Albert Ke no Reijou wa Botsuraku wo go Shomou desu

That way, after a while, people gather in the large hall in the Albert family mansion, and the rush of preparation turns into the gorgeous bustle of the party. An orchestra called from afar for this day plays music, is busy serving, and then gracefully distributes liquor to the visitors.

All the dishes in line invite the hunger of what you can see served beautifully, and the luxury of drifting from dish to dish is incredible. I can't imagine the battlefield of the cooking area.

Exactly in the air that turned into a place for celebration, Addy, who had finished his final preparations, had the door in front of him with a tense face. The jacket, which never sleeves through the will, is embroidered with the Albert family crest on the chest, and that alone increases tension.

If you open this door, there is a staircase leading to the Great Hall.

When the time comes, take Mary's hand and slowly go down the stairs as the gaze of the visitors pours.

Guess the visitors across the door are waiting for that moment now or now. Among other things, officials have a decree. This party is highly visible and usually seems to have people scattered around the courtyard, but only today can we see with a lively voice that almost all of the visitors are gathered in front of this door.

I imagine the sight, and the gaze poured the moment the door opened, sweating on Addy's forehead... but a white lace handkerchief wiped the sweat before it could tell.

"... ma'am"

Addy, you're so nervous.

I gave it back to Couscous and the elegantly laughing Mrs. Albert Carrell with a bitter smile like Addy was in trouble.

"When you're like this, you just have to be respectful."

"Even if they say so..."

"Look, I didn't ruin your manhood."

Carrell slaps Addy on the back laughing fun. Its tricks and facial expressions are somewhat reminiscent of Mary, and the silver threaded hair with a gentle wave is just enough to be described as a parent and child.

"By the way, what about your daughter... what about Lady Mary?

"We should be ready by now, so we should be here any minute. When that girl comes, you two get out of this door. Escort him properly."

"Yes, I did."

"Then I'm in the place where I can see the Guest reacting best! I don't know how everyone would react, I'm looking forward to it!

We'll figure it out ourselves if anything happens, and Addy muttered, "You're the same way," behind Carrell, who seems to leave with irresponsible remarks and pleasure.

But the next moment I heard it was Cohon. I stretched my spine like a conditional reflex on the cough and looked back in a panic. Of course you were there, Albert.

He is the person who reigns at the apex of Adi's depicted hierarchy.

"Yes, sir!

"Oh, don't bow your head. You're gonna break my hair."

Control Addy with one hand trying to unconsciously bow his head as usual and walk over with a loose foothold.

It made me feel spared somewhere even with a party of this magnitude, spinning so hard that Addy could hurt my back at that piercing where I could even feel majestic.

The Albert family owner, his own...... on the contrary, it's impossible to tell him not to be nervous if he's an employer of the clan, plus his stepfather, and he smiles bitterly and says, "Don't look scared on a celebratory day because of it," and restores the collar of Addy's jacket. And it is of course his own economics to pound the embroidery of the Albert family on his chest when it is the last finish.

"Sir, you know..."

"What's up?

"Was it really good for you? Mary is a lady of the Albert family, and even marriage is for your home..."

"Ho, so you'll give it back?

"No, I can't do that anymore"

To Addy, who seemed sorry while rejecting it kickingly, the Albert family owner, in contrast, paid for the calm of what he called a boulder and said, "Right."

Mary was planning to marry for the Alberts.

That is only natural in this world where political marriage is common, especially if you were born into a prestigious nobleman's house, such as the Albert family. Even Mary herself took that for granted without ever feeling tragic.

But as it turned out, Mary broke up her engagement to Patrick, which she had planned from the beginning, and was tied to Addy. Apart from the country, it was the squire who chose it, with the value of being able to marry all foreign nobles and royalties.

The Albert family gave the best diplomatic card to a squire with no advantage whatsoever. If you can't believe it, if you don't, it would be natural for a nobleman to think so.

