Magical Device Craftsman Dahlia Won’t Hang Her Head Down Anymore

At the end of the meeting, we waited for time to wrap up the minutes and the contract.

Darya desperately wrote up the list, looking at the notes she was carrying, as tea was served and it became a chat.

Later, when I headed to the makeup room for a breather, Lucia followed me wonderfully and quickly.

"Darryer!"

As soon as he entered the makeup room, he was called by name for his unique intonation.

Usually bright, gentle, dewgrass eyes, terribly scary.

"Lucia......"

"What's this all about? My father turned his eyes to use it from the garment guild. My mother told me to go because you made it. She's the vice president on the spot! The five of us in the family are deputy workshop managers! He came out in a hurry!

Though there's no one else in the makeup room, I can't shout. Lucia scratched it in Darya's ear.

"I'm sorry... I gave my five-finger socks to the Knights. I didn't expect this to happen."

"I didn't think so either. I can't believe the Knights are happy that I made it with all my might to get a laugh from Mr. Carlo. Oh, you really said you dumped Mr. Tobias on account of his job?

"Dismiss the full engagement..."

"Darya is a bad liar, isn't she? So, what's the real deal?

Long-time work buddy and friend had no mercy in listening out.

I'm not going to get away with it, so I'm going to be honest with you.

"Mr. Orlando has created a new woman and her engagement has been broken, so I thought I'd do whatever I wanted with a single Magic Instructor. It's a" mutually benign dissolution of engagement "to keep us from working."

"Unexpectedly, a woman to that Tobias... what a waste"

It's not perfect when people say it's a waste.

As an ex-fiancée, I may be rude, but I was feeling so far away.

"If you were married to Darya, you could have done this job with me. And Dahlia, suddenly she's clean. Mr. Tobias, aren't you regretting this by now?

"I don't think so."

"But I'm surprised. Where I tend to protect Dahlia, it was disgusting."

"Did that happen?

"You're going to the workshop, and you were going all the way to the man in charge. Carlo laughed at my brother when he sent Dahlia on a rainy day."

"I didn't know..."

"That's right. Hide it. It's a man's will. Hide it."

I was told a story about Tobias I didn't know about, and I was just a little surprised.

If I hear that now, though I don't think something will change anymore.

"Well, Darya seems fine, and you didn't have the edge. So, what's that horrible, beautiful Scalfalotto next door got to do with it?

"My friend. Together in a Magic Instrument Relationship."

"A magic guide connection. - Too bad. It's definitely a little too expensive for a lover."

I moved from Sarasa and Tobias to Wolf, but this one is worse for my heart.

The word 'too expensive' came to my chest just a little bit.

I can't help it because I can't catch up with him at all even when he's lying down.

"For the time being, I'm going to be in and out of the garment guild and workshop, so can I have the raincoat cloth in the carriage, please? Payment on delivery is fine."

"Okay."

"I'd like to make a raincoat out of that one of these days, but it's a mystery when I'll get time..."

"I'm sorry, I was moving on because of you"

"Yeah, I'm so happy it's a good money story. Once you work well, you can repair the workshop, and you can buy a new cloth! Maybe I'll save some money for my workshop! Well, it's gonna be a long way, but I'm gonna have a big dream."

Gently re-pull the vermilion lipstick in front of her, and Lucia taps gently on both her cheeks.

Her dream is to have a cute garment making workshop.

The current workshop was the main family workshop with socks and gloves, but they were even saving money to build their own workshop in any case.

What a pleasant fellow to work with, not at all bumpy from the beginning of meeting.

"See you later. We're out of here together."

"Yeah, again."

Drop off Lucia, who leaves with a footstep, and Dahlia pulls back her lipstick, too.

I looked a little tired in the mirror.

"President of the Rossetti Chamber of Commerce"

Walking down the hallway to return to the room, Augusto, Deputy Adventurer Guild Manager, spoke to him and was thanked on the spot.

"Earlier, I'm really sorry about our men"

"No, though I don't know, I've caused you a lot of trouble"

"The... Jean had a lot of things going on, and the formal apology will be again later"

"No, because I don't care"

Originally speaking, it was because my father and I did not think about the inventory of materials, and the planning was thin, and the product rolled out.

Jean was probably under a considerable strain with inventory control. Even when it came out of my mouth, I didn't mean to blame it.

"Augusto, that 'a lot of circumstances', even if I ask you in detail? I think you're being too rude to the chairman of Rossetti's business."

Wolfe asks when he was lying down.

Unlike his usual, his voice is as low and cold as a bunk. And then the air's getting weirder and heavier.

