Drop!! ～A Tale of the Fragrance Princess～

Clay often disappears somewhere when she's alone with me.

But today I rarely saw people's faces and told them things. I am doing so. Novels are usually just waiting at times like this. But I don't remember doing anything that really disturbed Clay today. If there is, it's wet clothes.

"I didn't do anything today."

"Is there anything else wrong with today?"

"Hey."

Rather, even from day to day is nothing short of a difference of view. But usually there are further pursuits here, which are rare and very popular today.

"What's up? Are you sick, too?

"… what does Lord Vernault intend to do with the celebration?

"Celebration stuff?

"It is a celebration and gift of the marriage of Your Highness and Miss Cordelia. I'm going to be offering specialties from the Eames family as well, but I'm worried because I can't give them the same"

To Clay with a serious look, I couldn't help but think to myself, 'Ah'.

Of course I didn't forget the existence of a gift. But I have arranged for the offering itself from the Frantheim family to be made on behalf of my father, who has thrown it round, 'You'll see what makes childhood more pleasing', so I was going to prepare it. But I still don't think it's a celebration from me when I think about it again.

But you really have a hard time choosing what to give for those two.

"Those two will be happy to have everything together."

"That's why I'm lost."

"You can't give the same thing when you hear my gift in the first place, so it won't help."

Once said that to escape, Clay was also convinced by the atmosphere of reluctance. But there are so many gifts that don't surprise anyone...

"Ah."

"Did you come up with something?

"I know Clay doesn't like it, but he's absolutely delighted, and there's something the rest of them can't do"

I nodded at Clay, who was eating, and I pulled a pen and paper nearby to write it down and show it.

"" A 'patience voucher'?

"Oh. We'll work together to sneak you two on a date, that's a letter of entitlement."

"It's like such a kid..."

"But imagine His Highness's face. Probably more than happy."

Clay gave the words a hard look to describe.

"... if I were to write too, would I give two copies?"

"Well, don't"

I'll probably get Clay and me another item, but it shouldn't be too bad to celebrate this much extra. Because this is the only way we can celebrate.