The Falsely Executed Marquis’ Daughter Wants to Live Peacefully with Fluffy God

TL Notes:

Hanami=cherry blossom viewing. You might see me use a slightly different version like ‘flower-viewing’ event or party in the passage.

Sake=alcohol; The Japanese character for ‘sake’ usually refers to any alcoholic beverage, but in English, it refers to rice wine in particular. I use sake and alcohol interchangeably.

It is the time of year when the roses bloom. My preparations in the rose garden are perfect.

The flowers, which initially started out as rose seedlings, have gradually developed into buds and are blooming into magnificent flowers. Thanks to Marie’s advice, the aesthetic taste of the arrangement of roses is multicolored and beautiful. In the gazebo, we admired the rose garden, which was in full bloom.

“It’s beautiful.”

“Yeah. They are really beautiful and excellent roses.”

Leaning on the table with my chin resting in my hand, Marie and I are relaxing, peals of laughter escaping from time to time. Leon is sprawled out on top of the chair, and because Marie brushes him every day, his silver fur is getting fluffier and fluffier.

Recently, I’ve been helping Leon brush his fur with a brush that also has purification magic added to it. After all, I’ll be able to enjoy mofumofu that way.

By the way, my hair is also glossy. My family was wondering how my hair became so glossy. My mother, in particular, was very curious. After all, she is a woman. I tried to gloss it over with the poor excuse that I had gotten my hands on a good brush.

Because my mother said she wanted the brush, too, Marie gave another brush with purification magic added to it. As a result, Mother’s hair also became glossy. She was a beautiful woman to start with, but with this, her beauty was further improved. That being the case, Father seems to have fallen even deeper in love. I was happy to see my parents having such a good relationship.

“It would be nice if I could invite the gods to come and enjoy the cherry blossoms.”

“Hold it. Gods are very fond of drinking alcohol. They’ll just fool around at the flower-viewing party.”

Leon, who was lying down, gets up and is stretching. Ahhh. This gesture is too cute! Is it okay for me to fluff?

Marie’s hands are also fidgeting. By the way, it seems that Marie has gotten the habit of doing that every time she wants to fluff.

“…Want to fluff？Only for a little bit.”

“Yay!”

Leon's fur, which has become even fluffier, is even more comfortable to touch. Marie and I both fluffed Leon.

“Umu. Scratch my ears, too. Under my chin also feels pleasant.”

Although he only said very little, he seems happy.

“The gods like to drink? Does Leon also like to drink?”

“I like sake, but I drink in moderation. The rest of the gods are heavy drinkers. Flair, in particular, is a bad drunk.”

“But, the gods have been very good to me, so I’d like to invite them.”

“Ufufufu~ This sounds excellent. A cherry blossom viewing! And sake!”

At the entrance of the gazebo stood Flair-sama with a big smile.

“The last person I want to hear from has arrived.”

Leon frowned in disgust. You have a scary look on your face, and your eyebrows are all wrinkled up. Just a moment ago, he was so happy…

“The cherry blossom viewing will be tomorrow! I must go inform the other gods about this immediately. Daaku go!”

Daaku-sama raises his hand as he emerges from Flair-sama’s shadow.

“Got it. Sis… Sister. Marie, I’m looking forward to the snacks you’ll prepare to go with the sake.”

Daaku-sama casually asked for a snack to go with his drink. Does he drink alcohol? He looks like a boy, but he's much older than us, so I suppose it's okay.

“Well, I guess it’s a good skill to have. What shall I prepare?”

“Marie, let me help you.”

“It’s outrageous to have Miss cook!”

“I want to learn to cook. Please, Marie~”

I put my hands together, asking Marie to let me help. She reluctantly agreed and sighed, saying, “I guess I don’t have any other choice.”

I've always been interested in cooking. It's not common for a noblewoman to cook, but I've heard that there are some who do it as a hobby.

