The Development of a Marquis

Alas, that little girl, why are you like this? That is the identity I just picked up. My soul has been in it for four, five, six, seventy minutes. I didn't let you take it away without saying a word... She squatted on the ground, wanting to roll but was afraid of soiling her only outfit. In the wilderness of Kuchou, no flower-catcher would appear and abduct her. Even if she was sold to a mean master as a maid, it would be better than now. Where is the master? ! I beg to be bullied, begged to be rounded and flattened, not only did I not reply, but I even shouted for another bottle~ Just give me food to eat, don't waste your body, do whatever you ask me to do! How about at least giving her a chance to get to know the world? Well done to the time-traveling gods, please give them a temporary halo or something. Don't ask the girl to freeze to death in the background of plants on the first day after traveling through time.