"Sure, Mary was planning on letting the Dice family marry her for the house. But those two chose a completely different path... what happened as a result?

"I don't know, it's..."

Asked the other way around, Addy thought of the current situation of the Fuji Albert and Dice families.

Mary and Patrick's political marriage was the only thing that was broken, but there was a deep connection between the Alberts and the Dies. In the meantime, we could even make a loan on the Dice family trace issue.

What's more, the Albert family, which Mary was also admired by her princess, Alicia, until she was said to be second only to the royal family, is now a royally approved 'clan alongside the royal family'. Apart from Alicia and Patrick, their parents now have intimate tea parties and places to eat.

At the earliest there was no sense in the Albert family, in the Dies family, and in the royalty that they would be outrun, and the nobles and ordinary people around them even thought, 'It is with the three houses that the country will be made'.

"Think about it, you're doing better than Patrick and Mary getting married."

The Albert homeowner nodded satisfactorily at the words of Addy, who was pounded and grumbled.

"Mary has changed somewhere, and sometimes she does things that we don't even expect."

"I'm sorry, I can't deny anything about that"

There's no way I could say that even if my mouth tore open that I was selling fights to the princess and aiming to fall, etc. Most importantly, the result of what I was aiming for is the opposite of what I see now.

"She's an unusual daughter, but she moved with her own thoughts and gave this house more than we (her parents) decided to engage. And yet, how the hell can we complain about that girl's chosen path? Besides, Mary was able to move like that girl because, Addy, you were there the whole time."

"... sir"

"I'm grateful to Mary, but I'm grateful to you too. So take Mary's hand and go through this door with dignity."

"Yes!"

"Well, I'm in a good position with Carrell to see the guest's reaction, so if anything happens, you two should do something about it."

Then pound Addy's shoulder once and leave lightly.

I didn't say that seemingly enjoyable hindsight, but at the end of the day, overshadowed by emotion, Addy was left alone with Potsun and groaned, "What a good couple..."

When he realizes it, he is alone at last.

Guests, of course, even the Alberts are waiting on the other side of the door. Given that, the tension crawled up again and Addy exhaled deeply to calm herself.

Contrary to the lively voices heard through the doors, this side, where no one is present, gives a strange sense of serenity.

"... I mean, what if there's really no one left? Do we all want to see so many Guests react!?

"Oh, I guess I'm not the only one dissatisfied."

An intent to sue no one returned a reply from behind, and Addy looked back in haste.

There was Mary in a white dress. The brilliant pure white and decorated family crest of the Albert family on her chest deepens her charm, shaking every time a tightly wrapped vertical roll of silver thread walks...... and stands on both sides of her face with stability until she nostalgic.

"Lady..."

"What do you think?

I laughed proudly and circled kurli as Mary showed off her dress.

The hem of the pure white dress is like a blooming flower, gleaming like a tiara over the head that holds back its beauty. What a nostalgia for the bun and the luxuriously rocking vertical roll at the same time.

Addy reached out softly as she fell in love with the beauty.

"Can I touch it?

"Yeah, that's good."

Addy's hand, with permission, gently tries to touch Mary's hair... "Oh, wait!" and stopped perfectly at the words hung.

"Grab it too hard and the drill will collapse!

"Collapse...... no way, the drill!?

"Yeah, well, it's hard to roll a vertical roll that kept you waiting in the first place... they reminded me to create it artificially, that drill is a product of a miracle"

To Mary speaking with a serious look. Addy gave it back with an equally serious look...... I laughed when I said I couldn't take it anymore, neither.

"What the hell are you talking about on a day like this?"

"Oh, excuse me. I gave you this haircut because I thought you'd be happy, and you wouldn't be happy?

"No, I'm happy for you. I'm glad. Really... heartily, I'm glad"

Wipe her tearful eyes with too much laughter and Addy turns to Mary again.

"May I touch your hair?

"Yeah, fine."

