Outaishihi ni Nante Naritakunai!!

"Dear Lydiana, congratulations on your engagement this time"

"Then what about His Royal Highness Prince Wang?

"Speaking of which, this rumor..."

"Well, I did."

Other loving chatter of the beautifully dressed ladies.

As usual, my spirit was completely worn out in the world of another space.

... Hello everyone. This is Lydiana with more wasted titles this time called the next Crown Princess.

In the meantime, can I have a word with you?

Let me go home!!... No, well, it's my house.

Tea parties with same-sex friends… So-called socializing women really tires me no matter how close I get.

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Even if I don't like to socialize, I can't just avoid hosting a salon that invites friends of the same sex.

I deeply understand that it is essential for the aristocracy to expand our friendship here at all and to keep our connections deeper.

So even if you don't want to bowl in with Fried and you don't attend nightclubs, only the salon has been open regularly for a long time. If it was just a gathering of women, there was no reason for me to repel it, rather it was recommended by my father.

Anyway, this is my salon at the top of the Noble Lady's list at this stage. Sick or weak, he who wants to attend, whether he comes out to the night club or not, goes on and on.

When you want an invitation from me, sometimes at night clubs you get surrounded by the ladies. Even though I'm often punched in the pussy, there are just as many things that people want to get into.

The role that I am asked to play is to connect personally with competent ladies and bring back information that men will not be able to obtain.

I have to wear a cat like a mountain. It's only a hassle, but I understand the role and significance, so this is how I open the salon and serve as a socialist.

Well, all I have gathered at the salon I hold today have been good friends with the ladies for a long time.

Since the announcement of Fried's engagement, this is the first salon to be held, so I can turn my gaze to the words "congratulations" and exploration from the beginning.

I guess what you want to hear is about Fried.

I know it's of the utmost interest to them, but as someone who gets asked, it's not a hoarding thing. I decided to pretend I didn't know.

Totally exhausted by the interaction that softened my nerves, I breathed unheard and looked out at my father's prized paintings (collections) decorated on the walls at all costs.

The location is the reception room at the Duke's house.

There are three warrants sitting around the prepared white circular table. Let me in and there 'll be four of us. In contrast, the table has a capacity of six.

There are two vacant seats. One is Marianne, a close friend. The other seat was for the unfamiliar lady that she would bring.

When she went to see him and then gave him the invitation to the salon, Marianne said she really wanted to take the warrant. It's my first salon since I got engaged. I was prepared to be asked about all kinds of root digging leaf digging, so my friend who invited me was going to choose carefully.

So, naturally I could refuse Marianne's offer if I wanted to, but why was she asked to, and I ended up nodding.

She is well taken care of at the masquerade. I thought I had to thank you somewhere.

The girlfriend said today that she will come and pick up the warrant lady she wants to introduce.

I had heard in advance that the arrival would be slightly delayed, so no problem.

When he put the cup of tea in his hand, he was contacted by one of the maids who had refrained from doing so on the side.

Ma'am, I see Count Betra's warrant.

"Yes, thank you"

Put the cup back and speak to the ladies who are interested in the conversation.

"Looks like Marianne's here. They're introducing me to a new friend today, so I'm looking forward to it."

"Master Marianne? I didn't ask if I'd bring anyone with me."

Listening to my words, I was enjoying the teapot - - Viscount Cabani's maiden raised her face and her eyes glowed.

One older lady who cares about her slightly rounded body shape is one of the ones who has been close lately. His first name is Tillis.

I love sweet things and that tongue is definite. She has asked me to taste the new work, introduce her to reputation stores, etc.

Even now she was desperately cheeky with strawberry Dafu, which she had left on one of her teapots.

She liked it a lot.

Following Tillis, it was Countess Lambert who intrigued her little neck.

I met her a few years ago with her sister at a night club where she rarely answered, already engaged and decided to be his wife early next month.

I have a taste in tea and have been close to something ever since.

Her house has a quality tea leaf region, and she always sends it first when she can have new tea.

Tea of the Day - - Apple tea is also a souvenir of hers. Perfect for this time of year. I can't wait for the aromatic sweetness.

The girlfriend, Cecilia, shrugged with her green eyes narrowed.

"Me too. I'm only listening..."

"Sister, if you're Marianne, you don't bring many."

Yes, the younger girl laughing next door is her sister Sealis. I love my sister, I always follow my sister around. It's a secret that I'm a little worried about what happens when my sister gets married.

I nodded lightly listening to each of the three of them.

