Outaishihi ni Nante Naritakunai!!

"Hehehe..."

It worked.

A month after the day I made that plan. Finally, the time has come to move the plan to implementation.

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Immediately after that, I contacted my friend, the Countess, Marianne.

Marianne, my age, loves to have fun with her curious personality.

If I wanted to go to the masquerade to meet the man in the example, I would have stepped on him to help me.

As soon as I contacted her, I asked her about her mansion, and while the key plan to get rid of the virgin was to keep it a secret, I appealed to her and asked her to help me get out to the masquerade and see him rumored even from a distance.

Having heard that, Marianne has embarked on herself with her eyes shining.

"Well, Master Lydiana's finally interested in men, isn't she?

"Yeah, yeah. I'm engaged, too, and I don't think I'll ever be in that kind of place again. So on this last occasion, I wish I could see the rumors…"

It's like I've never been interested in men before.

It's not that I wasn't actually interested, it's just that my father couldn't get close.

But that doesn't have to be said.

To my words, Marianne nodded loudly.

"You have an engagement with Prince Wang. Well, I had to celebrate more than anything... I really congratulate you. I sincerely congratulate you. But all of us have always thought that Prince Wang's righteous queen was only Lord Lydiana. We haven't been able to announce your engagement, have we? We finally got to the bottom of it, even though it was inside."

"Oh, yeah. Thanks."

I didn't need such heavy expectations......

This is not going to say more and more the true purpose of going to this ball.

If the purpose is served by this appearance, Marianne just as well has decided against it.

"So I'm talking about the ball, but can you help me?

In case there was such a thing as Prince Wang, what would I have done if he told me, etc., but I seemed unnecessarily worried.

"Of course! Before you marry Prince Wang, I understand how Lydiana would like to remove her wings just a little bit. When you get married, you won't be able to imitate it. Besides, if it's a masquerade, you can rest assured that there's nothing odd to pry into, and only a collection of things with more than a certain title. I think it's a comfortable space for Lydiana, who doesn't attend many nightclubs."

I snorted stiffly at Marianne, who kept talking unilaterally in machine gun talks.

Marianne was also happy to talk about the dress she was going to wear the same day. She's long when this happens. Princess line do, slender line do. until about fashion colors again.

Honestly, I don't care about dresses or anything, but it would also take those efforts to get people to see each other without showing their faces. I thought so. I went along with Marianne's story and concentrated on boiling down the plans for the day.

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Plan execution date. I said I was going to stay at Marianne's mansion, and I did. No one in my family suspects me. It's only natural that we should have spoken beforehand.

Marianne also has her own room apart from the mansion. It's convenient to get out because it's in a hard place to reach people's eyes, and this time I was to let them use you.

"May I, Dear Lydiana? Be sure to come back by nightfall."

Before leaving, Marianne said this again and again with her mouth soaked.

I'm the only one going to the ball.

She stays for when something happens. I mean, the absentee.

"Of course. I'm just visiting. I'll pull you up as soon as the ball's over."

I'm just gonna come home with one shot. It shouldn't take that long.

On the carriage that Marianne had prepared for me, I entered the venue willingly.

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Jumping into my eyes successfully admitted was a sea of masks in a variety of colors. Invitations do not exist for this masquerade.

If you dare, the mask you're wearing, let's say this is the invitation.

The mask of being handed out to participants beforehand is inspired by butterflies tonight.

It is thin, but I have too bad taste. When I was given it, I immediately wanted to throw it away.

The mask that was given to me was silver. There are young and old men wearing masks of various colors in the venue.

I looked over the whole thing all the time.

Looks like your son isn't here yet. You'll soon find out if you look at it because we're talking about the atmosphere being different from the rest. Shall we wait somewhere until then?

I thought so, and, uh, I wondered what I would do if he wasn't in attendance this time.

In that case, there is also the possibility that it is another man... but I would like to apologize for that. As soon as possible with other than the man with the eye...... is just too prepared and hurdled.

I don't have much time left. But still, if he doesn't come, let's also consider rethinking the plan.

Now I just didn't think in vain, and I just had to hope that didn't happen.

The purpose is only one guy, so of course I'm not going to dance or anything.

I don't even understand what fun it is to dance with people who don't know their names or their faces.

No, I pretty much know who it is just because of the traits, but still, if it hadn't been for this one, I would never have attended a joke like this.

But I couldn't keep up with the unique air of the ball, and I was completely floating.

I lost my temper and had no choice but to take to the space where the food was kept.

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"Whoa. This is pretty good"

Strike a tongue at the prepared meal.

Because it's a ball, the meal is naturally a standing meal. I tried putting some of the things on my eyes in my mouth, but I felt more natural about the taste than I thought.

This could be just right for the time crunch until he gets here.

If you peek at the table in the back, this looks like another delicious sweet sitting down.

Move to your table so you can flutter and attract.

I quickly became obsessed with vibrantly decorated chocolates and tarts.

... I ended up eating it wanting to forget my purpose.

How long would it have been? Having eaten until I was satisfied with what I wanted, I finally felt calm and returned to me.

... Shit.

Totally, I forgot my important purpose.

It's been a long time since the ball started. Has he come for an example?

Or maybe he's already out with the target?

Cold sweat seeps out. Shit. I screwed up from the run.

I wasn't going to the sweet corner or anything.

