Transition to Another World, Landmines Included

For almost two whole days from the next day, Hulka and I were supposed to go through something called packing education.

With Master Ilias, under Mr. Arlyn's guidance, that or this is your manoeuvre regarding aristocratic dating.

... Yeah, it's a pain in the ass.

You should use respectful language for older people. It's a little hard for me when I was in high school.

But, like I've said many times, there's a girl under ten working hard in front of me.

In a way, it's the most pressure.

And what I'm not used to is that Hulka should be the same, but once they say it, it's the Hulka quality that ripens exactly.

Well, that's it.

Class before I left, I was just in the mood for a class tour, and Harka, who was even taking notes and studying to be serious, that would be the guy with the difference in mindset.

Now, with me struggling like that on my ass, Toya and the rest of the party members normally enjoyed the holidays.

The Natsukis, who didn't come out of bed until a little late on the first day, also got up the next day at the usual time, left us and rolled out to the morning market, and they had some delicious food somewhere for lunch.

By contrast, our day is a little simpler than Mr. Ketra brought us.

It tastes a little less like the otalka I ate the other day, but I can't even complain if Elias is eating the same thing.

I just believe in the nuts' phrase, 'I've bought all sorts of ingredients, so stay tuned'.

When I get home, I'm sure they'll feed me curry. I'm sure.

I believe you, Natsuki and Yuki.

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For the first time in almost a year, 'I Can Make You Study' was over and I was finally getting my wedding real.

I was serious about studying magic, because that had the urgency of 'if you can't, you could die' or the realistic purpose of being necessary for tomorrow's semblance.

On the other hand, I feel that this study was a little inefficient to learn, but Arlyn managed to get to the point, so I'm sure I can get through it... I hope?

The courtesy clothes I had made at the express were delivered properly last night.

I felt like I tried it on, it was more comfortable than I thought, and Ketra, who helped me put it on, told me, 'It looks good on you,' so it's probably not bad.

By the way, I haven't seen Hulka's dress yet...... what did you do?

Honestly, I'm a little excited.

"Nao, are you ready?

I finished getting dressed early and as I sat on the couch waiting, Hulka walked out the other side of the compartment.

"Ooh..."

The material will probably be silk.

Thin blue, glossy fabric.

I'm not sure because I'm not familiar with it, but the shape I first imagine when I hear about the dress - I asked Hulka later, it seems to be the A-line type - so my waist is wrapped with the same decorative cloth as mine, and my skirt extends to about my ankle.

Near its hem, it is finely embroidered to the extent that it is not flashy, and the shade visible by the addition or subtraction of light is a simple dress accent.

There was no shoulder exposure, three-quarter sleeves on the sleeves and a V-neck on the neck, where the necklace seemed high glowed.

"What about that necklace?

"Oh, this? I borrowed it. 'Cause it just means no accessories."

"Sure, do you miss having nothing on your neck? Looks like it's been embroidered, but that was a good time..."

"It's just impossible to sew a dress from scratch in two days. Basically, it feels like stitching together parts that are made. You don't really need to adjust the hem of your skirt either, do you?

Whereas the upper body needs fine adjustment to fit the shape, the skirt area does not require that much fine adjustment.

For this reason, it seems that pre-embroidered parts are secured in case you need a dress in a big hurry, etc.

Of course, if it's really a luxury dress, they do the embroidery with proper tailoring, but it's just impossible to do that in a short time.

"So, what do you say? Anything to say?

"Ah, oh. Yeah, it suits you. It's beautiful, isn't it?

I manage to say unfamiliar praises to Hulka, who says so with his chest stretched.

- No, I'm so ashamed to say it's beautiful to someone I'm familiar with.

"Oh, yeah? Oh, thanks..."

I dyed my cheeks as confused and distracted myself from my gaze, not just because I 'look good' but because I even said 'beautiful' or because Halka's got embarrassed too.

But in fact, Hulka's dress was beautiful.

I have to say that today I loosen up the long blonde I usually tie or knit, and the way I stand slurrily wrapped around my dress is beautiful, even if I lay my eyes or something like that aside.

That's the elf.

As much as I want to photograph it and put it on my forehead and decorate it.

You're just embarrassed by my gaze like that, Hulka keeps her face turned away, off the record.

"Ho, there was actually talk of changing the color of the dress to match the decorative cloth, but I just didn't have time, and it's pretty close to white blue, so it's not that weird, is it?

"Oh, oh, yeah, right. Not bad, dude."

While the decorative cloth is accent color, Hulka feels more tonal coordination, but the decorative cloth, which is dark blue, is impressive enough because the colour of the dress itself is thin, as Hulka said.

"Hehe, you both look great. You two will stand side by side, and there will be no nobleman to speak to first."

Dear Ilias - My much younger child seems to smile at me, and we look at each other unexpectedly and smile zero bitterness.

"Master Ilias is very cute, too. The dress looks great on you."

"Thank you. I think I could dress a little more like an adult..."

