Tensei Oujo wa Kyou mo Hata o Tatakioru

"I have kept you waiting"

"Thank you"

Staring at the tea cup placed in front of you, hardening, 10 seconds.

I slowly exhaled my stuff, and squeezed out my voice.

In a high-quality white porcelain tea cup with a gold border, amber liquid poured into the seventh minute. The color is decent. At the moment, I don't think there is any visible danger.

Reach after reaching for a deep breath. My hand shook slightly, and when I grabbed the handle, I heard a rattling sound.

Close your nose and check the smell.

You can't afford to enjoy the fragrance elegantly. This is an action to get information from the sense of smell and detect danger. And it's like a ritual to decide.

"..."

Inhale and take a breath.

I spread my eyes to the limit and stared at the tea (temporary).

Smell It s tea !!

I was astonished by no surprise.

It is not a bad smell that tingles the nostrils, but a fresh and fruity fragrance. The characteristic mascatel flavor suggests that they use high quality second-flush tea leaves.

Perhaps the same thing was used the last time they were brewed, but at that time it didn't smell, not just the mascatel flavor. Totally odorless. So we don't even know if the tea is darjeeling.

In other words, if you can identify a drama that does not smell but has a murderous taste as a top-notch product from summer picking, it is more of a blasphemy against tea than it is.

"... Hey, Claus"

Calling an escort knight standing a little away, stunned.

"What'll we do"

"... Is this you brewed?"

Maybe he notices his deadly housework and asks the maid to ask.

But Claus nodded and affirmed.

"Yes .... Did you have any problems?"

The refreshing beauty looks cloudy with anxiety. It's cunning to be humble just like this.

I'm afraid there's no problem, but it's hard to say.

"No. I think it smells good."

Yes. It smells good. I'm scared of that.

When I uttered words that I praised, Claus's eyes glowed brightly. The cheeks that draw fearless lines are dyed red, and smile with a full face.

"Actually, I was secretly practicing. I want to be able to make Rosemary's favorite tea delicious."

"That's right ..."

What is this man aiming for?

I inadvertently looked far. ...... No, no. This is probably where you will be moved. It should be a scene that touches his dedication to do that for me.

Don't try to pull your escort knight why you have to learn how to brew tea. It's not a scene of tears, thinking of the hardship of a maid who seems to have been instructed, me.

I mean. If so, then.

This tea ... Is it miraculously true tea?

Hope is in my heart looking at the swaying water surface.

You may be able to go. I throbbed my throat and decided.

Hold your breath, five seconds.

I put my mouth on the amber liquid.

!!!!

Cut. I opened my eyes wide like a cartoon drawing.

What spreads in the mouth is deep bitterness and astringency, and then the sourness that pierces the tongue. The sweetness that comes with a drool that will wash away everything one beat later comes.

The consciousness has begun to recede into the paradise of the taste, which has been swept away with the power to destroy my taste.

It's totally different!

Who is it! A guy with hope that he could go. Me!

The color and smell are decent but the taste is devastating. I feel relieved and cut from my back at once. It's better to treat it like a tasteless odorless poison, this.

Put your strength on your fingertips that are starting to shake so that you can drop them, and raise the angle of the cup. The liquid was poured at a stretch.

!!

According to the survival instinct, swallow everything with teary eyes, enduring to be about to vomit.

I didn't have the confidence to reach out again once I put it on.

"... go, go, go ..."

Return the empty cup to the saucer while breathing ceases.

The princess, who drinks tea at a glance, did a serious act, but has no regrets. My heart is full of feelings I've done.

The stomach complains of material weight, but will eventually disappear. It should disappear ... Probably. I don't mean stomach rest with tea.

"I'm listening, but Claus .... Did you put anything in the tea?"

"No. What's special?"

Look back at the escort knight with a bloody face.

Klaus shook his head with a slightly confused look at me.

"so"

"Ah"

"what?"

He exhaled, exhausted as if by a miraculous mix of devastating Klaus senses, and he screamed with a face that came to mind.

What. After all, was it toxic?

"With loyalty and respect for Rosemary"

"That's good"

A man with a sweet smile smiling and whispering had a blue line on my forehead.

I don't think I'm serious. There was a colder voice than ever before.

Apparently, the identity of the play seems to be Klaus's loyalty and respect. I guess that's actually what I hate.

"... why do you laugh?"

Klaus glanced happily while looking at absolute zero.

Unlike a doya face up to now, he has a nostalgic smile and his poison is removed.

"Finally, I returned to my usual Rosemary."

Klaus pointed at his eyebrows because he had a much more difficult face.

I was pointed out and I involuntarily rounded my eyes.

Sure, before going to my father's room, I was nervous and nervous, and after coming out, I was full of heads about the Demon King.

Did you wrinkle between your eyebrows and just look down, did you worry about me like a Claus?

"I was worried."

"No, that's what I did."

I returned with a bitter smile and didn't mind.

To be honest, it is very unthinkable that my default is to look at absolute zero and take a simple attitude, but close your eyes there.

I don't mind if it's a line that usually comes out for a smiling face.

"... What did you do?"

Muttering, fishing. Repeating Claus's words, he looked at me curiously.

"Rose Mary?"

"Hey, Claus. Can I ask?"

"Anything"

"It's an analogy ... Suppose a person has a severe wound that's been hidden for so many reasons that he can't show it to anyone. Do you think you're wrong? "

It is almost certain that Mikhail, who had been the demon king's vessel in the game, will have the magical power. Moreover, I think that there is no small number, judging from the magic power possessed by the Demon King.

But he has always been secret. I could hide it.

Can I expose it?

"... What about it? If you leave the wound untreated, it may suppur and rot, and I can't recommend it much."

"Yeah, but if I can do it myself, I may be able to live without any scars."

I asked Theo before, but he said that he couldn't remove the control device even now that he had good control because his anger could easily draw magic.

There is no certainty that Mikhail will not run away because he is not perfect even if he has learned properly.

On the other hand, if you have survived without knowing anyone for more than ten years, Mikhail may already be in control.

"It's impossible to completely erase scars, but if you treat it properly and take medicine, it won't make it worse. I might be right, but for that person it might just be imposition. "

If you become a mage apprentice, you will learn a lot, and eventually you will be able to help Mikhail himself.

I think both the control unit and colleagues like Lutz and Theo could ease the burden on Mikhail's mind.

But mages in this world have a lot of trouble.

They are exposed to curiosity and often have negative emotions such as disgust and awe. People who have been with you so far can change their attitude.

Actions are restricted, and villains are sometimes targeted.

Should it be left or exposed?

Which is correct as a princess? And what do I want to do?

"... I'm sorry. I heard something strange."

Either way, you have to decide for yourself. Just because you couldn't keep it up isn't a good reason to get involved.

Forget, and tell a bitter smile.

"... I don't have wisdom like you do."

"e?"

Klaus opened his mouth when he was about to end the story.

"I don't know what's right and what's wrong, but I know that the Lord is so active that I can hardly imagine from her pretty appearance."

"..."

I'm worried if I'm being praised or degraded.

After silenced with a delicate face, she exhaled and relaxed.

"Isn't it awkward to stop?"

"I regret where I go, but look at the way I did not go and regret it."

There was also a violent back pushing.

If you regret not doing it, try to regret it. Advice, it's too rough.

Ah, but my shoulders might have been loose.

"Thank you"

Muttering small.

Then the escort knight, which was always troublesome and clunky, laughed at his older brother's face.

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