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9. Is there no breakthrough?

Back home I sighed.

'How did you solve Max's problem? How about a tasting?'

A unique tea party. It's easy to say, honestly I wasn't confident.

'My father might kick me out of the tea party.'

When she gave her a tea, she was not impressed. The value of tea here is very high. And the price was prohibitively high for the middle class.

'Because today's drink is white tea, it's more expensive than regular tea.'

The types of tea vary, but it is only divided according to fermentation method or acidity. The raw material is Camellia sinensis, a tea tree. Among them, White Tea was made by collecting sprouts that had not gone down, and the price was very high because the quantity was limited.

'If it's about that difference, you'll be able to stand up to Rose...'

It doesn't matter anymore, my reputation is undermined, but Rose, who has been raising stocks in social circles for a while, was different. If I'm having a party with a normal tea, people who thought I was insincere might blame this Rose. The problem is that I don't have enough money to pack a precious tea.

'Is there any breakthrough?'

It was when I was pondering over the number of cases.

'My lady, this is Marilyn.'

'Oh, come on in.'

As soon as I could, Marilyn opened the door and came in. I exclaimed at the various kinds of flowers held in her arms.

"Wow, that's beautiful,"

Smiling and nodding, Marilyn said. "Right? I went out to the garden and it was so pretty that I brought it to bloom in the vase."

"Yes, it certainly looks good." It was when I was staring blankly at the colorful flowers. There was a flash of confusion in my mind.

'Oh, yeah. That's it, ···!!'

I approached Marilyn and opened my mouth.

"Marylin, by any chance, ·····." Soon she nodded and her eyes shone.

"Of course. There are so many." I grinned at the answer.

'Yes, I think we can save face even if the tasting test is not too much.'

The next morning, I was going to go out to the book I bought earlier. But I couldn't do that because Marilyn stopped me.

"You can't take a walk in that dress, lady."

"Why?" I didn't understand. I wore a chemise as an indoor dress, but the place I was going to go out wasn't far away, because it was right in front of my house.

"It's not time for the sun to rise. You have to wear a robe and a hat because your skin is fragile." I was only convinced by Marilyn's subsequent explanation.

'Well, my skin is sensitive, so I used to be cooked when I was in the sun for a long time.'

"Okay." When I accepted it, Marilyn smiled and opened her mouth.

"Then I'll get you ready," I sighed at her back.

'I don't know why Marilyn hasn't been able to leave me alone lately.'

Obviously she hasn't interfered at all before, now she's poking her nose into every move of mine. In fact, it was very awkward for someone to take care of and worry about his or her personal feelings.