The sun is shallow until the party, and that's also where the place has never been interacted with, Fadera.
If so, there is no choice but to send an invitation and get a no reply. It is no surprise that some people originally have another plan, those who refuse to go to marginal lands, and those who feel disrespectful and refuse invitations shallow in the sun.
In such cases, it is common to say no with a letter of apology spelling out the reasons for the lack of obviousness. It would be nice if it was accompanied by flowers and gifts.
Of course Mary knows that, and she thought some of the invitations might come back as apologies.
... but.
"You're all riding beautifully."
Looking at the letters piled on the desk and the gifts delivered like mountains, Mary nodded satisfactorily.
All the letters are about thanking the party invitations and looking forward to the day. The gift is not an apology but an 'invitation thank you'. Because of this beforehand, there will be a large number of people who will bring it with them on the day.
It seems to work, and Mary smiles. But Addy, sitting next to him, was blushing rather than grinning. In his hands there is a list of invitations issued, which have already been replied to by more than half.
"This blush is no longer a substitute for the size of a party."
"Oh yeah? But the party's a party. Eat something delicious, drink something delicious, have fun talking and dancing fluffy."
Mary turns kurli in an upbeat mood.
My heart is already in the middle of a party, dancing lightly to music. Not in a good mood.
But even if Addy offers his hand with him, all he has to do is flatter his shoulders. If Mary kept reaching out, she would have stood up and taken her hand if she had noticed.
I was going to have a dance party just for two...... but they sat on the couch after I got two spins with Kurlikurri. Poson and hips down in a flowing motion, and Mary raises the missing voice between "oh" and "oh".
What a clever and graceful way to forgive. Then they serve tea with cookies, so this is an interruption to the dance party.
I took a big sip of tea and got the list that was on the table.
You made arrangements for the orchestra.
"Yeah, Master Lucien called out to a familiar orchestra. He seemed busy in a world-renowned orchestra, but he told me he would rush right after listening to Lucien."
"That's your brother. So what do we do about it? We want something fancy, something fancy."
"That's Master Lang. Please arrange a troupe with a famous singer. They're going to listen to Master Lang and give a gig just for this party."
"Oh, I'm looking forward to that. Speaking of which, cooking and serving..."
"Don't worry, my brother is compartmentalized. It's an unprecedented party, but every home, including the Dice family, will help."
"At the end of the day, things like that are good. Hmm, that sounds good. And then..."
I said, Mary glanced out the window.
I can see the garden. It's Alicia and Patrick walking there. Apparently in the middle of a walk for two, with enough sweet air to tell from a distance.
You want to indulge in some time alone, they walk a lot slower. Yet sometimes if Alicia takes a few steps further, Patrick is lovingly offering one hand to attract.
Though it's not that big a garden, that's going to take a lot of time to get around.
"It's just the two of us. But what should I do, I need to ask Patrick something..."
"You can feel it interrupting that one. If it's not a rush, why don't we do it later?"
"Well, it's time for the two of us. I shouldn't disturb you.... You can't believe I said that! Patrick, throw that woman down the fountain!!
Momentum opens the window and Mary calls Patrick out loud.
That voice naturally reached both of us, and when Alicia turned to Kurli and this one, she said, "Dear Mary!" Running with joy, Patrick gives an overtly tight look. Needless to say, the sweet atmosphere that was flowing between them splashed in an instant.
Mary smiles at him and calls Patrick again as he walks after Alicia as he runs out of sigh. He also said he had a requirement to call it Mary's voice color - that he was not interrupted by the two of us for no reason - and realized that he turned to a serious face.
"Patrick, I asked you to arrange the invitation, didn't I?
"Oh, you're in charge."
"The fitting and lettering were lovely. That's Patrick."
"Addy was in charge of lettering"
Hey, and if Patrick turned his gaze to Addy, the questioned Addy snorted bitterly. He looks embarrassed and boasts somewhere, and he's the face of a man who's done his job.
Seeing that, Mary shrugged, "You gave me your arm again......" because the design of the invitation Patrick has been proposing is impeccable for a first-class party, and yet showed a sense of lettering jumped through.
Sprinkling but not compromising legibility, Mary fell in love with its beauty at a glance. It was enough that I wanted to get this invitation.
