"Excuse me, sir."
Me with the dress on and the primera with the dress on.
The girl standing in front of you is a princess who is really, really cute and perfect enough to remind you of the illusion of being indoors but as if she were shining.
I stand in front of you, Primera, just a little nervous.
I've made up my mind ever since I decided to make my social debut.
Slowly, grace the lady.
"Your Highness, I would like to congratulate you on having grown and played well every day since your birth."
"What is it, Julia?!
"As one nobleman, I congratulate you as a minister"
Repeating is the word of nobility liturgy.
This is not what I'm trying to say. But you can't not not not do this.
There was still a deacon in the room.
I guess he guessed what I wanted to do, Primera, softly ear to ear.
As soon as that happened, signs of surprise came from the girl in front of me - and I heard him take a few deep breaths.
"Thank you, Primera, Royal First Princess of Coolaum, has received the words of Julia, Viscount Fandid's eldest daughter. I forgive you for calling my name."
"Thank you. I'm happy."
"... Sebastian, stay back"
"Yes, sir."
No, Deacon is named Sebastian!!
It's super king's road, isn't it! Of course, this is also the main road, but my nickname is Sebastian.
He's a very mysterious old man, a very sophisticated mover, but he's actually a strange age, he's 73 no matter how many times he looks at his resume... weird, he was going to move like that, he's 73...
Mr. Sebastian stepped back because of the sound of closing the door.
When I gave her my face as if to signal it, there was a primera there with an expression that I didn't know if I could laugh or cry.
Was it suddenly hard to greet a girl who still wanted to be sweet, no matter how wise she was, from the baptism of the nobility?
But it is only by doing this that she will have the right, officially, for me to speak your name Primera.
Mr. Sebastian is a witness.
"Primera."
"Mother Julia!
"Happy Birthday. The dress, it looks great on you. So cute, really like a fairy"
"My mother is so beautiful, I liked those grown-up dresses too!
"Well, do you look like an adult?
"Yeah! I like the flickering, but I think it's also very nice to be smart like that! Can I dance with Dean Dayne in a dress like that when I grow up?
"Hehe, yes. I think so."
"That's right! Dean Dayne gave me a necklace! Here! It's an orange rose. You remembered you said you liked me!
"Thank you for that."
Primera, who talks early, seems to have enjoyed a gift from Dean Dayne.
Ah, cute. Dean Dayne would be thrilled to find out you're so happy.
Maybe I'll do a gutsy pose or something.
"Speaking of which, is it likely that you can handle your home in Julia?
"Yes, we apologize for your concern"
"If anything happens, can I and your brother act for Julia? I think we can do something about money."
"Well... no, Primera, you can't put such a burden on me!
"Already! Do I want to help my mother, too?
"Primera..."
What a super good kid. I knew it.
For me! For me!
I'm glad to hear it already, so I'll flush it into your brain at the end of the day.
I hugged you, Primera, and stroked your head, and I was so delighted.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
"Julia needs some more time to focus on being a samurai, doesn't she? Is it still going to take?
"Yes, I'm sorry. But tomorrow morning, I'll be there when Primera wakes up."
"Yeah...... yeah, I'm glad. I'm sorry, speak for yourself. I know Julia's busy, but I miss her."
"No, Primera, always do your best. You can always tell me you miss me that way, if you don't mind me. I want to be with you, Primera."
"... thank you, Mother. I love my mother!
Um, my angel can't stop being a good kid.
I decided to hug her and adore her fully.
After that, as I listened to Primera as she helped her get dressed, I began to utter with a decent look at whether she was getting tired or not and said, "Not yet, a little more..."
You don't have to be in such a hurry if you get primed, because I will serve you as a samurai tomorrow and the day after.
Just a little bit, just a little bit more. We'll just have a half afternoon off!
The letter I got from the Lygian Chamber of Commerce says it's just a plan to pay off my debt, and if the beating-related is uncovered, I plan to get some back from the Talbot Chamber of Commerce.
The Lygian Chamber of Commerce is the best in this country, but it's not omnipotent - so I've been promised information from the side from the Gender Chamber of Commerce.
In the meantime, I gently put Primera in bed thinking of the people who have to say hello there for the first time in a long time because I'm supposed to be taking a trip to the Gender Chamber of Commerce tomorrow.
I was looking at the face of a girl with a lovely sleep, asexual, cute anyway.
I knew no one was there, but look around for once.
"... good night Primera. Sweet dreams."
Hope your daughter doesn't have a bad dream, like she sees in overseas drama.
On her forehead, I kissed her.
Though I was a little bit embarrassed.
I felt so warm when I saw Primera laughing happily at Munya.
(Yes, let's decide to bake a chiffon cake so we can have Primera tomorrow at tea time!
And I, too, watched that sleeping face for a while before returning to my room to take off my unfamiliar dress and unwearable high heels and be free.