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

For some reason Shirley, reflecting, is squeezing his fist small. Is it because you have eyes that are somewhat full of determination?

"I don't know, Chris, 'cause you'd be confident Leo would look dressed, wouldn't you?

My mother smiled at me so much that I nodded happily and so hard.

Mother, Shirley, thank you............!

The week after that went by very, very hastily.

Absolutely, you can't let Mr. Leo shame you for escorting me. Manners and dances were thoroughly reviewed, and furthermore skincare and hair care are carried out with more care than usual under the supervision of Mother and Shirley. I've never had enough sleep to tone my skin.

And I found a little time to screw up the embroidery. Embroidered handkerchief for Leo as a thank you for the dress. I have a needle, a needle, a stab with my thoughts.

'Cause I can't even see Mr. Leo.

The closer Mr. Leo got to the Red Moon Festival, the busier he got, though natural, and no longer could even be seen in school.

I can't even visit the classroom, and I don't even see him in the dining room, enough to worry that Mr. Leo is eating. If the school year is the same at the very least, we'll meet by chance, but it's really not free. Until now, I wonder if Leo has created a subtle opportunity for me.

Yeah, I want to see you and say thank you for the dress.

Just for a moment, I want to talk to you.

Is your body okay, or at least just look at your face?

Master Gracelia of the Pledge of Request was flying around with the aid of the Red Moon Festival, of course not as much as Mr. Leo or His Highness, and I couldn't say that very much. Even two months before the Red Moon Festival, he looked exhausted already, but I don't know how much he's torturing his body right now.

Worried and worried.

I embroidered the idea of recruiting.

Although I'm not good at embroidery per se, it's one of the few things I can do for Mr. Leo right now.

Please, I hope Leo feels better even if he does.