Logi, without thinking, mentioned Prince Norton and muttered unintentionally.

“Where, from which empire? Who?”

Melanie opened her eyes wide and asked.

She shook Logi’s shoulders violently, asking why she hadn’t been told such an important fact.

“Well, it’s Prince Norton from the Petsha Empire…”

“Miyaaong?!”

‘What’s so handsome about that prince? My great Moiya is much better.’

Moiya emitted a disgruntled cat’s whimper and raised its tail stiffly.

Startled by the cat’s sound, Melanie looked down.

“What cat?”

“Do you want to raise it, Melanie Mama?”

Logi asked nonchalantly, and Melanie jumped up.

“Oh? I don’t like anything cuter than me!”

“…Ah, yes.”

“But, is it allowed to raise it in the royal palace?”
“Ah, not yet. I was going to report to the administration office, but… the cat seemed so sick lately that I had to postpone it, as if it was going to die. Now that it seems to have recovered, I should let you know.”

As a flustered Logi spoke in a pitiful voice, Melanie bowed down and scrutinized Oh Gee.

“Oh, no wonder the little one seemed a bit under the weather.”

‘Something that looks like a rusted beetle… Is it saying quite sensible things?’

Moiya, shaking Oh Gee’s tail, approached Melanie gracefully.

“Did you suffer because of your appearance? Since the weather is nice, let’s go out.”

Melanie’s words touched Moiya inwardly.

‘Wow, this rusty beetle has a generous heart?’

“Don’t just stay stuck in the basket, jump around here and there. That way, your owner won’t get caught secretly raising you. Right? Puhaha!”

Melanie, patting Oh Gee’s buttocks, swiftly picked Oh Gee up and put it into the picnic basket she had brought.

‘Hmm, a human kid who knows how to play? I really like you!’

Excitedly wagging its tail, Moiya, who had been, gradually changed its posture to a flatter one upon seeing Logi’s increasingly hostile face.

“Logi Mama, let’s go out quickly. Let’s eat sandwiches by the lake. Oh, also bring that book. You need to rest your head and take a nap!”

Melanie even placed the thick ancient book Logi was reading into the basket.

Logi and Melanie arrived at the lake garden, about a 15-minute carriage ride from the palace.

The water of the lake met a long and wide canal, which, in turn, connected to a large river outside the Raphion Imperial Palace.

In summer and autumn, there were quite a few nobles who enjoyed boating along the large canal that connected the lake to the entrance of the imperial palace.

“Shall we sit here? Let’s eat first.”

As attendants laid a checkered cloth on the grass, Melanie sat down as if collapsing onto it and spoke.

“…Are we eating already?”

“Of course, it was hard to come all the way here.”

“Is it difficult just coming here and riding a carriage?”

Logi rebutted Melanie’s words, who was waiting for her imperial carriage in the distance by the lakeside.

“Even for short distances, isn’t riding a carriage a form of travel?”

Melanie rummaged through the basket placed by her attendants, then handed a sandwich she had prepared at her palace to Logi.

“Read a book while eating this.”

“Thank you. It looks delicious.”

Logi smiled as she accepted the sandwich.

“How is it? Edible?”

“Hmm, it tastes good.”

After taking a bite of the sandwich and savoring the flavor, Logi expressed satisfaction.

“Miyaoong? (Are you eating alone?)”

Seeing the sandwich, Moiya jumped out of the basket.

“Either you eat this or that.”

Melanie, rummaging through the basket next to her, threw a small bread to Moiya.

‘This rusty beetle is really kind!’

Moiya waited as if it had been waiting, grabbed the bread with its two legs, and began to tear and eat it playfully.
Logi wanted to grab Moiya’s head, but at the moment, the creature was in Oh Gee’s body, making it impossible to hit.

“The weather is nice. Should I sing a song for you?”

Around the time Melanie finished eating one sandwich, she suddenly asked.

“No.”

Logi rejected as she took a thick book from the basket, but Melanie loosened her throat as if she had received a song request.

“Oh, a vocal test! Oh, if you can’t sing, you can’t be a consort. Oh, my ugly queen~ If you can’t be a consort, you can’t bear a prince. Oh, my ugly queen~.”

“…….”

“Now that I’ve warmed up, I’ll sing properly.”

As Melanie was about to start singing, a sweet male voice was heard from behind them.

“Logi Mama, nice to see you here again.”

Raising both hands to shield her eyes from the sunlight, Logi turned her head.

“Oh? Hello!”

The man who greeted them was Prince Norton, whom Logi had met at the palace support last night.

Logi stood up abruptly.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Moiya seized the sandwich left uneaten by Logi and slipped into the basket.

“Why did Prince come here…”

“I was taking a stroll.”

Prince Norton smiled slightly and touched his lips with his hand.

Only then did Logi realize that there were breadcrumbs on her mouth and hurriedly brushed them off.

“It’s on the other side.”

Prince Norton pointed exactly to the side where the breadcrumbs were.

“…I, I know.”

Logi wiped her entire mouth with the back of her hand and replied in a hurry.

She belatedly discovered a sparkling presence behind Prince Norton.

“But who is that lady?”

Curious, Logi looked at the beautiful woman with fine pink hair.

Princess Lyselia stepped forward slowly, evaluating Logi who seemed somewhat naive.

“Oh, this one is from the Shatoenil Kingdom…”

As Prince Norton tried to introduce Princess Lyselia, she couldn’t wait and stepped forward.

“The weather is really nice.”

‘Later, those under me.’

With that thought in mind, Princess Lyselia’s condescending tone naturally emerged.

“Are you having a picnic?”

In a tone that could be a question or a soliloquy, Melanie stared up at her.

The unusual glances exchanged between the two sparked in the air.

Observing this from the middle, Logi was secretly surprised.

‘They… seem somewhat similar!’

The two women, who looked somewhat alike, exchanged glances as if exploring each other for a while.

“Are you the queen’s consorts?”

Princess Lyselia again asked, in an ambiguous tone that seemed like another soliloquy or a question, while looking back and forth between Logi and Melanie.

“The consorts ‘Ishiji.'”

Melanie emphasized, saying each word distinctly.

“Uchya.”

Then, trying to stand up without putting her hand on the ground, Princess Lyselia, who seemed to have stepped on her dress, shouted ‘Ah-si!’ again as she fell on her buttocks.
Melanie almost fell backward, and some of her long hair dipped into the waters of the lake before emerging.

Logi quickly grabbed the end of Melanie’s hair and squeezed out the water.

“Squeeze it out thoroughly, thoroughly. I don’t want the dress to get wet.”

Melanie turned her head to glance at Logi and said.

“Oh my. Watch the show, I… ”

Princess Lyselia looked at Melanie disdainfully and laughed.

“Then pay and laugh.”

As if nothing happened, Melanie stood up with Logi’s support and confronted Princess Lyselia.

“What?!”

“Who are you? You’re not much of a talker, huh?”

She seemed oblivious to the fact that she, too, spoke briefly, and the sharp gazes of the two women, as if ready to devour each other, clashed at the same eye level.