"Hih."
The hand with the gloves fitted wasn't cold, but it was nevertheless too stimulating enough for Silvi, who was new to being touched by the opposite sex.
Reflectively frightening and trembling the body. Arthur, who saw Silvi like that, said with a swinging eye and voice.
"Oh, adorable. It's turning bright red to my ears."
"Yes... please let me go"
"It's the mountains that I want you to do that, but then it looks like you're gonna run away."
For some reason I was drawn intact and held in Arthur's chest.
(Hip!
Sudden proximity. And Arthur's terminal face.
Sometimes I originally preferred it, and I think I cry too often.
Does it smell like the perfume you are wearing? It crackles with a sweet scent. The coveted voiceover voice worked unfortunately and had succeeded in stopping Silvi from sewing into Arthur's arms.
Sweet voices echo in my ears.
"Hey, Sylvie. Please don't run away."
(Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...
Silvi sank abruptly into her preferred face and voice.
Silvi had no choice but to snort, no matter what he was told.
"Wow, I get it. Okay... let go."
Otherwise I would be too adorable to die. I felt my voice trembling.
"You have no choice."
When I begged with even my whole body trembling, I finally got him released.
I can desperately enjoy wanting to snort on the spot.
You don't have to look. I'm sure his face will be bright red.
The whispered voice just now refrained in my head, and I'm going to pass out.
I want to calm down and listen back, so could someone have even recorded it for me?
(No, no, not if you're thinking about it)
Seeing Silvi, who is still just falling, Arthur is laughing couscous with real satisfaction.
Diedrich looked at the two like that and twisted his neck if he didn't know.
"... really, not even like you. What the hell happened?
Silvi thought from the bottom of his heart that he wanted to know more about that, but he didn't say it wisely.
"Come on," Arthur said as he worked hard to get his disturbed breathing and bright red face back.
"Shall we go then? Leave me alone."
That would definitely mean Diedrich. As Silvi stared into Arthur's hand to figure out what to do, Diedrich said as he was in a hurry.
"Wait a minute, Your Majesty is here for you. Wang..."
"Diedrich!"
Words that should have probably gone on with the prince were blocked by Arthur's reprimand.
I guess I didn't know how they stopped me from speaking. For a moment Deedrich noticed Arthur's sharp gaze and finally seemed to understand the current situation.
Arthur is wearing knightly clothes. When he was dressed like this, he remembered that he was using a pseudonym.
"Diedrich, just keep your mouth shut for a second. You make it extra easy to talk."
"Shh, excuse me"
Arthur, sighing, smiled at Silvi.
"I'm sorry. Apparently, His Majesty the King calls me. If possible, I just wanted to send you myself and ask for someone to dance with, but that's another time.... In the meantime, I don't mean it, but I'll let Diedrich drive me to the venue. Please go home with care.... be very careful not to get caught up in weird bugs"
"Ha... yes. But Master Diedrich seems busy too..."
"It's okay. He is also a knight. They'll snort as fast as their colleagues ask."
coworker. Arthur has been emphasizing the word sooner or later.
But wouldn't attitude be too big for that? No, I don't mind because we're actually subordinates, but for once, we're knight-setting each other now.
When I snuck my gaze at Diedrich, I still had a "who's my colleague" face. I'm a little eyed. The face turned into something slightly strange. I really wanted to applaud the brilliant change. That's nearby. Brilliant.
"No need to hesitate"
"Ha... well, please..."
"I'm glad you understand," Arthur snuck something into Diedrich's ear as Silvi sighed, losing the irrefutable atmosphere. The look on Diedrich's face, who was not sure at first, gradually takes him seriously.
"... ok. Felix."
"You just have to understand. Then I asked for the rest."
"Yes."
Eventually, when the conversation was over, Arthur opened the interview with her hand as he turned back to Silvi.
"I'm afraid that's it for today. But I'll see you soon, I promise."
I have strength caged in my gripped hand and it hurts. And there was heat mixed in my voice and my gaze, and Silvi just couldn't respond anything other than "yes".
It's okay. I won't be involved with Arthur unless I get close to the Royal Castle in the future. I thought so, and we talked, but Arthur laughed relieved, "Well," he briefly said of his resignation and disappeared into the back of the castle.
The two that were left were Silvi and Diedrich.
Oh, and I got zero natural breath.
I felt free from mysterious intimidation.
But I was finally alone with Diedrich, but Sylvie, completely exhausted, couldn't even be honest with me. 'Cause it's tough. There's no event, and I really want to go home like this.
(Oh, I want to be alone now. I want to go home. Like sleepy)
It was a sincere wish, but there was no way Diedrich, Arthur's faithful sidekick and knight, could have allowed it.
Courtesy of Silvi, he offers his hand modestly, as he has done.
"Shall I come then? Lord Sylvia, I may not be enough, but Felix will escort you to the venue."
"... please"
I hope that's enough.
While I thought so from the bottom of my heart, Sylvie lay her own hands on Diedrich's hands.