Tanaka family, reincarnated.

"... So, why was Emma sleeping in a blast?

The next morning, after waking up refreshed and changing breakfast twice, a Tanaka family meeting was held in Emma's room where people paid for it.

"Mother, the bed of the royal castle... it was so fuzzy, it was like sleeping on a cloud."

I sue Emma for having no choice but to detect signs of getting angry at Melsa's question.

"Sister, the night before the dinner party, after you finished your dress, you were drawing all over the design of the dress of a courtier who got along late in embroidery class."

"... Emma?

I tick at my mother as William unearthes a ton of design paintings from Emma's study desk. My gaze hurts.

"Oh, Mother, you know, you guys are really close, and I'm taking care of you. Most importantly, I enjoy thinking about designs because they each have a different appeal, and it's fun..."

The stress of not being able to do what I wanted to do exploded, taking the time to be polite all the time.

After seeing my dress Harold drew for me and convinced me that this dye would look good, one idea for the dress came to mind and I was selflessly obsessed with drawing designs, and when I realized it, it was morning.

"Oh, but this looks great on you, Marion?

Georg takes a single design painting and shows it to his family.

A black one-shoulder dress with large flower embellishments on the shoulders, beaded and embroidered to flow from it.

"This is a black dress I've never seen before. I'm thinking embroidered yarn, but if I dye the embroidered yarn with that ink, I feel like I can color it without beating the fabric."

"This shoulder flower is going to feel all the same if it dyes the same color as the embroidered yarn with ink making flowers that are close to real like bouquets..."

"Brother! Nice idea! I'll take that!

"Embroidered flowers also stab like real... it might be prettier to scatter a lot smaller beads than larger ones"

"Yes, Father, but if you turn down the beads, they're not going to stand out in black dresses."

"So, what do you say we color the beads with ink, too? If you can control the color, wouldn't placement in the gradient give you more unity and glamour?

"Nice! William! Depending on how you use it in the future, you might want to talk to Mr. Harold about whether he can produce glossy colors."

"Well, Emma and I are in charge of choosing black fabric and tailoring dresses, Georg decorating flowers, Leonardo embroidering, and William beading."

"" "Understood" "

"Then let's pack up this twin coordinating design and go............!?

"" "" Ha!!

Forget the point, the whole family gets excited about Emma's dress design story.

I was having a huge derailment.

Everyone was unconsciously plotting to escape reality for fun.

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".................. ahh. Emma? Since when, Empire? You can speak the language now, right?

For a moment, I worried about continuing to talk about the design of the dress like this, but there's no way I could let last night's situation go and put it down, and Leonardo fixes the track.

sighs finally, Emma answers as she noticed.

"Imperial...... What, as far as I can hear, it was Japanese. The imperial dish served at the dinner party was like Japanese food, and all I could eat was dashimaki eggs... it was delicious with kombucha"

It reminds me of the taste of Po Won and the first dashi rolled egg in a long time. The impression of rolled eggs is stronger than that the Imperial language was Japanese.

"Huh!? So, maybe rice too? You got rice, too?

"What about soy sauce?

"It's like miso soup!

Georg, Melsa and William launch themselves when they hear of Japanese food.

"I don't know about rice and soy sauce because I only saw it first, but there was miso."

Eggplant Taraku...... I wanted to eat...... I feel a little sadder.

"Miso soup! Yay!

Georg and William rejoice in hi-touching miso of nostalgia.

"With miso, you can make not only miso soup, but also mackerel miso stew, miso stewed udon and meat miso sautéed."

Melsa also begins to list the dishes she was good at in her previous life.

"Ah, I want to eat! Mackerel miso eaten........................................................................................?

"" "" Ha!!!

Once again I jumped to a topic far more fascinating than the real issue, where I might be able to eat the dishes of my previous life that I had given up since I was reincarnated.

The instincts of the whole family are trying to escape the point that would be a hassle.

"... uh, that empire? Language? Because we talked. So why do we make a scene?

William, distracted by mackerel miso, unfortunately modifies the track.

The national intercourse with the Empire has just begun and no one in the family knows its existence.

"The Crown Prince of the Empire says that the Kingdoms cannot speak Imperial language? Apparently."

I remember the prince holding Emma's hand and speaking in an excited manner.

I can't believe the Kingdoms can't hide so much joy at a crowded dinner party.

"Yeah, well, even when I picked Emma up, the diplomats wanted to come and talk to me, and I almost couldn't make it home, could I? My mother-in-law helped me get in between."

Leonardo giggles and talks about his noise with a diplomat.

"Ohh Father!? Did you sell a fight to a diplomat while I slept nice?

Emma is surprised by the fact that she is informed for the first time.

Even though they always tell me not to make a scene, this oiled me all over and I'm about to explode, and when I was sure that this would make me angry, I shrugged my neck and looked at my mother, as many as two blue muscles appeared on my forehead only when I was angry with the most fear.

"Whoa, Mother! Sorry................................."

"... diplomat? Oliver Defros?"

Anyway, Melsa squeals to block Emma's voice, who opened her mouth to apologize early.

"Oh, that's what your mother-in-law used to call you, isn't it? Do you know him?"

Most of all, I remembered Hilda calling the name of a troublesome man. He was about the same age as Leonardo, and he looked like a nervous man.

"Let's do that damn thing! You were being a diplomat!

Dan slams his desk all the time and throws up the evil that Melsa doesn't think of as Melsa.

"Oh, my God?

"Me?

Melsa, who raised her most fearful blues and laughed, was clearly super fearful.

"He's using his color eyes on teachers to get good grades when I was in school and women don't need to study or stand up for women's habits... ahh just remembering and I'm pissed!!

"Oh! There you are. Such a guy!! There's a pathetic guy who has no idea what Melsa's charm is!

Apparently, they knew each other from school. Although Leonardo seemed to have forgotten to show his face.

"It's still not polite to try to prioritize my story when my cute Emma says she's ill and unconscious!!

Do I remember one thing and one memory after another, Melsa's anger doesn't subside?

"Oh, Mother, am I that? How are you, sir?

Emma's words don't reach Melsa at all.

"This, as the Count Stewart family...... no, I need your mother to help me and protest directly from the Duke of Sullivan family too!!

"Oh, Mother?... Me? How you doing, buddy?

What should I do?

Always, always trying to throw dynamite into a fire where Melsa should be telling us not to make a scene, to be adult, not to stand out.

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In the unspeakable air, footsteps approached Emma's room busily, where she was supposed to have paid, and she was knocked with Conn.

"I thought I told you not to drop anybody in this room for a while?

Leonardo opens the door and welcomes the servant.

"Sorry! Um, here, here. I see His Majesty the King!

The servant holds his breath and makes a shocking report with a blue face.

"Now... what?

The king is not in a position to come and visit the Count's house.

Leonardo asks that it must be a mistake to hear.

"His Majesty the King, or in front of the Mansion, wants me inside!

Once again, the servant tells Leonardo for clarity.

What happened to this!?

It is as shocking as the volcano was erupting behind it, just before throwing in the dynamite.

How far will the noise of Emma's dinner party go......

Without much fruit, the Tanaka Family Council was opened by the King's visit.