Akan, I did it...

Surrounded by strangers, or even people who don't know if their faces are strangers because they wear masks, I gave them a way.

Look to the right, look to the left, mask. Even if you look forward, of course, mask. With so many masks, I feel like I've gotten lost in a nightmare, and I get a little scared. No, I just wear a mask, too.

Had it not been for the walls that would have protected me firmly behind this, I would have cried. It's a lie. It's nothing like this. I don't cry.

I don't have someone to talk to, so I get more natural and one word.

Whoa. What happened to Katerina, they might think.

Let's be honest.

It's gone.

I mean, it feels like the battle for Katerina has been played off so badly in my mind that I'm lost.

As Duke of Brunsmeyer, there were a lot of people who wanted to get into her who was still young and, more importantly, beautiful, and they swarmed with her ahead of us without worrying about today being a masquerade.

When it comes to gender ratio, I guess we're all after getting married to Katerina because I feel there were more men. Or because there are rumors of Ionias, there are likely to be a lot of unreached people who don't know what to expect from a wacko player.

Kalana! Mother, you'll never admit a man like that!

After being angry on his own, he quickly calms down.

Then suddenly, my own sadness stains me in such a crowded party venue.

"Well..."

What's the matter? For one thing, look for Ionias...

So determined, I set off from the promised resting place, the wall.

If I pinched fruits and treats along the way, I would also like to feed Bern because this is delicious, and looking sideways at the couples dancing on the floor, I would have liked to dance with them, and if anyone wore a nice mask or dress, I'm sure the mask would have been aligned.

I wandered the venue, thinking one by one of Bern, who was not here.

I thought I could enjoy it alone, but without Katerina on my side, what a bitter feeling it feels like my narrow world has been brought to life.

I got out of hand and stuck with the roses I got from the mysterious guy with the gray hair.

"Beautiful lady"

Speaking of which, it should be time for the fall roses to start blooming in our garden. When I think of the serene side of Bern that was spilling that it was difficult to take care of roses, I grin every bit.

"What if"

I wonder what he's doing now. Are you working hard?

"You mustn't bully roses that way. No matter how beautiful you are."

"Yes?"

He was slapped on the shoulder and finally realized he was being spoken to.

'Cause they say you're a beautiful lady. Oh, you mean me? There's no way it's gonna happen.

"Oh, you know, is it me...?

"Who else do you think there is?

No, I think it's full.

"If you're bored by yourself, why don't you talk to me?

The man who had spoken to me wore a mask that hid only the upper-right corner of his face. Three quarters of the revealing faces are reasonably neat.

Oh, but since the comparison is in Bern, it might normally fall into the good-looking category. When you get used to aesthetic shapes, your eyes don't get fat.

"Sorry, I'm in the middle of something off with my partner..."

"Then let's look together"

I was going to say no to it being dark, but the man turned his hand around my waist with a sophisticated, useless gesture that seemed only professional anymore. So much so that I didn't realize he was turning his hand around his waist for a moment.

You can't just scream and jump up and annoy your hand and tries to run subtly, but it doesn't work out.

Hey, what the hell, this guy...

Are you kidding me, Napa?

No, no, no, no way.

No way...!

"Tonight is a masquerade concealing who you are. Forget about your partner, would you like to have fun with me?

Whispered in his ear, his voice leaking.

Seriously, you...!? You seriously caught such a plain woman because you don't know her face in a mask!?

Who cares if she's a woman?

"Fine!

As he struggled to escape from his hands eating his wrinkles and holding his hips, he was grabbed in the arm with a strong force.

Thanks to you, I was able to get out of the man's uncomfortable arm, but the hand that grabbed my arm pulls me somewhere with a grunt.

"Hey, hey!?

I followed him as he was pulled, and I was suddenly thrown out.

And so much momentum, it was ahead of me being thrown out, hitting someone's back.

"Whew!?... Oh, sorry!

Apologizing hastily, the person I bumped into quickly turned around and smiled kindly.

"Oh, what..."

To blue silver hair, this voice.

"Hey, why are you here?"

"Darius!"

"What are you doing, you?"

"No, something suddenly pulled my arm..."

As I rubbed my arm, which still had the feeling of being gripped, an earlier man sent people after me.

"I can't believe you're running from me. He's a total pain in the ass. Or is that how you're in a hurry?

"Yay..."

Seeing me with an obviously unpleasant face, Darius seemed to have guessed some things within seconds.

I looked at it like I had no choice but to grab my shoulder and gently draw it towards me.

"Anything for my partner?

To Darius' intimidating atmosphere, the man wandered visibly.

"... No, I think I made a mistake. Excuse me."

Dropping off the sleaze and the man running away, Darius let go of his hand all the time, somehow raising his hands beside his face. It's called holding up.

"What's that pose?"

"If you do this any more, your life is in danger."

"Bern hasn't come with me, so I'm fine."

"You're the only one who thinks so."

"Hmm? Anyway, thanks for the help. Thanks.... but you don't have to pull so hard"

"Huh? There's no pulling, me."

"Huh..."

Lies. So, what's that hand...?

