The Seamstress Girl

Both my parents and my surroundings supported Mr. Schnell's dream.

He also arranged for a very skilled needle teacher, and increasingly Mr. Schnell indulged in the character and teaching of his needle aunt.

It was a happy day.

Mr. Schnell didn't know he was a man, but he liked to see his girlfriend dress beautifully, and his friend's dress could be made with awkwardness.

They asked Mr. Schnell for a bridesmaid costume and encouraged him not to die until he fulfilled that request, and he was truly blessed with his surroundings and brushed his arms.

And to Mr. Schnell, the Spirit of the Mighty Wind came down.

Diseases related to magic, whether born or acquired, are better with the protection of the Spirit.

That I no longer have to worry about my life.

And it was the spirit of the wind attribute that protected me.

That worked well for Mr. Schnell.

Originally, if he is the eldest son and guardian of the Spirit, he is a straight line in the tracing course. but the spirits of the high wind attributes... the temperament of the spirits of the wind attributes is free.

Other attributes rarely come off the protected person once, but the wind attribute is a slightly off attribute when the protected person is repressed or accepts a path he or she does not want.

I already had a fine trace brother, he was raised as a woman, and he is happy to be able to do needlework without worrying about life expectancy. In the first place, the Spirit himself liked and protected Mr. Schnell's designed dress.

While the eldest son of a high nobility, Mr. Schnell was almost accepted as a needle to make a dress.

"Well, when they let me know I'm really a man, I just got into a complicated mood, but my friends are just really good daughters! Encourage me not to cancel my dress order, and the other women won't care about your gender if we wear the dress that the Spirit protects them from."

"I can also say that I haven't been seen as a man, but Master Schnell himself would have been less aware that he was a man, and it really was the best environment..."

Mr. Endelia whines with a bewildered look. I tilted my neck too.

I can't think of a reason to get out of that environment.

Mr. Schnell covered his face with both hands.

"It was the fifth, or the last prince, who called me his wife."

"To?"

"Whether you say it's a man or a needle, it's easy to ask! That fucking prince. No, no, no!

A caged voice of tremendous resentment, even as it was held in the palm of my hand... held back and extra, sounded low.

"Ah,"

Mr. Endelia made a voice like he noticed something and closed his eyes and opened his mouth as if Master Arjit remembered something as he stroked his jaw.

"Surely there was an epidemic of men dying in that part of the world a few years ago, right?

"Master Schnell's country of origin is that the king's trace is almost dead, and only the last prince..."

"Neither should the king have recovered enough to work as a king, although he is not dead about the bed of sickness."

"Fortunately, that asshole, he had qualities as a king! You can also say that the country that got rattled by the disease was rebuilt with his support. It's King Xian. She keeps telling me that she's going to marry me, so she's out there!

"... that was... that was a lot"

As a man, Master Arjit seemed unable to find any other words to speak.