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I felt comfortable thinking I came to a fine restaurant. Chechnya did not have as many nails as it expected to meet its destiny opponent here anyway.

“Chocolate steak? ”

It was a very unusual chocolate steak that came into her eyes when she wanted to put it all together.

It was cooked with dark chocolate on top of the meat. It had a frightful color and a peculiar fragrance that caught my eye.

‘Heh. There are many amazing dishes at the party in the capital. Shall we try it?’

Curious Chechnya just didn't get past the first steak I've ever seen in my life. But that was a bad choice. Unfortunately, someone slapped her arm and passed by when she was about to cook.

Tuck!

A slick steak with an ominous effect goes back to its place, frying the sauce.

It wasn't something to focus on, not just spilling food or breaking a bowl, but the problem was in her clothes.

“Ah.”

It was in front of her precious dress that the sauce was spilled. When I saw a frizzy chocolate sauce on the edge of my white clothes, my cheChilean expression hardened and rolled.

Just wearing an old dress and wearing dirty clothes buried in food was a different dimension of the problem.

No matter who else sees it, not Isota, they can be greatly humiliated. She couldn't even get her clothes ready to change.

Czechoslovakia hesitated to ask the group if it was necessary to leave the party without rats or birds.

‘Haah, why do I always look like this? ’

I felt so self-centered. I pretended to be preoccupied, but I felt like I was all in my head. How much he was doing. There was a voice calling her, stiff as a stone.

“Mr. Cherry? ”

“ ……! ”

In masked parties, attendees used pseudonyms instead of each other's real names, as it was a rule to hide the statue.

And Cherry was the pseudonym used by Chechnya. Her pseudonymous face hardened.

However, knowing that it was inevitable, he turned to the one who called him.

“…… Yes. Jude."

“Well, I've been wanting to vacate for a long time, but here you are. ”

At the party it was Judas who introduced himself as Jude. I would have seen the sauce marks on his clothes, but there was no surprise or ridicule in his voice.

“I'm sorry. ”

“ ……? ”

“I've been away for a long time. If you come looking like this.... Is there a bad mood? ”

Judas gazes at Chechnya, who seems to be digging into the land in depression. Soon, after finding out the question, he made a small noise.

“That's not true. I've been empty all day today. ”

“On?”

“I came here to get a hungry meal. Like Cherry.”

Chechnya's face ran late in the bidding for the iceberg. Of course he thought he was here to find himself, but it was his own mistake.

Judas, who was staring at Chechnya with a depressed brown mark, picked up a plate that was piled up and whispered a little in her ear.

“Are you in trouble because of that mark? ”

Chechnya nods small, biting her lips. I felt tears like a child in a generous voice.

“If you'll excuse me for a moment. ”

“Uh, yes. Yes?”

Faaah!

I wanted a little blue energy at the end of his hand, and I hid my tracks in an instant.

Chechnya, staring at her fingertips with a puzzled face, opened her eyes in circles, realizing that food marks had disappeared from her dress.

“Hey, what happened? ”

Shh, looking at Judas, who sends out an autograph asking her to be quiet, she shuts her mouth.

Is it magic or spirituality? ’

Even Czechoslovakia was ignorant of its merits.

It was not something anyone could do to clean the food stains that had seeped into their clothes in an instant.

However, no matter what that identity was, I did not intend to roar in admiration for the ability that the opponent did not want to reveal. She looks down with a small head.

“Thank you.”

Judas responded with an unfathomable attitude to the girl who was frankly thanking her.

“No offense.”

“I almost had to go home like this. ”

When I was reassured, more words naturally came out.

“I couldn't get the bee's dress. If I had just gone home as soon as I started the party, my parents would have been very disappointed. ”

“Disappointment. How would you feel about yourself, Cherry? ”

“I am……. ”

Czechoslovakia, which has always lived for its family, has also only come to this party according to its parents' wishes. The first time she looked at her feelings that she had never thought of, she replied with a trembling expression.

“Really? I think I was upset too. Strange. It wasn't much fun. ”

“Do you hate parties? ”

“Hot. No, that's not it. ”

I couldn't help but notice that the party was not enjoyable in front of the first man I saw today, and the look of Manchester was as hard as when I spilled food on my dress a little while ago.

“I have work to do. ”

“Hmm?”

“I have a lot of work to do. When I go home, there are a lot of things that I pushed again.. ”

“I see. Obviously, a lot of things get complicated in your head. ”

“Yes, I really do. Do you have a lot of work to do, Jude? ”

He fills the bowl with charcoal as he listens to the story of Chechnya. It was true that I was hungry because I couldn't carry my teeth all day.

