Albert Ke no Reijou wa Botsuraku wo go Shomou desu

Mary, who was about to board the carriage to return to Eleciana School, was stopped and looked back at her father.

Tilt his neck to see what the hell was going on with my father, who was too busy to come out and drop him off, and he coughed up with Cohon and dropped his gaze on Mary. Albert, the head of the family, is something everyone is likely to be afraid of, but Mary, her daughter, is now more nervous and nothing. I stared straight back at him to respond, and I said, "Dad, what's wrong?," he tilted his neck.

"Patrick from the Dice family doubted my ears, apparently he made a very close friend at Eleciana School."

"Yeah, I got it. I don't know why I doubt my ears."

"Are you a good boy?

"Yeah, very good girl."

"You're different... I'm worried you haven't made me cry because there's something strong about you"

"She made me cry. She used to cry."

"Right..."

With a look that raised some doubts about Mary's explanation, the Albert family owner again coughed up with Cohon to change the story.

"Mary, if you have a dear friend, give him the invitation directly."

"Directly...?

Why? And Mary tilts her neck curiously because she's already ready to sprinkle the invitations.

The invitation, spelled in wax, which runs beautiful letters on fine paper and engraves the family crest of the Albert family, is due to reach every home in every foreign country, rather than all over the country, in a few days.... although the marriage is still hidden.

"I'm guessing you're Mary's friend, not Miss Albert's family warrant, then you hand it to her properly."

After Mary repeated her blink a few times, she nodded back to her father in case she was a friend she had made.

It's not Miss Albert's marriage report, it's just Mary reporting her marriage to a friend. Delightful, and illuminating.

He watched Mary smile like that and then turned his gaze to Addy, whose Albert homeowner stood beside her. I have a more subordinate relationship than my ex, and then I correct my spine with a strangely tense face, either because a new relationship called stepfather was put on top of me.

"Addy, you can give an invitation to someone close to you, too."

"... sir"

"You'll have a friend who wants to invite you, too, not to mention hide the person you're married to. I can't tell you to sprinkle it on boulders, but make sure your close friends come."

"Sir......! How sweet!

In an instant, Mary's eyes cloud like a dead fish in opposition to Addy, who makes her eyes shine on her stepfather. Since then, I have thought that I feel bad about his principals, but I think that the relationship is new and 'I feel very bad' again.

- Besides, Patrick has seen these early symptoms lately, and Mary is getting more fed up than before -

But in response to such a stepfather's concern, Addy said, "Thank you for your concern," he bowed his head deeply, then lowered his brow butt as troubled and continued, "But..."

"But... my friend..."

"Addy, you don't have any friends!

"Please don't be with your daughter"

"Addy!?

"Mary, anything doesn't take you for a standard."

"Father!?

Bussari and mercilessly truncated from the two of them, Mary holds her chest down. This was scratched by a boulder...... and waiting for Addy's continued words to pinch his mouth for a while to self-heal, he slowly opened his mouth after letting his gaze swim a little hard to say.

"Me too, I have some friends I'd like to call. But..."

"Is there a problem?

"Well... all my friends worked in other houses, and don't ask me about this party. 'The Alberts pay well!' I'm happy to apply to help..."

Everyone was at the venue the same day, and he turned away from Addy, who told him with a distant eye, as the two Alberts had aligned themselves.

The planned party was unprecedented in size, and those who normally worked for the Albert family lacked enough hands, and were therefore seeking help from other houses for their salaries and maids.

The house on the lending side will gladly come by to help me if I can now sell my favors to the Albert family. The side used is also excited about the pay because the Albert family, which is more reputable than the former, is even more celebratory, so there's no way this won't jump.

I can't believe that's Addy's friend...... and while Mary's out of her sight, she still manages to

"You can count on me."

and put in a thorough following.

It was the cough of the Albert family owner that broke such an awkward air. Without daring to touch on Addy's case, he turned again to Mary and took the invitation out of his tailored jacket inner pocket.

"Mary, give it to your friends in Eleciana."

"Thank you, Father"

Yes, we smile at each other amicably, parents and children, and Mary receives a single invitation.