I can't believe that's Addy's work...... and if Mary looked up to Addy standing beside him, he laughed calmly and told me, "I'm learning to wear it now too". Apparently they just don't stop to raise their arms.
Such an uplifting - I'm not sure where I'm going, but - while I admired Addy with it, I turned to Patrick again. I almost forgot the point.
"Hey Patrick, you kept invitations out for all the high school student council officers, didn't you?
"Oh, of course. Everyone will be happy to come. But it was a surprise that Mary bothered to send them an invitation at the nomination, were you close?
Mary mischievously laughed and deluded Patrick with a strange look on her face.
A student council officer from the time of the High Ministry is those who misidentified Mary as the perpetrator of Alicia's abuse and attempted to rebel. Mary thought of catching up with their house once on my unwarranted argument, but with the resolution Addy drained her of poison and accepted their apology and settled one case.
Although we continue to have a good relationship as people who find themselves in the social world together after that, it doesn't mean that it's so intimate that Mary purposefully mentions it.
That's why Mary often worried Patrick, who seemed to wonder what she had explained.
Student union officers from the time of the High Ministry. No, if we're going to call them based on Mary's memories of her previous life, should we call them 'The Attackees of the Maiden Game'?
They are all characters in the maiden game that Mary remembers. Each had its own route, where Alicia and I had fallen in love. - Anyway, the actual Alicia only saw Patrick and wouldn't even have thought about making love to them and herself -
But there was no way to explain it, and Mary turned her thoughts around for a while. It reminds me of the student council officers, and Mauro, who described himself as a terminal.
Historically, there is a difference between "Attackees" and "Terminals" on the game. The difference in sight would appear first.
Based on that, Mary took it seriously,
"They look good."
I only answered.
There are only the target audiences of the maiden game, and they all have good faces. It is very different from Mauro in the terminal role.
"What do you say to one friend?"
"Well, let's just leave it at that for now. I'd love for them to come and make a big announcement on the day."
"Critical announcement?
Patrick returns to Mary's words with a voice that seems suspicious.
Wrinkled between eyebrows, his voice is also somewhat lower than usual. What a suspicious attitude. I don't think he was that glittery.
Mary complained of her dissatisfaction with his reaction, which was too blatant, turning that way plainly to say "rude." - Ignore Addy's statement that "if you think about it until now, it's not a natural reaction" -
"Now you're going to send out a branch of the migratory bird bowl shop to Fadela?
"Unfortunately, it's off the hook."
"Then did you even think of a different business than a bowl of migratory birds?
"I'm thinking of putting out a praise book for the Federa men, but not when it comes to announcements. Totally different, I didn't even think about it. I'm sure Patrick would be surprised."
I can't say it now, but I utter a frightening word and Mary turns her gaze to Patrick.
He still looks surprised. Next to that, Alicia glistened her eyes and said, "What announcement?!?" and I'm excited.
The reaction between the two of them is the opposite, so what a sight they are.
Staring at those two, Mary slowly narrowed her eyes. Two people who react the opposite way, but they are both irreplaceable and important friends to Mary.
I want them to listen more than anything.
On the other hand, I feel anxious because it's important.
That anxiety was transmitted, and Addy gently put his hands on his hips. It is gently drawn and leans closer to him than it was originally next door.
"Addy......"
"I'm sure you'll be surprised, but there's nothing wrong with that."
Is his word that there is no need to worry still condoning Patrick, who seems surprised, or is healing Mary, who has begun to be anxious?
It must be a word for itself.
That's what Mary thought, rubbing against his body to sweeten. If it's as palpable and sweet as a cat, Addy's hand resting on his hips draws him stronger than earlier.
If Mary looked up to be invited, she smiled happily with just a few reddish cheeks. She looks lovely in her rusty eyes, and Mary's expression looses.
"You shouldn't disturb me," pulled Patrick's arm as Alicia laughed couscous into the sweet air that drifted in an instant. By contrast, Patrick seems unhappy that he "got in our way" but that only reinforces Alicia's grin again.
The two words that tear you up also warm your chest again.
"I'm sure you'll be fine...... Hey, Addy, whatever happens, you're gonna be right next to me."
"Yes, of course."
To Addy's words, gentle and still assured, Mary inadvertently narrowed her eyes and accepted the kiss offered as if it were a change of vow words.