"Dear Mary, let Patrick go to dinner with the three of us."
Mary accidentally put her hand on her forehead to Alicia, who swelled her puk and cheek.
- By the way, of course, against Alicia, who rushes over, "It's not coming this way!" And I towed it, but it goes without saying if that didn't even work fine dust -
Apparently Alicia was dissatisfied with being left alone, and tongued out as small as a child, without the wheel still breaking, but on the contrary towards a group that was growing in numbers more than earlier.
To that young behavior and the unsatisfactory attitude of the students of the Carreria School, Mary unexpectedly said, "Stop, you mortified!" reprimand.
"In the first place, why are you putting Patrick on the assumption that the four of us are going out for dinner from the start? I'll eat at home."
"Isn't that good? I know a delicious croquette shop, so let's go."
".................. Ha! Danger, I'm shaking!
"My lady, it's too chocolate"
Addy sighed unexpectedly at Mary, who forgets and snorts at me for a moment on Croquet's words.
So when I turn to Alicia again, I swoop gently on her shoulders.
"No, Alicia, we have to discuss this properly with Master Patrick"
"... Mr. Addy"
"I know what it's like not to be in that circle. But you should tell them exactly how you feel."
"... right. But I don't know how to get to Patrick..."
Addy told me, and I turned my gaze to the group as I rethought Alicia lowered her brow butt. Now it's time to "leave me," but with her, the real thing is, I want to be with Patrick.
But to the student council officers of the Carreria School, and the noble lady for their purposes, the common woman who happened to come shopping… and that group, which has grown once again in the conversation, has the courage to crack and enter.
Especially from Alicia's standpoint and personality, you wouldn't push them to admire Patrick and think you were...
It was only because I could see that that Mary said out, "Give up and if you eat alone (...) even at dinner," and in contrast, Addy peered into her face and nodded, "I'll cooperate.
"Alicia, I want you to be happy."
"Mr. Addy, to me?
"Oh, I want you to get over your identity and that kind of fence. I want to see it. So I'll take you to Master Patrick... use your daughter (...)!"
Mary naturally waited for Addy, who would give her husband's name with emotion shortly afterwards, while making the serial air feel only for a moment.
... but it's a huge failure for Mary to get up here. "I'm not kidding!" It's also too late to absurd your voice, and at some point you'll be standing behind Addy holding the box.
Besides, Addy stepped forward standing behind him. The only way to do this is for Mary to marvel and move on with her legs. Addy holds the box now, among other things, so if he accidentally hits it, the box could collapse and get caught up in it.
- Besides, in case it collapses and the box is empty, the flavor is exposed... I don't, and it turns out I bought just an empty box without the flavor or anything -
"Hey! What are you talking about?
"Yes, yes, I understand. Then let's walk."
"Don't be ridiculous! Hey, wow, don't push... you're gonna bump and collapse!
"Right. It bumps and collapses. - So let's walk."
"What are you guiding me so well! Whose side are you on?
"I'm Alicia, the captain of the support team, based on your daughter's side!
"That's what you call a traitor!
With a summons, still to Addy - if I say it accurately - Mary gradually approaches the group as she is pushed.
Almost there, when the person on the outermost side of the wheel noticed Mary, he lowered his voice, "Ah..." and spread throughout the group as if it had been infected.
Everyone turned a blind eye to the appearance of someone too unexpected in this situation. Yes, it's Patrick's ex-fiancé (...), Mary Albert.
Everyone would naturally have thought "why" to that appearance. There is no way that Mary, the Albert family's maid, would shop downtown for such a common man, let alone show her face in the circle surrounding her ex-fiancée.
That's why everyone gave way to Mary.
Of course, because there's no way I can push Mary away and talk to Patrick under this circumstance.
- The student council officers had a case the other day, and the women have a draw on Mary somewhere in their hearts, rather than on the Albert family courtier.
Nevertheless, she does not retreat, but takes a slight distance and comes to a glimpse, so she sighs when she says that Mary is also frightened of this. Then he glanced at Addy and said, "Remember!," he threatened, turning again to the population and to Patrick in its center.
"Good day, gentlemen. Dear Patrick, I can't believe you shopped alone (...) I would have been happy to be with you if you'd invited me."
And I wouldn't even have to deliberately explain what Mary is trying to say emphasizing 'by herself (...)'.
Most importantly, without having to tell Mary, Patrick has a troubled look on his face and sends his gaze around her as if to look for someone.
Daimyo, you will be looking for Alicia, who is no longer visible. That's how I found that figure behind Mary and Addy, with a slight relief colour.
"Alicia, I'm sorry..."
I find my dear lover, apologize and step closer to Patrick looking sorry.
"You're a rude man, even though you're talking to me," Mary complained jokingly, slacking sideways to give Alicia her place. Addy imitates it, of course, and consequently the gaze of the population is directed at the staring couple.
