Gun-ota ga Mahou Sekai ni Tensei Shitara, Gendai Heiki de Guntai Harem o Tsukucchaimashita!?

Today, the family name, the crest decision, will be there for a dance lesson for the winning party.

The practice area uses a large room that is open.

I have to dance in luxurious costumes in production, but this time I wanted them in everyday clothes for practice - at which point I, the High Elf Kingdom, Enor's second princess, Reese Enor Memere, regretted it.

(Oh, how did I get into the mood of one! This supposedly makes me a daughter who has not been able to read the atmosphere of a solo place!?

Even though Mr. Lute and the others are wearing regular clothes similar to when they embarked on their journey, I put sleeves through dresses for the castle.

(I'd better get dressed now for the outfit I traveled with... but it's also a problem for a princess of one country to wear a travel costume in the castle... ugh)

"I don't have time for that. Let's start practicing dance."

Mr. Lute, unaware of my grid, cuts out while doing some light prep gymnastics.

"Bye, Chris! Luna and the others practice over there!

"Please be gentle with your hands"

The two men close to the back length hold hands together to secure a place to practice.

Luna is the opposite of herself and pleasant, envious of her bright personality......

(I wish I could say 'I like' without giving in to someone I admire too...... Say! Didn't you decide to cut off the untrained that night! We need to stop pulling off with Uzi forever!

I shake my head and shake off the dark thoughts behind me.

"What's up, Reese? You shake your head, even your head hurts?

"Yes, no, nothing! Never mind!

Oh, right after I tried to forget, but I can't believe my chest just hits me with a voice to show me around!

I realize my cheeks are lit by fire.

I was forced to hold down my mouth, which looked like a nigga.

"Then I will handle Master Lute's dance! Master Lute's best apprentice, and Maya Dragoon of the right arm, belly heart, will deal with you!

"... then I'll give Mr. Snow a hand"

Flipping from his nigger face, he turns to Mr. Snow while keeping a grin strong that is about to collapse with grief,

"Maya, don't tell Lute."

"Hey, why!?

"Because I don't like anything. Reese, can I teach Lute how to dance? That's good for you, Lute."

"Yeah, I don't mind that."

"Yes, that's settled. Maya, tell me."

"Oh, no."

Maya is drawn to Mr. Snow.

Mr. Snow has looked back once and pointed a meaningful gaze - maybe she realizes how I feel!?

But it seems possible that Mr. Snow...

Because she's strangely sharp.

But if so, it means bothering to stick with me and Mr. Lute...

"Reese."

"Hiccup!?

Mr. Lute speaks to me and gives me an unexpected strange reply.

Ugh...... ugh. They thought I was an absolutely weird daughter!

"Oh, I'm sorry, I think I surprised you."

"Yes, no, I'm the one who sounds weird. I'm sorry. Well, shall we start practicing dance too?"

"Right. So what am I supposed to do?

"Uh, bye-"

We start dancing with our hands together.

I can see my cheeks getting hot just by touching my fingers and fingers. My heart squeals.

Very little time, but I was able to hold hands and dance with Mr. Lute.

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The day of the victory party.

The party is for the inner circle and only the High Elves are present in the Great Hall.

Everyone thanks the Lutes for saving the country and greets them one after another.

At the end of the greeting, the dance begins quickly.

At first, Mr. Snow, then Mr. Chris joins hands with Mr. Lute and dances to the music.

Thanks to the results of the practice, the three of them danced without hesitation.

I stare dazzlingly at the three of them like that.

A light that never reaches me.

It's like before I met Mr. Lute and the others, I get a dark feeling when I'm condescended by my inferiority towards my sister.

"Reese?"

Mr. Lute returns after the dance to make a surprise look.

"Duh, what's wrong with tears, does it hurt somewhere?

"What, tears...? Ugh, su, excuse me. Apparently, there's garbage in my eyes. Sorry to bother you."

I am pointed out and noticed.

I rushed to hide my eyes with a handkerchief.

Excuse me for fixing your makeup.

I'm not a good host, but I can't be there for a reason, so I'll leave the venue behind.

Tears overflow later, dampening the handkerchief.

(I should have wept that night, all, until I felt better... ugh)

I hold my eyes with a handkerchief and fall because I was walking.

One hand in the dark cold corridor.

I resent my doji.

The bickering, the serene music you hear from the Great Hall - outside that fun circle, I'm crawling to the floor alone.

It's like being alone in this world, so lonely that you illusion that you're the only one.

"Hehe, you look good for an incompetent princess of inclination..."

To myself so miserable, I mock myself.

"What, Reese, did you fall again? Still a doozy."

"Huh!? Ri, mr. lute, duh, how dare you!?

At first, 'Fantasy!?' I suspected, but when I looked up, Mr. Lute, who should have broken up earlier, stood by his side. He smiles bitterly and offers his hand.

"Look, how long are you going to be sitting there. You look great. You're gonna get your dress dirty."

"Oh, thank you Grandpa...... ugh"

Ugh! My idiot! Why are you chewing on thanksgiving!?

Mr. Lute further deepens the degree of bitterness and makes me stand up forcefully with my hands.

Momentum builds, and I unwittingly hug him to his chest.

Mr. Lute's hand suppresses my shoulder.

His temperature spreading throughout his body. Smell, muscle.

Unconsciously I squeeze his clothes together.

Oh, my brave...

(I wish this time would last forever)

Or I hope the time stops like this.

But you can't stay in his chest, his wife belt at all times.

Get your body away from Mr. Lute and stand properly on your own feet.

"... thank you. But how did you get after me?

"That's what my dear fellow Reese is going to worry about when he leaves with that look on his face."

"Huh!?

He naturally says' what's normal '.

The sense of loneliness that existed earlier disappeared without dust, and the twist of joy dominated the chest.

Beloved, beloved, beloved...... ugh!

A fever that never pulls from your chest, even if you weep to forget and wet your pillow.

The moment I accidentally threw everything out and tried to jump into his arms - the person stopping me from moving shows up.

"... what are we both doing here?

"Father."

Father - High Elf Kingdom, King Enor stood with a Kingsguard.

Your father noticed me leaving the big room, too, and he came after me.

"I felt a little bad and Mr. Lute was escorting me. I'm fine now."

Having regained my chilling thoughts as cold water was sprinkled from my head, I speak of proper deception. Mr. Lute also guessed it. Show it with attitude without saying anything.

We only traveled and saved the country's crisis together, and collaboration is something we're used to.

After comparing us several times, your father did not pursue whether he was convinced or not.

"Then go back to the hall. It's rude to have one of the hosts sit in the middle. My daughter bothered me."

"No, annoyance, etc."

Mr. Lute answers politely not to be rude.

Even more distracting, one returns to the Great Hall first.

I follow that back with unfortunate eyes.

…………

"What is it, Father?"

As I follow Mr. Lute with my eyes, I notice a strong gaze from the side.

I totally forgot your father was on my side.

I fix my attitude as late as possible.

"... Reese, come to your room after the party"

Your father returns to the party venue with an enlightened look.

(In your father's private room?

I am baffled by a rare situation.

Maybe in an earlier attitude, Mr. Lute finds me in love with him and stabs me in the nail.

(... even though I've already given up on that)

I was obstinate and followed your father.