Earl's daughter Annemarie became Ore-sama.

Oresama >> Cleaning the new room

　Annemarie's emotions are up and down like a roller coaster, but this was always the case in her original world, so there was no particular problem.

　Well, first of all, I changed my room to the largest and largest place. Of course, he didn't ask anyone for permission.

　After all, the new Annemarie thinks she is the best. She takes it for granted that what she says is heard by those around her, like she breathes. She doesn't think, and she never thought, that she doesn't get what she wants.

"From today onwards, this will be my room... my room!!!"

　For the time being, Annemarie rephrased because she had enough intelligence to think that the transcendentally cool and stylish way of calling me, Ore-sama, might be disproportionate to the lady.

　The largest room in the mansion, that is, the father's living room. Of course, on the big bed with a canopy in the master bedroom, it was a set from crossed arms to loud laughter.

　By the way, my father wasn't at the mansion because of work, and my mother-in-law was away because she was out shopping. Her servants don't care where Annemarie does what.

　Therefore, no one could stop Annemarie's outrage.

　Declaring that it is her room, Annemarie jumps off the bed with joy. After she decided on a room, she thought that she should collect more and more tasteful accessories and clothes.

"What's in the drawer... what is this small bottle? Is it perfume? It smells bad. Ah, this is something that adults use at night. Annemarie's father is a perverted father.

　Annemarie roamed the room, as if her father had no privacy. There were many things about her that underage girls shouldn't see, but since she was already an adult inside, there was no problem.

　It's not a good thing to come out of the room. She looked in the wardrobe, but it was a strange one, with nothing to suit her taste, and moreover, clothes that did not fit Annemarie's body.

“Anyway, I want decent clothes.

　In doing so, Annemarie threw her father's clothes from the wardrobe into the corridor. After all, the closet in the room that must have been her former room had nothing but plain and plain dresses.

　Since I changed from a man to a woman, even though the clothes I wear are dresses and skirts, not being able to dress up is nothing but pain. Also, there is no law that states that a young lady cannot wear trousers, and there is no law that prohibits her from wearing a dress because she is the crown prince.

　Annemarie believes that you wear the clothes you want to wear.

"Kyaaaaa!!!??? Wha, what is this!!!???"

　A scream was heard from the corridor, and Annemarie rushed out of the room. I'm still in the middle of carrying my luggage to the dressing room, so what the hell is going on?

“Why are my husband’s clothes in the hallway!?”

"Who, who did it!?"

　Seeing the maids making a fuss, Annemarie was amazed at why they were making such a fuss. When she saw her father's underwear, which was definitely in bad taste, she thought the maid had passed out from the shock. She doesn't think it's a good idea to meddle in other people's tastes, but it's the underwear that she doesn't like.

"Noisy, you guys. Be a little quieter, really."

"Oh, young lady!? What are you doing? That's my husband's room!"

"No!!! This is my room!!"

　When Annemarie shouted, the maids in the corridor flinched. After all, Annemarie was always timid, and she never raised her voice.