‘It doesn't mean that we don't have less work to do. ’

Rather, there was more to be done. Events were organized according to events, and the work to be done as the successor of the monarch was piled up according to tasks, so the main window was busy. The Emperor was educating Judas by putting him into practice in earnest when he became an adult.

I didn't have time to eat, but I was busy. I was scratching my teeth because I didn't taste good.

Put some packs in. Pac a bit.

"That's right. You haven't slept well lately, have you? Worried.

Eat a lot of delicious things.

I can't see anyone else's eyes, but around him, I was groaning like a mother who saw her son working overtime.

Judas, who had a few more spoonfuls of food, could not overcome their sanctification and answered Chechnya's questions with a slackened face.

“I have a lot of work to do. I'm still there in one dimension. ”

“What's going on? Stir up the party, didn't you come out to play? ”

“Is that so?”

“Of course. I met a lot of people, I ate a lot of delicious things. With a pleasant heart, without thinking about work…… Bill. ”

The more he spoke, the less well he thought he was not enjoying himself.

Judas smiled in adorable clumsiness, the girl of the night. It was a very small laugh, but it was very nice to hear it. Chechnya looked at him with a gaze.

For the first time, like anyone who attended the party, I felt a little sorry for the masked face.

When the two of them came back to the table, the group's gaze was drawn to them. It's Edan and Baikal. It's the behavior of the main army. As reflective as it is, Isota and her friends were meant to be.

Why are you two back together? ’

It was to use Chechnya as a bomb that they included in their group.

It should have been them, not Chechnya, that attracted the attention of the men. Besides, Judas was Isota's most eye-catching target.

‘A hateful bitch from the old days. ’

I tried to get down to the nuance of not being formal when I left Czechoslovakia to get food at the party, but he left after her. Judas asked in Isota's ear as he looked at Chechnya, sitting in a friendly seat.

“Are you okay with the rest of you not eating? I'm a little relieved that we only want to eat this for ourselves. ”

‘We..... ’

It was a meaningless expression, but the faces of the two people changed. Chechnya was somewhat ashamed and bowed its head, and Isota frowned beyond the mask.

However, he smiled and replied.

“Ladies usually have dinner early. Don't mind if you eat it beforehand. ”

“ ……. ”

It was as if Chechnya, now eating, was an ignorant woman who did not know Lady's literacy.

Judas, who recognized such eloquent blasphemous remarks, remained steadfast.

“Thank you for your consideration. After dinner, the dance hall will be open soon, and if you move around, you may lose. ”

The party was strictly in order. Until all invited guests enter, they will be given a light meal to fill their bellies and share their courage.

Subsequently, a main event and dance time where men and women can mingle and enjoy the party begins, and the party atmosphere becomes intense. Judas refined the wing scene by mentioning this dancing star.

“So please don't feel uncomfortable with other people's eyes, and feel free to enjoy them. ”

Isota smiled on his side, as well as Checilia, who bowed her head, so that she could hear comfortably without blame.

“That's what parties are like. ”

With that said, a more comfortable atmosphere was created.

Even though his face was covered in masks, Baikal, who realized that the eyes of the four women in attendance were directed at Mojori Judas, scratched his back.

‘By the way, I thought you'd be like a lumber, but you're surprisingly good at it, aren't you? ’

Judas was so skilfully treating them that he was so colorless that he had no idea how to help them all the time.

‘No. Maybe you're good at it. ’

I did. Judas was never popular even when he was in Lubach.

Rather, he was overflowing with students who wished and respected him. When he returned from a period when he was ridiculed as a white emperor and returned to the perfect Emperor, he was fascinated by all of his young students and teachers, both young and old.

Especially among women, it was gaining popularity close to Syndrome because it all ended in love and did not lead to affectionate attacks.

No wonder the Crown Prince can't get close. ’

No matter how much I like it, I dare not encounter it. It was hard to speak first, but there was no way ordinary girls could confess and coerce unilateral emotions.

Then, when I went to Lubach, I looked at it as if it was a treasure that everyone had to protect. Now that the barrier had been broken, there was a bold foothold to approach it.

Anyway, seeing him comfortably talking to girls his age, Baikal gained one more realization.

‘Your Majesty, too. ’

That shabby smile, that suspenseful meal scene that doesn't peek as much as ants' tears, and that generous attitude of treating all the red-faced girls as they look at themselves.

‘...... you're not treating me rationally at all! ’

It was just an adult pose for a child. Baikal buries his face in both hands with a face he wants to cry on.

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Today, I had a barbecue and a beer. The Cantonese Festival is love.... Ugh, it's so hot at night. I wish I could snow!

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