Outaishihi ni Nante Naritakunai!!

"So? Is that fake coming to today's masquerade?

"Probably."

Asking Fried, he answered, even as he looked uncomfortable.

He hands me a mask that also replaces the invitation to the masquerade.

Silver, butterfly-inspired mask. I kind of look familiar. I tilted my neck with that.

"Hmm?"

"Tonight's organizer is the Marquis of Rittenheim. Liddy, doesn't his name sound familiar?

"... the Marquis of Rittenheim... ah, the host of the masquerade I went to"

"Yeah, this is a perfect coincidence, but it is"

Fried laughs bitterly.

Me, too, got a subtle face.

The host of the masquerade I met with Fried. That was the Marquis of Rittenheim.

"Something's exactly the same as I set it up..."

"I know what it's like to want to say that, but it's a real coincidence. Marquis Rittenheim, I know you do, but he's a guy who loves having these nightclubs. For once, it is assumed that only the nobles above the countenance can be admitted, but he is famous for his considerable likeness and may deliberately mix in several participants whose identities are unclear. Of course, the Marquis doesn't know who that is either. Because it's more interesting as a masquerade if you don't understand. They want stimulation. It's easy to get into that frame if you turn your hand around the back."

"... could my participation frame have been that too"

"It's possible. And I used it to attend, and I got this mask the same way."

"... I heard it was a safe ball with more nobles than the Count."

"The basics are, yes. Even the Marquis is not that stupid. The only time I let that freedom frame be used is when a person above the Count who is eligible to participate says, 'Please forgive me because I have someone I want you to join'. I won't confirm who's coming, but I'm not allowed to participate without referrals from eligible people. Although I want to enjoy the risk, I think it means I want to minimize it."

"Uh, for your information, but then, who is the person who introduced us to be eligible to participate?

"Hmm? It's Glenn. He's got a lot of handouts around him."

"... oh"

I see.

Previously, Glenn said it was his fault that Fried was going to the masquerade. This would mean that he had a certificate of participation for Fried. And this time you helped me, that's why.

Not now, but Glenn used to have quite a floating name. I was convinced to hear you had a handover.

"I wonder if Fried's fake is also asking someone to get a certificate of participation"

"The other organizers are taking a similar approach to participation. Maybe, I think so. It's hard to find out who the participants are because it's the flair of the masquerade, and we'll have to catch them locally after all."

"Yeah...... right. I don't want to go bowling with Marianne even if I don't know who she is, and I hope she comes to this masquerade."

"He seems quite a celebrity at the masquerade these days. If you ask me, they're attending some masquerade, like every week. So I'm sure he'll be here tonight."

"I'm a celebrity."

"It's a very unintentional story, but a mysterious man who hasn't been around for about six months shows up again and says he's taking a woman or something, and it's rumored among people attending a masquerade"

"... I don't like it. Fried didn't do anything."

I don't feel good knowing I'm not in person.

We definitely have to make it stop tonight. Failure is unacceptable in order not to make you pretend to be Fried again, and to protect your friends.

'Cause I'll definitely try to figure out who it is.'

For today, just in case, I reviewed all the paintings of the nobility. Enhanced memory is perfect. Even if I didn't know it from a distance, if you gave it to me in front of me, I was sure I would know who it was.

Carefully, wear a mask.

Today, use Fried's Return Magic to go to the ball venue.

Because it's hard to get out of this outfit, but for that reason Fried was sneaking off to the venue a few days ago.

"Okay, I'm coming."

"Yeah."

"Cain, you come here too."

He said, "I know."

Cain, who was called to Fried and was waiting a little further from us, moves over here.

Today, the three of us, including Cain, are traveling, so we're going to use Fried's Return Magic.

After sending me to the venue, they're going to hide in the clearance between the ceiling and the other side and escort me.

Fried and Cain. I don't care what you think, it's over-warfare, but I'm very grateful because it's comforting.

"Whoa!?"

Fried grabbed the root of Cain, who tried to go next to me.

"You're this way. Stay next to me."

"... No, I'm an escort. What are we going to do next to you?"

"You won't have to be next to Liddy until I'm there"

"I don't need to be next to you anymore, do I?

……

"Oh, I get it now!

Cain, stared at by Fried, raised his hands in the wind of surrender. That's how grown-up he was, and he also told me as he waited next to Fried.

"Princess. The princess's husband is in a lot of trouble."

