Tanaka family, reincarnated.

Pasha

Red liquid is sprayed towards Emma.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

Words are not bad at all on the back, and one lady stands in front of Emma. It is the Marquis Marquis Francesca Delacourt.

Slightly plump behind it, Count Matilda Filch's warrant and tall skinny Count Haley Malamad's warrant are watching as they nibble.

I surrounded myself with a villain's warrant...... the word came to my head all the time.

Today, it is a party presided over by the Royal Family, which will be held before school enrollment.

The three Stewart brothers, who withheld admission, were also invited, and Emma got off the carriage while escorting to Georg and William on their first social occasion.

The entire white Emma silk dress is decorated with a fine embroidery with special purple thread, wearing a thin veil on the head and concealing the scars on the face.

The fashion of dresses in Wangdu had become highly exposed year after year, but Emma's dresses were extremely sparsely exposed. Unfortunately, the growth of the chest is slowing down well, and there is no place to let it out, as usual, which is generally idle.

Georg and William are also dressed in black courtesy of a shirt decorated with the same pattern of purple embroidery as Emma, and Georg has grown much taller in the past year, as well as in courtesy. William is also a beautiful boy of stability.

As he enters the hall that serves as the venue, Georg searches for a drink, and William finds a known friend from the adjacent realm and heads out to greet him.

For a moment Emma was alone, and the red wine was forced to bathe in Emma's dress as if it had been aimed at her when she was standing puffy.

There's wine on my dress at my first party.

Emma bites off a laugh when she realizes it's a development she's read several times in the previous world. He has an empty wine glass with a proud look on his face when he sees the courtier in front of him.

Though it hasn't started yet, I thought my surroundings might be surprised by the happenings that have taken place inside the party venue, and I see a glimmer of a face that looks like I've given up and I'm sick of it. Invitations are limited to school students, and some adults may pay attention, but they all pretend they haven't seen them.

Maybe it's an annual event.

Evidence of this, some of them serving just saying, approaches calmly and quickly and offers Emma a cloth to wipe her dress.

"Thank you"

After thanking her for her service, Emma began to wipe the carpet of the defiled venue first. The Marquise Francesca opens her mouth when she sees how it goes and wines.

"Are you stupid?

Normally the most worrying thing to worry about is dresses. The royally presided party is a sunny stage for the noble lady, and if the dress goes bad, she'll keep turning back.

The supplier, who was calm, also rushes to stop Emma from wiping the carpet.

The pattern of wiping the dress with the usual cry and getting to the house without being able to do anything about the red stain breaks down early.

The baptism of the First Prince, known to everyone to the nobles around the Wang capital, was all a speedy bully that began before the royal came and ended before the royal came.

The First Prince has many highly formatted houses among the nobles, and the baptized lady has no choice but to cry and fall asleep.

Each year, for the sake of the Second Prince's house warrants being targeted, each warrant lady was crying absent or gathered to never leave and escape difficulties with collective action.

In the meantime, let's just say it's inevitable that Emma, who stood alone with Pocky, will be targeted.

In the Wang capital, the Stewarts are rumored to be at the head of the Second Prince, but they are not aware of themselves.

With an empty glass in one hand, Marquis Francesca Delacourt speaks to Emma, who is still gently battling tonnes of carpet and red wine stains.

"Are you stupid?

I can be in a hurry to look different from the previous warrant lady. I still have plenty of time to spare, but I want you to leave the room soon. I'm saying it in a mean way all over my body, so I wish I could cry.

The Marquis Francesca has no expression on her face because Emma is wearing a veil.

"Mr. Emma, are you okay?

"Can I help you? Emma."

"Poor Emma, you must have been scared, right?

Several warrants break in between.

These are aristocratic children from around the Palace who have regularly participated in tea parties held at the Stewart family this past year. After Emma suffered a wound to her face, she appeared to be more gruesome and dangerous, stimulating the Seasons' desire for asylum, and the Tea Party Undoubtedly continues unexpectedly.

In the eyes of the breathing warrants wearing such filters, Emma's laughter is seen shaking in small pieces with fear, or giving in to wipe the carpet is anaemic, making her look like she's about to fall.

"I'm all right, am I?

I forgive the warrants Emma has gathered worried about. This is the case even though my mother told me not to cause problems so much that I could have octopuses in my ears before I left and the party didn't even start.

