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

"Master Zildo has sent me plans to attend the ball. I think you'll get an invitation tomorrow."

In a room rented by the commercial guild, the Rossetti Chamber of Commerce, Ivano had a single note in his hand.

Spelled is nobility from the Marquis to the Baron, twenty-three groups.

One pair is missing, because it does not write the name of Darya.

"An invitation from two weeks ago seems rushed to reply and confirm"

"I don't need a response to these invitations. They're going to make sure they leave first or not, and then they're going to send out an invitation later. A high-ranking nobleman would be a face pass, but it's like ID when you come in."

"Really? How long has Lady Zildo been ready?

"It must have been over a month ago. But I don't think the chairman has to feel that way because it's a regular open form."

When I receive a note from a smiling man, I see it with Wolfe, who is coming to the Chamber of Commerce on holiday.

Naturally, but everyone is noble, and the majority is an unknown name.

Today, Wolfe, who usually sits next to him, sits beside Ivano, diagonally in front of Darya.

They cared because Dalya was widening her eye-to-eye specifications when she came.

It should be noted that nothing has come of the Blue Slime incident since then. I am still a gentleman.

"Dear Zildo, I think you've been quite attentive. Dear Grato, Dear Leone, Dear Augusto, Dr. Osvaldo and Fort are your husband and wife, so I know you double digits."

"Thank you......"

Darya relieves herself of her breasts.

You'll be nervous, but it's still very comforting to know more.

"Ivano, I called you 'Fort' at work."

Ivano grinned bitterly as Wolfe picked up there and asked.

"Yes, I was given permission to call it out by default, but when I went to the garment guild, I followed it like a boulder. Then he told me, 'Don't do it because I'm sick'. Totally gave up......"

"You're really getting along..."

When I first heard it, I was worried that they would say it was disrespectful to abandon the Viscount's Fort at the head of the Clothing Guild.

I'm calling Wolfe out myself, so it's not something I can say.

Afterwards, he was convinced to hear that 'it is suggested by the opponent, who is on the aristocratic side, and is forgiven if both close friends and sides acknowledge it'.

With the exception of Leone, commercial guild chief, and Gabriella, deputy guild chief, it seems to me that Ivano's first aristocracy became familiar with him was Fort.

He also hears that he may have tea with Wolfe's brother, Gouid, and have dinner with his treasurer, Jild.

I'm sure it's Ivano's business.

"Well, we're pretty close. I have a bad liquor habit with that face. I came home last week and drank till midnight, but with teasing alcohol..."

"Huh? Is Master Fort teasing you?

"Yeah. He's been too busy lately to take time to design his clothes. When I told you not to drink with me and type in the design painting, you made fun of me."

"Ivano, that could be pathetic..."

Friendly and unforgiving argument, but as Wolfe put it, I feel a little sorry for him, too.

"And then, Master Bernige says, he's bringing a lady from the branch, not his wife. You live north and you think you're going to be in high school next year? You said you wanted to give him a tour for his accustom because you had never met another nobleman"

Instead, I wanted a sneak tour myself and an opportunity to get used to it.

The first ball I attend comes to my stomach as my unveiling, the most prominent role.

Fortunately, thanks to Wyburn's stomach medicine, the pain is free of shards, though.

"So, I thought the chairman's partner role would be to the noble guarantor, Lady Gouid, who was called to another meeting that day and has already replied to participate. So, I was wondering if I could ask Master Wolfe to represent me. Oh, to avoid any trouble, he said he would keep your name to Master Gouid until the day. Mr. Zildo understands, so, Mr. Wolfe, could you please do it the same day?

"Oh, sure. Happy to."

"Thank you......"

I was heartily relieved by Ivano's story and Wolfe's smile.

It would be rude to say so, but I don't think I have to be nervous than being escorted by Gouid.

"Well, I think you two are the second song in the dance, so keep practicing"

"Huh?"

"What?"

