Fiancee Be Chosen By The Ring

"Mr. Aurora and Felix will be asked to tap into the contents of this list at least."

In a very unlikely youthful face with two children past twenty, Mrs Kravis handed them a list of the names of the Loomis' nightclub attendees, only a few in quantity, but small letters were surprisingly made.

(Ko...... isn't this a list you would never get if an ancient royalist person lived normally......?

That back, dressed from a dress for a night club to my usual dress, drifts with a daze and cold sweat.

(Me, even that information about a Count being a snail, a Viscount being rubbed in a concealed commotion, or Viscount A's first love being Baroness B...! I wonder what kind of handover you can get. I'm afraid to imagine this)

From the Loomis principals hosted by the nightclub to the freshly debuted warrant for what appears to be the end of the faction. The names and whispers of every nobleman of the New Royalty - the only thing whispering is the number of characters, and the content is a little bitter - but the inner sentiment shivered, often with a carefully noted list in one hand.

It is in Mrs Clavis's study that Aurora has such a slightly noisy writing in her hands. Unified by beautiful curved candy furniture, this small room is attractive with a large library desk and reasonably elastic silky chairs, a small yet ample bookshelf, well lined with oriental ceramics and books. The walls are silk wallpapers neatly lined with the same adorable yellow crest as the seat of the chair, and the feet are designed so that no footsteps are heard, from large windows with long soft brown carpets with long hairy feet and dark green curtains like deep woods, trees planted in the garden peek just fine and wood leakage shoots in. Continuing in the reception room and sunroom, it was a very hobby room.

Although the common aristocratic mansion has only a study for men, Mrs. Clavis has been a hobby to write to since she was a girl, so she says it is the room that Marquis Clavis has prepared as a gift of marriage.

"Good for you. You both have a lot fewer attendees than the other night at Laetus. That night club, gladly, was the number of attendees to succeed the royal hosting! That's when I was about to give up remembering! Ho, this is the number of people in the Loomis family! You'll find out!

"The Duke and Marquis will be on a different scale, sister..."

"Ho ho!

(If I embroider all of your names, I might remember... Yeah, but I can't get this number of people in these days. Ugh, I want to embroider... needles and threads are calling me...)

Next to the string and the glittering Aurora, they rendezvoused along the way - and when they got home, they also said they had changed their clothes and were brought in there - Felix held his head. Luna Mare laughs elegantly as she hides her mouth, forming herself in the room as two directors instead of the lady who left the room. But those eyes aren't laughing.

"I don't feel like I can remember"

"It's too soon to give up, you stupid brother. The name of the president's graduation will cry."

My sister's fan hits Felix in the back of the head trying to give him a light white flag. Not that he's retarded, Felix (he's graduating from cadet school as chairman), but seriously, he was extremely bad at remembering human names.

"Escorting women at night clubs is a man, isn't it? It's a man's role to introduce women to others, in short, you're the one who has to respond first to greetings, right?

"... I will do good"

"... at least remember if you're as far as the Count's house, Master Kravis"

"Right..."

Fortunately, the upper aristocracy is small in number, and if Aurora keeps more than the Count family and Felix more than the Marquis family in check, she can deal with those with a higher title of household than her own. More importantly, don't defy Luna Mare, it's the two of us who whisper to each other.

She exhaled much shallower as she looked sideways at them amicably beside her.

"That said, it's also inefficient to pack it all the time. Sometimes you say you remember better to move your body, and it's time to give a dance treat to a distraction? You practiced on measurement day, didn't you?

Though they escaped the measurements with such an excuse, the two of them actually worked together on the couch snugly without practicing, shaking their backs and looking at each other.

"... we danced at Laetus' night club if we were dancing"

"The practice didn't seem particularly problematic either..."

Besides, the two of them tried to argue nonetheless with their sister, who should not turn against them. If you want to move your body now, the name of the person you just remembered is going to spill out of your head. Besides, it's going to take a lot of time to pull the steps of a dance that's going to be deep in your brain.

"Oh, but you've only been there twice, haven't you? You can't dance like that against a fairy!

"Against the fairy, is it...?

A pair of fairies (Gemini Fairi) is a magical creature that is said to be born with one soul divided into two parts. They act breathlessly in unison at all times, and they say if one dies, the other dies out of breath. In the Wellbum kingdom and neighboring magical powers (Magna Maggia), it was an analogy between close (rather, slightly too good) lovers, couples, and twins.

Between fiancées who have just had an affair, and who are really tentative first on top of that, isn't it a little, no, pretty, difficult analogy to reach? Luna Mare's floating grin was spectacular on the wolfish Aurora. She lifts Aurora's jaw with a patsy fan. I narrow my eyes and peek into them as I draw a soft arc with my red-dyed lips.

"Yes, it is! You can't dance with your partner unless you're breathless. Aurora also said during the dress selection, but the success of this night club for you is to make you both feel so deeply and deeply under the impression that the son of the Loomis family won't be remembered by anyone, in the face of the New Royalty, that you regret what you called it? No matter how much tasteful the exchange is at the night club greeting, the only person who has that impression is the one who was nearby, so we need the impression that everyone will know when they look at it, as you can tell from a little distance. I mean, we just have to show each other that we're friendly and loving fiancées!

