Watch the fans in your hands and dance with pleasure.
Via Huey, I received a message from Lust, came during the feast, and it's been a few dozen minutes now.
I was expecting Lust to make contact perhaps soon, eating a stunning shoulder blush.
No contact yet!
... and on top of that, you're wearing a mask, but it looks like you're being far-winded?
Even if you find out, it's supposed to be the flavor of the mask to have fun with tacit understandings......!
In the hall, Clifford, who had people come to greet him and ask him to leave, is not in the mood for me because he refrains from being beside him during the feast. Is that at least the salvation?
But there's got to be Lust in this.
I'm in the middle of trying to find those people from people full of masks, but there's only about gender and age to judge them than their faces are hidden in masks......
That is, a young man.
Rust Byrne has only been painted backwards in the original illustration, throughout the preexisting issue.
The main roll is fully featured by Lust, who has still dazzled the shadows.
This volume finally lets you worship Lust in illustration! I rolled the page excitedly in my previous life, stunned.
… no illustrations! Dear Sil, the covers lined up by the two protagonists were as beautiful as usual, but the black and white illustrations to be...!
This incident has become noisy among fans. I knew illustration was important and I recognised it too.
By the way, I was back with illustrations from the next volume! I think it was an adult circumstance.
- That's why I can't use the hand of visualizing a three-dimensional Lust based on the figure painted in the illustration.
Tips are depictions in the body of the original. But just so you know, I don't remember every single sentence, either, and even the color of Lust's hair and eyes is vague...
However, even if that happens, I have a clue that I can decide if it's Lust or not. So you shouldn't have to know your face to figure it out.
- There's nothing I can do about that without contact itself, too!
Do we have to wait? Exhale gently.
"Forgive me for inviting you to a song"
Probably from the other side, that I have an application for a dance.
I can't invite you to this dance from a woman's side...
I appeal to an unspecified number of people to create an inviting atmosphere, to talk to them about their fate and appeal to them, that kind of thing is ants, but on a straight ball, they say, "Dance with me!" X "is what you say to them.
Yet if you're a man and you dance, you have no problem inviting him from either......! Instead, if you're a man, they can rub it with which one dances on the female part...... The inviting side isn't always the man part!
"One song with me, could you dance"
At that time, a voice arrived in my ear whizzing awaiting Lust!
Seeing the Lord of the Voice with anticipation in his chest.
Wearing a dark green mask… A young redhead with thin lines of thought in his late teens was inviting Clifford to dance.
It's important here. To Clifford.... to!
I lost to Clifford......! Not, yeah. It's a superb property that can be passed on even over the mask, isn't it? It is not strange to think that even the knight of the Princess's escort can be invited, due to her taste during the feast.
Clifford replied pale.
"- I am here as the knight of His Highness Octavia's escort. I'm on duty. Invite others"
If you take no, but you can't give up, a young man will sue me with his gaze...!
If my job is to refuse, if I give my permission, I feel like I'm entrusting Clifford with a desire to dance too...!
In fact, nothing. Guardian knights shouldn't dance, what a rule. Previously, one of the knights of the escort I served danced with his opponent by fulfilling his fateful encounter at the semi ball. … there is also a pure past that we moved about ten days later.
"You don't feel comfortable with me. Clifford. If you want to dance, come dance."
But you can't do it in the narrow-minded 'Lord' because you're not invited! To eagle fried, eagle fried!
"Is that an order?
"No. Not like that..."
"Then I still refuse. I don't feel the need to dance."
Clifford shakes his head.
"... if you change your mind, call me"
A young man, unfortunately, walked away. But I'm immediately attacking the next good-looking man. A young man with thin lines, actually, carnivorous?
Drop off the youth, wonder about it, and ask questions.
"- Clifford doesn't want to dance?
I'd love to feel hot if all kinds of lords signed me up for a dance! Without a weird legend or something!
"I don't think so. If I were to dance with someone, I would take my eyes off Your Highness."
"What if I command you?
"… I will obey, but in the interest of Your Highness's safety, I ask you not to make such an order"
It was the body of a favor, but I felt like I really didn't like it. No matter how much "obey," he doesn't mean he'll be happy with anything the Lord commands.
"... right. Okay."
I snorted firmly. True, it's dangerous to lose sight of the knight of the escort, and if he's into the dance, he still is, it doesn't look like he is.
"I'm glad you're my escort knight."
I thought so again.
Even the Knight of the Guard, so far, everyone, you've got the most important person, and you've quit.
But as the 'Lord', I guess I'm the number one target Clifford's protecting so far, and I can really believe it there.
I, too, have long forgotten what a relationship of trust is with the Knight of the Guard...
I don't expect it. I don't rely. I don't fall in love. I always kept these three bullets in mind. But...
- And the song that was being played, changed. This......
Yesterday, I was prepracticing court dance songs!
This popular song often turns your partner into one dance after another!
Between the feasts, however, another song had always been played.
Men and women without partners who were flowers on the walls are moving all the way out here.
Stay with the couple. Single men and women participate without invitation OK.
I wonder if Lust is coming or if it's worth a try.
"Clifford. Black Fan, please."
"- Yes."
I entrusted the fan to Clifford and decided to try for the second dance today.
First person. He was your elderly lord. It was fun to play a pretty in-between story! "We have to brag about this dance to Rafe," he said. I see you knew this lord and uncle.
My uncle's name is Rafe Knightfellow! But thanks to you, I went back to the hall and wanted to say hello to my uncle. Patience, patience.
