The Seamstress Girl

The pleasure was that I got my own room that wasn't a work room and I got paid.

Oh, and the holidays.

All this time, I've been up in the studio, sewing all day.

Anyway, the family made two or three stitches, finished them… and took them somewhere.

There was nothing I could tell you whether it was for sale or requested, and of course they didn't pay me a penny or anything… holidays didn't exist.

Ask me to tell you how much money is worth and how to spend it.

For the first time I bought myself a fabric that I could sew freely.

When I was raised, I taught tutors a lot, but it was a basic courtesy center, and I never touched money.

I sewed up some proper clothes of my own and made a smell bag for the people in the mansion with the fabric I bought in the main.

Of course, the lining was sewn with protections.

To the first people who have been nice to me, trying to give me a gift... magic in spider yarn for those who wanted to sew up protection...

The first protective seam… turned out to be outrageous.

"Wow..."

The spirits I've been wearing protective stitches came by straw… and the yarn shined in various shades.

Yes, I don't need to tell you... the protective effect is probably... something very expensive has been created.

If it hadn't been sewn in invisible, wouldn't it have been quite a fuss?

Populi, who then goes inside, also has plenty of power left over for the spirits to fall asleep and dive.

A refreshing, soft lemon-based scent for men and a fluffy, sweet floral scent for women

Am I annoying the cooks? Thought so, but they were happy to take it away from me on holiday.

I don't know how effective it would be, but the health and spirit of the owner would be quite protected.

I have been brought to life by crude food because the spirits have touched it and eaten it with strength.

... It's not strange to get sick and die if it's such a dietary circumstance for five years, because it's done gallantly.

To the same lord who rescued me from that house, I stitched it with even more temper.

"Dear Rodin,"

"What's up, Wolde?"

Rodin... seldom changed his expression, lifted his back to Urde's, a childhood familiar, menswear beauty and one of the lead butlers, a hurried-seeping look.

Small bag on top of tray in hand

"What? It is"

"Master Yui (...) says to your lord... it's a smell bag"

When I was offered it, I knew it was harmless even in my hand… I put it in my palm and smelled it.

The scent of fresh lemon smelled as if washing your tired head with documents.

"Most of the people in the mansion received similar items. 'Cause I'm glad you were nice… and that's what she used her first salary to buy ingredients and create."

"Is there a problem?

"I changed the contents to Rodin's boulder... if you look at it, you'll see..."

They laid paper on the tray, so Rodin flipped the contents of the smell bag, as he was told.

Zero drops on paper are herbs that smell like lemon dried.

The power of the spirits stained there.

"You picked up the herbs where the Spirit lived?!"

In the Royal Palace Special Gardens, the slightly raised sole is not stained with power unless it is a leaf offered by the Spirit himself when it is difficult to manage and pick.

The dishes and teas made with those herbs have a poisoning and health effect.

It is almost impossible to go out to the public… it is a substitute that can only be tasted when invited to a royal tea party.

"Dear Rodin, these are things that the gardener trimmed overstretched or overgrown and Yui processed with permission."

"... eh"

"A further problem is the bag over the contents. Look inside."

As they said, Rodin, peering into the bag, took a breath and solidified.

"We are allowed to be in real protective stitches, equivalent to the hands of the original Nuer family ancestors"

"Well, wasn't she talking about not being able to sew protective?

"… she is young and not well taught about the world… but her spirit is healthy and proud. I wondered if I was wary of being neglected because my parents knew I could attribute it to this one... or if I didn't know that the protective stitches I worked on were of the ancestral class... or the original ancestors themselves..."

Rodin remembers Yui, who was small and blurry when he first met, when he said it was fifteen.

It also has the research that talking to people hasn't happened in the last few years.

I followed and greeted… I didn't know the value of protection to what I thought was only a child, and I thought it would even be possible that it would work if I was bad.

"And then my husband Skull said," I still have a report... "

My spine still stretches to the words "childhood friendly and lead butler Skull, report from him, Wolde's husband..."

"What?

Skull is the lead butler in Rodin's royal palace duties.

He had... demonic eyes that saw spirits that were rare in the world.

Waving thirsty for a sorcerer's disciple, he enters Wolde's house as his son-in-law, is taught by his predecessor, the lead deacon, and serves Rodin.

Most of them come and go with the royal palace, so they don't stop by Rodin's mansion... because the lead butler who keeps the mansion is Wolde.

Sometimes I come back with you and help Wolde, but my level as a basic butler is higher for Wolde. The fact that Skull has more reports when he gets home will only have something to do with the Spirit.

"I'm now talking to Yui about wanting to give a gift to Rodin's dear friend as well, look around her (...), and get it. Regardless of the Nur family, I was wondering if the Royal Palace should be reported her arms… at present, they say this mansion is under considerable spiritual protection. She'll be the only cause."

A few minutes later, Skull found out that there were more spirits… and came to report that Rodin and Urde were further drained of the content.