"Wow... what should I do..."
Dropping off Arthur and Diedrich, Sylvie was coming back to her room.
Is Leon still studying, or he didn't represent himself? Plus I dived sloppily over the bed in my bedroom, and Silvi moaned pitifully, "Ahhhh".
"Earlier... what was that earlier? I never had an event like that. By and large, it's impossible for Arthur to have an event at our mansion... It would be Diedrich to throw an event in our garden, wouldn't it?
In the end, Diedrich, who was Sylvie's purpose, returned lightly to the royal palace with the returning Lord. If you're on his route, that's what seems like a word or so, but without it, you just seemed happy to see Arthur in a good mood, and Silvi didn't even notice.
"... Were you out of your mind to think you were in the Diedrich route? What the hell is that meetup event... No, think about it, you're subtly removing the meetup event too... Was it a mistake in itself to think you got into Diedrich Route in the first place"
Then did you still get into Arthur Route?
"No, no, that was the super-change ball encounter, wasn't it? It wasn't a game-like event... but..."
No matter how much you think, it's inconclusive. Anyway, even though everything is different from the game, it's a mistake in itself to try to apply it somehow to the game, but Silvi, confused, never noticed it.
"I can't even clear a colorful gauge, me, B"
"Huh! Pfft..."
"What!? A, Alice?
I heard a blowing laugh from behind me, and when Silvi looked back in a hurry, there stood a maid draping her exclusive long dark hair behind her, who was bringing Silvi's change of clothes, holding her mouth down.
His name is Alice. My parents also work at the Marquis, and it was in this mansion that they were born. When Silvi was five, he was nominated as an exclusive maid and has served Silvi's side ever since. Being a trusted being, I had given her permission to enter the room freely, but apparently that went out the back this time.
Asked about the subcultural terms of previous life, such as "wet gay" and "B," it was a hasty Silvi, but he spoke to Alice with a face that didn't eat anything to break this status quo.
"Kim, you brought me a change of clothes, thank you. Apparently, he was tired of dealing with customers, and he was jealous. It's embarrassing to talk to you in your sleep."
Slightly forceful, but I tried to take it to my dream ochi.
It was from the decision that it wouldn't be weird to be saying something somewhat strange if it was a dream, but Alice approached Silvi laughing at Couscous. Long maid clothes to the ankle fit well.
"Lady...... that's just painful. It's painful. Dream Otis are too cheap."
"So, but... what?
"No," she said in a rather frank tone, putting Alice's dresses on the bed.
Alice is too silent, a dear woman. Older than Sylvie, always calm, not rap, but still put Sylvie in full confidence with her.
The Alice is laughing away at the usual quiet and soft atmosphere, changing her gallery and expression.
A sudden change...... no, I can't believe the change that even looks like someone else, and Silvi stared at Alice. Alice asks Silvi like that.
"... How about the heroine reincarnation of the fingertip series? Fun?"