Senpensekai no Madoushoshi

The song of blessings ended, and after a moment of silence, the diocese was wrapped in an applause that never broke.

Both me and Mr. Rose clap their hands together in gratitude to the Sisters for singing an unplanned song.

"There's only a church sister here on the boulder, and you're good. You think we can stick together with the fairies?"

Laplice, who at some point had moved onto Saluena's shoulder, applauds rarely.

"Speaking of which, I hear fairies sing well, but I've never seen them sing."

"Well, it's just empty to sing alone. You can sing whenever your sister wants, right?

Saluena is taking out a small peach wrap, pinching something and carrying it to Laplice's mouth.

I don't know because it's dim, but maybe that's a Saluena handmade treat. So quickly Laplice is receiving the price of betrayal.

"Hey, what's an elf wedding like?

Listening to the conversation between Lapris and Saluena soaking in the emotional aftermath, I now heard voices from behind.

Looking back, Carol was looking up at Toslin. Warwolf with an armored elf knight and a dress together.

If anyone who knows nothing sees them, they will paint in their heads the relationship between the princess and the knight that comes out of the picture story.

"The first guy you're gonna marry is gonna have a bow with each other, right?

"Yeah."

"and place apples over each other's heads"

"Yeah?"

"And we let each other go arrows, and when we shoot through the brilliant apples, we get married. Disqualified if removed or escaped"

"It's a lie, isn't it?

"Well."

"Ugh, Atashi is seriously asking!!

But the truth is, you two are fighting and fighting. Still, we're together all the time, so it seems that the frequency and friendliness of fights are not necessarily in conflict.

"Even if they say so. I've never seen an elf wedding, either. No one I knew got married while I was in the country."

"Oh... that's what happens to elves."

Toslin and Carol are clapping and talking to each other face-to-face. Because of the height difference of more than thirty centimeters, Carol is claw-forward every time she talks. How adorable that is.

"... ah..."

When I was smiling as I looked back, I accidentally attached a finger to my jaw (chin).

That finger had no force, but I glanced back at it like it was bounced.

To Mr. Rosé, Lord of Fingers.

"Excuse me. What did I find..."

I apologized. Because if they were looking at someone other than themselves at a wedding, they wouldn't like it. At least, I would never like it. I want you to just look at yourself for whatever it is. Even if it was a pleasure.

"No......"

But Mr. Rosé didn't have an angry, windy look, but rather came as Nico.

Is that it? Then why? When I thought, with the hand I was stroking my jaw, I indicated Marie.

"Master Marie Arrone is here for you, isn't he?

"Ha..."

Although I'm a little sorry that Mr. Rosé's tone is back to normal, and no, I turned to Marie-sama to make sure I jumped freakishly.

Objectively, I think I look like some kind of little animal right now. There is no calm at all.

"Dear Marie, thank you for listening to my selfishness. It was a very nice song."

When I bow to Pecori, Master Marie swings her neck to the side.

"No. Pfft, I was happy to see something good unexpectedly too"

Marie has one hand on her cheek and looks at me and Rosé.

"Ugh..."

Good stuff...... is probably me and Mr. Rose's earlier array for sure.

Confession in front of the altar and in the watchful eye of all.

Oh, I don't know... my face is getting hot again.

I put my hand on my cheek and looked up at Mr. Rosé, trying to steal a cold look at his face with a fever.

……

Then Mr. Rosé leaned down again, too. He looked at this one as flickering, as I did, dyeing his cheeks blushing red.

I wonder if the Zhu (ah) on that cheek is not only due to the coolness of the air in the church.

Like me, I left it to the momentum I had earlier...... I guess it reminds me of an embarrassing and mysterious experience and is turning red.

Even if it seems over-conscious, I want to be so self-absorbed right now.

With that in mind, my eyes met those of Mr. Rosé and I.

Rosé let her gaze wander for a little while before holding my hand.

"... Shh, a little too much floating. Wasn't that offensive?

"... What, no... Don't do that at all. Shh! Don't!

Compared to my hand, Mr. Rose's hand is...... hot. Thinking I'm cold, did you give me a hand?

"Rather... I could see Rosé differently, and it was good..."

"Oh, really..."

Or just... hands with me?

(Warm......)

When I hold my hand back and I fall in love with Mr. Rose......

"After this, I wonder what it would be like to have a solletta-style wedding."

