Arnold hung his elbow on a cushion sandwiched between Leeche and Arnold.
The weight seems to be almost there, and it's not too heavy for Leechee.
However, I felt a definite weight on my left shoulder.
Not only the distance between the bodies, but also emotions and minds felt close, and Leechee felt her cheeks burning.
This is in the theater. Ask quietly, keeping it as low as possible so as not to speak too loudly.
"Ah, that, my lord...?"
"... what is it?"
Arnold's voice is not that different from usual.
There is such an atmosphere as if this situation is natural and there is no foolishness in the situation.
Still, I was somewhat burned out.
Leechee gazes at Arnold and asks.
"Maybe... you're also... naughty?"
……
Asked, Arnold looked up at us with his gaze alone.
This is the first time that Arnold has been attracted to Leechee, as she is usually on her side. The beautiful eyes of the sea are staring at me, and somehow my heart is jumping.
"I'm not sleepy."
('Do you want to be sleepy'...?)
Without even knowing that Leechee was upset, Arnold said clearly.
You're going to answer my question, aren't you?
(That's right, but why in this position!!)
I thought so, but I didn't have the courage to go in directly.
I'm sure Arnold knows that Leechee is surprised and her cheeks are red.
However, after observing Leechee like that, he seemed a little satisfied.
However, I will not let you leave here, but I will once again turn my gaze to the brochure.
"What is opera in the first place?"
"Oh, that's..."
Arnold's spinning voice snapped at Leechee's ear.
Because it is a theater with good acoustics, I feel that the beating of the left chest is getting faster and faster at the sound that sounds bass than usual.
However, I would like to respond sincerely to your questions.
"Normal theatre is only expressed by plays..." When it comes to opera, the songs fit into the way it is expressed. ”
Hmmm.
Arnold, who had been hit by a hammer, felt the sound of his hair rubbing against his face. I once again felt the proximity of this distance thanks to the temperature transmitted over my shoulder.
Arnold takes off the black gloves on his right hand.
Somewhere the lazy technique strangely turned into a painting, so I took a breath. With this, a large exposed hand was stretched to Leeche's lap.
Arnold slowly rolls the pages of the brochure on it.
Is your upcoming show your favorite?
"Oh, that's right... this troupe doesn't announce the show in advance. I don't know what kind of story you're going to play until I get started, but I'm looking forward to it."
Dietrich, a former fiancée, recalls that he initially expressed his dissatisfaction with it.
That memory passed and Arnold looked up at us again, almost simultaneously, for some reason.
"What did you see before?"
I wonder if the reason for asking such a question is to help us anticipate tonight's performance.
Leechee replied, looking down at Arnold as she took a deep breath to calm her agitation.
“In a world where magic exists, marriage is the theme.”
Huh?
"The princess is making a political marriage, but the story of the kissing of the vows that takes place during the wedding......"
After explaining that, Leechee squeezed her mouth.
It was Arnold's blue eyes that were staring.
Eyelashes that border both eyes are long, and shadows are falling on the white lanterns under the candlelight swaying on the special seats. Even in this light, the blue eyes were like jewels.
Without distracting her eyes, Leeche thought of something.
(Marriage, rituals...?)
Leechee is to marry Arnold in less than a month.
Of course I know that, and I move around every day to prepare for it. The rough course of the day was not so different from that of Leeche's homeland.
That is why, for the time being, we have kept our eyes peeled and given priority to the movement that will lead to Arnold's war effort.
But at this moment, Leeche once again thought about it.
(...... kissing is a marriage ritual......)
Wasn't it the same for Leechee and Arnold?
――――――……
"...... Leeche?"
Arnold looked at Leechee tightly.
(...... The marriage ceremony is a ceremony in which you swear a marriage before the goddess and become a husband and wife....... I swore a pledge at the temple in the castle, and then......)
There, we will exchange kisses.
Recognize the fact once again and blink.
-And a vow of kiss? With His Highness Arnold? In front of the crowd?)
"... hey, what's up?"
Arnold woke up and peered into Leechee's face.
I was relieved of my shoulder weight, but it didn't change how close I was. On top of that, our faces are close to each other, so I remember about two months ago.
In the chapel called by Theodor, Riesche exchanged words with Arnold.
And it came to pass, that Arnold's fingers seized him, and he kissed him.
"Aaaaaaaaaaa..."
At that moment, I felt that even my burning face suddenly became hot.
Leechee is trying not to think about what happened.
It's obvious that Arnold had something in mind, and yet he's flirting with us, so he's fooling himself.
"What? No way, even if it's hot..."
"So, Your Highness...!"
Arnold reached out to touch Leechee's arm.
Leechee grabbed his wrist in a hurry, putting his hand on her dress lap and gulping it down with both hands to trap her.
It doesn't change that you end up touching each other, but it's much more heart-friendly to do this from yourself than to be touched by Arnold.
"It's okay... there's no problem..."
……
But when it comes to Arnold, he's got a complicated face and a frown on his eyebrows.
Arnold was a swordsman, so he would hate to have his hands crippled. I'm sorry to make you feel uncomfortable, but I want to avoid touching Arnold right now.
I was so close, I remembered the kiss again, and I was confident that I was going to cry.
There, the opening bell rang. Leechee desperately took care of herself and acted as if nothing had happened.
"Ah...! Haha, here we go...!"
……
The theater attendant wipes out the candles that were lit all over the seats.
Inversely proportional to the darkness of the area, the seating becomes very noisy. It must be due to the exhilaration just before the curtain went up.
After placing a beat, the theatre was silent, as if it showed a match.
However, the usual exciting silence is inconvenient for Leechee right now.
(...... Your Highness can hear the sound of your heart...!!)
Even though it was before the theater, it was a truism not to be able to concentrate on the stage.
I want to hear Arnold's expression, but I don't have the courage to see him. While your thoughts are circling, the red net starts to rise.
(--a)
A woman stood on a stage lit by a chandelier.
Because this is a fourth-floor seat, you can't see its face clearly without using the opera glass.
Still, beauty comes from the fact that she looks like a blossoming flower.
Her long, saggy hair is close to crimson, and her dress is bright red. As she stepped forward from the stage, she stretched her hand toward the passenger seat with a demonic gesture.
However, at that moment, Leeche felt uncomfortable.
"...... Your Highness Arnold"
Yeah.
Arnold, who was next door, must have felt the same thing. Leechee watches her as she shakes off the agitation.
(Something seems to be wrong...)
It was when Leechee took the opera glass and tried to find out about the anomaly.
The singing princess Sylvia fell onto the stage.