“...Milady?”

“......”

Penelope flinched. She stiffly turned her head to see five maids assigned to her bedroom standing there, staring blankly at her. More precisely, they were staring at Penelope, who was being carried into the room in Ahwin’s arms as if she were a princess.

In an instant, Penelope’s face turned as red as a tomato.

“Well, it’s just… my legs hurt, so… Ahwin…,” she stammered, her voice faltering.

Realizing her words were going nowhere, Penelope clamped her mouth shut. Meanwhile, Ahwin was visibly shaking, trying to suppress his laughter. She could feel his body trembling against hers.

“Is this really something to laugh about?”

“You’re just too cute, PePe. I think I finally understand what you meant by ‘cute.’ It’s a good thing, isn’t it?”

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Penelope decided it was better not to respond.

Giselle, who had been silently observing their exchange, couldn’t help but mutter under her breath.

“...Unbelievable.”

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