Mary and Addy's marriage report naturally shook the social world.
This is exactly what a sunny thunderbolt is. Everyone was stunned, and they said, "No way," and some of them even now looked back at the past.
It's so unusual by now.
Marriage across identities in this social circle where political marriage is the norm. It is also one of the most famous housekeepers in the country and one of the servants of the house. Even if the two loved each other, there's no way the surroundings would teach them, if they were normal, and the parents would admit it.
Running off isn't weird, but the Alberts are all happily talking about this marriage. - On the contrary, it was the woman who kept things secret until that day in search of surprise.
Such an unexpected, this marriage report instantly passed across the social spectrum, no, across the country.
... and some of them were blue-faced by this report.
"You want to talk to Addy?
Yes, Patrick was voiced by his alumni about a month after Mary and the others' marriage report. In the middle of a party at the Albert family.
It was those who worked for the student council together in the High Ministry who spoke up. They are moving on to college the same way, and there is no feeling that it has been a long time.
So even though it was a party place, Patrick tilted his neck when he asked for an arrow tip that he thought was a friend...
The House of Dice is authoritative and has a wide face, and it is not uncommon to be asked to bridge in these places. Sometimes vice versa. That's how connectivity spreads.
But now the man whom they utter is Adi. If you are an exotic nobleman or an eminent scholar, for example, you can see that Addy and they have known each other since the time of the High Ministry, rather they still attend the same university.
"If you want to talk, you can catch him while he's walking around."
"I said I'd catch you... Don't be so simple."
"It's gonna be easy."
"That might have been easier before..."
Hey, if one asks for consent, everyone nods with an awkward look on their face.
I perceived what they were trying to say from the look on their face and shouted that Patrick was convinced.
Addy is now the "companion of the Albert family warrant," but before that, he was only one of the servants available to the Albert family. Words are bad but 'understated' if you look at them from those who keep themselves in the social world.
And everyone was treating it the way they deserved it. There is, of course, some difference.
But this sudden big reversal.
Until now, the "attitude toward her squire" became "disrespect toward Miss Albert's companion".
Among other things, they work disrespect for Mary in the High Ministry... and for Addy as well. They suspected Alicia of abusive behavior.
As soon as the misunderstanding was solved, I had apologized to Mary, but in retrospect, I had not apologized to Addy. - By the way, Patrick made a proper apology to Mary, but also to Addy.... of which he apologized the most: "Be disrespectful to Mary!" and to Alicia on the swelling surface. Of course, I'm not saying that right now.
"You mean again now about that time? But Addy's not the kind of guy who cares about that."
"Maybe, but I figured I'd think about the future... for once."
Please, everyone begged me, and I sighed to acknowledge that Patrick had no choice.
"So, where is Addy?
"We're looking for him, too, but he's nowhere."
I found Mary, but Addy wasn't there.
I heard about those alumni, and there was a wrinkle between Patrick's eyebrows. Then he told them, "Wait a minute," and left the spot.
Then for a while......
Patrick with a rugged look came back.
... with Addy with a large plate of dishes in both hands.
Not to mention Addy's casual look walking next to Patrick, but when he saw it, he nodded back from nobody to the potpourring and whining words, "That's a take..."
The crime scene is seized and taken. This is exactly what Addy is right now.
That's how Addy puts the big plate in place - and when it comes to Patrick's look at it, he joins the field.
Once again, we all talked... but Patrick was still staring cold at Addy.
"If you don't find him, he's in the kitchen, so it's easy to understand. But before that, I still have a son-in-law in the Albert family, so you don't have to work for him."
"I know, but I'm really worried about the empty plates and your glasses..."
"So don't leave Mary. I just did a marriage report in the first place, so you always lean in and say hello to your guests at the party."
"If I can stay with your daughter, I want to stay here for a while. … just that your daughter"
Say it, Fu Adi turned the room.
Tighten your rusty eyes as if you recall the past.
"... As soon as this party started, your daughter was stripped by something very early that twisted the tail of the golden thread"
Addy's words, which I can even feel sad about, turn the gaze of the student council officers who heard about it to Patrick this time.
Taking such a gaze, Patrick also turned his gaze to the margins. I understand, and try to understand, that Addy's "something really quick that made the tail of the golden thread creep" is about her lover Alicia.
"You took your daughter away in no time. All I ever witnessed was blonde hair."
"Oh, oh... but look, that activity would be adorable too"
"Alicia's speed, hasn't it gotten faster every year?
"Alicia is a meteor that came down to me. … including the velocity meaning"
Patrick mouths a well-touched word in an attempt to be white and deluded.
Assuming there was a warrant here that didn't know what was going on, it would have made his chest look nice to meet a shooting star. I couldn't help but fall in love with him.
