Can Someone Please Explain This Situation

No, the comfort of the finest bedding was still the finest. The spacious bed was comfortable to sleep in, and the bright white sheets with no wrinkles were clean and bursting and just the touch. Uh-huh, Duke's servants. You're doing a good job ~! I'd love to have this move taught to you.

Although I got out of bed in the first place, I noticed it again. Get dressed. I don't know what to do now. If this is my parents' house, I'll start by being selfish, but this is the Duke's house (approx. No). How about something that you can move on your own? Or he doesn't even know where his clothes are being treated. This is extremely inconvenient if you have to explain it to someone today.

It was me looking around with my hands on my hips while I was dressed at night.

Concon, Concon.

After the sound of a creepy knock,

"Ma'am, are you awake?

I heard a man called. Does that mean you're a man, Deacon? I just don't think it's a good idea to look like a night outfit, and I rushed to weave my gown from the top of my night outfit,

"Yes, I'm awake"

And I replied.

"Excuse me, sir."

There were two people who came into the room with the voice: a butler and a thoughtfully crisp, magnificent man and a woman. The women are the ones who took care of me yesterday. Someone a little older and a young eye, both with their hair neatly together, dressed in a dressed blue piece.

When the three of them line up inside the door in a row with the chitin,

"" "Good morning, ma'am" "

Pepper, and I've bowed. The hip angle is 45 degrees. You're wonderfully educated!

That doesn't matter. I almost bowed my head when I got caught, but I thought, "How about I'm your wife?"

"Good Morning"

I just greeted him.

"I am Lotus the Deacon. I have taken those who will take care of your wife from today on. This is Dahlia, the head samurai, and this is Mimosa, the chief samurai with his wife."

The butler, who looked satisfied with me, who honestly nodded, introduced me to Dahlia, the younger one, as Mimosa.

Or what a luxury to have two samurai on one of me ~. A samurai is such a luxury at home, so we all did our own thing! Corset was just helping each other out as a family though. I can wear my own clothes or so. It could be makeup for once... it can be done in the 'once' range. The point is, you should be seen. Unless you're obnoxious.

But this is the Duke's house. One or two or three of the samurai are natural. Nobles (celebrities) don't do themselves, this is common sense.

"Daria and Mimosa. Nice to meet you"

I smiled at both of them.

"Sometimes we won't, but we'll work the best we can"

"Please don't hesitate to say anything"

They both smile and talk.

Dahlia was like a lady who had been hitting on the Alpine girl all along, so I set myself up for a moment to figure out what I would do if my personality was like that, but apparently she's worried. Mimosa, as you see, looks like a young cutie.

Deacon, who was quietly watching our soothing introduction,

"I have all the mansions covered, so if you have any concerns, tell me what they are."

That's what I said. I respectfully put my hands on my chest and thanked you.

"Okay, I get it."

When I snort,

"Bye, ma'am. Breakfast is available, so please leave for the dining room as soon as you can. Then I beg your pardon."

I said that and thanked him again and he left the room.

"I need to get dressed first..."

Before I finish saying it,

"Yes, here it is. Anything you like."

That said, Dahlia opened a different door than the entrance. No, honestly, I thought it was the door to the next room, but you weren't. Among the doors that were opened was no longer a closet but a clothing room. It has everything from underwear to shoes. The dresses are rolling like they are lined up in gradients. But I don't think I can wear it so much? Snake lottery is enough for something, me.

……

Dahlia strokes my back gently, feeling overwhelmed and immobile.

"If you'll excuse me, I'll pick something that suits your wife."

"... please"

I felt dizzy because I was too far from my previous life.

Ask them to choose a light water colored dress, and stay tuned by Dahlia and Mimosa.

"With that said, what will my husband do with his meal?

When asked over the mirror,

"My husband has all his life in a separate building with you."

Dahlia said in a cold voice. Well, Dahlia's face, which until then had been calm, was instantly like Nobu. I have a bad eye. Besides, it won't be my fault that Blizzard seems to have erupted from behind. I also felt the same air from Mimosa.

This is scary!! Who's "with you"?!

"Oh, uh, who are you talking about 'bringing'? Did you have any friends yesterday?

Even as I freaked out by the atmosphere of the Dahlia's, I heard.

"It's my husband's favorite in a separate building."

You don't call me your girlfriend or anything?! I'm afraid Dahlia's voice is low. Mimosa, who refrains beside it, also has half an eye. There's an aura drifting like a blizzard.

"It's about her, isn't it?

"Shall I?"

Heh heh!! The response is cold!

"What's your name, by the way...?

"Did you say Master Calendula?

Why questionable? "What's that? 'A targeted response?

"Da, Dahlia? Mimosa?"

Biku, frightened. The two of you noticed me,

"As, well, I'm sorry, ma'am!!

"Your wife doesn't have to worry about it, ho ho ho..."

And, back to the original soft atmosphere, and was rushing to fix it.

My husband, my girlfriend, my servant hates me?