Zo, give me two arms. Wow, I have goosebumps.

Suddenly, Darius looked behind me and blued. It's like even a ghost found it.

Hurry up. I'll look back, too, but I don't see anything particularly unusual.

By the time I turned to Darius to ask him what was going on, his complexion was completely back to normal, and if he kept his mouth shut, his face as good or as neat as Bern had always been.

Was it a mistake in my view? But I do now. Huh?

"You, escort?

"Huh? Oh, it's off. What about you?"

"... that's where I am too. Just hang out a little bit."

Walk to the area where the flow of people is calm, encouraged by Darius.

From the waves of people, you can see a little Katerina dancing in the center of the hall. The other guy was a stranger to me.

The look on her face dancing can't be seen far from here. Does she want it herself and dance?

Gathering the gaze of so many people and continuing to dance in dignity seemed more like a resident of a distant world, or even a queen of some country, so tall that I could not even speak.

"Katerina is a popular person."

"Well, I guess so."

Darius' words like that were somewhere ironic.

"It's like you shouldn't be popular."

"It's not like I shouldn't. Just think about it, and you'll know it's not very pleasant."

"What do you mean?

"This masquerade is hosted by the Duke of Brunsmeyer, and only the Crown Prince and the Neutralists are invited, it is true"

It's an inclusive way of saying it.

"Does that mean people are also confused that they're not?

Darius did not answer my question, but arranged three grapes on a plate, drawing a beautiful triangle. And he pointed to one of the vertices, and this pointed to the king prince, and to the bottom right of it, and said this one was neutral.

"And the remaining grapes are the prime ministers. The people who were originally queens are a new faction formed around the prime minister, in conflict with us princes and princes. Now we divide it into three parts, but even the Queens are not completely gone, and no faction can ever be considered a single rock in the midst of being in shape."

That's about all I knew, but I'm going to snort a lot because of you.

"Even in such circumstances, so far the forces of the Crown Prince and the Chancellor have remained in balance. But then neither is funny. I keep my eyes open to see if we ever get a chance to kick each other off, and if not, I'm trying to create one that I can't."

"Create?"

Like, for example, clearing up politicians' scandals?

"I guess Master Caterina looks easy to aim for in that regard. The former Duke of Brunsmeyer has clean and refreshing evidence of wrongdoing, and his only son has decided to ostensibly die himself in order to marry a woman he fell in love with. If a scandal is lifted against Master Katerina, the King Prince will soon lose control by losing the great pillar of Brunsmeyer... What a bunch of people to think, yes, and throw it away."

"Isn't the Duke of Retgar the King Prince?

"That man probably doesn't belong to any faction. He's helping us out from the shadows now, but depending on the big picture, I don't know how long it'll be. Besides, even Prince Edwin just ceded his right to inherit the throne, and it wasn't obsolete. Now, I'm afraid I may try to regain my throne again."

"Then I guess it's not like we're having a masquerade."

Han and Darius snorted like fools and threw the Chancellor's grape into his mouth in a silly way.

"You don't know that, do you?"

This guy ate every grape on the skin, but I wonder if it's not sinister.

But yeah, was this masquerade place much more politically meaningful than I thought it would be?

But I know they're after the scandal, and I wonder why Caterina decided to host this party.

Um, I don't know.

Because I, as Darius put it, seem to be your child.

"Speaking of which, I just got a rose from a stranger, Darius, don't you know?

"You don't know, but you don't know me."

"No, to a gray-haired cutlet, I thought maybe half my face was hidden in a mask so I just didn't know"

If I knew him, he'd probably be making fun of me.

I kind of don't feel very good about being made fun of.

"Gray-haired rash? That's you..."

Darius let his gaze wander and looked like he had eaten even something weird for a moment.

"That's it. Weird guy."

By the way, weird guy, you.

No. I thought I was a weird person, too.

"What do you think I should do with this rose?

"You can just stick it in your hair."

"Weird guy gave it to you?

"There will be no sin on roses."

What's that shiny line? How long have you been such a character? You.

Darius silently pulled the rose out of my hand, folding the stem short and inserting it with a hand that was used to my hair.

"I don't even like horses."

That's what I said, Darius laughed so well.

"Kakera!"

"Why not!

"Since when can you do such a shiny thing!? That's how you're playing around!

"Um! I'll tell you what, I'm a serious man. Even my fiancée...!

"Heh? Finally, Darius, you're engaged, too? Which bodhisattva is it?

"Boosetsu?

"Bodhisattva is someone who forgives everything gently."

"You're such a good guy"

"Yes, yes. So, which lady is she?

……

Keeping her fiancée's presence in mind, Darius suddenly silenced.

Could you be shy? That kid hates Darius?

"Tell me. I'm not one of us."

Yeah, we both busted wild strawberries in the back of the school building, smoked honey in the twisted flowers, stepped on our feet in the dance, and kicked our shins. I wouldn't be shy.

When I gritted my stomach with my elbow, I was depressed above this.

At that time, I felt like something white had come through the edge of my sight, between the many faceless people who wore masks.

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