I'm a Princess?
No. 31 days to three
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Today is the day for embroidery, cooking and poetry competitions.
And today was a tough day for Miya, because what? Because he can't embroider.
But even so he still had to follow the match so as not to get angry with his father yes even though the main star must be Miki's daughter anyway.
Today was a pretty cold day because it was raining a lot last night. Therefore Miya used a covered dress that was not too thick and a hijab.
After he was ready he loyo went to the race place that had many ladies and princesses who came and talked to each other.
Miya sat in just any place and started daydreaming. Although he had briefly studied while in the dimension room but still he could not.
"Hahhh, do whatever is important so, " muttered Miya.
The embroidery race takes up to two hours and of course makes Miya saturated and her waist gout because sitting continues.
In fact, he was also confused to embroider what to finally make a kitten sitting with a decorated lope lope around him even though others embroider something beautiful and elegant.
And of course Miya is not the winner.
In the second race each participant is asked to make three foods and one drink whatever it is.
Men can see their work as well as those who do not participate in the race on the condition that it does not interfere.
Miya chose to cook on the back bench using a gas stove that had been prepared by Kanao without the knowledge of people.
Ps: this race is free to use its own furnace, its own materials or what is important the results of its work that will judge are the crown prince princes of the three empires at the proposal of the emperors themselves. By the way Haru ama Lia is in the dimension room with the kewan.
"What kind of thing are you going to make?, "asked Miao who came along with Kanao and Arnius while Rei was teasing the girls and Kazuo was advising some people.
"Boy boiled spinach, boiled broccoli, sambel same pop ice, " said Miya lazy.
"What?!, whose intention is little why bat lu, "sick Kanao.
"Well instead of the others can only boil the same burning doang ya gw cook cake that ga papa dong, " protested Miya.
"Ga should be more intent dong!, "tell Kanao.
"Okay but please buy a spicy five thousand skewer meatballs yes keep the same jackfruit juice, oh yeah don't forget chiki chiki, "pinya Miya.
Just now that Kanao wanted to talk was cut off by Miya.
"If you don't want it, I've made white rice aje, " he said.
"Hahhh, okay okay so I go first bay, " said Kanao resigned then go to a quiet place and make a gate.
Miya also finally cooked chicken soup, fried rice and red guava-flavored jelly that was given shavings of ice and milk. Lastly for drinks Miya makes chocolate flavored ice pop.
"Really very simple 😅, "murm Miao.
Some time passed and now all the dishes on the table were arranged long and the three princes were ready to taste one by one.
Meanwhile, Miya was enjoying her meatballs while sitting in her place.
Praise and cheers came when the princes liked the food of Princess Miki made the master smile with satisfaction without being noticed by others.
But after eating Miya's cooking, the three princes felt unable to let go of the food and ended up eating it to the end.
"Wow Mimi's food is so good, how can you make food as good as Mimi's?," amazed Rei.
"May you too Miya, " praise Kazuo.
"You always taste good, Miya, "thank you Arnius.
"Hmmm "alternally Miya.
And so finally the cooking competition won by Miya made Miki's daughter grumble furiously in silence.
After that the last race, the poetry race began.
"Why is the time so long?, is not just making poetry?, talking poetry here and poetry in the world I am the same how different is it?, "inner Miya confused.
" Bodo is very mending cepet finished so that it can fall, " muttered Miya.
He started writing a poem on hfs and after ten minutes he was done making it.
"Gw ga talent same poem huh?, the cake is only ten minutes so I have finished aja ye (｡_on)," inner Miya while looking at the clock on her phone screen.
"Au ah, "is indifferent to Miya but she becomes very hungry when she sees a message coming into her phone.
What else if not a job.
"Aaaa disturb ni bat duty (¬_¬)," annoyed Miya.
In the end, the rest of the time Miya had he used to complete his task.
"We miss the cake see hp deh, she's not plagiarized by people right?, " asked Kanao.
"Most college assignment, "said Miao.
Three hours later the match was over and all results were checked by the queens.
And in the end the match was won by Miya with her poem containing........
Sand in the desert
A drop of water in the ocean
A bird in the vast sky
We are only a small part of the world
Even we are invisible
In God's eyes
(i'm sorry if the author makes it ugly, because he doesn't know that).
A poem that reminds us that we are only a small part of the world that has nothing to do with God.
Of course it makes people who love Miya very happy, in contrast to concubine Gina and daughter Miki whose face darkens with anger.
"Mayan was the one who won seven dozen times hahahahaha, "inner Miya feel proud.
"The task is also finished again, can leha leha nih hehehehehe, "he continued while he heard the grin ga clear.
"Yul lu gil@ huh? 😑, "ask Kanao.
"I'm not healthy, "rejected Miya.
"Keet you hear the grin of that orgil cake anyway?, "asked Kanao.
"Here kek g know his behavior aje, "said Miao.
"Sister!, "the shout suddenly sounded making Miya turn and find Minori, Sachie and Fudo concubine who approached her with a big smile.
"Congratulations, brother, you are indeed my best sister 👍," said Sachie and Fudo.
"Congratulations, son, now the person who chided you will be silenced because of your talent, "commissioned concubine Minori.
"Wait for something I want to ask. All the women here can be all that from small huh?," asked Miya when she remembered something.
"Well, why?, "confused concubine Minori.
"Means that I've fought pro all dong, goat pantes aje on santuy, but fortunately won ◐.◐," said Miya.
And the chatter continued with laughter while Ren could only smile from a distance because if he was close to Miya there would be shirk.
"A tiring day, "his mind.