But no matter how many poetic words you say on this occasion, it just adds more whiteness. I realized I couldn't delude myself, and Patrick deliberately coughed up and switched the subject "Forget it".
"They want to talk to Addy."
"To me, is it?
Addy turns his rusty eyes to the student council officers.
This is a great opportunity to talk. Even so, they have an uncomfortable look on their face and are wondering what is wrong with them.
I guess it's because I've been dealing with 'Addy the Albert family squire' that I don't know how to cope with 'Addy who now has a son-in-law in the Albert family'.
Different from the beginning, it didn't create enough disparities to keep your head down deeply. What an exquisite place.
I'm trying to apologize, among other things, so the awkwardness comes in. "He wants to apologize," said Patrick, whose shoulder he saw.
"Apologize?
What the hell... and stare at the face of Addy with that look on his face that seems awkward.
After looking at it strangely for a few seconds, he brightened his expression that the point of convergence had gone.
"Is that what happened," Addy's voice had no color to blame for understanding the situation, and the student council officers were slightly relieved by the soft grin.
"It's okay. Never mind."
"... Addy"
"I'll get people to clean up right now. Is your meal safe? Can I get you a replacement?
"No, I didn't spill anything."
I see you broke something.
"That's not the same"
An oversized question mark floats over Addy's head, denying his thoughts clearly.
"Oh, then why are you apologizing to me?... Scary"
"Well, we wanted to apologize when we were in the High Department..."
"The Higher Department?
I spoke to Potty Potty out of no-one to be prompted by a strange looking Addy.
"No, I don't give a shit."
Words of apology were uttered with the whole thing, and Addy hurried to forgive them.
On the contrary, so much so that Addy seems more sorry.
"Even though I joined my son-in-law in the Albert family, it's not like I did anything. Because your daughter chose me to take my hand."
Everyone breaks the look on Addy's face when she talks happily about it.
Then Addy bowed his head with respect.
"In social circles, I'm a newcomer. I don't know if there's anything wrong with that, thank you for your guidance."
"No, it's us... Then say hello to each other."
"Yeah, please"
Talk to each other about the future and shake hands gently.
There was relief in the look on the faces of the student council officers, and by contrast, Addy seemed happy to have someone to talk to easily in the social world again.
That's how we chat for a while.
But you can't keep talking hard and long in a party setting, and you can sew between stories and speak out of the room.
Gradually he understood the end of the chatter, and the fact that one was called away made it an air of nature and dissolution.
"Enjoy yourselves, gentlemen."
"Thank you, Addy. It's good to talk to you."
"Me too. Now if you'll excuse me."
I try to bow my head deeply...... I realize it and turn it into a light meeting, and Addy leaves the chatter place. Those who were left behind, including Patrick, laughed naturally and bitterly, just like the newcomers to the social world.
Addy walked while taking such a calm gaze on his back...... and stopped on his feet. What he's staring at is an empty glass placed at the edge of the table.
The supply should be cleaned up. It is not for the son-in-law of the Albert family to clean up. At best, it's to the point where you call in the service you came by and prompt them to take it quickly.
If it is normal, it is.
... but Addy grabbed the glass, and he also grabbed the surrounding dishes, and then fixed the wrinkles in the tablecloth.
It is, of course, in the direction of the kitchen that he turns so hastily.
"Hey, Patrick, I just found a point."
"... I'll collect it"
Exhaled a grand sigh, leaving a place for chatter behind as Patrick followed Addy.
Then just a few minutes later, as those left were chatting again without any other love, one looked at the other and muttered, "That's..."
If nature and everyone followed their gaze, it was the silver thread lady who was there. It is Mary.
She glances around the venue as if looking for something. Sometimes he asks the maid who wanted to go through, gives her a hard look and says she was in trouble for not getting the answers she expected, looks around again...... and keeps her busy.
"Maybe you're looking for Addy?
"Oh, maybe I am. I can still catch up now, so I'll tell you I went to the kitchen."
It's a common story to find a partner who's lost in a party. If you know where he is - even in the kitchen - you can tell him.
Think so, one tries to speak to Mary...
And I saw her stripped by something that snagged the tail of the gold thread that suddenly appeared.
I didn't say it was early, I couldn't even chase it with my gaze as one person, and I stare blatantly at where Mary was.
"You country girl......!" I heard Mary's fury, "but around the time that voice did, she would have already left the venue and been taken to the garden as well. You don't sound like a collision for it because you're skilfully sewing between people?
"... I see, indeed, that's a meteor"
If one unintentionally grumbles, everyone who was on the spot nods.
"This can't change," he said face-to-face from no-one, and at least we decided to keep chatting (...) like nobles in good taste, trying to make ourselves party elegant.