My Husband, the Commander of Imperial Guards, Wants to Divorce Me, But I Don’t Want to Part With My Angelic Stepchild.

I was uncomfortable to hear about the night club from Nancy, but that day Dora and I ran off to have some refreshments, and she said she wouldn't do anything to hold onto the roots. They thought I was the main killer. I can't believe it.

It's all wet. And, if I was in shock, Phee, who happened to visit the mansion there, turned to the reception room and said, "What are you talking about?," I thought you'd stuck your neck in.

"Baker Chamber of Commerce night club? You wanted to go once."

"I'll send you an invitation next time," said Baron Baker's son, who cared.

Before I knew what it was, Fey and I had decided to attend Baron Baker's night club.

I wore a dress in marigold-colored fabric with gold ribbon embellishments and grey hair tied up high to insert hair embellishments with large gold ribbons of the same color as the ribbon. Fee feels more like a caramel clavat or a handkerchief on her silver nightclub clothes, stroking her forehead back and getting more good guys than usual.

I think the Garrant ladies are doing a good job. Because even alongside such a lovely fie, you can make me illusion as if I am not inferior.

"Yurika. Who's this one?

"It's my husband's brother Fion. Nice to meet you. My husband escorted me today. Fion, this is Baron Baker. I'm looking after your son on the brink of his husband's Kingsguard."

"Nice to meet you. I'm Fion. My brother-in-law and sister-in-law are taking care of me."

"Were you Anton's brother-in-law? I'll see you first. Anton, how are you? Everyone in the Kingsguard told you they were in a state of quiet?

Even though we usually call each other Phee and Yuri, it felt odd to introduce my brother-in-law and sister-in-law to each other in public this way.

Introducing Fi to Baron Baker, Fi offers the baron his hand and exchanges his handshakes. The matter of Anton's run down had a warrant, so he was still being deluded here as quiet.

"My brother-in-law is no different. Looks like you've been too busy and tired."

"Was I? When I used to come here...!

Baron Baker said it like he remembered, then he looked hazy. I said it unintentionally, and when I smiled back at it, I told him to rush into it.

"Um, ma'am. If so, why don't you try on your latest dress in that dressing room over there? I have something for your wife tonight."

"Right. What am I going to do?

"Isn't that nice? Sister-in-law, this is what you're talking about."

"I'd love to. Fion, you have a cigar room."

Baron Baker seemed to want to change places from the square to talk. I feel the gaze of the people in the square gathering here.

"I don't want to. It also serves as an escort for my sister-in-law..."

"Oh, why don't you go and come? I don't mind."

I'll take care of it.

I was watching that exchange, and Baron Baker said, "Are you two good friends?," he says. "Yeah, because I'm family," you thought I said something extra, "Here's the dressing room," and I started guiding you.