Akuyaku Reijo Nanode Rasubosu o Katte Mimashita

The day after the meeting, Lila wrote to Count Luvansch saying that she would like to continue her relationship with her niece.

What my niece and uncle are saying is the opposite.

"So I'm going to adopt my uncle's letter and go out with Miss Lila."

Claude sighed at Walt, who reported that he was alone in the office.

"My heart refuses me... but how does it feel?

"That's right. Honestly, I don't think she's that smart, so I'm sure there's someone behind it. You don't have the evidence, do you? It's too bad for your rebellious daughter, but it's too bad."

I see. Are you as impressed as I am? "

On Claude's tweet, Walt shouted.

"Master Claude, you were dictated at the ball. You don't remember anything?

"Which one do you think I remember?

For a moment, blue muscles appeared to the Lord who spoke with dignity.

"Aside from Iri, I wonder if you don't recognize the details... or are you proud that you can't remember exactly? Ugh, it's annoying."

"That's not true. I just noticed that Eileen seemed different. She said something was wrong with her dress."

"Well, if you wear colorless purple at a ball hosted by the Emperor, you must be out of your mind."

"That's not true. The skin is not exposed."

Walt is not in the dance scene. But I can think of the day of the match.

(Ah, speaking of which... it was a flashy colour and decoration, but it was neatly worn, right?

I didn't notice that it looked expensive.

"... it wasn't cold... was it?

"Recently, it got warmer there at night, and the ball was indoors."

Indeed, Walt nods.

"I dress up flashy in a colorless dress and suddenly powder the Emperor. Irene says it's strange to be so confident in her looks that not only her chest but all her arms are covered in lace."

…… The race is quite expensive, isn't it? Don't you want to show off?

"If the dress is a weapon that makes a woman look beautiful, and the Emperor comes to dictate, the top priority should be to make herself look beautiful. Besides, you know my preference is to show my skin....."

Claude's thoughts with his distant eyes could not be easily understood, but he could not be sympathetic. Look at Eileen's costume and you'll see in one shot. I deserve it.

"If you're not confident in your body shape, you know that, but that's not what it looks like."

"Well, one way or another, I think it's better to be in shape."

"If you're an adult woman that reminds you of the pleasure of taking them off, your attitude isn't so straightforward. On the contrary, if you tried to draw my attention with a discreet type, the dress would fit. But this time, neither color nor attitude suit me. In other words, my wife doesn't seem to have the same impression of what she looks like."

"Ah, I see. I thought I didn't have any makeup, but until then...."

While impressed by the unexpected analysis of women's perspectives, my spine gets cold.

"... how long do you think a woman is wearing a dress...?

"Don't be afraid. It was analyzed by adding a woman named Rachel and that Serena. In the first place, if you want to give me what I want... I'll just leave Eileen as it is."

"No, that's a lie."

"Isn't it Eileen who reflects my preferences?"

Even if you're a jerk, your nose just turns white.

"I understand. I'll just be careful... if I don't think too much, maybe there's a reason. Actually, I didn't want to get married, so I behaved insanely."

"It's possible that the real world didn't know, didn't think about it, and just wanted to stand out. Well, you wouldn't be mistaken. Leave it to me."

"Oh, I'm glad you said that, Claude. Well, I'd like to ask you a favor. Could you help me out with my date a little bit more?

Claude responded with a stunned face to Walt with his hands tied to the side of his cheeks.

"Another bad trick?

"That's what I'm here for. It's a human weapon that carries honey traps to a cute rebel girl."

"Say what. Do you have such a compassionate human weapon?"

Claude returns letters from Count Luvansch and Miss Lila to Walt, who tries to pinpoint the unexpected response.

"I'll keep up with you if I have to. If you ask Keith, he'll be on my schedule."

"... wow. Let me know if you catch anything."

"Ah... that's actually hard to navigate. Kyle must be in that state."

Sit back deeply on your back and let Claude drop his shoulders wide. On another matter, Walt opened his cheek.

"You're still saying there's a fairy, you idiot. We'll be here another week."

"I'm saying it. I can't name Count Luvansch without knowing. Scary."

"Did you talk about the ball?

Kyle is serious. I don't think I will accept a lady who is not primarily grateful.

"I told you for a moment, but it was truncated as if it were someone else than a fairy...."

They didn't accept reality. Love is blind. That's how Walt poisons you.

"Ahn, you idiot... Ah, now let's find the fairy and find out what's happening."

"What happens if I hang out with you and go to Shura?"

Yes, I suppose so. Walt looked up at the ceiling.

"Of course, Kyle is right, the fairy and I just had Miss Lila's handkerchief, and it is possible that she is different from Miss Lila. But to be clear, Kyle himself doesn't want to look back."

"Huh? You don't want to say no to reality, you rat bastard?"

"Fairies don't appear that way in the human world."

Claude put his hands together on the constable and smiled in silence.

"Besides, I was told that I belonged to the devil's side too much of her feather light, and I still am."

"Don't hang out!?"

"I'm getting a little sad. Do you think Kyle can't see the fairy because he's by my side...."

"No, there are no fairies in the first place. Please don't go in any strange direction, Master Claude.

"Kyle says there are fairies. There will be. I mean, my fairy is Eileen... and I'm not really qualified to see my wife, am I?

"What the hell are you talking about when you've been married for over a year? Don't make this any harder!

"I can hear you outside. What's all this noise, Walt?"

The person in question came out. Walt turned around in a hurry.

"Kyle... don't surprise me, knock."

"You did, but you didn't. Master Claude, it's time for the meeting."

"Ah, such a time. Wait a minute, I'll do this before I go."

Kyle nodded to Claude, who took the pen and headed for the concierge, and Kyle came next to Walt.

"Is this a report of an incident?

"Well, that's the place. And please."

"Don't let Master Claude bother you."

Walt makes Kyle look cold.

"That's what you are, a fairy. Don't get up and let your work go."

"I don't do stupid imitations of fairies."

I was told with a clear face. But it's not bad for me to pull it a little. Claude was probably listening, but he was exhaling a tired sigh.

"If only the fairies could take care of you and loosen your eyes on me..."

"Did you say something, Claude? I have no choice but to live forever until a miracle is allowed to meet the fairy again on a full moon night."

"Wow, you're going in the wrong direction!

"What a pain. I can only dream and pray the day I see you again....."

I see. I can only dream and pray for the day that Eileen and I go out on a full moon night. "

"Then do good with me, Master Claude. Let's start with work."

Kyle relentlessly pulled up Claude, who tried to pray with a feather pen.

Walt dropped it off with his cheeks pulled.

(Just stop. How do fairies poke him?)

It doesn't seem to have had a negative impact on the job, but it's a strange and annoying one. Give me a break.

Even serious Kyle's harsh eyes will be borne by the Lord - because he is the Devil anyway.