When the night book began to descend, I was picked up in my room.
I get up off the couch, a little nervous, and look at the entrance.
The captain who came into the room turned this way and opened his eyes.
"Best wishes for today"
"Ah......"
Even if I say hello, the captain keeps staring at this one, and there are no words and so on.
I guess it's full of feeling worn in clothes.
I know it well myself, so I can't ask if the dress suits me.
The dress you're wearing is even more luxurious than usual.
Unlike the dress you wear at noon, the jewels are sewn on the other side of the dress, reflecting the lights and brilliant every time you move.
It's luxurious enough just to have a gem attached to it, but the fabric was also made of heavy objects.
The fabric looks golden with the addition or subtraction of light and contains a ground pattern with the same design as the embroidery of the robe.
In addition, the chest and elbow tips were covered in multiple laces and decorated with dark golden ribbons and flowers made of 3D embroidery.
All in all, it's definitely more glamorous than usual and I'm not sure it suits me.
The samurai say they look good, so it's painful to deny them.
But as a common man, I can't really feel confident.
Contrary, Mr. Commander was a boulder.
He looked very snug, even dressed for a ball, not his usual knight's clothes.
Justcol is tailored in glossy blue fabric, with an elaborate embroidery on the main body of gold along the collar, front and hem.
The vest inside is made of white fabric with colourful grasshoppers embroidered throughout.
It must be very gorgeous compared to knightly clothing but doesn't feel worn unlike me because of the original material and good growth.
I accidentally fell in love and wanted to compliment myself for being able to say hello.
"..., I'm sorry. It was so beautiful and in love."
"Huh?"
We didn't keep talking to each other, we were in a pageant, but it was the captain who cut the tantrum.
The words thrown down are so powerful that the next word doesn't come out.
Not many times, but how aggressive is it today when he said he complimented me every time I saw him in a dress?
I think the attacking power of the dressed captain is triple that of our company.
Even if you think that way in your brain, your embarrassment doesn't calm down and your cheeks get twitchy and hot.
So I talked about something and tried to delude myself, and it came out of my mouth.
"And Master Hawk..."
"Huh?"
"Ah! Eh! Anything!"
Calm down!
What are you trying to say!?
I noticed along the way and panicked greatly at the embarrassment of the uttered words.
However, he couldn't seem to delude himself, and the cheeks of the captain tint slightly.
What am I supposed to do with this air!?
We just couldn't talk to each other about anything again, and we heard a little cough.
"We're running out of time."
"Ah! I'm sorry!
The cough lord was apparently a clerk who came with the captain.
Ha ha, and the samurai who were around are smiling and looking at this one.
Oh, no!
Ma, I did it again......
To one day reproduce, hold your head in your heart.
As I wept, I apologized to the clerk with the subtle expression and turned to the ballroom.
Ball venues are held in a different hall than daytime presentations.
The door of the widest room in the royal palace is either proportional to the size of the room or large in the line of doors between sights.
I look up at the door as I line up behind the people lined up to enter the hall.
The entrance to the hall begins with those with low titles, and those with high titles enter at the end.
Of course, my order, which is [the Virgin], is the last, with the exception of His Majesty the King, the organizer.
As a result, most participants were already admitted when they arrived at the entrance.
When entering the hall, the clerk calls his name.
It seems to be something that informs the people in the hall who came.
I'll be at the ball as one of the invitees, but I'll definitely get your attention, won't I?
Imagining that many people's gaze gathers, I get nervous even though I don't like it.
"Are you nervous?
"That's it already"
I was worried about the captain telling me that the tension had made me stiff.
Affirming the inquiry, he is stroked to forgive the back of the hand that is spinning in the arms of the captain.
When I looked at the captain, a gentle smile caught my eye.
They seem to tell me I don't need to worry, I just lose a little shoulder strength.
Right.
Unlike the unveiling, this time the captain is next door.
Courageous by the warmth felt in his palms, he proceeded to his feet in front of the door.
"Dear Alberto Hawk, Hawk Borderline Bojia. Dear Sai Takanashi"
As he entered the hall at the same time as he was called by his name, he was identified and the gaze of the people in the venue turned to him.
As I learned in my lecture, I'm going to be smiling, but I'm worried I'm not attracted.
Concentrating on the throne that lay at the back of the hall, he removed those around him from consciousness and managed to survive the tension.
As the captain leads us, when we head near the throne, the people around us naturally avoid us.
[Virgin] Maybe power.
It's like Moses' sea crack.
As he advanced to the front of the throne as it became a distant sight, and stopped his legs, His Majesty the King came into the hall from the door by the throne before many.
And then the opening address begins.
The greeting also talks about the decrease of demons, the atmosphere of the venue is bright, but I am not the place to be.
Given this aftermath, the unraveled tension also swept back, and I can't afford it at all.
It ended in a short time for the Greetings of the Great, and when His Majesty raised his right hand, the orchestra that was waiting began to play.
Finally......
Proceed to the center of the hall with the escort of the commander.
When we got to the designated position, we took our hands off the captain's arm and turned to each other.
Respond to the captain's bow with a cartesey and start dancing.
Move your body to match the music, remembering the steps.
Even if your brain is in a rush, smile and look graceful.
Dancing desperately, the captain spoke to me.
"Say."
"Yes."
"Look at me?
Speaking of which, I had to take a good look at their faces.
Lifting his face, which was fixed to the front, the captain smiles sweetly.
I got a direct hit from my feverish gaze and the steps missed, but the captain followed me right away so I could get back on my feet.
I hope you don't attack me like that with a glass full of it.
"Excuse me, thank you"
"No, I'm sorry about this one. I had a hard smile on my face."
To thank you for the follow-up, the captain also apologized.
A convicted criminal?
If you accuse me with your gaze, I'll be apologized for "sorry" on top of it.
But what does it mean to smile while apologizing?
I know it's sometimes because I'm in the middle of a dance, but that sounds fun.
I don't feel like I'm being distracted rather than to relieve my nerves.
You can just peel this a little bit, right?
With such a reward, the dance plugged to the end.
Good, I think I can manage to dance.
"Sai. It was a pleasure dancing with you today. Thanks."
"Me too. Thank you."
I can call from the captain again when he tells me it's time to get done, whether it's communicated that I'm horrified or not.
I just responded with a smile and the dance was just over.
Finally, with the captain, when he bowed at Cartesy, applause arose from around him.