Master Marie was in such a good mood. I switched my dreamy head and hurried to hand in my memory.

"Eh, we all dance at the end of the ceremony. Outside the church, drinking and eating until morning. Some of you are more like the real deal."

"Well, dancing? That sounds funny!! It's been a long time since I've had a dance party with Hall and Square."

Dear Marie, He seems to act in the name of the Archbishop, despite his important position as archbishop.

"Odori (> *)"

Stay? (> *):

Mippo and Moppo reacted immediately to me and Master Marie's words.

Already their hands are on their hips and their feet are taking light steps.

"Here, be quiet."

Oh, my God, Mr. Rhinesflair can play sisters, but she's kind of a nod, too.

Chill out, chill out, watch out for the sisters. He looks at this one with the two of them and says he's soaked up and danced.

These kids really like to dance...... what do you think......

"Hey, Iris. The ring's glowing, isn't it?

I heard Carol from behind.

"Huh?"

If you point it out and take a look, the ring that did fit in my middle finger in my right hand was emitting a golden light.

"Oh, really..."

"Odoro, Odoro"

Everybody get out of here.

Needless to say, that's the ring where the dancing Gnome sisters lived.

"That is what Illua says when he tells those present here that he is rightly the owner of the power of the goddess."

I can't believe I used the power the goddess gave me for myself, when I was in a duel with Griddiz, I thought so.

But now, the ring itself shines, Mippo and Moppo, and Mr. Linesflare want it too.

If you believe Saluena's words, so does the goddess.

"Dance, is it? If you let me dance with Mr. Iris... it'll be fun."

Besides, if even Mr. Rosé turns his anticipation to me... there's no room to get lost anymore.

If it's because of you, have a good time this evening.

"Okay, well..."

I put my right hand close to my mouth and kissed the ring that fitted my middle finger.

Then, at that moment, the light so intense that it brought the entire diocese back to midday flooded out of the ring and turned into a book of magic guides.

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That dreamy night ran away early, like a dream.

"Ugh... I ate too much"

Now that the night is starting to whiten, I think it's probably about four or five.

It's too early for morning and too late for night. Such a half-hour period.

I was alone (...) and (...) trying to get stuck on the church balcony.

"I still hear voices..."

This place where I stand now is on the top floor of the church, a balcony leading from the VIP (Kihin) room.

This is a place where you won't be able to visit in Sorletta Ritta, where tables and chairs are set up for multiple people who might even be able to eat authentically, as well as plants for viewing.

Below you can see the streets of Auschnell, and the pale roof tiles are now dyed black.

And if you drop your gaze further down, there's a square that connects with the church entrance. This is where we boarded the carriage. I was in the square just now, in that wide, wide, street whose name indicates.

I was there and danced to the music and got the endless dishes you prepared. And when I get enough rest, I dance again.

Danced with Mr. Rosé and Saluena, Toslin and Carroll, and the Knights of Marie and Goddess, turning their eyes.

Even now, I guess the Toslins are somewhere in that square, drinking alcohol they don't usually drink, making a scene.

Carol said, "You don't know if I get hungover again, do you?" Or something like that, "Toslin said back," It's okay, "but I don't think that's a good idea.

Today and tomorrow, Carol will be neat and intervening. Why, because Carol takes good care of herself.

Saluena seemed to have a conversation bouncing with Ritzereich, who jumped in from the way in to join her. I was in between and listened to them for a while too, but I was a little too professional to understand the story.

It was like when Sarah was giving me cooking instruction.

Your sister isn't sure if they say jargon, Sarah...... I'm sorry I'm a bad student.

Given that, Sarah would have enjoyed herself when she was teaching Saruena to cook with an uplifting and fast understanding.

That's why I spend most of the night......

"Mr. Iries. He said he had a hot water schedule."

"Ah, yes. Thank you for taking the time to tell me, Mr. Rosé."

... I spent time with this guy.

Mr. Rosé, who became the Holy Knight and was surrounded by Lady Lancerva and the Knights of the Goddess and other cleric warriors, had an enviable eye.

Next to it I sat down and watched the side of this man talking embarrassingly.

"Well, shall we go?"

"Ha!"

Mr. Rosé offers me his hand and I shake it for granted.

Today's appointment is just to take a bath...... sleep.

And then there's nothing.

I dazzle as much as I like, as much as I like... I'm beside this guy.