The Seamstress Girl

On the lap of the former king I was proceeded to drink tea and was to receive it.

"Get some rest."

"Huh?"

I'm not tired at all, am I?

"Normally, all this protective sewing is a day's work."

"Really? []/(n, vs) (1) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk

Lord Rodin didn't know, either, or he looked out for the words of the former king.

"Oh, Rodin... I don't know because the Nuir family has strange eyes..."

"Well, it's got to be irrelevant that they dropped the rank, too, that our family went up the rank."

"You used to take this girl away."

"Yeah, yeah, Yui, I was going to ask."

"To?

"Why didn't you make a protective stitch at the Nuir house? With all these arms, I wouldn't have been abused enough to be in that condition."

Uh, that's what they're gonna ask.

It is widely known that the fall of the Nuir family, which cannot be protected and sewn... is my assessment.

The normal aristocratic daughter made her social debut at the age of twelve, she was taught here.

At that time, the birth house said that it was not going to name the Nuir family because it could not protect me from sewing.

I've been a Nuir family my whole life, and I've been a slave flag...

Really, Master Rodin, you used to pick me up, didn't you?

Was he good with needles?

But when I'm listening, Master Rodin, it doesn't seem like the Nuir family thinks well of me.

Whoa, if you don't answer what you're asked.

"Magic, to the Spirit, used, used. To Mr. Spider, to rub, first, I didn't know, or, et al."

Ugh, because I'm talking more than usual today, or my jaw is tired. I'm thirsty.

When did you do it, keep the spirits soaking in the cup, tilt the cup and moisten your throat with tea?

I don't give a shit about food and drinks. I don't care about spirits.

I found the former king a little freaked out because he was in sight.

It's okay. You don't eat spirits, do you?

The spirits, too, pretend to cling to the edge of the cup and come and go.

No attention was paid, so keep talking.

"Later, magic, rubbing, okay, but already... I want to use my powers for that guy's sake, wow, wow, wow, wow."

At the end of the day, my voice became quite faint and thin.

"Oh, okay. Really rest now... you seem more tired of the conversation than the protective stitches"

As slightly shuddered, the previous king cautioned me and I snorted.

"But I heard the story, spiritual treatment..."

"Switching between doing magic and not doing magic is the realm of the magician, right?

Hmm? Do you want to see Spirit Therapy?

But the spirits in need of treatment (Ko) aren't here right now, so...

Magic thread out, arms forged with lace knitting (?)... head (?) So, I made the cape for the spirits in the yukata dress.

Oh, yeah. You know I see the former king, but... never mind before, because I did... and I didn't care how amazing my magic thread is... because I didn't have any awareness at this time.

"You... that's outrageous... just threading magic, but I didn't know you could manipulate that freely, even though it's out of standard."

"Huh?"