"... yeah, because it's Freed"

"... so why does the princess seem happy? When you look at the princesses, the word Alec calls' stupid couple 'will stain you..."

……

I missed my eye.

Again, I'm going to weigh myself down, but apparently I can't get out of the stupid couple frame yet.... Ugh, hard.

Cain laughed as he figured out what to do.

"No, if the princess is good, I don't mind.... there you go, whenever you want."

"... ok"

To Cain's voice, Fried nods.

Freed activates the Return Magic. Soon the view switched and quickly moved to the immediate vicinity of the familiar mansion.

Fried tells me as he looks around.

"Liddy, I turned right at the corner ahead, but a separate residence for the Marquis of Rittenheim. It's the club venue tonight. There's nobody here right now, so go."

I nodded at Fried's words.

As I expected, tonight's nightclub venue is the same as where I used to be.

I remember it because it's where I went once, and I know the general flow.

"Okay.... I'm coming."

"Because we'll never take our eyes off Liddy. Don't move off the spot if anything happens. I'll be right there to help you."

"Yeah."

"Princess, don't push me too hard."

"I know."

I nodded at the two worried people and walked out. Turn as Fried said, and you can see the Mansion Gate. There was a burning fire at the gate, and four gatekeepers stood.

The gates are opened, and the men with the same masks as me enter all over. Occasionally, the gatekeepers are pushing me back to see if there was a mix of people who did not have a certificate of participation. The colorful butterfly mask, I guess, is an evil hobby after all, but it doesn't start when I say it, so I also got into a line of participants and arrived safely, at the nightclub venue.

The nightclub venue did not differ in dimensions from those remembered. The largest room on the ground floor of the separate mansion is open. Several groups of men and women danced with pleasure in its centre, but strongly realized that this was the masquerade for intercourse, centred on sensual dancing that stuck each other's bodies together. I see a leading man's hand touching a woman's hips nasty, and I feel bad.

- Nothing, I know it's not something I'd say anyway if I had your consent.

I can't keep up with the slutty atmosphere.

"Ugh..."

I felt bad early on when I came. But you can't go home. Decide to look for the person you want, depending on the wall side as much as possible to make it less noticeable.

"Not here..."

Because it was just the beginning, or there was no such thing as a man. Men and women are whispering and laughing at each other too close in the dim lighting. Many women had fans, hiding their mouths. He seems to be devising a lot so that he doesn't know who he is.

"I guess I should have brought it too..."

While I think so, no, I don't think it's necessary. Anyway, I have to get close to the man. If I hide it to my mouth, how do I get it to see me first?

Voice calling from the man's side is fundamental under Wilhelm's laws for men and women.

You can't just say, "Hey, let's talk about this for a second." If I had been to the masquerade for the first time, I wouldn't have known the laws of men and women, so I would have just wanted to speak up, but there's no way I could do the same now that I have proper knowledge.

There is also a saying to follow the town if you enter it. If there are rules and you know them, you have to follow them.

"Uh... but I still can't tame this air..."

The atmosphere characteristic of the decadent masquerade makes you uncomfortable. Occasionally, a man desperately turned away from him and glanced at him.

If you turn a blind eye, it signals no pulse. I thought it wouldn't be a busy thing to look at weirdly, and I looked for unpopular places to see if there was anywhere I could escape.

"... so here we are."

In the end what I got to my feet was the exact same food and beverage space where I could have a simple meal as last time.

'Cause there's really nobody here. I guess that means we can't just relax and eat here because we all want to find someone, but to me, it's like an oasis in the desert.

It was decided that it would be difficult to obtain the chocolate and baked confectionery that had been prepared.

"Uh... delicious"

As I thought last time, the Marquis Rittenheim's holding cook seems to be quite skilled. Even I, who usually eat at the royal castle, had a lot of amazingly delicious treats.

"This... won't stop. Um, but it's delicious."

Recently, I've only been making Japanese confectionery, or the occasional cakes and cookies are delicious and unpleasant.

Chiffon cake with plenty of raw cream had a fluffy, swingy texture, and the cookie texture was crisp and really my taste.

But today I'm not what I was last time. Last time, I was pitifully obsessed with sweets and completely forgot about the man I was after.

Not this time.

Never forget that I was fooled by my husband and that my friend is about to hang poison fangs.

While eating, only my gaze was constantly trying to peer into the dance hall.