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She lived almost the same as she had in the past. The Verdant Tarn was afraid that she wouldn't get used to it, so it had always been the embroidery that took care of her.

As he was eating, he heard a cheerful and flamboyant voice, followed by a woman in a colorful dress. She bowed slightly and said, "This subject greets sister empress!"

When Sweetie heard her address him