Akuyaku Reijou ni Nanka Narimasen. Watashi wa『Futsuu』no Koushaku Reijou desu!

Speaking of nobility, a night club. I'm still in front of the debutant, so I don't get the basics. I'm attending the tea party with Dilk today. The Tea Party is a social place for children and ladies. I'll call you Watari. This time it is held in our garden.

Today it is summed up in a cute, year-to-year way. It comes with a Suzuran hairpin in my hope.

"Oh, that..."

Dilk gently touched me... or the hairpin.

"You look great, ma'am"

My spine trembles at the teasing voice from my ear, but I can't beat it either!

"It's my favorite husband's gift."

What do you say? It's true you wanted to use it because you're happy!

There's a voice behind the girls' backs called Ca... what is it?

"Dear Rosalind, is this a gift from Master Dirk?

"Something less intimate than before?

"Talk, I want to hear it!

The girls I was invited to ask me verbally. Said the girl in it that didn't seem funny.

"You're often delighted with such cheap things."

"Yes, because Master Dirk chose it to look good on me. I would love this more than any luxurious gem. I had a lot to choose from at the store… and Dirk put it on me the day I bought it."

"Oh, hey..."

"And, and."

"Ahhhhh! If it's cursory, don't be another maid of honor!

"Uh, Miss Milfilia, please don't."

The lady complaining to me reluctantly is Milfilia-Laurel. She is a servant of the Duke of Laurel's house. I dislike it directly to me, but I like it because I say it is grand without small work.

"Why do I have to do this to you!

That's because I like Miss Milfiria.

The other courtiers were frightened of this exchange at first, but these days it feels - again.

"Ha... do as you please. That pin sure looks cheap, but it looks great on you."

Whatever you say to me, I realize it's futile, and lately, maybe, we're close. Maybe.

"Ugh, thank you"

"By the way, Master Rosalind, Mr. Dirk was holding me at the shoe store the other day."

"Huh!?

I pulled it out. No, they weren't watching!? No, that shop, it was a nobleman.

"Oh, I rubbed my shoes… embarrassing talk, because I was wearing shoes with stretched back and high heels…"

Everyone, including Miss Milfilia, has the look of surprise... No, I'm pretty out of it, aren't I? Again, you can't put on cute but live shoes you're unfamiliar with, can you?

"You make that mistake, too."

"I'm an older fiancée, so I wanted to make sure that I looked a little... like my lover."

The other ladies are coming! and exuberance. Huh? What's so exciting about now? You can't keep up with young kids. (Note - same age)

"Plus, I heard Master Dirk wiped his injured leg and even made him wear shoes!

"Come on! Dear Rosalind! Tell me more!

Exactly a bit about that shameful play... letting my gaze get lost and I get eyes on Dirk.

"Ugh... dilk..."

Dilk approached me when I asked for help in tears... and I was hugged.

"To?"

"Sorry, you're going to borrow a little of my fiancée. I don't seem to feel any better. Right, Miss Rosalind?

The dust and dilk laughed and just took me back into the mansion. I heard the ladies' pleasant screams from behind.

Oh, thank God. Deposit your body with Dilk. For a while, there won't be a tea party! And I made up my mind. Dirk carried me to his room. He's not going to put it down.

"Rosalind, Rosalind"

Dilk looks in a good mood. Drop me a bunch of kisses.

"You'll wear makeup. What's the matter with you?

"Hmm? Glad."

"... what?

"I may be unconscious, but I'm glad Rosalind counted on me for help."

"Oh well. Thanks for your help, Dirk."

Chu, and kissed.

"Did I get a little better? I was wondering if Rosalind could count on me."

"From me, Dirk is reliable enough. He made me rely on you for an assassination attempt."

"Really?

"It's one of the few people I can rely on in peace."

"Oh well."

Dilk burying his face in the neck muscle. My ears turned to the door. Yeah, a bad feeling. Dilk opened the door quickly as he silently and gently put me down to bed.

"" "Shah!

As expected, the ladies fell through the door.

"Gentlemen, what are you doing? Come on?

"Haha, I'm so screwed"

"Wow, I'm trying to stop..."

Miss Milfilia makes bad excuses during her predecessors.

"There's no excuse!

We captured them all and sentenced them to a stifling sentence. Peek, no! Definitely!!

It was good that the results of my mother's and my missionary work, or the awareness of discrimination against beasts, had improved around aristocratic women and children. Good, but I was wondering if there's anything I can do to intrigue you about my relationship lately…