"Are you making a mistake? I just accidentally overflowed her dress with red wine! I apologized properly!

Francesca rushes to start making excuses for the sudden increase. Until now, no one has come to join us... I just overflowed my dress with red wine and apologized, that's all I'm talking about.

The warrants around the palace lived away from the king's capital and no one knew about the baptism of the First Prince. That's why they're not like the other invitees.

For them, Emma is a dear, drawn-in girl, and I don't hesitate because I always watched how she wanted to protect her if there was a gap.

But the warrants for hearing Francesca breathe. At the same time, there is even something cold and sweaty.

"Hey, what is it?

Francesca gets anxious about how the warrants look.

"... red wine on Emma's dress?

"Soo on the Stewart family dress?

"Beh, how much does it cost to make amends?

"If Emma Silk... Huh? One hundred gold coins is not enough... right?

The warrants are changing from a face worried about Emma to a face pitiful to Francesca.

I heard that Emma Silk...... and Francesca's face is also blue. It reminded me of the existence of the finest silk made in the Territorial Palace of the Stewart family.

"Wow, I apologized. Wow!

Cold sweat also flows to Francesca. It's not the amount you can pay for 100 pieces of gold.

"What's wrong?

Joshua, who arrived late at the venue, noticed Emma and the noise and approached him.

Lately on, he got the Baron position in exchange for a lot of money, and the school was to go with him. He has grown taller in a year, and his body, which was a little flirty, is well balanced and muscular, worth sneaking up on.

Georg and William also rush to see what happened to the gap that took their eyes off.

"Oh, Joshua! In a good place! How many Emma's dress gold coins today!?

I ask Joshua because I know something that scares me of a warrant.

He looked around at the red stained cloth in Emma's hand and the faces of Francesca and the rest of the warrants, and Joshua, stretching his information network throughout the kingdom, figured out what had happened.

"Dear sister, I was told not to cause so many problems..."

Sigh as William wipes Emma's dress with a handkerchief.

"Master William, Emma just got involved. Instead, Emma, it's the two of you who took your eyes off you. It's bad!

Joshua's spoil doesn't know he'll stay.

"It's time for you to excuse me."

Invitees continue to gather in the hall as well.

It is not a good idea to stand out any more...... Francesca was just about to get on the run and deliberately the invitees all over the hall spoke up in unison. A second prince, Edward, was appearing after something and his gaze.

The royal family plans to enter after all the invitees, but only the second prince came into the hall earlier than usual. He stops the nobility bowing his head with his hands to thank his minister and looks all the way around, finds a bunch of Emmas and walks straight. Don't interfere with the prince's steps. Come on. The invitees can move and make their way.

Francesca can neither escape nor bow her head to thank her subordinates, biting her lips at the culpability that is about to happen.

When he confirms that the prince is coming this way, he also bows his head to Francesca to learn from the three brothers Stewart and Joshua and the rest of the Palace.

"Miss Francesca Delacourt. Every year I hear rumors that you're harassing a weak warrant lady? What kind of noise is this?

The cold voice of the second prince asks Francesca.

The beautiful brunette and cold looking prince has worked hard this past year to become the man Emma deserves. The king is also beginning to look at himself sincerely facing people, taking his official duties seriously and not failing to train himself.

The story of the Baptism of the First Prince had, coincidentally, reached Edward's ear, the Second Prince. I was sick and tired of factional strife on my own, even though I never wanted the throne. When I heard the baptism would take place every year, this time the prince took his own foot.

"Hey, I don't remember what you're talking about"

Looking at the situation, I find myself disgusted with the attitude of trying to escape even though it's obvious.

Wine stains were made at the feet of the young lady, who was bowing her head very hard next to Francesca. It's pathetic and loud to be unable to attend the party.

"I'll get you a replacement dress so you can get dressed."

The lady with the fake face does not know her expression because she is wearing a thin veil, but the dresses with the wine on them will be stunningly embroidered and shocked.

"No, it's fine, Your Highness. This dress is waterproof."

Edward's heart bounces on his familiar voice.

That's the voice of a girl I've been anxious to see for the past year.

"Is that Emma?

Slightly poke her knees and peek into the face of the warrant lady.

Emma pelts the left side of the veil and replies with a sneer.

"Long time no see, Your Highness"

Green eyes reflect Edward.

The look on the face of the cold prince loosened, grinning so that Emma could follow her.

"Oh, it's been a long time... Emma"