Not to mention the look on Alicia and Patrick's face when they found Mary, but to the point where Alicia would gladly wave and rush over.

- Of course, Mary's curse flies against Alicia like that, but needless to say, it doesn't work at all -

"Dear Mary, you've been shopping for a long time."

I looked up at Addy's box and Alicia groaned in a sigh mix. To that look, which seems to be overwhelming rather than envious, he said, "Yes, this is it!" Mary laughed with her nose pretending to be a natural even as she posed gutsy inside.

Of course. "Not as natural as this? Well, the common people who are desperate to buy a piece of clothing may not know," I don't forget. Or is it a box for this dialogue.

And apparently, Mary now looks exactly like she wants, and the women her age who were around turned their envy glances into remorse, and some of them stick together, "I'm going to the next store!" and even those who were giving instructions to their followers.

My pride is high and I will always remember my disgust, that's the villain Mary draws. He would make his squire hold a box loaded high and laugh, "That's about natural," he said.

Now, Alicia is also changing her expression in response to Mary's words.

Mary was finally convinced of her victory when she was sent a jiggly gaze from the front at that disgruntled, and then somewhere obstinate, change of expression.

Now at this moment, Alicia is shown the difference in financial power over Mary and is envious, dissatisfied with Mary's pride in financial power.

"It's a huge success!" I managed to hold back my desire to scream and hi-touch with Addy, and Mary laughed even more uncomfortably. Don't shake it here, you only have to pierce the villain to the end...... on the other hand, I think Alicia's obstinate expression raises expectations and loosens her expression, but she manages to turn it into the sarcastic grin of a warrant lady.

"Oh, I wonder what that look looks like. I wonder if you, the common man, want to shop like me. Talk to your wallet."

With a crunch of laughter, Mary strikes the chase.

In contrast, Alicia pointed her lips more and more dissatisfied, staring up at Mary resentfully with a look like a child messing with her.

So, finally, what she said was a lot of resentment.

"Dear Mary, you like shopping but you don't go with me..."

That was the thing.

"... what?

"It's terrible, I've always asked you out, but you refused, and I thought you must hate shopping..."

Puk, and swell her cheeks and Alicia turns that way.

Mary, who remembers that obstinate way that is easy to understand - at any rate, she has used this hand several times herself - on the other hand, she did not know how the hell Alicia was doing this obstinate way, and floated a question mark over her head.

Only in Mary's case, inflating her cheeks and pointing at her is "I'm angry," so she's not really angry, which is the usual way to deliberately flatter her favor. It's like hanging a little when a child wants it to be okay.

Why would Alicia do that?

Wait a minute, "Now let's go together", why are you doing that...

Stop, I'm not going to make any promises...!

What do you mean? and even though Mary looks up at Addy without concealing her confusion, all she sees there is a tall pile of boxes, and I don't know his expression. Of course, there's no reply.

Still, I could see Mary wanting to laugh around the box shaking small, trying to step abominably... I thought about it. Because if this box collapses, I will definitely get myself involved.

Pushed by the momentum of Alicia, she can't even avenge her laughing squire, and she doesn't know how good Mary is.

Without either Alicia or Patrick noticing such a change in her, the friendly couple leaned in and said "I'll see you later," more so after the occasion with words that they would like to see each other again.

Mary still looked back at the two of them... and returned to me.

Shit, you can't drop me off here.

There's something I have to do!

"Wait, Patrick... Dear Sir! Dear Patrick, please wait!

Call it as usual and hurry to fix it. As a fiancée, it may still be - because, although it is not very preferable for a prenuptial maid to summon her lordship - it may be mistaken around her to summon her in public more than it is a relationship in which her engagement has been broken.

Even now, the relationship between Mary and Patrick hasn't changed for breaking the engagement, because on the contrary, it's been good before, and everyone who sees it tilts their neck wonderfully. Among the women, you can be jealous of Mary, who hasn't broken her engagement and yet talks to Patrick intimately. You can be sympathetic. Instead, "Make it look like you gave up once...?," and the beginning and end of even those who are extra vigilant.

- Even if they're jealous and alert, they don't take action, they just send Patrick a hot glance.

"What's up, Mary... Miss Mary, what can I do for you?

Mary similarly feels her surrounding gaze and Patrick rushes to fix it.

He was similarly fed up with the gaze of hot or cold curiosity that grew daily from the break-up of his engagement. If we abandon Mary here, it could be rumored that the engagement is still going on.

Knowing or not Patrick's thoughts like that, Mary coughed up with Cohon once, sending her gaze only to Patrick rather than to the two back again...... and smiling nicely. What an adorable and elegant grin.

"I have a tailor that your father is trying to impress. Your father used to say he wanted to give you a party suit. Let's go together (...)"

Patrick tilted his neck at Mary highlighting the "two of us" part when he did it.

Unexpectedly, "You two?," he asks, "but what returns is Mary's parrot-returning word," Yeah, two of us, "smiling adorably as ever.

- With regard to this interaction, Mary, of course, has the connotation "alone because you take Patrick and get in the way of your date," but Patrick, on the other hand, wondered, "Mary without Addy? ♪ It came from the unexpected ♪

This has a wrinkle between Patrick's brows. What the hell is wrong with you? I asked how Mary was doing when I said so, and still slowly shook her neck to the side.

"Thank you, but could you do that again?

"Oh, really? I'm so sorry about your father."

"I'll ask you the day again. Your father has good taste, so I'm looking forward to it."

"Yep! My husband has good taste! Best clothing that suits you when choosing someone else."

"Just shut up, box man"

"Boxman!?

Is that about me!? and Addy screams. but I can't see him because of the high pile of boxes, and I can only see boxes though I can hear voices. It is a box man.

Shut up such a box man (Addy) and Mary coughed up with Cohon again. That's how I laughed uncomfortably and paid for my hair on my shoulder exactly how I said I was a villain.

... If you have fluffy hair here, it would be perfect to create a villain and a lady extravaganza, but it's probably a vertical roll (drill), so "boom" is more correct for sound effects. It rocks on a roll basis.

"That's a shame. I'll tell your father."

"Oh, please. See you, Mary... Miss Mary, again."

"Lady Mary, if you'll excuse me"

Pecori and Alicia bow their heads, and Patrick also gently meets and walks out with his heels back again.

Now it was time for Mary to drop it off and take a satisfactory breath of hu. Addy called her name strangely, looking at it from the gap in the tall pile of boxes, to Mary's attitude, which seemed to see the result, as if she had finished the job.

"What do you mean, my lady?

"What do you mean? As you can see, Patrick shook me."

"That's right, but when I do, I talk about my husband, I don't know..."

He doesn't seem to want anything more than to get in the way. To Addy, who asks so, Mary spilled a niggling grin.

What a pranky grin, unlike the adorable smile of the young lady earlier. But that seemed to be the look on Mary's face, and on the other hand, Addy thought she was up to something when she said this and sent her gaze to encourage her to go ahead.

"Fine, I'll tell you. This date event is a branch to each ending."

To Mary, who told her so and just walked out, Addy followed with her neck tilted, not knowing exactly what the word meant, and still wondering if she was willing to explain around to the coffee shop.