Arthur, who was taken by his father and laughing at the high ranking of the Order to be invited to this evening party, feels a strange feeling that part of the venue will be fluffy and bright.

The invitees seemed a little tired because of the sudden night club.

For sure, the dress was not in time to mislead a dress worn once by adding ornaments such as gotekote and ribbon, the lady wearing a poorly tailored dress, the lady who was obviously forced to wear a dress of different sizes, and the venue of the glamorous evening party were pregnant with heavy air based on the bloody efforts of the ladies and their frustrating feelings.

There was soft air in just one place.

There were ladies close to her sister, Marion.

A dress arrived from the Stewart family via the Rothschild Chamber of Commerce to her sister, who insisted on wearing knighthood.

The dress fitted my sister perfectly better than the dress that took the tailor hours to measure and make.

When my handsome sister wore the dress, she became a polite lady.

And now I have friends around my sister who are about the same size and decorated with dresses that suit each other.

In the middle, Miss Emma of the Stewart family, wearing a clean white dress, spreads that soft smile without hesitation.

It's harder to say that it doesn't stand out.

The difference between a lady who was full of creativity and tingling in a battlefield night club without being able to prepare a lot of equipment and a lady who was wearing a tailored dress with an individual personality and style that was different from the usual fashion design, while creating a soft atmosphere, was clear.

Who can stop all eyes of the venue from gathering there?

Even if there was a Count Stewart who stared at and intimidated Miss Emma from one end of her breath to give her a hot gaze.

If this were the battlefield, we would have won or lost already.

You said the night party hasn't started yet.

"Emma!

And the cream color of the item that jumps in.

For a moment, everyone's breath stopped.

The invitees at the venue mimic the smiling Stewart family as they rush to thank their subordinates.

It was Princess Rose Alicia Royal.

It was rumored that Rose-sama's dress had changed since about a year ago, and I had seen it at night clubs several times, but I had never seen it so close.

Smooth cream-coloured dress with stunning embroidery in light grey.

Her shoulders, chest, feet, and skin that she had spared until last year were hidden, and the jewels that seemed to weigh heavily were only pearls decorated in her ears.

This dress is plain to say.

Accessories that are too simple anyway.

And yet, why is it so beautiful?

To embrace a schoolmate's mother, it's a bit of a strange, intense sexual vibe.

The fabric of the dress is not a flashy color even though it doesn't release any skin at all.

Even if you hide it, it stands out from the crowd. It stands out more because it's hidden, exploding milk...

Was this one... so beautiful?

Not only Arthur, but also a few invitees recognised Rose's beauty.

"Rocchan's dress suits me too well! You're too beautiful to look at anytime!

After thanking her, Emma whispered so that only Rose could hear her, even though it was a tame mouth ok, rather than being in the official place.

"Well! Thank you. Emma's so cute!

Rose hugged Emma.

Because of the height difference, Emma's cheeks are pressed against Rose's full chest with a happy elasticity. Blessed. I got boobs.

The cuddle between the princess with the beauty of the dish and the blast milk and the innocent and clammy countess has also given birth to a concept that did not exist in this world of irresistible destructive power and lily lovers in any glittering night club venue.

"What a beautiful sight..."

"Goddess and angel starring together....."

"Why? I want to see it forever."

"No, I want to watch..."

"No, I want to guess!

"What's it like to be mixed with this mozo, thrill and cum?

"Master Rose... it seems I've been misunderstanding him all along"

"Beautiful, noble."

"I can't believe that delicate Emma was so close to Lady Rose...."

"Master Rose... he's definitely a good person. Definitely."

"Emma's smile... Rose, you're definitely a good person."

They didn't know that the favoritism of Rose, who had been at the bottom of the earth until a year ago and had recently gradually recovered, had risen like a rage with just one embrace with Emma.

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"Hey... William... this isn't the night club yet..."

"Is onee-sama... a disease that attracts everyone's attention at night?

Georg and William compare the reaction of the two people they embrace with their familiar expressions. If you're sick... you can't help but sigh like you gave up.

"Come on, Emma, let's go. I'm here to pick you up!

Rose grabbed Emma's hand with joy and urged her towards the front of the venue.

"What? Huh? Rocchan?"

Look, Georg, William, Count Stewart.

Suddenly on top of your head? Rose is about to take Mark's stewards to a higher stage.

"Miss Rose? What the hell is this?

If the concubine asks me to come, I have to obey, but I see Rose asking Leonardo to explain.

"Don't be shy, because the Stewarts aren't the stars at the party today."

"" "..."... what???

An unexplained word pops out of Rose's mouth.

"? Your Majesty was delighted to finally get the Stewart family to talk about the prize last week.

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"... ah!

Speaking of which... he looks like Georg remembered something, covered his mouth with his palm.

When the King came to the Stewarts' house on Georg's head, he stubbornly talked about rewards, which made him smelly, and the memory of Emma saying something appropriate later ~ was revived.

Of course, I just remembered, so I didn't say anything to Emma.

"... oniisama...?

I am not a king to wait for a reply from Emma.

At this evening's party, we have invited three brothers and friends in the school, mainly the big nobles with more titles than the Count.

This is an inescapable siege for rewards.

Ninja, mother's empire business trip, dress, rear filling, I completely forgot... no matter what I think, I can't escape.

"Emma... no... a reward from His Majesty... do something about it."

I know it's rude, but the former common-law Tanaka don't want any more titles... no, I can't stand it.

There is no more territorial expansion... taste.

The money... is already earned enough, so even if you give it to me, it will only trouble your relationship with other nobles.

"... what?... oniisama...? What is it?"

I can't believe this is the night club of the nobility of the royal castle where I answered appropriately...

Driftstone, Your Majesty. I want House Stewart to be rewarded.

And yet... the only cards the Stewart family can use are the insane Emma.

"Hey? Oniisama? A reward? Huh?"

Emma walks up the stairs to the stage with her hand pulled by Rose.

Something is wrong with Georg.

Always.

We'll find out later.

Ho Ren Sao is important.