When it comes to ceremonies of initiation, there is no ritual.

Because there is no more authority than is necessary for deans and teachers, the fun is also different from the memory initiation ceremony of the previous life, which I still remember slightly. When it comes to ceremonies, the basics are still nightclubs and social places.

Prince Wang and Emilia safely finish the dance and begin to move into the center of the hall so that those wanting to dance are replaced by the students who were surrounding them.

As an implicit understanding, the Duke is supposed to take the lead in dancing the second song so that it becomes busy, and Eric and Grace join it from around the Marquis House looking out for the right partners.

Prince Wang took over Emilia's escort from me and vanished with Sieghardt to the edge of the venue.

Probably going to be pulling in until the tensions on the ground subside.

- Or did you go on a little break? His white face, seen in the royal palace, passes behind his brain for a moment.

"Dear Emilia, may I rest for a moment?"

From nervousness, or Emilia, who came back, was bleeding again and fading.

I can't help it. Students' isolation, hostility, and disgust toward her are more stripped and direct than adult ones. It is the social debut in it and the partner of the dance is Prince Wang. Probably the most intense minutes of mental pressure in her life.

It also looked like a light relief, so I pulled my hand and headed to the adjacent co-location hall.

This is the space where tables, couches, etc. are provided for meals and breaks, and when I went to the table, I was led to the upstairs seats for service.

Although the upstairs seating itself is narrow, the seating spacing is wide, making it look like a terrace overlooking both the main and combined halls for dancing.

Is it like a VIP seat? As an escort to the Grand Duchess, I appreciate the seats.

Latka, dressed as Tila, Leka and Samurai, who were waiting in the corner of the hall to serve and replace her, comes to the side to take care of her and turns her worried gaze to Emilia, who is still blurred.

The gaze that's been pointed at us for a while, is this girl okay? That's the story. Yeah, well, he did his best, but he's not okay, so I just brought him here.

"... teala, a warm cup of tea with milk"

"Yes, Master Eliza"

Teela disappeared downstairs with such agility that even the sound seemed to come out when she gave the instructions.

In the meantime, Latka and Leka prepare tables and snacks.

"... Um, Miss Cardia"

I was looking at them out of hand, a voice that seemed to disappear, but Emilia finally opened her mouth. Has it calmed down a little?

Incidentally, I was asked to change the name of Cardia to "The Grand Duchess", where some of the students would go to adult social places.

The name Earl of Einschvark usually refers to the former King Yugfena Uncle. There is a difference between advanced and lower levels, but basically I don't mention that much when calling people, so in my case, on a one-on-one occasion, anyway, in the social world, they are getting put through as Count Cardia.

The culture of Mr. Gui, who gives his name over the king, was confused as if it were just Arxia, but there was no such thing as a strict definition, and the Arxians also had no choice but to do so because it was a mere honor to treat him fluffy on the basis of custom and feeling.

"Did I, did I fail or something? Not much nervousness, not much since His Royal Highness Alfred greeted me... I remember..."

Apparently, Emilia was in a 'white head' state.

As she declares, Emilia's expression becomes more and more rugged and tenacious as she comes to the seriousness of the situation that the Grand Duchess will not be able to grasp her condition in public either. No, it was from the beginning that I was stressed out.

Well, what a forgiveness. When I turned my gaze to Latka, Latka glanced back at me with a slight motion and snapped her jaw and said, "Do it. You know that," he says.

Ha..., are you sure you want to do that one?

The story goes back the last few days.

At the time of finishing the new dormitory and welcoming Emilia, there were ten days left for spring break.

Having been spared more time by Mrs. Heidemann, I decided to devote the rest of my time to improving Emilia's behavior and finally to building some trust with her.

At the time of her decision to cohabit with Emilia, she had decided to call Mrs Mareshan to the King's Capital as her tutor, but Mrs Mareshan is also now in the position of educator of talent in the territory, something that is not so easy to move around.

Fortunately, I was beginning to teach reading and writing calculations based on the assumption that I would teach others, mainly the daughter of the village's famous house and the daughter of the Sil tribe, so if I had a paragraph, I would be able to move to the Wang Capital. Regardless, I and Tila and Latka would have planted the necessary practices for the start-up ceremony.

─ Well, it's easy to ask the royal family and the Grand Duchess to tutor Emilia, but as Mrs Heidemann's example suggests, it's also a little troublesome for people who have no idea to step into this house.

And naturally, to a sufficient degree to choose the means, Emilia has acquired a basic method.

Among other things, it was the dance that made him focus on practicing.

Sometimes when I say hello, I'm a woman, and I just need to stand almost silently, but the dance doesn't work either. There was also the problem of different types of dance in Arksia and Lindar.

As a result, Emilia has mastered the Arxian style of dance as a burning blade.

"Um, come on. How do you treat Emilia, can't you do something about it any more?

"What?"

Latka suddenly said that last night. I was in the middle of taking care of my hair for a start-up ceremony.

"No, something... you're not engaged, Emilia and you"

That seems to be the impression of Latka watching Emilia and me the closest the last ten days or so.

"There won't be any need to engage."

No, I think I do.

They just cut me off the other way around trying to cut me off, and I shut up. When this happens, Latka doesn't move unless you just ask. I grew up to be a tough guy.