I was Reincarnated and Now I'm a Maid

As the Marquis sees it, it seems like a very difficult image.

Well, if you think about it normally, you're not the kind of person the average citizen would be allowed to see directly.

I am a Viscount Lady for once, but still a palace servant maid now. I'm not connected to the Marquis, and I'm interrupting you this time because you have Primera, and I'm not in a position to be allowed to speak directly.

Then why were you allowed to see through?

That is the great existence of a letter of reference for the head of the Gender Chamber of Commerce.

That person has something in common with the Marquis named Side Room, and since he is also a friend personally, he wrote down my identity assurance, and that he wants me to consult with him.

What a thankful story. What would you like for a souvenir!

Yeah, well, speaking of souvenirs, Aldar Saul and Dean Dayne, I just wanted to get you something.

Especially to Aldar Saul. I should still not only thank him for this hair decoration, but also give him the product... I can't think of a good product that I can give him as Uncle Baum and an active Kingsguard knight, but I have come to this day, no matter what you think, this hair decoration, it's a good one.

Dean Dayne, please give me some honey. I'm sure you'll be tired of training to be a knight, so pickling lemon honey must have definitely had a fatigue restoring effect.

"Thank you, Marquis, for taking the time today"

"Yeah, yeah, I let you read the letter from the meeting of the Jenda Chamber of Commerce. Personally, of course, I would like to do as much as I can to you, who serve Her Royal Highness in good faith. Sort of."

"Thank you"

Gentlemen who laughed fluffily at me. That's Gentle.

I knew the recommended chair. Wow, it doesn't suck with royal palace stuff.

Is this a visitor's chair at Viscount Fandid's?... I don't think it's a bad idea, but if I can improve the quality a little bit, I'd like to raise it!

"What should I do? Do you want me to be the guardian of your brother, Merek Ravi... or do you want some kind of assistance so that the Viscount inheritance goes smoothly?

"Huh? No, I'm not asking for that."

It's already been set up there, and it's my opinion with my mother-in-law, my brother, and I rather that my father shouldn't bother my approximate hands any more because this is what happened to my surroundings. My stepmother seems to work hard on my brother's assistant, and I've even been told that there's no curtain for me to come out.

Luckily, my brother made a good friend, and he won't be crushed by pressure to be a Viscount.

Speaking of which, did you have a sleepover? Are we going to do this? Next time I have to ask.

When I unexpectedly denied it instantly, now the Marquis seemed confused.

Yeah? Did you think you could have relied on power?

No, no, no, no, no. I'm not asking you to do that. What I'm looking for is a rose, a rose.

"What I'd like you to do is ask about the Marquis' rose."

"Wow... would you like to put it on a rose review as well"

"No, it's not like that either"

"Well, I don't know."

Apparently, he's confused because he doesn't understand my purpose in earnest.

No, no, I want to talk about my purpose, too, but if the great guy talks first, we're gonna have to shut our mouths, right?

Finally prompted for purpose I open my mouth.

"Actually, there were a few things I wanted to try, and I heard from a meeting of the Jenda Chamber of Commerce that the Marquis had developed The Edible Rose. I just want you to do a little bit of that. And another thing, I'd like you to tell me what kind of flower petals are diluted with aromatic roses..."

"You want me to tell you? You want it, don't you? What the hell are you gonna do?

"Actually, I'm wondering if I can make jam out of rose petals."

"... jam?

"Yes, I came to this realm and was very impressed with the beauty of the rose. As you may know, I was awkwardly hobby making confectionery… I wondered how nice it would be if I could make rose jam"

"That's... yeah, right. I never thought about it, but I think it would be nice."

"So I wanted to tell you what kind of flower petals are thin and try to prototype some...... I'm in a bit of a consultation with our cook right now regarding edible roses, but I wanted to use them for a new cake. This is a level that we can't see yet, but if we can, we would love to have it with the Marquis..."

"That, of course, to Her Royal Highness?

"Yes."

That's right!! For me, it's to be served to Primera.

Hehe...... wouldn't it be beautiful if I made rose jam and divided it with carbonated water or something?

Ah, Primera, you can see her shagging!

If I prepared a cake of edible flowers and a soda of rose jam or something, I'd already be there like a fairy. Primera!! There's no way it won't be a picture anymore!!!

Oops, you shouldn't, not if you're paranoid.

"... um... I heard from the meeting, but you're just really, really serving him in good faith..."

"Huh?"

"There are people who follow power in the presence of a samurai. Especially from people with aristocracy, because that's the only way my parents and myself would be affected by that power if it was used heavily... but it's not all bad because some of the beneficial people were still used heavily by the powerful to get a status commensurate with their abilities. It's just that the more power seekers sell their charm to the powerful than they can, and those in power who are too young to discern a man's malice can't discern such a person..."

I repeated in my head the words of the Marquis, who looked at me with a bitter smile.

In other words, I see myself as a samurai wielding the power of Princess Primera.

That's why, well, considering the seemingly windy matter that my parents were saved by the presence of me serving Primera, I was also convinced that this might be the case.

The Marquis wanted to see for himself who I was, whether I was the one who would take it for granted. Because it must have only written good things from the meeting of the Gender Chamber of Commerce.

No, well, I certainly don't need power. I need money to live every day, but with Primera's cuteness, I might be able to do it even if it's a little cheaper on my salary. No, it's not like I want to be lowered!!

Happy if you can give it to me!!

But if they raise it abnormally, my stomach could hurt the other way around. Because I'm a cautious person.

... Yeah, I went to that conclusion myself and got sad.

Or so I thought, the Marquis grinned. Is that a pass?

"I think calmly without getting angry even though I made you feel nasty. I made a statement that might have taken Her Royal Highness as a young fool, but I guess you've drawn on my verbal intentions. Rumor has it, she's a smart woman."

"No, nothing like that"

What, oh... can you take it that way if you ask me?

As far as I'm concerned, Primera was too smart for me to know.

But I think they only told me the fact that I don't have one angry point, and rather I was just too surprised what they said to take any kind of reaction... if the Marquis interpreted it like it was a good idea...?

I need to correct it just because it must be a rumor.

"I don't know what the rumors are, but I'm far away from being smart, etc. He is the talented woman who deserves the word" smart. "

"You think you're giving up," he said.

"Because I am a mediocre samurai"

What do you say! No more corrections.

That's right - I'm good at paperwork, but that doesn't get to the odd speed of His Excellency the Chancellor or anything. Are you proud that documents that are polite and easy to understand are rarely discarded?

Other than that, it's mediocre, mediocre. I'm happy to have a job. Sometimes it can be hard, but it's basically more cute to be blessed with colleagues and have a lot of benefits, and still serve once. Isn't it the strongest?

"... hehe, yeah. Okay, I get it. Then I guess it was the kind of rose, shall we move to my research garden first? Let me escort you, lady."

"Pleasure."

Wow, wow, wow.

Romance grey old gentleman called me lady or something!!!

Ah, this is an honor!