Fiancee Be Chosen By The Ring

"... you look in a good mood"

"Yes!"

It's already dark outside. The sound of a bird named Hoho and the sound of caracallas and wheels turning is all that sounds like. But in the carriage to the Porta family townhouse, Aurora was in such a good mood that whoever saw it could tell.

Sitting across the diagonal is Felix, who has just returned from work. He was captured by his sister and mother when he came home, and accompanied him without dressing to send his fiancée, who had been visiting his parents' house.

Felix asks Aurora, who is likely to sing out of her nose.

"Is something wrong? The tailor was supposed to be here today."

"Yes, there's Ms Emma from Maison Baradeur."

Speaking of Maison Baradeur, he is also a fingerfolding tailor in the Wang capital. It also goes to traditions and formats, but it's a reputation store that goes to the cutting edge of fashion. Speaking of Emma among them, she's an owner livery seller designer, rumored to have no hassle with what she handles, and her appointments are always full until a few months away. A civilian woman who works against a nobleman, but is even said to choose a guest over her.

Speaking of which, Felix remembered with a distant eye that she was working for Luna Mare. Even though the nobleman's maid said it was normal to call the tailor home, that sister said she had flickered with the design of her new dress, and she had frequently jumped into the tailor. It was usually the poor brother who was sacrificed in the name of escort when the cadet school was on holiday, etc.

"I didn't think the day would come when I could keep an eye on the embroidery of Maison Baradeur's dress in the near future..."

"She was definitely a designer that my sister... and my mother used to make."

"It was like you were close."

Aurora laughs when she dulls. Felix glanced lightly. Measurements and sample wearing, confirmation of numerous design proposals, seemed to enjoy it a lot today, even though it was so neat yesterday.

"You weren't tired today?

"It would be a lie when it comes to not being tired...... I'm safe today, and I've decided to design my dress. So you can leave some of the embroidery to me. No way, I didn't expect Mrs Emma to admit it! Oh, I'm starting to embroider dresses!

"Embroidery? You?"

"Yes! As a matter of fact, since Master Kravis gave me the fortune yesterday, the image of Shirokurotsugumi's drawings has sprung up and I can't stop..."

Aurora was in a good mood and told him how things were going. I caught a light eye where I came to talk about the white dress, but that's all, and Felix, as usual, hears it with few words.

"... So, the Duchess and Emma thought about the design, and you left the embroidery on my chest to me. I thought I couldn't work with embroidery more than I was born in the Count's house, so I'm already happy and happy!

Shit Aurora forgets her manners and etiquette and re-sits in the front of Felix. Put your fingers together in front of your chest without even bothering to touch your knees.

In the face of her dreams, her heart had already flown to the embroidery room at home. The Porta family has a room dedicated to embroidery for Aurora.

"... well, good for you"

"Yes!"

Rarely but thinly smiled, Felix hammering.

Looking at it, speaking of which, Aurora thinks. They entrusted me with embroidery because they allowed me to admit the embroidery I had stabbed overnight, but that was because attractive drawings sprung up and I couldn't stop. What inspired that plot was that he divulged roses, little birds, and which would more 'bring good luck'.

As his divination led him, Silocrotugumi did bring good luck to Aurora.

"... Master Clavis's fortune, you've won big."

Unexpectedly, Felix looks suspicious.

"Yesterday's?... occasionally."

"Perhaps. But! Sirokurotugumi did bring joy to me. It's a big win for me!

Thanks! Pah raised his face and raised his voice, Aurora cheeked upbeat and stained with thin red, with a full grin.

Felix stops breathing with a melting cheek.

It was such a comfort, like finding a wild bulb that blooms carefully and pitifully in the early summer woods.