(What is' I mean '!?

Aurora wasn't the only one who got a little carried away in the furious narrative. Felix also blinks his slightly purple blue eyes and looks at his sister with a glimpse.

"Rabu, what is...?

"You can flirt."

"Yikes, what?

"It feels like me and Darling when we're at the Mansion!

"It's too shameful to do that."

It was a quick answer.

I guess his sister and his wife's "flirting" and doing is far from his common sense to see Kakukaku and Felix make an unwieldy move like a demonic prop that caused him to run out of oil.

But when it comes to Lord Laetus, he is a man famous for his' ghost-like shapes'. Even at the other night's club, the statue I had brought from the gates of Hell, or otherwise the exorcism that bewitched all the evils of the world, moved little from the hosting seat. I also feel like I would like to see a little of Lord Laetus' "Ichicha" because I saw something scary.

Was that the look on Aurora's face on the table? "It's better for mental health not to look," Felix muttered powerlessly, shaking her neck sideways.

"Well, that's even as a joke. It's only natural that you can dance all the time, so get your hands around your hips and make it feel like you're tangling your connected fingers, okay? Come and appeal to the best of happiness so that your gaze never deviates from each other! Because it's absolutely memorable!

"... to snuggle with unmarried women"

"You must be my fiancée!

"But"

"Yes, a man with Uzi Uzi! This is my sister's order! I'll ask the neutral ladies how it actually went at a later date! Just practice!

"Wow."

"Sister!!

Luna Mare, who was somehow turning behind Aurora, pushes Aurora's back thoughtfully toward Felix. Aurora collapsed with no cuteness and screaming, but she held him in Felix's arms faster than her body tilted, breathing howlingly.

(Even though you're aggressive, this instantaneous power! Awesome!)

That's the Kingsguard, too, the magical knight whose agility is for sale. There is no shortcoming in the response to the rash. Skinny but well trained arms have an exceptional sense of stability.

Felix raised his voice and stifled himself, in contrast to Aurora, who inadvertently lost her strength in the relief and firm support she had left without falling. Zhu runs slightly on his cheek.

"Do what!

"Lena! Easy! Meena, give me your shoes! Look, look, Fell, hurry up and hold!

"Sister!

The beautiful woman slaps her hands with bread and chops a three-beat beat. One of the named samurai headed to the keyboard instrument (the upright piano) in the corner of the study, while the other offered a pair of shoes for dancing. The rest of the servants bring their wine tables and chairs to the edge.

Even when it comes to small rooms, it is the townhouse of the Marquis, the study of the Marquis. The space vacated by the avoidance of furniture was quite large enough to allow a pair of men and women to dance.

Unquestionable applause, Aurora rises, giving up. If he put his legs through the borrowed shoes and looked softly at Felix, who remained stiff, he sighed out too and showed him how to sign up for a dance.

Though clumsy, the Marquis' man. Assuming it's a race called 'Your Highness'. The trick of inviting you to the dance was a little bit dull, but it made you feel used to it. If you hesitate to take your hand, a powerful arm takes the hold.

(... this is another outstanding sense of stability!

Take your hands and put your hands on your hips. The pose of the hold is, in short, like a frame that allows a woman to secure a place to dance. It is only if we stabilize here that the movement of women becomes lighter.

Aurora is an embroiderer but not a hikikomori. Health is what seems like a lady, but I like horseback riding and dancing. Since she is the daughter of the Count family with the Knights, she also has the sagging of swordsmanship to the degree of escort. In the first place, my grandmother taught me embroidery in an attempt to distract her because young Aurora was such a mistress. Even now, I still think it is one of the most comfortable things to do to move the body after it has been immersed in embroidery and the body has hardened into cocoa.

In line with the piano melodies that begin, like a conditional reflex, Felix moved and Aurora slipped away as well. Basic waltz as determined. In very simple steps. Not enough to say it's breathtaking, but it's a neat follow up like a dance teacher, very easy to dance with.

Therefore, Aurora floated a little. My lower back and neck were starting to ache from the glint of a line of letters. I'm also accumulating depression that I can't stab embroidery. There's this opportunity to move your body, which is also a dance lesson by a very stable partner. I can't stop feeling better.

(If it's Lady Clavis, I'll take care of the lead.)

Aurora felt relieved and fluttered out her entire body. "Soft..." "Calm down, me," "Get used to it," "... the elasticity is too different from that of my sister," "Just calm down, me," "Get used to it," something like that. Felix, who was bumpy, blinks.

"Miss Porta?

"Hehe, I'm getting a little excited"

"... yeah, right"

"I like dancing a lot. But I've never been so easy to dance. Because my brother is a little extravagant and fluttering, and my father makes a little solitary move. - If I were with Lady Clavis, I'd feel like I could have fun dancing at night clubs."

"It's... it's very responsible."

Kuru. Turned with his hips supported, Aurora's unparalleled visiting hem spreads flutteringly and magnificently. Besides, Aurora smiled in a good mood.

"Surprise! You're good, Master Clavis!

"That's good"

Felix's mouth angle rises so that he can cling to Aurora, who can't stop laughing. It was not like the usual spirits or the people of the old woods (elves), but a youthful laugh worthy of age.