A hand stretched out again touched her hair properly this time, and Mary narrowed her eyes happily.

The feeling of being caressed like a lover, the occasional clatter of fingertips stroking your cheeks. I used to worry about this feeling of being sweet and paralyzed, and now I know the name of this emotion... that way, Mary's chest warms up softly.

"Um... can I hold you"

"Yeah, I don't mind."

The hand that was touching my hair slowly turns to my back.

Mary leaked a small, bitter laugh at that modest embrace that said she was afraid not to make wrinkles in her dress. Gently turn your arms around Addy's back to respond, and softly attach your hands to his jacket so that he can't wrinkle on his jacket.

I want a stronger hug because I feel comfortable touching it, wrinkles in my dress, makeup, I don't care if my hair even breaks down... enough to even think about that. And apparently Addy was thinking the same way, his hand spun on Mary's back for a moment but strengthened, and then...

"May I kiss you?

And a whispering sweet voice snapped Mary's ear.

Oh, how the hell can I refuse... and just return "of course" to the feeling of drowning. His eyes narrow with joy when he hears that, because he can't even love it, there's no way he can refuse.

That slowly narrows the distance between the two, closing their eyes gently against each other...

Concon

And I rounded my eyes as if I had aligned myself to a knocking noise that said, "Come on."

"Alama..."

"I was almost there..."

Whimpering about that, Addy reaches out and Mary lays her own hands on it. Addy narrowed her eyes gladly at that moment, but Mary pretended not to notice against it and gently held his hand as she hurried.

Mary's, who has never been to a party before, still has her first 'escort of a loved one', her cheeks unwittingly loose if she is softly gripped back.

That's how the door slowly opens, and there's no such thing as the expression of a visitor the moment he sees them.

Whatever it is, it's a pocan, and it's carrying a question mark overhead. There are even those who look around saying, "Where is the marriage coming from," thinking it's a surprise production over this period, that they don't see the Albert family crest on Addy's chest. Even those who noticed the family crest said they couldn't keep up with their understanding.

But I don't have a choice. Whatever it is to them, Mary has her squire as usual. No one was more surprised by the sight, and thought, "That stranger's lady still has her squire today".

That's why Mary and Addy accidentally smiled small at them searching for the groom.

"Hey, Addy, I wonder who they're all looking for."

"Absolutely. Look, your husbands' pleasant faces."

"Yeah, really, brothers, I'm gonna laugh a little later."

"Master Patrick is close to the limit."

There is no such thing as a pleasant look on the part of the guests who know what's going on. Anyway, I've been hiding Mary's marriage from her until I gave her a warrant that she was Addy.

Looking at those faces, Mary said, "I've come up with something good!" He grabbed Addy's clothes and redirected her toward himself.

"What's a good thing, young lady?

"Let's surprise everyone the way we keep it!

"How..."

So I grabbed Addy's collar and pulled him over, and Mary stretched her back to fit him pulled and bent.

Sin...... and quiet in the venue for a moment.

"Oh... my lady!

"Look, Addy, everyone's face!

In an instant, she turns bright red and looks over to Addy, who rushes away, enjoying Mary grabbing her collar against her. The guests look dumb in the act of "Impossible to be husband and squire", which was repeated in front of them.

Most of all, a very small number of people shook their shoulders when they said they were happy with Ca or could not enjoy themselves next to them, "The boulder is my daughter!" I'm happy or laughing, but it's just a handful.

"Lady, are you a person... good or moderate?"

"For a surprise, it's inevitable. And I just kept going."

"Continuing? No, I just got permission..."

Tell him so, and Addy will give himself up again, this time. That's how you touch Mary's lips lightly.

"I got your permission, I got to kiss you"

And I laughed niggly.

Even though Mary nodded back, "Hmm, I see, indeed," with a pop of red cheeks in her seductive rusty eyes, the voice was scratched off with a flash of raised intent.