"Volfredo...... ok, I'll explain. It will be about him personally...... Jean is the one who took the opportunity to marry from a senior adventurer to a guilder. A guilder and his first job was an expedition for a month in Kraken's capture, and his first wife left the house..."

Whether he was choosing words or not, Augusto continued with a terribly difficult face.

"... soon after remarriage it became an expedition for about two weeks with the capture of a sand lizard (sandrizzard), before and after the birth of the child, staying in the guild with the management of the blues lime and, unluckily, overlapping with a lot of other things, several times my wife has gone home... now she's just finally back..."

"... thanks for letting me know. I'm never going to say anything."

Wolfe's anger completely disappeared and he cut into sympathy.

Darya wanted to apologize to Jean with all her might. Perhaps I should also report to my father's grave at last.

Jean, for now, has every right to fully resent the Rossetti family. I'm sorry about your family, too.

"I'm telling my men to shake the job, but I deal with a lot of work on my own just because I'm competent...... I'm so sorry that my lack of control has made Chairman Rossetti uncomfortable. I will always take measures to manage the materials and I will tell you not to do this in the future."

"No, I'd rather apologize to Mr. Jean..."

After the apology match, I finally went back to the conference room.

I thought that I would have to think about the materials in the future.

When we exchanged greetings and dropped off our clothing guild and adventurer guild carriage, we finally breathed slowly.

Gabriella and Ivano rented a meeting room for a meeting in the clerk's office, while Darya and Wolf rented a meeting room in the name of confirming the Knights contract.

At dusk, I plan to shift time when the roads crowd on my way home and call for a carriage.

"... you're tired"

"Really. But you got it figured out"

"Did you? I'm sorry about Jean, but it's the best..."

"That, indeed..."

We've both been bitterly silent.

After both exhale longer, Wolf joins his hands on the desk.

"Uh, don't be offended, I hope you ask, but I think Dalya should know how to say it avoided because she might have a chance to talk to the nobles from now on"

"Where did you say that was rude, me?!

I can't identify the way I spoke at the meeting, the excitement I've had with Lucia, too many things that come to mind.

"'I trust Master Fortunato, so I'll take care of everything'"

"Huh?"

"When a noble single woman turns to an aristocratic man. Oh, it means she deserves her own knight, an expression of respect"

"Why does that happen..."

All I said was, 'I don't need a watchman because I trust you, I'll take care of all the business you do there,' and I have no other intention.

I don't know what makes sense about how that happens.

"Mr. Fortunato said that... my parents' Luini family is a patterned family with many knights, because they are not knights, but people who have moved on to clothing. I'm surprised you think you've been treated like a knight."

"No, I'm not gonna do that at all"

"It's okay. It's just a thing, and I think they've noticed it already. I know Darya's not a nobleman, and she's married. If you say anything, don't worry, I'll stand between you."

"Sorry, sorry to be rude though I didn't know..."

Darya held her head.

Coincidence seems to be a rolling shape only in a bad direction.

I'd like to make sure that in the future, we don't face each other.

"And then, a little while back in the opera, 'I trust Master Orpheo, so I'll leave everything to you', there's what heroine tells the main knight: the show of the last. It was fashionable to imitate it at the time."

"Is that the source of the knight's expression of respect?

"No, I just 'caught' the old knight's expression of affection and the last of the play"

The young man removed his golden eyes from Dahlia and turned them against the wall.

"It's very hard to say... I think we should avoid it because it's fashionable to say it from female aristocracy to men, the first night we spend together..."

"Become?!

Batan, a creature was created that I didn't want to move by holding onto my desk.

"It's crazy, I don't know, you can't talk about anything anymore..."

"No, this is a special example, and I don't think so. I think it was just me and Augusto I was noticing over there. Mr. Gabriella hadn't noticed either, was that, like, pretending not to notice? I wonder if it's a different time of year..."

If it was the right time to know it in the aristocracy, it would mean that I was a public execution.

Absolutely, I'm not for nobility, I was so sure.

"Well, this is someone special. If you're going to send a woman in a carriage and say," Take off your gloves for me, "you'll soon find out."

"What is it, that?

"... words of invitation"

"I can't... it's like I don't know..."

"I'll be there when I talk to the nobles at the Chamber of Commerce. And for now, I'll bring you a conversation rules book and notes."

"Please be present. But there is, a book that sums this up?

"It's old, but I have a book my mother was reading and a note, so next time, I'll take it"

"Please…"

Answering, it was Dahlia, who still couldn't raise her face.