| Author: Tensei Mikami | Original Source: Syosetu | Word Count: 2269 characters |
| Translator: Jiro | English Source: Re:Library | Word Count: 354 |
| Editor(s): Robinxen | ||
Autumn was nearing its end.
Elita sighed as she observed the barren trees; the golden leaves that had once adorned the courtyard were now nowhere to be seen.
Autumn was a fine season.
It was the time of year for pumpkins, chestnuts, and ginkgo nuts. In addition, grape harvest festivities provided an opportunity to enjoy the plethora of grapes. Elita whipped her drool as she longed for the autumn harvest that she so dearly loved but was no longer able to indulge in. Even though she was still young, Elita already tended to choose efficiency over beauty.
“Look at the time! I must hurry.”
Elita lightly slapped her cheeks and fixed her expression. She did not have the luxury of putting off her work in favor of fantasies about food.
Elita walked along what seemed to be an endless corridor, dressed in her exquisite jet-black maid’s uniform and shaking from the late autumn cold.
“Excuse me.”
Elita muttered before nervously opening the door she had just arrived at. Upon entering the room, Elita froze at the holy painting-like scenery she’d seen countless times before.
Or at least she should have…
“What? Lady Seletina1?”
Elita looked around, but the lovely lady she was meant to be serving was nowhere to be found.
The bed’s blanket was arranged neatly, bearing no evidence of use.
The fireplace appeared to have been put out a while ago as well.
“Just where did Lady Seletina go… What’s this?”
Elita’s senses were suddenly overwhelmed by the scent of a Pereta fruit.
The scent came from the potpourri placed by the room’s window.
Elita followed the aroma there, and when she got to the window, she couldn’t help but peek.
Outside, she saw Balged and Yennis training with swords as usual. However, right next to them she could see Melia training Seletina.
Melia was standing next to Seletina as she practiced, anxiously observing her as if she were observing a piece of glassware.
“I’m so glad for you Lady Seletina.”
Elita smiled.
I’m glad that I was given the chance to serve this lovely family.
Such thoughts crossed her mind.
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