When asked back at the same time, Ivano narrowed her blue eyes and grinned.

"The first song of the dance must be the host, Master Zildo, right? So, the second song will be Mr. Gouid, the chairman's noble guarantor, but since he's acting on his behalf, he'll be Mr. Wolfe."

"Well, is that what's going to happen..."

To Ivano's words, Wolfe responds as he contemplates.

At the earliest, it's a conversation that I don't know which one is noble.

"Chairman, does the dance look okay?

"I'm going to ask Gabriella to go and re-learn..."

Immediately after giving Jildo a revealing reply, he consulted Gabriella.

"I'll introduce you to the dance instructor my daughter is learning," she says, and she's supposed to practice four times in two weeks. I want to pray that I manage to take shape.

"You're relieved to be at Mr. Gabriella's. I think you can tell me when to say hello and how to have a conversation."

"I'll do my best..."

Besides dancing, there are courtesies and conversation techniques to check.

I have read books on aristocratic manners, but knowledge alone has its limits.

"Well, I had to think that far..."

Wolfe seems to have thought of a lot of things, too, laying her golden eyes down and holding her forehead by her hand.

Working long for the Demon Crusade Squad, he said he didn't like noble conversations.

Besides, even though they are married, noble women also participate in a certain number. It could put a strain on you.

"Well, Wolf, you don't have to..."

"No, I need to get in the mood here and remember..."

"You're both fine. This time we will surround ourselves with Jildo-sama Grate and the usual folks. I hope you can ask for the third song per grate. I think everyone is used to dancing."

That may be true, but even those who know won't be distracted.

I'm going to be nervous about dancing with anyone. What if I step on my foot?

"For once, I can manage to dance the basics three songs too, so if you need someone to practice with, speak up. I'm a beginner, so I might be the one to tell you how to handle it."

"No, I... I have to be able to dance."

I was surprised Ivano could dance. Boulder, competent and clever subordinate.

I'm answering tomorrow, Wolfe, but I guess I'll still be nervous when it comes to the Marquis Ball.

If you're thinking about the day, I'd still like to practice dancing with Wolf.

"Wolfe, excuse me, but stick with the practice so we can fit in"

"Oh I try not to pull my leg......!

Look at each other with determination and grandeur.

I'm supposed to dance, but none of the elegance is.

"Chairman, Master Wolfe, isn't it time? You wanted to talk to Master Leone, didn't you?

I was annoyed by Ivano's voice.

I'm booking a meeting with Leone, the head of the commercial guild, today.

Take Jonas' letter and go ask for the Temporary Magic Instructor.

"Yes, I'd like to speak to the Guild Commander's Office for a moment."

Commercial guild leaders are busy. I hope I get a good reply - while I thought so, I made sure I put the letter in my bag again.

Wolfe in front of him is obsessively clamping the top button of his shirt.

We were about to leave the room a little nervous.

Ivano, who remained in the room, removed the black leather handwriting from the back pocket of his jacket.

A stunning place prepared by Jildo, such personnel mix a lot of Rossetti Chamber of Commerce snoring. I have almost all the other aristocratic information on hand, but I don't see any anxiety.

"Well, it worked so far, and..."

At Gouid's suggestion, the revealing partner became Wolf.

Wolfe and Darya accepted it for granted, but whether this would trigger...

The filling of my brother's outer moat is soil magic to fix the streets, but it is every now and then brilliant, but it is up to my brother to use his support.

I don't know what happened, but today, Wolfe is strangely not gazing at Darya.

He sat next to himself on purpose, but it doesn't mean he had a fight.

I have no idea if Darya is softening up more because of the same reason or because of the revelation.

I would like to pray a little if the balance were a trillion (squeaky) tilts, but it would be wild to speak.

Besides, I have a job as vice president of the Rossetti Chamber of Commerce.

"Well, I have to hang in there, too - it's more fun to make them dance than to dance."