Shinario-dōri ni Taijō Shita no ni, Imasara Nan no Goyōdesu ka?

Talking to Rufez like that, he returned to the mansion and returned to his room.

"Dear Christiane, have you been trained in witchcraft?

Shirley, a maid of honor with a room, stares at my whole body with a strange face.

"No, I told Mr. Selva about it and asked him to postpone his magic training for a while."

"But… there is a lot of magic in your body."

"Well, do you see it?

I was totally surprised. The only reason I can visually capture magic is because Selva said that some people with enough magic to activate magic need an even more sense of "seeing".

"Yes, I know a little bit about magic"

How competent.

I didn't know, because Shirley is usually a really normal, quiet-eyed samurai. She is a small woman with light golden hair tightly clamped, and her job is fast and accurate. The ideal samurai is her, where there is no fine dust, such as polite and crude.

It's been the last three weeks or so that that impression has changed slightly.

That was the first day I learned the form of escort from Mark. When I found free time in my room, Shirley offered me this in the first place, practicing not to forget the mold.

"Dear Cristiane, um... shall I give you someone to practice with?

Shirley called out to me, perhaps looking at me moving my body silently by myself.

"It's okay, it's the same as the dance steps and you can train your mould."

"But isn't it closer to practice to have someone else? I know a little bit about martial arts, even if it looks like this."

I was very surprised. I can't believe this little, luxurious woman has some martial arts mind.

But if that's the case, there's no reason to say no. Something that is definitely better decided if you can do something like a pair of hands than just practice moulding.

If you actually deal with him, he will certainly be very handsome, and even if the trunk is solid and this attack is carried out, he will be stunned in a streamlined motion.

It was a feminine and supple move of a different type than Mr. Mark's.

I can't believe I was surprised at that, but I also know how to do magic... Who the hell is Shirley?

Maybe that feeling was on my face. Shirley smiled slightly bitterly.

"My escort, Master Cristiane, is also in the field of business. It's always my biggest concern to see if your body has changed."

"Well, you did"

I'm afraid of your father's surroundings. At the same time I was thankful, I was just a little frightened. I can't believe you were an escort to the samurai.

"So, what's the magic around your body?"