Tensei saki de suterareta no de, mofumofu tachi to oryouri shimasu ~okazari ouhi wa my pace ni saiky

Reticcia and a gardener cat with roses on their necks.

Glenn Reed walked through the rose garden.

"Excellent. It's very beautiful."

"Ah, my royal rose."

Explain the types and characteristics of roses.

Reticcia looked at the rose with joy as she turned back her gavel.

Occasionally, sparkling.

Golden hair was playing light and shaking in front of Glenn Reed.

(... this is an unexpected difference in height)

Reticcia's knife enters my eyes.

In human form, the two of them never stood so loosely side by side.

I looked up at the silver wolf, but now I look down the other way.

It was a more luxurious body than Glenn Reed's tall head.

(When I met you in human form, my spine was always stretched out and magnificent, so I didn't notice...)

Your hair is on your shoulders and your narrow neck is starting to catch your eye.

Aware, she turned her eyes to the roses around her.

Glenn Reed has carried his legs to this rose garden many times.

It's not because I like roses, it's just part of my official duties.

I'm used to it every year, and I've never been particularly moved before.

(This year's roses...)

It was beautiful.

It's like coloring reticulia.

The roses were blooming brightly.

Shall we have tea over there, Your Majesty?

Ah, let's do that.

Glenn Reed nodded calmly without showing his inner face.

Reticcia spreads the dishes and confectionery.

I don't think she's a natural Duchess. She's very used to it.

My heart or lips were loose and I had a pleasant atmosphere.

(... I wonder how much you like cooking and eating)

Glenn Reed liked how Leticia looked.

The scent of sweets lined up on the table is mixed with the scent of Reticcia.

It hasn't changed since we first met, but it's a bit weird.

But now it's sweet and sweet.

It was a fragrance that aroused my appetite and something else.

(... what the hell am I thinking...?

Reach out to Leticia's sweets as she thinks.

Macaroons, Madeleine, fruit tarts and cookies.

I've seen some sweets for the first time, but they all taste delicious.

Next, Glenn Reed reached out to the confectionery.

"... hmm. This white macaron is good too. Sweet but not too sweet....."

"Butter cream is accented with salt. Add a small amount of salt to enhance sweetness. Did you like it?

Ah.

Answering that, and tasting macaroons, Reticcia reached out to Madeleine.

Her cheeks were loose and slightly red, and she seemed to be in a good mood.

(... do you like Madeleine?

I think so, Glenn Reed is watching.

The wind blows and the rose petals dance.

Retichea

"Ho ho!!"

I was peeled.

"Sorry to hear that all of a sudden."

"No, I'm sorry. What does your Majesty say now?

"There are rose petals in your cup of tea."

Oh, thank you very much.

Reticcia said so, reaching for tea.

I'm going to pinch the rose petals directly.

Tea may jump and stain your dress.

"... eh?

He was grasping Reticcia's finger aggressively.

Looks like we made it.

It was a distance between touching or not touching the tea.

Glenn Reed exhaled and inhaled.

(Sweet, soft....)

For the scent of reticulum tickling your nose and the sensation of luxurious fingertips gripped.

When you realize it, your hands move naturally.

I want to feel the smell even closer.

I pulled Leticia's finger.

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"... Your Majesty?

What the hell is going on here?

Your Majesty grabbed my finger and didn't let me go.

My eyes, which looked blue and blue, were staring at my fingertips.

Confused by the seriousness, your fingers are lifted.

Towards His Majesty's thin, well-shaped lips.

The breath that touched my fingertips made my heart noisy at that tickle and distance.

"Your Majesty, what are you going to do...?

Call out louder than before.

Unexpectedly, my face is about to turn red.

"... just to be safe, I checked for tea."

My fingers were released and His Majesty gazed at the cup of tea.

"Now you're reaching out to the cup to pinch the rose petals. I wondered if there was tea on my fingertips and it dripped and stained my dress."

"... thank you."

While thanking him, he calms his early-belling heart.

I'm surprised...

The fingertips touched by your majesty are still slightly hot.

A cool, icy statuette-like majesty.

Because he is a human being, he has a body temperature, and if he touches it, it will remain warm.

I felt like I understood things that were normal once again.