He was like Ilyas who seemed a little dissatisfied with Hulka's words, but that dress definitely suited Ilyas.

Compared to Hulka's dress, the length of the skirt is shorter to about a little below the knee, spreading flutteringly to the side.

Sure, it may not look like an adult, but given Ilias' age, I guess this one makes a better impression than dressing poorly as an adult.

"Now, ladies and gentlemen, are you ready? The carriage is ready."

"Ah, yes. We're fine."

It was Mr. Ketra who came to get us.

Today, there are three people entering the venue: Elias and me and Hulka, but Mr. Arlin and Mr. Ketra are supposed to wait near the venue and some of the Ekarts escorts are supposed to accompany them to manage the carriage.

I didn't have to think about standing there protecting the carriage for hours, or tightening it, but on second thought, we have to stand all the time in a situation where we can't help but also deal with troublesome aristocrats.

There may be a line of delicious foods and drinks around, but I don't really think you can relax and taste them, just kill them alive.

Yeah, we're more pathetic.

When I got ready and got out of Master Ilias' room, there was somehow a crowd of Natsukis there.

No, why, isn't it?

I was having fun talking about the dress among the women, so I guess I came to see it.

"Wow... sorry, honestly more than I expected. Honorable!!"

"Yes. Hulka, you look great. Nao-kun too."

Seeing Hulka emerged, Yuki lost her words for a moment and raised her voice as she was moved.

Natsuki also praises Hulka with a smile, and then I praise him too.

"Sister Halka, you're like a princess!

"Yes, it's so beautiful!

The appearance seemed to be well received by the youth group, but it was Master Ilias who came out with a slightly dissatisfied look at it.

"Meetia, Mary, to me?

"Master Ilias is cute, too."

"Yes, you look great, Master Ilias"

"Thanks. Glad to hear it."

It felt a little like I made you say it, but still, like Ilias, he was satisfied, and he's smiling.

Plus it's actually cute, so there won't be any problems.

"When Nao dresses like that, he doesn't look like your son. If you stand silent."

"Toya, is that what I'm talking about?

To Toya, who told me to tear it up, when I said tickle back, what I returned was a light, and essentially poking word.

"No, stand and behave? You don't care at all. Look, if you're still your son, why don't you go on a Hulka escort?

"Ugh!

Absolutely undeniable.

Because the contents haven't changed at all, just the appearance.

"Oh, are you escorting me?

"Oh, no... Mr. Arlin, what about normal?

Off his face from the Nicoli laughing Hulka, he tells Mr. Arlin the story.

I honestly ask what I don't know.

Interpretation, I'm not forced to be a common man.

"Well... I don't mind sticking to it now, but if you put it in the venue, you might as well let Haruka put her hands on Nao's arm lightly"

"Is this what it looks like?

"... oh, I'm sorry, but you look great"

"Apparently, it's going to be enough painting. That's the elf."

I stand by my side and look at the pair of Hulka and I with my hands gently on my arms, Yuki snorting and Natsuki affirming what Salari and Toya have to say.

Of course, I know, so I only observe silence.

"Seeing this makes me want to make a dress, too.... By the way, Mr. Arlyn, how much is this?

"Uh, you two go together, that's about it. I asked you to hurry."

"" "Buh!

A few people below Yuki blow out unexpectedly to the amount indicated by Mr. Arlin with his salaries and fingers.

The amount was the amount normally built by the house.

Haruka and Natsuki are the only ones who are flat, and they are distancing themselves from us, such as Mary and Meetia.

I know it means I'm scared in case I get dirty, but I'm more scared of wearing it.

Besides, after this, it's a standing party, right?

You don't have to eat, you have to get food and drinks, okay?

Seriously.

"Hahaha...... Yeah, is it good until you need it?

"That would be better. 'Cause it's useless when you can't wear it because it's different sizes."

Mr. Arlyn nods in agreement with Yuki, who waves her head with a pulled grin.

Viscount Nenas makes you feel like you're poor from scratch, but really, you don't have to spare any money if you need it.

And isn't it actually pretty awesome, Mr. Arlyn, being authorized to spend all that money?

From what I can tell, it seems a bit too big an amount to use to keep some face... I guess that's the decision to make, the situation you need.

So, we're expected to work at a level commensurate with that amount.

Yeah, you might as well not have known.

You're nervous.

"Keep it up, well, Nao, good luck. Take it easy... but maybe you can't."

He encouraged me with the grin Yuki pulled as he pulled in on the way to slap Pompom and my shoulder.

"If you keep your chest up dignified, it's something you can handle. The trick is to move slowly, talk slowly, right? If you're not in a hurry, we can handle it."

"Bring me something delicious!

"" Good luck (is)!

Toya, that's a joke about breaking my nerves, isn't it?

And, Natsuki, thanks for the practical advice.

I exhaled so loudly that my nervous, hardened body, that I proceeded to the carriage where Ekart, laughing with some nigga, waited.