"I'm not worried about anything. It's just a little depressing to hear from you again."

I honestly told you, they didn't take me too seriously.

Cecilia laughs with pleasure.

"Well, I can't help it. Marianne is the one who is most excited about Lydiana's engagement story. By the time it was officially announced, you were already happy with that, weren't you?

"I knew you would..."

Even when we talked about the masquerade, Marianne was very pleased with her engagement.

I was mostly talking about the ball then, and they didn't ask me for details because I didn't meet Fried in person, but I don't care what they ask me today.

The race of ladies does not hesitate to ask about unexpected circumstances.

I especially love talking about the night. It's no different in any world that women like rumors and coibanas.

Everyone would not be forced to do any more because I would, but I knew with the brewing air that I was nagging to hear Alechol with Fried.

My outfit today, by the way, but I am deliberately choosing a high neck dress.

Rumors may be spreading, but I'm not nerve-charting fat enough to go out of my way to dress up to show off the 'Wang Hua' that's going to be a story.

"Good day, Master Lydiana. We apologize for the delay."

The maid guided me, and Marianne came. As sensitive as ever to fashion, she is dressed in a freshly groomed off-white dress. I made sure that there was an unfamiliar maid next door and I rang.

"Good day, Marianne. I don't mind because I've been listening. Is that the young lady you wanted to introduce?

"Yes, it is. She is Master Migliaria. This is the daughter of the former Marquis Rowe. Dear Migliaria and Lydiana, please say hello"

Stepping forward to Marianne's introduction, she was beautifully thankful.

"Nice to meet you, Dear Lydiana. Thank you for inviting me this time. My name is Miriaria, the eldest daughter of the former Marquis of Lowe."

I look at her smiling and greeting, and I hurry to fish my memory.

Migliaria von Lowe

The eldest daughter of the former Marquis Rowe. My brother should have just succeeded to the Marquis recently.

He's certainly the leader of the Knights of Primera, and I'm talking about his work in the Battle of Tarim.

She herself was always named as Fried's fiancée candidate.

I was wondering if you could marry me because I don't care who the candidate is, and I definitely remember that area because until recently I thought I was looking at the roster.

I had just understood what kind of person had come, and I also smiled and expressed my welcome to Migliaria.

"It's Lydiana. Welcome, Miss Migliaria. Your brother succeeded you the other day. Is your brother definitely with the leader of the Knights of Primera? My father told me that you were very active in the recent Battle of Tarim."

Even so, Miriaria looked at this one with a surprised look on her face.

"Did you know my brother? With all due respect, Lydiana said she couldn't even attend a night club, so I thought she didn't know."

To that word, ho, I think she also thought of me as a sick, nothing-knowing, deep-window maid.

It's time for me to be resolute and responsive as the lead Duke's son in order to dispel the rumors I'm not happy with.

I asked her, smiling.

"It's true that I'm not much of a night club, so I can't help but think so. Still, it's a famous story that your brother was active. Is it strange for me to know?

"... no, it's an honor. I'm sure my brother would love that."

"The Marquis? I don't know. Why don't you take a seat? I'll make you some tea now."

Everyone sits down and the tea party finally begins where new tea is prepared.

Migliaria was talking to Marianne, who would sit next to her in a calm manner.

I observed her softly over a cup of tea.

Dark blue hair tied to the fashionable shape for a strong looking face.

Feeling like a typical old-fashioned nobleman, she's not really the type of person my friends are. Rather, it's close to the kind that harasses me one way or another.

As Marianne tilted her inner neck without knowing Marianne's intentions, such as wanting to introduce her on purpose, that Marianne called out.

"Dear Lydiana. Miriam was also one of His Royal Highness the King's candidate for the Queen. This time, I pressed for it because Miriam asked me to congratulate Lydiana in person."

"Well."

It was Tillis who reacted to that word.

I stared at Miriaria curiously.

Migliaria, who received her gaze, seemed at first glance, and still laughed tastefully.

"I was the fiancée candidate for Prince Wang in the past. Now I only wish Prince Wang happiness. Dear Lydiana, congratulations on your engagement this time. Please be happy with Prince Wang."

"... thanks"

I know she was a candidate for the Crown Princess even if she didn't tell me.

But you came all the way here just to congratulate an unfamiliar person?

I don't think the boulder has that.

I looked at her with surprise at what the hell she was thinking.

……

I wonder what it is. I felt her eyes sharpened for a moment now...... is it my fault?

I looked at her again feeling stared at, but by then Miriah had just a gentle grin already.