nearby beauty and confronted each other with a serious look.

"Of course. I love Miss Miriam all my life and swear to protect her from all dangers and malice!

With Emilio's enthusiasm, Leonardo sighs and shrugs his shoulders.

"I see how you feel. But Millie's feelings are our top priority. If Millie accepts you, I'll support you both."

Emilio broke his face at Leonardo's words, but his expression was clouded instantly with the following words.

"But, Father, you can't have a rope. Good luck at best."