Waaah!
Waaaaah!
His Imperial Majesty the Emperor is indeed the Pontiff!
He really is!
"It's hard to get green tea in the territory."
"It should be possible? Even with the long transport period from the Demon Realm Tea Plantation to the Imperial Northern Mountains, recent distribution technology should prevent it from deteriorating into black tea."
"The cost is, yeah."
"True."
Governor-General Pastel was in a state of panic, but her friends were currently having tea time!
The juice glass in her hand trembled. The orange juice sloshed around, saying bye-bye...
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