br>Well, you know, reincarnation usually comes with some kind of lame skill, after all.


In the end, the Prince didn’t put Emma down, so Emma curled up obediently in the Prince’s arms.

When Emma was thinking about how the Prince had gotten sturdier in a year after she met him, a royal castle’s maid approached them in rushed steps.

Reporting that the room she could rest in was ready, the maid showed them inside.

As expected of a palace maid, she works… fast.

“Um, I’m really sorry.
I have increased your work on such a busy banquet.
I apologize for the trouble.”

Emma apologized while staring at the back of the maid who walked ahead of them.

Emma still remembered having worked at a company before, so she felt unnecessarily sorry towards the maid.
Days with non-routine work were always busier than usual and became very hectic if trouble occurred.

Although it wasn’t her intention, being taken care of because of a feigned illness made her feel bad.


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“I’m unworthy of such words… Please don’t mind it.”

As if surprised that Emma talked to her, the maid turned around, stuck out her hands, and waved it in a fluster.

How cute.
That has calmed me down.
Thanks for the healing, Maid-san.


“T-This is the room.
We have sent a messenger to Count Stuart House, so please rest assured.”

When Emma was just soothed by a real-life maid’s cute gestures, she was struck by something that made her break in cold sweat again.

Unexpectedly, they contacted her parents…

“I will be with Grandmother and won’t cause any problems today!” was what Emma declared vigorously when she stepped out of the mansion, but in barely one hour and a half, some trouble already happened.

The saying “hardly out of one’s mouth” precisely refers to this situation, huh…


Whether it’s from the shock or the desperation, Emma’s whole body suddenly went limp, forgetting that she was currently being princess carried.

“Ah, Emma! Are you alright?”

“Your Highness, please quickly carry Emma to the bed!”


‘Oh no.’

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Emma thought to herself, although it was too late.
Before her strength could return to her body, the Prince already put her down gently on the soft fluffy bed.

“Emma, are you conscious!?”



Hilda, the Prince, and the maid called out Emma’s name one after another.

Sorry for the misleading action, but I’m really, completely healthy.
Why does nobody believe me…

“I’m alright.
Forgive me, Prince.
I just feel a little weak…’

“Was I heavy?” Emma wanted to ask but got interrupted by the Prince’s shout.

“D-Doctor, call a doctor!! Quick!!!”

The maid hurriedly ran outside the room.



Others were the ones who caused an uproar, but maybe Emma was naturally talented in making it many times bigger.
No matter what she did, no matter what she said, it only backfired.


Is today… my unlucky day?

Author’s note: “Let’s increase the Prince’s appearance.
I want an episode where the Prince looks cool!” was what I was thinking when I wrote this chapter, but… it developed into something that made me wonder “um? was the Prince cool?”

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