Outaishihi ni Nante Naritakunai!!

"Huh! I'm here! Absolutely that guy!

About an hour after the night club started, the man came when he almost gave up wondering if he wasn't coming anymore. Soon I realize he's the man who cheated on Fried.

I rushed to put down the plate I had and I rushed to the dance hall.

……

Observe the target still.

The man who showed up wore black nightclub clothes and a gold mask.

Tall, blue eyes, black hair.

The man, who looked neat and presumed to be a beauty beauty bearer even over the mask, was so similar to Fried and atmosphere that if he didn't know the real deal, he wouldn't make him suspicious even if he named him 'Apollo' - but, let me tell you from me, it was completely different.

- Whatever, you know, it's not Freed!

First of all, the hairstyle is different. Unlike Fried's soft hair, the man's hair is straight. Besides, standing and behaving like Fried was completely different.

Fried is a special person with such an atmosphere that nature and his eyes chase him just because he's there, but he didn't have such an aura when he just showed up. Don't catch your eye for a second, but your presence is completely different.

And then there's physique. I know you're working out, but you're not as shoulder-width as Fried. The finely matched husband is in shape that can be seen working out even in his clothes, but this man felt merely skinny. I'm not saying I'm not working out, but it's not like Fried. Either that or it feels close to Cain.

The eyes you can see over the mask were blue, but not like the beautiful blue that makes your chest like Fried squirm. There was such an atmosphere as a crop somewhere, and I couldn't observe it too clearly because of the diagonal flushing of my forehead.

- You know, it's not fake who saw it.

Sure, if you do give up a hundred steps, maybe it's similar.

Eye color and hair color are the same, not as good as Fried's, but they are also elegant. Tall, and the gentle grin that is floating, is what Fried is likely to float.

Most importantly, half my face is hidden in a mask, so I can delude as much as I can if I even fix the atmosphere.

I know you're dropping by Freed, and maybe you can fool me indoors in the dark.

Maybe everyone can't help but think the missing players are back, but it wasn't something they could forgive if they tried from me who knows the real thing.

- Who?

Seriously observe. The man was looking at the woman in the dance hall to be found. I wonder if there are any women who are promising today? Then it would be convenient for this one.

……

Again, in the distance, I don't know who's disguised. When I was wondering if I needed to get a little closer, I stumbled into perfect contact with the guy.

"Ah..."

I couldn't help but notice. If I deviate here, I think he has no pulse, and he won't come close. That way, we don't know who he is. Then you don't know what I'm here for.

- Yes! Stay!

You can talk, make him smile with a smile.

The man smiled happily at me after closing his eyes.

- All right! Hang on!

Though I would have liked to have a gutsy pose if I felt like it. Play the smartest young lady you can. Didn't you wear a pretty cat when you first met Fried at the masquerade? Remember and reproduce it.

"Evening."

"Yeah, good evening"

Even as I greeted him, I observed the man carefully.

The year - looks as good as Fried. Blue eyes, but nearby, I could well see that the shade was different from that of Fried's. His voice is higher than his, and if you look at him, the difference with Fried is obvious.

"Can I talk to you for a second?

"Of course, sir."

Tilt your little neck and smile as cute as possible. The man grinned and opened his mouth "So long". I nod my tongue with perlory as I wet my lips. Many women may think these tricks are colorful, but I just found them offensive.

A man lines up his beauties against me.

"I've never seen you before, but you're very beautiful. Purple eyes are like gems. Is this your first masquerade? If I knew there was someone as beautiful as you, I would have come first today. Thank goodness you haven't heard from another man yet."

- Hmm?

Just for a moment, but I felt uncomfortable. Not realizing me tilted my neck, the man goes on to praise me even more.

……

Praising this other woman, is a formal procedure that has taken over the laws of men and women, but I'm almost frowned upon by the praise that I've only seen above.

I guess I just have to praise the outside because I don't know the inside out, but I honestly couldn't be happy.

- If this was what Fried had told me, I would have been happy.

Fried always only tells me the real word. That's what I like so much about it - and I shouldn't. Now, we need to find out who this man is.

……

Ignore Bella Bella and the man who praises me and observe the various places.

First, check out the blackie in a prominent place. Does anyone match their physical characteristics? Blue-eyed person washout. Consider your height and age, too, in the light of my list of known, Wilhelm aristocratic men.

This fiscal year, I thought there was no gap in my latest picture, but the results were astonishing.

- What!? Shh. Not applicable?

Now in front of him, he did not match anyone in the aristocracy I knew.

I mean, he's not a nobleman, or a nobleman outside the Wilhelm country...

"... princess?

"Ah... I'm sorry. Your words were so comforting and annoying."

Too late for my thoughts, I didn't realize that he in front of me, at some point, had stopped talking.

I decided I was in love with you, and I smiled.

A man looks at me with an eye for what it's like.

"... my lady. Um, if you don't mind, why don't you and I talk?

"Yeah, definitely."

While I was answering, I wanted a little more information.

Originally, I planned to grab the identity of the man at this stage and retreat. But I still have no idea who he is. I can't leave in this state.

- If it's just talk.

I would never have taken it if I had been invited to my bedroom, but the man has wanted only conversation about whether the area is sharp or not. Then there is no reason to say no.

Rather, I want information, so long live.

He didn't get out of the dance hall, but moves to a lesser number of people.

Really, it's sharp on people's occasions. Seems like you're guessing that I don't want to be alone in the real sense.

……

I look up at the man standing next to me. Not as good as Fried, but quite tall, he was still being sent autumn waves by other women, whether they were popular or not.

I regret that I was supposed to be invited.

Such a gaze is sent to me, too, and I laugh unwittingly.

"... what's up?

"No. I was just wondering if you'd be glad to invite me."

"What do you mean?

I glanced over my shoulder at the man asking strangely.

"Because it seems like a lot of women are staring at you with a hot eye"

"... Today, I wanted to talk to you. Couldn't you?

"No. It would be an honor.... I didn't expect anyone in the middle of a rumor to speak up."

"Rumors?"

"Yeah. Rumor has it that he's back when he was gone about six months ago."

I just said it.

Will he say he is the same person as he was six months ago? That's what I wanted to know.

If not, it would mean that the surroundings just misunderstood on their own. Then I won't have to be more eye-catching than I need to be either...

"Yeah, I've been a little busy. For about six months, I couldn't show my face. But not so much? Was it rumored?

"Very."

- It's out.