Ace of the Human Resources Department Is Reincarnated as a Villain Girl Who Will Be Sentenced to Death Regardless of How She Gets Up! ～If You Dress as a Man to Survive, You Will Live in a School as an Aide of a Ruthless Prince

After dinner the following day, Claude and Mica were in the dance hall at the corner of the school building.

From the glazed ceiling, the clear moon light reaches well and the vision is good without having to turn on the lights.

Micah dared to brighten up the situation so that Claude wouldn't find out that she was nervous.

"Nevertheless, well borrowed! Take this place at this hour!

"When I asked Dr. Oliver well, he lent me the keys with pleasure. I just can't say much publicly about what I lent you, so don't turn on the lights.

"That's Claude! Also, you used skillful bargaining techniques! So quickly, do you practice and train to overcome phobia! Yes, I have to change into a dress. Did you get the dress ready?

"I supposedly attributed this to my mother, so I asked her to re-tailor the dress her mother had come to Micah's size.

"Yesterday today, you said you could do that. That's the power of royalty. Beautiful colored dress! Even if I'm oblivious to fashion, I can see how expensive it is! I'll get dressed in the next room.

Micah received a blue-sky blue blue blue blue dress from Claude and was surprised by the smooth touch of its silk.

After getting dressed, Claude said in a quiet tone when she returned to the room.

"Don't look good... very pretty.

"Oh, thank you. Uh, ah! So, come on, can I practice my male part?

Micah felt Claude's face flattered by his words, but said once in a tone that had slipped away so she wouldn't find out.

"Oh, that's it! Dancing is overwhelmingly harder on the male part! Because I have to lead. It sucks. It's been a long time since I danced myself! Oh, what do we do with the music? You can't make loud noises so people don't find out! Do you want me to sing in my nose? But there's no waltz music in my head!

"If it's waltz, I'll mumble the rhythm... - Well, shall we?

Claude took my hand, and I put my hand around my shoulder, so Auntie and Micah also danced around Claude's shoulder.

Micah felt her hand sweat dot out.

(Yes... Dance was so close! Why is Claude's body odor so sweet and comfortable? I mean, Claude's rhythm is so colorful! It freaks me out when they sing quietly in my ear and I can't concentrate!!

"Wow!" Sorry! I stepped on it! Are you okay? No! It's been a long time since the dance itself, and the male part is really hard!

"Hey, let me show you a sample male part once. Can Micah do the female part for me?

Again, Claude and Micah danced out in the moonlight classroom.

(Wow. Claude is really good at leading. I feel so relieved. I feel like I can trust this person with everything! What are you thinking? Concentrate! Er, yes, here's the foot step...)

"Thanks! I got a lot of feeling about the male part! Still, you're a good Claude! Why are you so good when you're afraid of the lady?

"Until my mother died, I used to dance. Since my mother died, I've avoided dancing for a reason, so it's been a while since I've been a little nervous, to be honest. If I dance in a spirit of compassion for my loved ones, I can lead naturally and well."

"Uh, yeah. All right, that's a sense of mercy! Hey, me too, can we try the male part again?

Micah was violently upset by Claude's statement, but couldn't afford the mind to take it, and went through and resumed the practice.

Because of her grasp of the sensation, Micah felt that she was improving better than earlier.

As we danced, Claude spoke to Micah.

"Sounds fine at this rate. Mica."

"Thanks. Thanks to Claude. What about Claude's phobia?

"Well... if I think of them as Micah, I'm starting to feel like I can manage to dance for about a song.

"Oh well. Good. That's... Wow!"

Micah hooked her leg to the dress and fell to fall back, trying to pull in the claude holding her hand.

Claude fell to hold Micah's back with her hands, so Micah didn't have much of a falling impact.

"Oh, I'm sorry! Claude! Didn't you hurt your hand?! Are you okay?!"

"I sprained my left hand a little bit. It's okay.

"Say! I'm so sorry! If you have a sprain in your left hand, you have a lot of problems in your daily life! The sword will be hard to use, and... I'm so sorry! I'll do anything to apologize! In the meantime, heal! We have to cool it down!"

Claude answered when Micah whispered while he was underneath Claude and fell down.

"Apologize... then let me kiss you like this..."

"Heh!?

"I'm just kidding. I told you before that I'm not going to force you to do anything."

Claude said as he got up.

It's dark and not well visible, but apparently Claude is red to her ears.

Micah saw how it went and made up her mind.

"You can kiss me. I finally realized the other day that I liked Claude as a heterosexual.

With her upper body up from the floor, Micah told her thoughts as she looked up at Claude.

"Really? Because I'm royal, I can't say no, can I?

"Yeah. Birth or blood doesn't matter. Whether Claude's parents are beggars or killers, I like Claude. But you don't deny being royal. I think I have Claude now because I have worked alone to fulfill my responsibilities as a royalty in a cold-hearted environment, and I love Claude for each past.

"Thank you, Micah. Can I kiss you?

As Micah nodded embarrassingly, Claude knelt before Micah and put her face closer.

Micah looked at Claude with her approaching emerald green eyes so beautiful that Claude told her to shudder.

"Can you close your eyes?

"Ah! Right! Yeah!"

To Claude's melting mouthfeel, Micah felt a sweet paralysis in her spinal cord.

"A kiss was such a good feeling."

"Micah, my reason flies, so don't take that lightly."

"Heh!? Oh, I'm sorry! Oh, Claude, I'm hurt, and it's late at night, so I have to close it today. I'll get you a cure!

"No. Fine. I can treat my hands myself. There's a damp cloth in the room, and I'm fine. I want to chill my head a little, and I'm sorry, but will you be back in the room first?

"Ah. Yeah. Okay! Claude, thanks for everything today. Okay, I'll go back first. Good night!"

Micah's face was bright red to her ears as she left Claude crouching into the dance hall, giggling out.