Soon the night club day arrived.

After all, I couldn't think of any help, and a few more days ago, Arthur sent me a dress for some reason.

Giving a dress to someone to escort is a noble gentleman's preference, but it is still basically something only close friends or fiancées.

I honestly was surprised that the dress was given to me because I didn't think Silvi and Arthur had that much relationship yet. But a simple dress that took advantage of the beauty of the fabric was enough to have a good hobby and unconsciously zero sigh of admiration.

All that was on the spot admired, and my father and others even wept.

"I can't believe you're giving me such a wonderful treat. Silvi, but don't be rude on the day."

"... Yes"

I have no choice but to snort. Thus Sylvie wore the dress given to her by Arthur and was to climb onto the carriage.

◇ ◇ ◇

Tonight's night club. My father and mother are also present, but given that they are meeting Arthur, Silvi took a different carriage from his parents.

Leon is not coming. He is not eligible to attend because he is not yet an adult. Instead, I haven't spoken to Leon since then. I didn't say anything to my father, but I was still afraid of Leon for doing that, and I really avoid it naturally.

I can't not not not see you because the meal is decided to be for everyone, but I suppress you with the minimal conversation you need. And to Sylvie, who takes such an attitude, Leon seemed to fit in.

- Could it be that Leon also reflected a little?

Only for a moment my foolish expectations rose, but whenever I saw Leon's slight dark grin, which I could occasionally float, I retightened my mind that it was not there.

Be alert, what if you see something like this? Although I was lucky last time because Arthur helped me, there is no way that such luck will last. Only I can protect myself.

I'm terribly tired of life not even losing my mind in my own mansion, but still it's better than being offended by Leon. He asked Alice to help him and kept avoiding him to an extent that was not unnatural.

Speaking of which, I think I dropped my favorite pop somewhere that day. I guess I didn't realize I dropped it desperately to get away from Leon. I still have a spare, and it was a shame that Sylvie deserved it, but still lost it before she realized it.

By the time it was past evening, the carriage had reached the royal castle. As soon as we get off Tallap, about three soldiers in Kingsguard uniforms will come.

As they bowed their heads to Silvi respectfully, they led them to one of the Royal Castle's (perhaps a modest) rooms with a tense face and returned to their holding areas as if fleeing.

Probably Arthur's instructions. I wasn't surprised at that because I heard it was a meeting, but I was stunned at the room I was shown.

I know it's an understatement for visitors, but it's shiny everywhere. The couch was also antique to the age stuff, not very much but could not sit etc. That's the king's residence. Even one dish or glass decorated on top of the fireplace is just horrible to touch because it's too expensive.

"Hmm. I don't know what to do... sitting is something, I'm afraid..."

In case you touch the conditioner and break it, you have no ex or child. I wish they would have made me wait in a more expensive place, not in a place like this, but if I thought the waiter was Prince Wang, this might not have helped either.

I look through the look of myself in the dress that Arthur gave me.

The dress wasn't the only thing Arthur gave me. The accessories that fit the clothes were packed together. The necklace around the glowing blue diamond on the chest was firm and present, and I couldn't help but remember the color of someone's eyes. The earrings are the same color and I hesitate for a moment when wearing them.

I tried to insert my usual hair decorations into my hair, but the maids begged me to give it a break all day, and I reluctantly convinced them.

I was told it was too rude to be inserting missing hair decorations when I was wearing gifts from people, and I thought you were right.

Not like usual. I thought about the respect for the person I would have escorted, and I thought I should leave.

……

If I meant it, I wanted to escape now.

Though I like Arthur, if you take it from Silvi, who has no desire to be like this with him, that would be an extremely natural story.

But Arthur is the benefactor who saved me from ecstasy. I couldn't get in the way of the person's whispering wishes. 'Cause isn't it too out of common sense?

Only today, no matter how much you want to run, let's not run away. Of course - if something bad is going to happen, this is this, which I'm going to deal with, but unless it is, Silvi was only thinking of going out with Arthur today to get it right.

If you are alone in your thoughts, the door is knocked.

Apparently Arthur has arrived. He replies even as he gets nervous, waiting for Arthur to come.

But it wasn't Arthur who showed up.

"Excuse me. Sorry, not Felix. He was a little chased by visitors… it's going to take a while."