Can Someone Please Explain This Situation

The dress can be done in a week. That you made ours as a top priority. No, really, I'm sorry about something.

Even with the decorations I bought during this time, I said, 'Oh, how subtle is that already!' I'll end up with a word. Models who wear this at all costs...... Originally, it's me.

Two weeks to the night club. I feel like a pretty good young lady in the house with the results of Dr. Lotus's dance lessons and the efforts of the Estes squad. Although it is only subjective.

It's stressful when it's all about dancing and esteem, so it's proper (?) I am allowed to participate in the chores. A person named me is completely grasped by Lotus Dahlia.

And the day of the reception.

I almost wanted to refrain from getting tired before I came out, so after so much brushing up by Esther Squad, Mimosa was given a special makeup and I felt completely artificial...... not someone else.

"Your wife is lovely today!"

Mimosa is peeking into the mirror from behind me and sparkling my eyes.

Mimosa is right, because there's a troublesome young lady, no young lady, in there!

I don't know what to say myself, but it's a brilliant transformation. I feel like comparing BeforeAfter in pictures.

"Mimosa technology is showing off, isn't it? Wow. Someone else."

The more I look at it, the less I think of myself. My eyes, which are originally dual but not that big, are now patchy open to all the spills. That's the benefit of eye makeup! Normal lips that are not usually notable also emit a plump, shiny, seductive glow. Be careful not to mouth too much food or anything!

The super famous Haute Couture dress is just the right fit for just taking that measurement. "Tsuru-Pei" also makes it look a little like "Pong".

"You're not wearing makeup that thick, are you? It's all your wife's."

Mimosa with a face dissatisfied with my sober reaction.

"Once again ~. Mimosa's skills are amazing. You don't have to be modest ~"

If Mimosa and I had such a conversation,

"No, your wife is beautiful. Put this on and it's done."

That's what I said, and Dahlia decorated me. By the way, what I admired at that time was the necklace, whose glitter still pierces my eyes today, and the earrings that go with it. Get them on, they're a little cheerful.

That's how the door to the room was knocked when I finished my dominance,

"Ma'am, are you ready? Your husband is here to pick you up."

I heard Lotus.

When Lotus led me to the entrance, there was already a husband waiting for me who had finished his support.

He's a nice husband from time to time, but he's sparkling in vain as much as I'd like him to share with me for a night out. I guess a normal lady would give you that look. The same shade of costume is a pair of looks on a level that you can't escape saying you two stand side by side.

"Oh! How beautiful you are today!

My husband, who saw me, is surprised and staring at me with too much transformation. I can see the real thing in the place of 'Today's' rather than 'Today's'. It's okay, because it's always plain.

"Because the ladies worked hard for me. Isn't that strange?

Pinch the dress a little and greet the lady.

"I can't believe it's crazy! You look great. It was worth making a new dress."

Back from surprise, my husband smiled satisfactorily nicely after running his gaze from the toe to the toe of my head. Though I felt advanced skills where I didn't even feel fine dust about that gaze being grumpy or nasty.

"Thank you for giving me such lovely dresses and decorations"

If possible, I don't need this kind of scattering anymore, so it's a mess in the back of my throat that I'm about to go on.

Let's just tell her thank you.

"If that's all you want, I'll be happy to do as much"

I'm the husband who answers with another glorious smile, but no, really, because I don't need it anymore.

"Oh, ho, ho, ho."

Let's laugh and be deluded.

"It's time for you"

Until then, Lotus, who had listened to our conversation in silence, has encouraged us to leave. Listen to that voice. Dahlia will put her jacket on me.

"Oh, it's time. Well, let's come."

So my husband reached out to me, but this is escort - what is it? You've already started acting here, haven't you? Copy that.

"Yes."

I lay my own hands on my husband's hands for the most part.

Royal Palace Night Club. What is it like? I'm a little excited. Miss Mean Warrant? It's so awesome! Your husband's looking for you, isn't he? I'll give you everything I can!

"Nice to meet you today"

In the carriage to the royal palace, I sit facing my husband. My husband talked to me first.

"Yes, I will do everything I can"

I also did a little dance lesson, so I got a heartbeat from Lotus saying, 'You'll be fine if you can dance this much.' Special makeup is pretty handsome, too, so we'll figure it out.

"Thank you. Try not to leave me"

"Okay."

The carriage quietly crept through the gates of the royal palace.

That's the royal palace. Shiny shiny. It's dazzling and hard. Once again, I covered my eyes and almost let them roll on the wall.

It's not just lighting and decorations. Everyone here is a sparkling attribute. It kind of seems like everything is already a light emitter. Somebody, Eclipse Glass Prize!

"The arrival of the Duke and Mrs. Fisaris."

A gaze that flies in unison to the voice of the introduction of the samurai, who lines up with her husband at the entrance to the party venue.

My husband keeps his usual nice smile because he's used to places like this, but I think I'm probably pulling it off. It's a private matter, so I can't confirm it.

Ah, I'm feeling chilli 'laser beams in my gaze. This feeling, it's the same as I felt at the wedding!

After a glimpse, there are several pairs of ladies hiding their mouths with fans and hissing with their neighbors somehow. It's not just the ladies, I'll see Madame too. Sir, you're popular for all ages! Yeah, but the husband himself likes your sister, so isn't there a madam too?

"We must greet His Majesty the King first."

Yes, whisper in my ear, and then my husband escorts me with his hands on my hips. This hip-held condition. I'm pretty embarrassed.

In the midst of crowd circumspection we proceeded to walk towards the throne.

After connecting to greet His Majesty and his wife, the King and his guests, he served snacks and delicious drinks at the party venue for a while (I was careful not to peel off my hazy skin, my original special makeup, so I only had minimal food and drink!), over there, my boss, over here, I was spending the proper time socializing with my subordinates as well. In the meantime I was not sitting back as I was told...... but acting together.

"Captain Fisaris. Hey......"

With that said, was it near the feast that a decent man called out to his husband?

"What.... Oh, this is my man. Excuse me for a moment."

After you replied to your man-in-law, you introduced me to the person, but is it difficult to talk about it here, when you said one thing to me, the two of us headed towards the terrace?

It's me who's totally alone.

I wasn't originally interested in socializing or anything like that, and I didn't have that kind of money, so I can't possibly even be one of the people I know here.

"Yeah, it looks good to be a flower on the wall here."

Having concluded that I was going to look around, I decided to move to the wall in one hand in a glass with a drink.

But a little later, on the wall,

"Are you the Duchess of Fisaris?

I was caught in the voice of a slightly stubborn young woman called.

Did you? Did you?! Promise event?!