Tearmoon Empire Story

Lesson 34: Keep Your Face Bare

An hour before the freshman welcome ball, Meer was alone in the bathroom.

The princess can afford it…… not that. Because Meer was half crying.

“Ugh, that sucks……, that sucks!

In the first place, what is popular with royal and aristocratic daughters are the multiple layers of luxurious dresses. Including makeup, that would take a few hours to prepare.

Despite this… Meer is in the bathroom. Besides, there’s no such thing as Anne, who’s supposed to be around, just by herself.

Shit, wash your hair in a hurry, Meer. The hair has some kind of mucus on it…

There were a few circumstances in which she was going through this.

Meer woke up early that morning.

I finished lunch and dinner in the morning, then plenty of room, and changed into a dress.

The finest dress sent by the emperor who drowned his daughter, though it took time to wear, was an extremely luxurious one that was never available in other countries.

Dressed in such a flashy dress, your makeup is perfect. It wasn’t until two hours before the party started that all preparations were made.

That, the subtle margin of time took its toll.

“We still have time, so maybe we should take a look around the school…”

Meer, who thought so, encountered a rare object along the way.

The equestrian club was walking horses.

– You’ve never seen it so close.

And so on, I was looking at Meer with a pounding eye. There, I’ve got a horse nose.

Meer doesn’t hate animals. Mindful of the horse who leans his nose toward his intimacy, Meer stretches out her hand to say if I should stroke it and give it to him, etc…

Blah blah blah! I got caught up in a flashy horse sneeze called

“Ahhhhh!

After the gust of wind, what was there was the appearance of Meer, who was spooked with various mucuses of the horse.

“Ugh, how could you…, how could you do this…”

Meer sniffling, weeping.

That was an event that could only be described as unlucky.

As a matter of fact, there are circumstances in which Meer’s favorite perfume was stretched out and sprinkled, so the smell was harder, but still, there was a situation in which sympathy could not be forbidden.

And when I saw Meer, who came back quietly, Anne was unwittingly distracted.

I can’t do anything about it, even as Anne, although I instruct her to get herself cleaned up in the bath while nagging the semi-crying Meer.

That’s what I thought…

“… I can’t help it, Anne, put on some makeup to the extent that you’re not properly ashamed of it…, the dress, look after it appropriately”

Shizuku, that’s what they said, so the maid’s soul caught fire.

– You can’t embarrass the princess!

Anne burned. It’s on fire!

– Master Meer is cute even if she doesn’t wear so much makeup because she wants to!

Having thought of it that way, Anne confined herself only to drawing eyelines to soothe her slightly tight impressions, and all she had to do was devote herself to wearing the dress.

From now on, I can’t do anything formal. If it is abbreviated, it means that flashy things should be avoided, so Anne chose a white monochrome dress.

My shoulders were out and my skirt chose just the right thing to dance a slightly shorter dance.

Further to the finish, unlike Meer’s own use, the time expired when she sprayed the perfume to a slightly fragrant extent.

The boy, who was gathered at the party venue, was blinded by the appearance of Meer.

Amid the overflow of girls in luxurious dresses, Meer, wearing qualitative dresses, looked healthier and more radiant than anyone else.

The reason is very simple.

The girls in the venue looked mostly blue and white by the tightening of the corset. White and beautiful, rather than simply pale.

By contrast, Meer doesn’t wear a corset. Plus, I have a good blood color in the bath.

The slightly reddened cheeks were adorable and the matte skin in the bath looked radiant.

Even more true, Meer’s slippery skin, which was supposed to be hidden in a thick dress, is sparingly exposed thanks to the abbreviated dress.

It was supposed to be a dress lacking in luxury, but instead it had the effect of perfectly accentuating Meer’s slippery skin appeal on hand salt.

All those circumstances raised the absolute rating “Barely Beautiful Girl” Meer to relative rating “Normally Beautiful Girl”.

I’m not an extinct beautiful girl.

Neither incarnation nor incarnation is enough.

The beauty, however, was undoubtedly enough to distract the men who were in the venue.

Meer, such a beautiful girl, has attracted my attention all the more because she has a cute sigh or something.

– Oh, again, if you come to the party in such a light outfit, you’ll stand out.

Some of the boys in the venue had their hearts shot out without knowing that she had started wearing abbreviated dresses for some toho reason, such as being caught in a “horse sneeze”.