"I say, you two, there's no need to make such expressions at me," Alex said with a wry smile.

"Exactly, if I'm in a bad mood, I can handle it. Miss Tiran, why are you upset? Clearly, you stay at home all day doing nothing," Aya protested.

"I was just helping you glare at him together," Tiran justified with hands raised, completely forgetting that she was also one of the main culprits who agreed to push Aya out to deliver packages.

"This situation has indeed caused trouble for His Highness and Lady Aya," Alex touched his nose, then changed the subject, "However, the temporary road repair I brought news of has been completed, and the traffic jam in the city can now clear, so..."

"So, can I take a break?" Aya's eyes lit up, as she eagerly approached Alex and grasped his hands.

"Uh...," puzzled by Aya's overwhelming enthusiasm, the government official Mr. Alex was a bit at a loss, "Not entirely. There's one last shipment; it just arrived this morning by commercial ship at the port. Due to the tight timeframe, I was wondering if Lady Aya could help with that..."

"Huh? Isn't it possible to use the fleet for transport? Do your job properly!" Aya raised an eyebrow, placed her hands on her hips, and rebuked confidently.

"It's a special case... The order was placed by a large estate owner from Godcust, sourced from East Land, a batch of tree species that are reportedly newly introduced and wanted to be tested for local cultivation. Delayed at sea due to a storm for some time, if it isn't delivered soon, they might wither away," Alex explained with difficulty. "Also, the estate owner had purchased insurance for the fleet transport, and since the fleet has official investments from Beacon Harbor, if this order fails, the port will have to pay significant compensation, which means we would also incur losses."

"Tsk, when it comes to insurance, there are always ways to avoid paying, like finding loopholes in the terms and conditions to refuse payment and such," Tiran huffed. "By the way, what kind of tree species did he import?"

"Well, this...," Alex rubbed his chin in thought, "Because it's newly imported, there isn't a translated name yet, but in East Land's language... li zhi? That seems to be the pronunciation of it. It's said to be suitable for planting in places with high temperatures and abundant rainfall, and the most suitable place domestically would be around Godcust."

"Eh? Li? Lychee? Really?!" Tiran's eyes widened in surprise as she looked incredulously at Alex.

"Ah, yes! That's the name!"

"Skin with thorns, green or red fruits, with white flesh, right?"

"Huh? Your Highness has seen it as well?" Alex nodded.

Never did Tiran expect to find lychee in this world. For her, this fruit could rival watermelon's status in summer, especially the crystal-clear flesh after being chilled – a delicacy, as she would call it.

Moreover, when Alex mentioned the destination was Godcust, the delta plains beneath the volcano known as a holiday destination, Tiran decided, "Since that's the case, we can't just stand by and do nothing."

"Are you changing your mind?" Aya smirked, suggesting they still needed to work even on holiday?

"Just a side task~," Tiran shrugged and said to Alex, "Alright, then, let us handle this batch as well. Give us the address; we'll ensure its delivery by tomorrow night."

"Much obliged, Your Highness...?" Before Alex could finish expressing his gratitude, the princess dashed out of the reception room with Aya, their joyful calls echoing through the corridor.

"Mimi! Pack up! We're going on vacation!"

Vacation? Alex wiped the sweat off his forehead and sighed. Truly fitting for Princess Tiran. Nevertheless, as long as they could fulfill the client's demands, that's what mattered.

Vacationing in Godcust was an idea formed when she went shopping for swimsuits – a whole day trip to Beacon City just for that. It'd be a waste if it was only worn once.

Furthermore, her birthday beach party was interrupted by the troublemakers currently locked in the dungeon. Finding another appropriate place to have fun was crucial, and since the address for the last shipment was right there...

As a bit of a procrastinator in daily life but surprisingly efficient when it came to things she wanted to do, the princess spent the morning packing her luggage.

"Ah? Mimi, aren't you coming with us?"

Having stashed her necessary items in Tiran's storage bracelet, Aya bumped into Mimi in the hallway, dressed in a maid outfit as if she had no intention of leaving.

"Well, as the head maid of the castle, I can't always be away. Due to various unexpected incidents before, there's a lot of work that needs my attention. I can't leave everything to Justice. I am here to serve His Highness and can't cause more trouble," Mimi stated calmly, her refined demeanor contrasting with Aya's expectations.

"Besides... I have some personal matters I need to attend to, so I can't leave at the moment," Mimi vaguely added after a moment of hesitation.

"Um, aren't you worried about what might happen while Tiran and I are on vacation?" Aya tentatively probed.

Swish! Aya felt a metal whip brush her cheek as Mimi's face maintained a smile, but her narrowed, dangerous eyes revealed a different story.

"His Highness has chosen you, and Lady Vivian also agrees, so I won't interfere," smoothly retracting her long whip, the chief maid shifted her gaze away.

"Your expression and words don't match at all!"

"Don't worry, I'm very composed."

It seemed like a reassurance to herself, Aya noticed Mimi's lips moving slightly, perhaps muttering something.

Better not provoke her, right?

With the company confirmed, under the scorching afternoon sun, Aya took flight from the castle courtyard, leaving the city. Wait – besides Tiran and Aya, who else was there?

Of course, it was little Angel and Chirp. Clingy as ever, Chirp was treated like a daughter, but little Angel received a direct order from the Divine Princess to observe Tiran, though she wasn't sure what to observe.

Tiran herself wasn't too concerned if it was a two-person trip with Aya; the focus was on vacation, vacation, vacation! It needed to be emphasized three times.

Then, there were hot springs and beaches, doubling the thrill.

"Aya senpai, is this spot okay for me to sit?"

Perched on the dragon's back, with her wings tucked away, Angel seemed a bit apprehensive.

"Dad! I want to hear a story!"

"Huh? A story? Perfect timing, I haven't finished reading the gift Aya gave me..."

"What... hold on a second! That gift was specifically for me! Don't show it to others!"

"What's there to be shy about? It's already given to this lady. And besides, is Chirp someone else?" Tiran tapped Aya's scaled back, humming discontentedly.

"Oh, right, we can't forget that we still need to make a trip to Beacon Harbor to pick up the goods headed for Godcust."

"Don't worry, I won't forget about this small task. Shall we head directly to the port warehouse?"

Before Aya could finish her sentence, Beacon City's main district appeared below. Hearing the commotion of surprise from below, Tiran lost her cool.

"Wait, don't go down in dragon form so openly!"

"I forget!"

...

If there were forums or posts in this world, Tiran genuinely felt like making one titled "Family dragon showing signs of senile dementia – urgent help needed!"