One.

... Yes, just one.

"Father, I made some more friends."

"Nah... you're not alone!?

"Stop that stunning. Even I can make friends. I'm not alone."

"Well, Mary's grown up, too. Then give it to all your friends."

With that said - and while leaving some stunning colours - Mary gracefully smiled and received the invitation from her father again.

That number, two.

Besides, there is a saying, "Leave one to the school director," so this is essentially one.

This means that the boulder will cut Mary's indulgence bag. "Father, it's terrible!" I jumped on the carriage, pulling an invitation from my father's jacket, screaming.

"Look! I'm gonna fill you up with my friends for the day!" What a pity of a discarded dialogue......

"So I've taken about ten of them, and on second thought, you don't even have someone to give them to that much."

"And it's very busy... well, it sounds like fun..."

Mary sighed as she drank tea and talked about her interactions at home to a parfet who managed to put in a follow up while holding the invitation given to her by Mary with both hands looking important.

Combine what you took when you left with what you were given beforehand and there are ten invitations. It involves Mary Albert's pride to fail to do more than cut that far.

"That's why I want everyone in the Karina group to come."

"Don't give me weird names"

Carina, sitting next to Mary, chills away as she gracefully drinks tea. Still, as I bow my head politely when accepting invitations, I guess the caller is the one who's uncomfortable but comes to the party.

"I'm sure it'll be fun," she laughed niggardly so she could only tell, and Carina, who remembers' Doradora ', smiled bitterly, just like Mary.

That's how the other members of the Karina group - not to mention the rival characters in the game and the courtiers who stuck their former fiancées down the cliff that day - stood up to hand them out as well...... Gah, they grabbed my shoulder from behind with momentum.

"Dear Mary, I would love to rush to celebrate too"

and, drifting the signs of a hunter aiming for prey from behind, it is nevertheless an ambitious lady who still gracefully describes herself as a lady. Mary clung her cheeks to the cool air that was different from Karina's.

"I don't know why, I don't feel it at all"

"No way, I'm trying to find a good man while I celebrate Mary."

"What percentage?

"It's 1: 9."

"Wrap some more in an oblate."

"It's 1: 9 on the wrap."

"Your attitude, normally disrespectful, makes you feel the same way when you're at home."

Mary looked back and handed the invitation to the Ambitious Lady as she sighed heavily for the first time in her unchanged ambition.

I originally planned to give it to her as well. Still, after finishing a series of interactions, it's called style beauty that makes you feel the same way that this is at home again.

I wonder if she's vulnerable to this type of hand... and Mary thinks about that, when the parfet that opened the invitation said, "No escort needed...?," he muttered small. Apparently, she read a sentence written in the invitation, and Mary laughed and nodded small at that explanatory note, which was not the only party of nobility.

"Yeah, no escorts needed for this party. I don't care if you come alone or if your friends come with you."

"Really? You've changed a lot."

"I was talking to Patrick. You should be able to take the other person's hand without shaping an escort…"

It may be unusual from the aristocratic realm, but what a two-man story it is, Patrick, who took Alicia's hand, who was a man of the House of Dies but a common man, and Mary, who was a courtier of the House of Albert but chose her squire Addy.

Parfet, who guessed it, shrugged "no escort needed..." and did his gaze behind her because he cares about Guidus Eldland, who is still standing behind her today and turning her into a luggage holder. Mary struck her shoulder with a bitter smile on such an understandable parfet.

"Of course, if you want me to escort you, can I invite you?

"Oh, no! Me, I don't... I don't want Master Guinness escorting me! I was alone, I was just anxious to go alone!

"Well, I'll ask your brother to pick you up that day."

"Hih! Oh, well, that's... that's no good!

Mary laughs at the wolfish parfet when she sees it as a wolf. Karina sighed at Mary like that, and the Ambitious Lady turned behind Mary again with her fierce eyes shining.

And of course, Gah! and grab a good shoulder with momentum.

"Dear Mary, I am also anxious to go alone"

"I'm more anxious for a hunter named you to come home."

and this was also turned into the style beauty of Eleciana School.