Alicia gave a bewildered look, of course, because of the uncomfortable manner in which all the gaze on this occasion is poured on herself.
Unlike Patrick, who stands on the stage many times as a student representative and even takes public place as the next Lord of the Dice family. To Alicia, the only common man, this gaze must hurt enough to pierce herself.
That's why if Alicia isn't confident in herself, if she hasn't grown enough to match her opponent, she'll hold her heart in this place.
The game is ironic, and even as if you could choose it as an option, then there's only one dialogue floating on the screen.
There is only one choice. Unselectable choices.
Well, I don't know how to get out...... and Mary grinned and glanced at Alicia.
She just leans over to escape her gaze from the surroundings, calling Patrick's name weakly from time to time. I don't see the lust to monopolize my lover in that figure.
"Dear Patrick... Um, I..."
"Alicia?"
"Wow, I... have so many of you together... so I think it would be a good idea for all of us to eat..."
Mary narrowed her eyes slightly to the potpourri and to Alicia, who nevertheless referred to 'eat together (...)'.
I thought you left. If you think about it and look next door, you're looking at the two when Addy says "I don't believe you". Isn't that look like it's about you that hasn't hidden out the shock?
Mary, who I saw, grabbed Gui and his sleeve.
"The farce is over. Let's go home."
"Yep... ah, my lady"
Wait! and control Mary as Addy tries to walk out.
If Mary looks back at what the hell it is to that, Alicia and Patrick will still face each other. Speaking of unusual things, would it be that Alicia, who turned red on her face, is grabbing Patrick's clothing hem?
"Wow, I... I think it would be best if you all dined together... and... I know I'm gonna say this and get you in trouble... still..."
Weak enough to cry, not getting traceable enough for everyone to float a question mark, and Alicia desperately complains about something.
As if he so decided, he looked up and returned it straight to the gaze poured from Patrick.
"I, only now, want to keep Master Patrick to myself......!
Everyone quieted back for a moment to Alicia's words, who stared at Patrick and told him. Even Mary turns her eyes round when she should have been in knowledge as a pattern.
Then, by the time everyone else could see me, Alicia leaned down again with a bright red face, and Patrick couldn't help but enjoy the delight of her lover, who had rarely been sweet.
So much so that Mary, who sees it, gets so small and blurry with the "dumb side," Patrick now has a look that doesn't look like him. He's not a cool prince, he's just a man whose lover is cute, loving and overwhelming.
Patrick held Alicia's shoulder and gently drew her to herself as she managed to take care of her loose cheeks that way.
"Sorry, guys, I decided to do her escort today. Talk and eat later."
And what a delight Patrick seems to be in telling him as he manages to be so Rin.
It is unlikely that the matching Mary will arrive blurred as "Brain Flower Garden". Besides, it leads to Addy staring happily at the two of them as if they were about themselves and laughing, "What a man that is".
It's a farce... and if Mary sighed, almost at the same time, the circle that was surrounding Patrick and Alicia slowly began to collapse.
"Dear Mary, Um... I'm sorry..."
"Sorry, Mary, I'll let you two have dinner tonight."
And Addy nods yeah yeah to Patrick and Alicia as they lean in to apologize.
Mary, by contrast,
"So why do you suppose the four of us eat together?"
and complained as I knew it was futile.
Alicia laughed small at Mary like that and gently took her hand, putting a bracelet decorated with vibrant decorative balls through her wrist.
"... what is this"
If Mary leans her neck strangely and gently lowers her wrist, chara and balls bump into each other and make a mild noise.
Isn't the combination of white silver and rusty balls as shades that make you imagine someone and someone else?
"Uh, hey, it's a gift for Mary."
"P, presento? Why should I be blessed with a common lady?
"Because it aligns with me!
Doyah! and proclaims with all his chest that it has not been explained at all, and Alicia proudly shows off one hand.
There was certainly the same thing that was decorated on Mary's wrist that made a noise and swayed with Charan. Even so, Alicia's is a combination of gold and blue.
And Mary, who looked familiar, raised her voice lower and circled her eyes, "Ah..."
"I'm aligned with Master Mary. I'm embarrassed, but I'm glad to say this."
Along with that, Alicia leaves with Patrick holding her shoulder.
Addy was the only one who could handle greeting me like a friend: "See you tomorrow" when I left. Speaking of Mary, she was stunned looking at the bracelet decorated on her wrist.
It's tiny and cheap to make, like, for kids.
Still, it's as beautiful as it was made for women's uke, not to mention the wide variety of colors and freedom to combine.
This bracelet in shades that are aware of each attacker is undoubtedly the "Official Goods of Dralogy".
"But there shouldn't have been any color for Mary..."
What do you mean? And Mary, full of question marks, couldn't afford to think about who the rust colors lining up next to the silver decorative balls meant.