Second person. That thin red-haired young man on the line, who invited Clifford. I apologized to him in my heart because of the way he looked, I guess he was usually only dancing with the guy and the one that arranged the female part. The male part was perfect. It's rare that people can do both well......! That's carnivorous......! You mean you can either... I thought I wanted to know a little bit about my personality.
Third person. A man in his late twenties or so. No conversation. Not in line of sight either. It doesn't look like it's Lust.
Fourth person. A boy about fifteen years old. Identical text below.
Fifth. A man with a beard. I don't think I'm good at dancing. I'm sorry. I stepped foot. Identical text below.
Sixth. Early twenties and bumpy men. Below….
Four in a row, with an awkward dance going on, I was thinking about coming off the dance line without waiting for the end of the court dance.
But the moment I was about to get out of the line.
A new opponent who came around took my hand.
- Seventh.
A young man with blonde hair and wearing a blue and silver mask with different specifications. Thin glass is stuck in the eye area that should be open and I don't know the color of my eyes.
Dance out with the seventh man.
This guy... working out unexpectedly? But dancing is nobility itself. People who train in the nobility of attending a semiball are not the more common. Then it feels different when it comes to being a leading civilian.
Nearly judging, he opened his mouth after a man grinned at his mouth.
"'During the feast, please forgive me for inviting you to a song'"
It's not every word different from the complaint that was written on the note I got from Huey.
This guy, Lust...?
Pay attention and stare at the other person's face.
Noticed is the forehead part. But it's completely covered with a mask.
- I want to know if you're Lust Byrne.
"This is how I got here, and you think I'm a fake?
"Lust Byrne was born with a mole on his forehead."
I lost track of what part of my forehead it was... a mole on my forehead. This is for sure.
A distinctive one that also looks like a sword wound. Lust Appearance Without Illustration In the main roll, there is a scene where Lust in a hood and his brother fight. The hood comes off and Lust's face is dew for the first time here. So, it turns out later in the roll that the mole was born.
Since it is not acquired, Lust must have a mole on his forehead.
- Your Highness is very familiar.
A bitter, illegible grin.
"Will you take that mask off?
"If requested"
One hand of dancing Lust lay on a blue-silver mask.
... Lust if you have a mole. Not without it.
That's all I thought.
Lust's mask was removed for a little while.
Time is, like, a few seconds. And again, my face is hidden in a mask.
But when I saw Lust's face clearly, I was very upset.
My hands tremble in small pieces.... I won't stop.
Because it was ugly? No, I'm not.
Haven't you got a mole? No, I'm not. The characteristic mole was.
This, the person in front of me, is Lust Byrne.
But then.
- I recall.
"You had bad luck."
Something I'll never forget. A, a youth figure.
The eyes were a strange amber. The color of the hair is golden.
Even though it was made of dolls, the tricks and the way they spoke smelled so human that they felt so deliberately.
... the youth wasn't human.
That young man didn't have a mole on his forehead, but other than a mole, he looked like the same person as Lust.
Blonde hair, invisible with masked glass, same color of eyes.
Most importantly, Lust and that young man, they look just like each other.
It's a lie. Why?
- I never wanted to see you again. I don't want to remind you of your fucking abominable memories.
... even though I don't want to face it.
I just came to the semiball looking for someone to take on the role of fake lover.
Not to face this face.
Mechanically, the body just keeps dancing.
"Could you confirm that?
Confirm what? Lust or not? Or......
What do you mean?
I don't get Lust's question in my head well.
In the meantime, to the eighth person, the dance opponent is about to switch.
"Me..."
Barely, that's all I could squeeze out.
I couldn't have stayed calm, in front of the same face as that young man.
"Me... I want to be alone"
Discarded unilaterally, away from Lust and away from the line.
I was about to get rid of myself as a princess or something like that from my head. But the funny thing is that there was a brake barely in the corner of my head called 'Be a Queen'.
If I had just stayed Narcotics, I would have run away. For sixteen years I lived as Octavia, and the fruits of the princess education that I was tapped into were rooted in me, happy or unhappy.
Take a deep breath and return your heels. Leave "Between Banquets" early. I heard footsteps following me.
Clifford? But I couldn't afford to look back.
What I told Lust was just the truth.
- I want to be alone. I want to go somewhere where no one is and calm my mind.
Somehow, once upon a time, words exchanged with my uncle flowed through my brain. When I discovered a bully from Derek and I tried to keep my uncle from being too sweet too, I tried to keep my distance.
One day my uncle, who visited the royal castle, asked me.
"Your Highness, is there anything painful about it? Anything you want to tell me?
'... what do you want to reveal?
I was wondering why my uncle would ask me that.
'People have secrets for everyone. But sometimes the secret crushes itself.... like Lord Kilgren'
Oh, I totally forgot. Kilgren, what my uncle said, happened.
'As Your Highness, I am worried about Your Highness. … Your Highness will come and build us a wall. Isn't that the secret your Highness holds?'
"I can't believe the wall..."
No, I don't.
"... do you have a secret?
I was in trouble. Then my uncle laughed gently.
'- Nothing, it doesn't matter if it's not me. Not now. I hope that one day His Highness will reveal his heart to someone'
- Someone to reveal it in your heart. Someday.
I looked up at my uncle and I nodded with a strange look on my face.
My secret is, in my last life. That I have memories of my previous life.
But... you can't tell me, uncle.
Because this is something I haven't been able to sublime myself.
Head to the back of "Paradise in the Sky," the side of the private room lined up.
A room used by a man or woman who feels comfortable in order to spread the word. Usually, I would never go, and a place without edge. But it's a place for that kind of use, so it's less popular.
One of the private rooms. Into the dim room, I fled.