The ball is free to participate, but the selection of Princess White Lily is entry-based. However, the registration does not need to be in person just because he gets a number tag, so Iri, who went through the registration process on his behalf, waited for Isaac and Rachel with the round name tag number seven.

(Since it was a critical registration, you can think of seven candidates for Princess White Lily, right? Augusto should be able to confirm it...)

I think that ability of Augusto to be friends with anyone and collect all kinds of information is amazing. I haven't seen the sword arm yet, but the arm should stand, so if I lump a lot of skill in that, I guess I'll be a big knight. That's the talent the Saints want.

"Dear Eiri! Sorry to keep you waiting...!

Rachel, who was dressed in the guard's room without being held down, came out of the inside.

Poor dress with a few thin peach petals. Plenty of drapes and a small diamond glitter by the way wrap up Rachel with a quiet face. It's designed to make a girl and adult feel narrow, like a butterfly before it feathers.

(Sa, that's Isaac - the exact same, state-of-the-art dress as Stills! Is this okay?!? Princess Bai Lily's repudiation event was judged...!?)

Wanting to be chosen by Princess White Lily, Rachel blows Serena's pussy into the judges and surroundings and tries to poke Serena down the stairs to give her away. But Serena takes them off, arranges the torn dresses, and challenges them to the stage. Everyone applauds her vagaries and convicts Rachel of being a coward - something that roughly was.

I didn't have time to plant that on Rachel, who suddenly joined me that day, and most importantly, I know I'm not the person to do that, but I can't be optimistic. No matter where you look from, I can't tell you not to be anxious in the same Rachel dress as Still.

"Oh, you know, doesn't it look good...?

anxiously loosened her loosely tied hair, Rachel asked. Boom and Eileen shake their heads. Don't, don't make me anxious.

"Yes, no. It looked good on you."

"Oh, no... hey, I thought it would be flashy for me... Isaac said it would be nice to be flashy..."

Rachel clenched her fist a long time later.

"Me, you'll do your best! I look like this and I'm good at courtesy. I'm gonna let you tell Mr. Isaac what to do!

…… Rachel. I'm curious to hear... "

"Yes, what is it?

"If I could be Princess White Lily, would my last dance opponent nominate Isaac?

After a few beats, I got a little hot air from Rachel's head. Irene accidentally laughs at the reaction that is too easy to understand.

Rachel turned her face bright red and angry.

"No, you're not, Master Iri! Wow, I'm going to nominate Master Iri..."

"Yes, no, because of this, and Isaac would be fine?

"Oh no!... you're bothering me... I'm not dealing with you at all..."

"... may I ask why Isaac"

Saying, Eileen offered her hand. Far from here to the venue. Rachel in a dress needs to escort properly, she's dangerous under her feet.

…… When I mentioned divestiture, my parents disagreed enormously, and of course they pissed me off. I was blamed for everything and wondered if this was really a good idea. I lost my place at home. "

Aristocratic engagement is a contract between houses. Rachel's behavior can't help being selfish.

"But when I let you know that I was able to break my engagement, I only said one word to you that Mr. Isaac did well. That's when I became so proud of myself."

I pulled my lips together and Rachel turned forward. With a really beautiful face.

"So me, I'll do my best this time. You can still be clever."

"Really?

"Yes. Serena is a beautiful person, but the courtesy is a little cluttered. For that matter, the power to attract people is amazing... so I'm going to ask Master Zeems to dance with me. Because if that one dances better, that's all it stands out for. And it's like I'm trying to get a tough, loud judge on politeness, but on the contrary, I'm going to appeal to that person."

Rachel overlapped with herself, who once challenged the night club to beat her.

Place a numbered bill on its chest to avoid damaging its beauty.

"Good luck. Because I'm counting on you."

"Yes! I'll do my best to be clear or whatever - Ah"

Rumor has it, Serena came down from the dance floor on the stairs.

Still in uniform, she holds the dress, looks at Rachel and circles her eyes.

"Mr. Rachel.... that you're wearing a number tag, did you enter Princess White Lily? I heard you're not going to enter..."

"Yeah, I changed my mind."

Rachel's confident grin would be clear, but she seemed like a very villain warrant lady.

Eileen pulls a step back and sees heroine confrontation with the villain warrant. All this time, I didn't feel like I was coming out.

- So the reaction was delayed.

"Yes! Let's work together, shall we? That dress is so nice! Let me see that. - Shit!

"Rachel!"

innocently snapped by Serena, who touched Rachel's dress, falling down the stairs with her.

The voices of other students echoed that they fell down the stairs.

Eileen rushes over to the two people who have fallen on the dance floor.

"Rachel, it's okay!?"

"Dear Iri..., Yes. I'm fine... Huh!

Rachel blushed as she tried to move her legs. But before confirming it, Serena raises her voice.

"There he is... no, my dress...!

The lace on the dress Serena was holding was torn. Just like the game.

"Master Serena fell?

"I hear they're safe. But Serena's dress was torn."

"Before the judgment, I knocked you out..."

"That kid, you're the one in the guard. I recently broke my engagement..."

"Hey."

Irene tried to raise her voice to casual speculation that quickly spread, but Rachel grabbed that arm and shook her head. I know when I say it back here, it's going to be too much noise. But if we keep this up, we're in the game.

Besides, Irene saw it.

"... be, Mr. Rachel. Never mind, it was an accident. I can handle the dress."

Just before falling down the stairs. Serena pulled Rachel's dress.

"Good luck to each other, squarely!

And with a distorted grin on his mouth, he fell out of himself.

(This woman -!)

Serena, who stood up pretending to have a face on the scratch, looks down at this one with a laugh like she had won. And he set aside Rachel, who could not stand, and Irene, who supported it, and walked away from the dance floor refreshed.

"Hey, what happened, Iri? - Rachel?

"I heard people fell, but no way"

It was Isaac and Walt in ducks who came to replace him. They were on the lookout on campus until the end of the day.

Rachel, with a blue face, tries to get up.

"... that's okay. I can do it."

"Rachel, didn't you twist your leg?"

"Hey, just a little bit. I can stand. It's okay."

"You're fluttering.... then you can't dance, Princess White Lily can't"

"Oh no! Wow, I'm fine. I want to help Eiri at all......!

"Rachel. - Can you lend me that dress?

Rachel blinked her eyes at Irene, who was about to cry out, cut out quietly.

Walt opens his mouth pompously and Isaac looks up to the ceiling.

(How dare you do that to my lovely junior!)

It's surrogate war. Smile slowly. Very, like a villain's lady.

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