“I hope you don’t regret this.”

Leon murmurs with furrowed brows.

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The next morning, I woke up early and headed for the kitchen. Marie was already in the kitchen, preparing the food.

“Good morning, Marie.”

“Oh, Miss. Do you often wake up at this time?”

“I had Leon wake me up.”

I knew Marie would get ready by herself without waking me up. I’ve been with her since I was a baby, you know?

Marie glares at Leon, but Leon pretends not to see it.

“Well, let’s get ready. What should I do?”

“Well, I will be making a quiche, so please crack some eggs and place them into a bowl.”

“Okay!”

There were eggs in a basket, which have been collected from the chicken coop, so I cracked the eggs into a bowl.

“Good, Miss. You’re very skillful. Usually, when you crack an egg for the first time, you will get some shells crushed inside…”

I've been reading a lot of cookbooks lately, but I didn't think I could do it very well either. As I was cracking the eggs, humming to myself, Leon climbed onto the worktable and gazed at me.

“Leon, sit in a chair. Your fur is going to get into the food.”

“I thought I could help out with something.”

“But, you can’t use your hands in that form, can you?”

A soft breeze blows, and a beautiful nobleman with silvery-white hair appears.

“Is this better?”

I heard the sound of a plate shattering. Marie had dropped the plate she was holding.

“…Leon-sama… can also take on human form!?”

By the way, this was the first time Marie had seen Leon's human form. I guess this would be shocking to her.

“Leon, that appearance might be too stimulating to women… Can you at least look more like my big brother?”

“Is that so? Alright. It’s only Siegfried.”

Once again, the wind blows softly. The person who appeared was…

“Are you an angel!?”

“I’m not an angel. I’m a god.”

It was Leon in the form of an angelic boy. He was beautiful, even as a boy. Flair-sama said that gods don't have a specific form, but humanoid gods are all beautiful, aren't they?

“I thought we were making quiche. Leave this one to Rio and me, so Marie prepare something else.”

“Ye…yes.”

Marie hasn’t quite calmed down, but she starts preparing for the next dish anyway.

Leon worked quickly as if he already knew the recipe for quiche.

“Does Leon know how to make quiche?”

“In the past, I had made this together like this. Rio, when you cut vegetables, keep your hands parallel to the knife and cut like this.”

Leon shows me how to do it. I follow his instructions and try to cut the vegetables.

“Pretty good. Rio is very skillful.”

Leon said… ‘together’. Who did you make this with? My chest stings a little. Huh? What’s going on with me?

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It’s great that we made the snacks, but… how are we going to transport these many?

“Sorry to keep you waiting-pinpororin.”

The Time God appeared out of thin air.

“Time God?”

“You’re finally here. Take the dishes to the rose garden in the forest.”

“I’m on it-pinpororin!”

The next moment, the food disappears into space.

“Carry the food? How are you going to do that?”

Leon returns to his small beast form and jumps into my pocket.

“The Time God can use space magic, so I asked him to bring the food to the rose garden in the forest.”

Space magic is the unique magic of the Time God. Apparently, it can store and transport a large number of objects in space. Moreover, as long as the items are in the space, time does not pass. In other words, you can eat freshly cooked food.

“Ah! Would you like some sake? There isn’t enough alcohol in the villa.”

“If it’s alcohol, they’ll bring it themselves. Let’s get ready to head to the forest.”

I went back to my room, got dressed with Marie's help, and then told the head butler that I didn't need breakfast today.

“I’m sure without the Young Lady, the Master and family will miss you very much.”

The head butler says with a sigh. You look disappointed, but I can't give in today.

“Tell them I’m sorry. I’ll join them for dinner.”

“Certainly. Well, have a nice time, Young Lady. Marie, take good care of the Young Lady.”

“I will. Father… No, I mean, Head Butler.”

“We’re off.” The three of us left the mansion and walked down the path leading to the forest as usual.

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