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

"Thank you for your patience."

"Thank you for your time and eternity."

Osvaldo and Darya, the reception room for the magic guide store "Goddess's Right Eye," wore white gloves and exchanged red framed parchment paper.

To the left and right of Osvaldo sits Raul, his son, Fiore, the Second Lady, and, beside Darya, Ivano.

"Thank you, Dr. Osvaldo, for your sudden consultation. It really helps."

"No, thank you too. Because a very competent chairman of commerce will be the guarantor."

Following Marcella, we had to look for a new guarantor to get Mezzena out of the Chamber of Commerce guarantor.

What Ivano recommended to Darya was the Viscount's Fort at the head of the garment guild.

But as for Darya, I wanted to avoid it.

I've said that before: 'I trust Master Fortunato, so I'll take care of everything'.

Words about work, but in aristocracy, he heard that an unmarried woman meant 'I want you to be my knight'.

On top of that, in an old opera, it was bloody to hear a woman say a dialogue to a man, the first night when they could be two.

The aristocratic word is truly no trouble.

I would have already forgotten the default, but there was also embarrassment and I wanted to ask for something else.

Subsequently, after consulting Osvaldo, also president of the Chamber of Commerce, it was proposed that the mutual guarantor.

It is in the form of Osvaldo becoming guarantor of the Rossetti Chamber of Commerce and Darya becoming guarantor of the Zora Chamber of Commerce.

As guarantor of the Zora Chamber of Commerce, I thought I wouldn't exactly make it out on my own, but Osvaldo wanted me to do the opposite.

There are quite a few Zola Chamber of Commerce guarantors, but many are older than Osvaldo.

When my son succeeded, I would be grateful to have an age as close as Dahlia - to the word, I decided to take it hard.

And today.

It is now that we have made each other the guarantors of the Chamber of Commerce and exchanged contract documents.

"Regards, Dalya"

Raul, who stood up and came around the table, turned a neat smile on himself.

Silver eyes on silver hair. His back, like putting Osvaldo back in the boy as he was, is about one and a half fists (kobushi) lower than Darya's.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Raul"

When I smiled back, the boy offered me his right hand. Apparently, the hope of shaking hands.

Dalya held her hand gently as she remembered shaking hands with her junior college friends.

"Huh?"

Raul laid his lips on the back of his own hand as he knelt one knee on the spot.

Because the white gloves had not yet been removed, it was from the top of the gloves, and it was unclear whether or not they had been touched.

But Darya was completely consolidated on the spot.

"Best regards, Mr. Dalya"

To the boy smiling innocently, Darya restarts desperately.

Osvaldo is out of the Viscount and the Viscount is finalised next year.

It is only natural that my son should receive an aristocratic education. In it, it wouldn't be strange to have these greetings.

"Nice to meet you, too. Mr. Raul."

"I'm a junior magician, so call me 'Raul' without honor"

"It's..."

He is the Baron and the son of Osvaldo, who is taking care of him.

At present, I am not a good opponent for myself to call aside, who is a dudless and student.

"I don't mind, Dalya. They're both my students, and think of them as close juniors. Raul is seven or eight years younger, but sooner or later as a magician, we might be able to talk to each other well."

"Thank you for your concern. Now, Raul, as the same student, please do me a favor in Dahlia."

"... then, in 'Senior Dahliya'"

A little crushed boy laughs happily.

Raul should have a young brother, but no brother or sister. So maybe I'm happy that my age seems to be getting closer to who I am above - Darya is so convinced.

In my previous and present life, when I was a child, I had a little admiration for having a brother or sister.

"Well, Chairman Rossetti. I'd like to take this opportunity to inform you and ask you to do so."

I rushed to correct my spine for being called president of the Chamber of Commerce, not Darya.

"At the Zola Chamber of Commerce, this time, I'm going to leave my wife Fiore with the vice chairman. We plan to entrust some of our chamber-related tasks in the future. Thank you very much."

If you look at a woman with red hair and thin green eyes, the soft atmosphere of the past had turned into something glamorous.

A neatly tied hair, a lipstick with a slightly stronger color, and an english dress look like a vice chairman.

"It's Fiore Zola. Thank you for any inconvenience."

Fiore with red hair and thin green eyes grins.

When I laugh, my eyeballs drop a little, and it doesn't change that I think I'm cute even when I'm older.

She's going to want to make it easy on me to talk to her about her work.

But that reminds me.

Until now, I have never even heard the name of Zola Chamber of Commerce Vice President.

They said Ivano was the same. Turn your thought-provoking eyes to Osvaldo.

"Dr. Osvaldo, with all due respect, I have never greeted the Vice Chairman..."

"Yeah, because I was just asking my stepfather to keep his name inside. The other day, my wife scolded me for replacing her because I was old. I'm only supposed to be a little different than ten."

"Parents worry about their children..."

Fiore smiles gently at Osvaldo, who smiles bitterly.

Osvaldo is also apparently vulnerable to his father-in-law.

During the chatter that followed, a small call sounded.

"... you know, Father"

Raul was firmly back in his chair as the adults talked.

Its silver eyes stare at Osvaldo.

"What's up, Raoul Elle?

"Father... it's not bad anywhere, is it?

"Yeah, it's healthy. But is that what we have to ask in front of our customers now?

"... sorry"

I know Raul worries about his father.

It is not clear that Osvaldo scolds him as a scolder on this occasion.

Still, I feel so sorry for the nagging boy.

"Dr. Osvaldo! Um, kids, I worry about my parents..."

I accidentally spoke up, and it became too obvious a statement.

But Osvaldo presses his jaw and stiffens it.

"... that's my mistake. I didn't know I could get rid of myself by teaching people to be decent. This is not going to tell. Excuse me a moment, Chairman Rossetti, Ivano."

Osvaldo stood up and turned straight back to Raul.

The boy rounds the same silver eyes and looks back at his father.

"We also want to reduce the work of the Chamber of Commerce and the paperwork, to increase the work of the Magic Magician and the time to educate the young Magic Magician. Raoul Elle, so that you can serve properly"

The father's hand, the master's hand of the magic conductor, was gently rested on the boy's head.

Raul with a slightly shy face, but never stopped that hand.

"... thank you, Father. Quick, good luck being in public!

"Yeah, encourage me."

Watching the parents and children softly, the boy suddenly calls himself.

"Senior Dalya! You'll be right there."

"Good luck, Raul. I'll do my best not to get chased."

He's a boy who moves in and says it, but as a senior magician, he can't lose.

Darya also smiled and answered, while she put her temper within.

I guess it's fun to have conversations between students. Osvaldo in front of him narrows his eyes and smiles at Fiore.

"You're both about to get your arms up right now"

"Yeah, I'd love to see my arms up for good."

During a nasty conversation, Ivano was pushing his temples with his fingers and trying to get away with a dull headache.

Crush with just your lips so no one can hear you.

"... even small, silver fox (silver fox)..."