I have had and still have no eyes for sweet and delicious things since my last life.

The sweets of this world were quite outstanding and could not have missed this all-you-can-eat situation.

But it doesn't make sense that you lose sight of your important purpose because of it.

Will we still make it?

It was me who rushed to the dance hall, but a voice rang quietly from behind, stopping reflexively.

"My lady."

Called, stopping and looking back.

I had an inner abomination of who I was during this busy time, but the moment I looked back, I was pierced by a deep ocean-like blue gaze, and that thought blew away.

... the beauty was standing.

Cheesy expression, but all I could say was yes.

A neat face you can see even in a mask. The loosely wavy hair was black. The tall is tall enough to look up and has an even, forged body. Sophisticated standing behavior is just admirable.

I can tell at first glance. The man, who had called out to me, wrapped up a polished atmosphere unlike anyone else, and stood on the spot.

I get tangled up in my eyes like I'm gonna shoot this one through. I didn't care that I didn't know my face at all.

As soon as this man shows up, his surrounding gaze is completely nailed.

Even I, for a moment, forgot my purpose and just fell in love with it.

This guy...!

Give it back to me.

Definitely. The man Marianne was talking about is definitely this guy.

Exactly what I was asking. Sure, I can tell by one shot.

Let's just say I was lucky enough to talk to you from the other side, just hoping I'd have to look here and speak up.

If we don't get it right from here. Failure is not tolerated.

We must proceed with caution.

"What can I do for you?

With his neck clenched, he creates a bewildered voice.

In my heart, I said, "Okay! Coming!!" Yet I will not forget my manoeuvres as a taught Duke's Lady.

I returned the words while behaving as smoothly as I could to make a good impression.

Neither knew my inner self, and the man who had been speaking gave a sneering, people-loving grin, carefully breaking his hips.

The golden mask worn shines with a reflection of the chandelier's light.

"Yeah, it's you. Good evening, my lady. I know this is the first time I've seen you, but have you been here a few times?

"Good evening. Here we go. As you said, tonight is the first masquerade. It's something I'm not sure how to do, and I was running away here. But you know perfectly well that I'm new here. Have you done anything wrong?

While he sounds anxious, he's not worried at all that he's committing such a fool.

I haven't been a Duke's Lady to Dada for 18 years.

... but that's just the rumored woman.

You don't even know your face, but do you even know if it's your first time joining?

If I told you that I was discerning you by your shape, I would seriously pull it off no matter how handsome you are.

Thinking so, the man shook it big enough to seem exaggerated.

"There's nothing wrong with it. Your manners are perfect. Because I've never seen anyone as beautiful as you."

Hands taken, lips dropped. I knew that was manners, but I accidentally got my back kicked. I don't feel half this manhood.

"... that you are good. You wouldn't even know the ugliness of your face if you were covered in a mask like this."

"Still. The elegance and tricks that engulf you tell me that you are a very beautiful person"

Wow. Ka-yu!!

No, yeah. I'm going to have generalized goosebumps in the upper conversation between the nobles.

Sometimes I don't want to go out to nightclubs because I don't want to be in these conversations.

I usually just get away with it if I feel signs that I'm going to call you, but that's not going to happen all night.

It's all about what to do in your head, even though you keep having meaningless conversations.

I don't care. Let's get this conversation over with and get down to business.

"... so? May I ask why you spoke to me?"

I'm sorry. I couldn't stand it.

He loosened his mouth, looking a little surprised when I said so, having cut the numbness into not getting me to the point no matter how long I waited.

At the same time, his atmosphere changed from polished and pitiful to lenient and soft.

"Hehe, you're a rascal. I just want to know a little more about someone named you.

I just thought. I have no further purpose. "

"Really?"

While relieved by the far-fetched invitation that finally came, it nevertheless makes me suspect once and for all as a noble courtier.

As for the real deal, I don't care, just eat it... No, I just told you to eat it.

Or the tone that was stupid polite changed. Did you just say vegetarian?

That's what I just did. I honestly thought staying in the same tone would help because I couldn't calm down and have sex.

In a shattered tone, he continued his conversation with pleasure.

"That's terrible. You doubt that? Really, I just want to know you.... Actually, I have a room for a break ahead of me. If you like, why don't we talk again there?

Now a direct invitation came.

Ok, ok!!

I wish you'd just said that.

We must not miss this opportunity. Hit the iron while it's hot.

I nodded small with a trick that looked as cute as possible.

"... right. I wanted to get to know you better, too."

Would you like me to join you?

If he answers with such a superiority over the mask, for some reason he will stop.

I thought I saw this one afterwards and laughed with great satisfaction.

Moment after moment, I felt something horrible.

A sense of fear, like being targeted by a carnivore.

But that passes in a flash.

I didn't know what had happened and I let my eyes squeeze.

"What's going on?

"Yes, no, anything"

He'll ask me when he stops moving, but there's no way I can answer that. I don't know what happened.

I don't feel anything right now, as if what I just did was my fault.

I don't know what it is, and I snap my neck, and I laugh and I turn my hand around my hips and I'm prompted to walk.

Of course I didn't wish it to unfold, so I followed him in silence.

That I ignored what I felt earlier because of my concern.

And I hadn't realized at this time that I was going to regret not learning anything about the 'manners of men and women' of this world at all.