Reincarnated into an Otome Game? Who Cares! I'm Too Busy Mastering Magic!

"Connie is... Connie is delighted!"

After breaking up with my father & mother, I was walking with my hands drawn to Connie, who soaked my nose. Don't cry so much, it's counterproductive to say, so I stopped comforting you.

"My lady is fine... my wife and husband are fine... the inside of the mansion is bright and fun... Ugh, it's wonderful"

"Mmm... thanks, Connie"

Yes, Connie, whose honesty and purity are kansted, said he was heartbroken by the situation in the rough mansion.

Couples who don't even have nearly the upper conversation.

Unusually blocked, my daughter is dying now.

Sure, it would hurt my heart to serve my husband in this...

"Hey Connie, that... I've had a lot going on before, but thanks for not quitting"

That's what I said when I remembered the time.

When it was only "Alice," it bothered Connie already.

Hit and drop the book Connie brought in good faith with Bassin when he hasn't discovered his phobia of the book yet.

It's morning ~ and I peeked at Connie, screaming that I was about to meet her.

Being a treasure trove of trauma switches, I did so much terrible to say that I had planted trauma in Connie's heart as well.

Reflectively rejected Connie's intimate sense of distance in order to protect her mind.

When I expressed my apologies and gratitude in agony, Connie crouched after a decent time and looked at me with tender eyes.

"That's okay, ma'am.... Connie didn't say, but he's from an orphanage."

In his usual voice, Connie said something unexpected abruptly.

It means I don't have a family. Yet he says he wants the happiness of the family of this mansion without a multiplication.

"When I found out that a lady could give birth, I was hired with enhanced personnel. And when the lady was born, the mansion was filled with joy"

Connie talks smudgingly in retrospect.

"Connie, at first, envied. That some people are born so desirable.... but I knew it when I met the lady who was born. She was really cute."

You grabbed Connie's finger with your little palm, and you take my hand and reproduce it.

"Besides, your wife and husband were also very attentive to our servants. It doesn't even work with my family because of the difference in status, but please take care of it by saying that you are part of this mansion. The time when the mansion was disturbing didn't change the way it was treated."

"Connie......"

Connie moisturizes her eyes as if to think back then.

"So... Subi... Connie felt sincerely happy... and now your mansion is as gorgeous and happy as it was then... FUBI"

Then Connie broke her tear gland.

Hurry up and comfort.

"Wow, Connie! Don't cry, okay?

Dude.

Oh, it was counterproductive.

Finally I panicked before Connie in a state where dehydration worried me. In the meantime, let him sit in a nearby chair that was by the window in the hallway.

"I don't know what to look like..."

In order to cool the swollen eyes of Connie, who is saying pizzy, I will ask a maid nearby to bring the squeeze to cool it down.

"Yeah, it's okay. Connie must have cried for me thinking about everyone in the mansion."

That said, Connie managed to stop once again.

"Ugh... lady, honorable..."

"Huh?"

When Connie shrugged about something but couldn't pick it up and asked back, Connie rushed to deceive and stand up saying it was nothing.

"... Ugh, sorry to keep you waiting. Let's go, lady!

I laughed and said that to Connie. I was finally relieved, too, and walked out to the chapel with my hands together again.

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Enter the chapel from the edge of the public compartment on the ground floor.

As Connie said earlier, the hallway leading to the chapel is stoned from the middle of nowhere, and the age changes.

The stone corridor was a strange creation that was refracted twice, and somehow made me ask that there was originally an attached facility for the chapel in the place where the mansion was located. Didn't only the chapel stay and try to stick it there and build your mansion?

"Huh, it's beautiful whenever you see it"

Yes, as Connie mutters, the little chapel was a beautiful word.

Unlike an overseas cathedral, as seen in modern travel shows. As for the image of size, would it be about twice the size of a chapel used at a Japanese wedding?

But the ceiling was high and made of plenty of stained glass, which had a majestic atmosphere coupled with the old style of stone construction.

"Ma'am, do you know what the story of that ceiling painting is ~?"

Yes Connie told me to look up at the ceiling and I see a fresco painting on one side.

The screen is broken up between the dark and the bright. It depicts a flock of plants, thunder, water, flames and other natural and human beings.

This is probably that one.

"The myth of creation, could it have been"

"Lady Boulder, it's a hit!

Connie smiles proudly.

And he spoke in a soft tone, as he spoke of the gaga.