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

To hide the upset, to deceive.

I reached out to the confectionery.

Pink macaroons.

"Hmm?

Your cry is lower than usual.

A meatball is placed on my hand to stop me from moving.

The pink macaroons and strawberry flavors were the last ones I noticed.

Nnaaahhhhhh ~?

Are you going to fight? You gonna fight over strawberry macaroons?

And, wow.

Icchan's eyes are sharp.

Your heart or tail is swollen, and you're on the brink of battle.

"I-chan...."

While I was talking to His Majesty, Iichan was silently devouring strawberry macaroons.

Mouth from the end.

Be polite so you can taste it carefully one by one (?) I was eating it.

It looks like I'm reaching out to the last one and rebelling.

"Don't worry. I won't take it."

Keep your fingers off the macaron while laughing bitterly.

I-chan is strawberry.

From the usual relaxed appearance, it became serious about strawberries.

"Nyah!

Quickly, Icchan reaches out to Macaron.

Trying to grab it with a meatball...

"What's wrong?

I-chan is stopping her forefoot.

While opening his eyes and gazing at Macaron.

I was twitching and moving my beard as I thought I was lost.

"... jah!

Top to bottom.

I-chan is moving her forefoot.

Looks like you're looking at Macaron and me alternately.

"... um, will you split strawberry macarons in half for me?

Does magic mean you're going to have to cut me in two?

That's what I thought, but I shook her head.

"Nyah!

Icchan's meatballs point to His Majesty.

This could be...

"I want to give it to His Majesty, so you want it to be divided into three parts?

"Nhh!

Exactly. I'll split up with my colon. "

He nods in a serious atmosphere.

"... cummin, you're so gentle...!

Don't forget to take care of the majesty you met for the first time, I'm impressed by your appearance.

"... fu"

A little laugh.

His Majesty.

Looks like you're laughing at me.

Shit.

My face is about to turn red.

Of course I did, but His Majesty was also present.

... I didn't mean to distract you, but why?

It seemed like it was inadvertently out of vitamins, which is a little strange.

Your Majesty and I never spent much time together.

For some reason, he felt like he knew someone well and behaved.

"You don't want my share. You and the gardener can eat with the cat."

His Majesty drank tea saying that he would regain his faceless expression.

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Afterwards, the tea ceremony ended with a talk from His Majesty about the gathering of roses.

A rose garden that is released once a year by non-royal people.

My lord and I will guide the guests and give them a bouquet of roses as a souvenir.

There used to be a year when crafts with roses were given instead of flowers...

It is worth it because it is a rose of limited beauty that will eventually be lost.

In the past few decades, it seems that such ideas have led to the gift of rose flowers.

Every year, it seems that souvenirs don't just replace rose flowers.

There seems to be a temptation to avoid arranging the workmanship for the number of guests because it is expensive.

It seems that this year His Majesty will still give you rose flowers.

"... even though it's a gorgeous event, you have nostalgia."

Your Majesty seems to be struggling with a lot.

On my way home, I was enjoying the hairstyle of Icchan.

The macaroon filled her up, but she was round next door.

His throat was rattling and he was in a good mood.

Eventually the carriage stops and Lucian opens the door.

I was about to leave the courtyard with you...

"I-chan?

Then she went down to the ground, but walked in a different direction from the detachment.

It's unusual to be walking around, mostly away from home or nearby.

Where are we going?

Even though I was worried, I entered the detached courtyard.

Then the butler, Mr. Borgan, approaches.

"Leticia, a letter from the court magic division chief, Bodleigh."