"Tea party...?

Sasha tilting her neck with Kyoton. I said with a handsome Mr. Callis smile while thinking that look was cute.

"They say it's a small tea party hosted by His Majesty the King. Me, Laurier, and Sasha."

"Is Your Majesty the Tea Party... that's kind of surprising"

"Well, I think so too... but perhaps the Queen or Serena told me something."

His Majesty the King is a pretty busy man, but I guess that would have a lot of purpose if such a person were to have a tea party... yeah, already. You have a strong feeling that you don't like it. I told Sasha that the Queen or Serena might be the founder, but we should assume that there is some purpose in calling us.

For example, give Laurier's fiancée a prince... or something.

No, but if I don't like Laurier, I say no. I'm sure he's the one who was attacked before that he was a prince close to his age... but he sure doesn't seem like a bad kid, but if he's going to be an obstacle to Laurie in the future, I'll see him as my enemy.

Well, I may be worried because I haven't decided that's still the story, or that he's going to be a scum prince in the future, but...

"So, I thought I'd ask Sasha what she'd do."

"How do you say...?

"Whether or not I'm going to this tea party. If you're not feeling well or well, don't hesitate to say no."

"Huh? So, but... it's an invitation from His Majesty, isn't it?

"But I'm worried about Sasha. I might not be able to do it."

After I said that, I put my hand on Sasha's cheek and told Sasha I was surprised.

"Because if my pretty wife does it again and falls, I won't be able to forgive myself for life. I want people I love to smile all the time."

"So, sir...!? Oh, you know... you know..."

Reddish your face, Sasha. You're so cute! What, now you're not having kids or anything! Shit, shut up, you wolf in me... I know it's the limit because I haven't done any of those hand deeds lately... but it's light skinned and patient until a child is born and a paragraph goes by.

Even if it strikes Sasha, we have to think about the timing. My pride won't allow me to hold Sasha with my unsolicited desires.

But she's too cute... I really like Sasha too much.

Sasha was cute for a while, but she calmed down a little and said it with a red face.

"Wow, I'll be there too"

"Are you sure you're okay?

"Yes. Besides... the queen will attend the tea party, right?

"Sounds like it."

"Then, uh... she wants to report me and her husband to the Queen."

The second half became blurry and fine, but it sounded solid to me. Sure, the queen and Sasha seem like friends, and I know it's been a while since I've seen you... but if you're not proud of me, this is meant to show off your love affair with me, right?

You're too cute! Shit... too cute!

In the end, I loved Sasha to the point where I couldn't afford it for a while afterwards... I wouldn't have a choice. Yeah. 'Cause my wife is cute.