Simmering Jams at the Edge of the Forest

severe… And that’s nice, too, but.”

I knew she was saying with a maiden heart, but that was some serious colored glasses she was wearing! I was amazed that she could get away with ‘a little tough’ on that strong face with that damsel in love filter.
When he stared at someone, a rookie got shot, really.
Oh, that made Margaret’s interpersonal skills very high.
Was that what salespeople in other worlds were like, how well trained were they? If I remember correctly…No, no.

“Come to think of it, she didn’t seem particularly concerned about it.
And they greeted each other normally from the first meeting.”

“…From the first meeting, it was normal?”

“Yes, very normal.
Oh yes, she did an exquisite bow.”

Can you write “gah!” in the background? Lady Rachel… Not many young ladies could get an attendant to quiet her.
Oh, she better put the cup back on the table, it was dangerous if she dropped it.

“…Does Ms.
Margaret have a husband or a lover in her former world?…”

“They broke up a while ago, and now she’s available.”

“…A lover in Meissery…?”

I wondered what happened to the young doctor.
If she’d dumped him, I would comfort him the next time I saw him… I thought they’d make a good match, those two.
But it was Margaret who decided.

“You know.
I’m thinking the closest thing she has to a close person is Buddy.”

“Buddy?”

“He’s Lady Adelaide’s dog.”

She stared at me with tearful eyes.
They got along great, I was telling the truth.

“…I understand.
I’m going.”

“Eh?”

“If I could go there and meet them with my own eyes, I think I would understand.
I’m going to Meissery.
Come on, Marie Louise, we’re going back.
Contact father immediately.”

“Eh, m-my lady!?”

Wow, her eyes were scary.
Oh, were she serious? No, she couldn’t.
Marie Louise, stall her more! No, she got up.
Oh, don’t knock over the pile there, it was in order, I mean.-

“As I mentioned earlier, Lady Rachel, the ‘Spirit Orison’ is an important figure for the entire continent.
Even if you are a marquise’s daughter, it is not an acceptable thing for a nobleman to just barge in on a visit without permission.”

As soon as I finished, a wonderfully crafted fan came out of nowhere and thrusted squarely in front of my chest.

“Hee!?”

“…Hugh Townsend.
You do understand who you are talking to.
Do you think I’m a fool who can’t even recognize that?”

Lady Rachel, who was holding a glamorous posture, smiled softly and spread out her fan, gracefully hiding half of her beautiful face… Scary! What was this power? The young lady had become a queen.
That majestic fan handling was scary!

“Fufu, I would never barge in on them.
Walter’s stay was only for a few more days… I will pick him up.
We are only bringing the carriage home, not to Meissery’s ‘orison,’ but to Walter, who is seeing his mother.”

“”

“Lady Rachel, that is a very aristocratic excuse.
Do you think it will work for Walter?”

With that one word, where was the young lady she had been a moment ago? The moment I saw the young lady’s normal face… Was she okay? She’d been busy with the ups and downs of tension today.
Was this also a maiden’s mind?

“…S-So, I’m worried!! Who wouldn’t love such a wonderful person! S-someone like Sir Walter…”

Ah, I’d been gone for a while and the floor was dirty.
I didn’t think she should kneel.
Ah, Marie Louise, yes pull her up quickly, it’s hard on the dress.

I had known this young lady for over ten years now, and she had not changed at all.
She had been drilled into a high level of a young lady education and could act accordingly, but in front of her own people, she was a childish child at full throttle.
Well, I guess that was why the master doted on her so much, because she was totally the right age, but she’d sifted through it all, and there was not even the word of arranged marriage.
Her light purple eyes sparkled as they spilled large tears.

“You are still a crybaby.
You are ruining the name of the Lady of the Golden Rose.”

“I-I don’t want that name, I want, to be, a woman worthy of Sir Walter.
Uuuuu..”

No, my lady, you had a high enough spec, hadn’t you? Walter was just being dense.
I guessed his ex-wife was still haunting him… I was very surprised when I found out they were getting married.
Maybe you tired of saying no, Walter.
I pity them, I pity them, for both sides.

“It can’t be helped… Here is good news for such a crybaby girl.
I have made a couple of suggestions in the report I just submitted.
I’ll tell you about one of them specially.”

“W-What is it?”

Coincidentally.
Well, I was sure Lady Rachel would be fine with Margaret.
I felt they would get along.
They were people who didn’t make decisions based on appearance or status.

“In the village, there are hardly any single women of Margaret’s age.
Few of them were young to begin with, and all of them were either married or their single daughters were at least ten years younger than her.
I’m sure she’ll be in the capital soon, and it would be nice to have someone close to her age to talk to who knows more about this side of the city.”

“Hugh, that…”

“If you run for the office at this point and ask the Marquis to turn you in, you have a high probability of going to see him, don’t you?

Lady Rachel’s eyes shone in a different way as she quickly recovered.
Ah, this was a sure thing.

“Leave it to me.
I will definitely grab that assignment and leave tomorrow! Let’s go, Marie Louise!”

No, indeed, you couldn’t do it tomorrow of today.
There were some adjustments to be made, maybe next week at the earliest.
I had underestimated Lady Rachel’s energy and bargaining power.

The young lady left the laboratory in a rush, and true to her word, she departed for the Meissery at sunrise the next day.