Come Here, Tyrant!

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‘There’s still plenty of time left….. If it’s for friendship, Sir Demela will gladly allow it.’

“It’s difficult to go far away. Is it okay to be nearby?”

“Of course. Anywhere is fine.”

“Um. Do you have a place in mind? Or something you want to do or eat.”

“Recommend the things that Annie is most confident about.”

Annie felt subtly moved by Rai’s words as if he believed in herself entirely.

“Okay. I will choose only carefully selected places to show you. I’ll get my luggage and go right away.”

Annie grabs her briefcase, and Rai asks warmly.

“May I hold it for you?”

Annie paused for a moment at the question.

When she lifted her head, she saw sparkling eyes.

She felt a strange aura in his friendly smile as if he was treating a lover.

‘…..No, no way.’

She feels strangely favored by young people. Annie sighed inwardly, wondering if this might be an ax disease*. (It’s actually an idiom that means someone who thinks that everybody falls in love with them without any reason)

Still, she prefers to keep her distance, so Annie cut it off and turned it down.

“It’s fine. I’ll take care of it.”

Annie tactfully went to the Imperial Palace’s dressing room with her luggage in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs building.

‘If Sir Rai walks around now, it’s probably going to attract attention. If he wants to look around comfortably, he has to wear Porcaus clothes.’

“Hello. Can I get a pair of men’s clothes? These are the clothes the envoys who came to visit for diplomatic missions will wear.”

“Oh, isn’t she that smart Lady?”

“Oh my gosh. Lady Dsev, hello!”

The designers of the Imperial Palace’s dressing room, who recognized Annie, were overjoyed. They asked her what else she needed with a kind demeanor.

As they asked the dimensions of the shoes and clothes, Annie fell into her thoughts.

‘Well….. Ready-to-wear won’t fit.”

“He’s as tall as His Majesty. His feet will probably fit His Majesty’s shoe size.”

“Fortunately, I have one piece of clothing left over.”

“Thank you.”

They hurriedly brought a pair of clothes from somewhere. The royal blue uniform was the same design Ejed often wore.

No, it’s just like the clothes he usually wears. Annie asked in a troubled voice.

“Can I take this?”

“Sure. His Majesty said he no longer wears dark clothes.”

“… His Majesty?”

Annie asked puzzledly. It was no exaggeration to say that Ejed is inseparable from dark clothes.

He always wore clothes that looked like he was buried in the dark. However, he wore bright clothes to the masquerade, still.

“He ordered that he will wear bright clothes from now on. Well, I couldn’t give this dress to the Master. Well, it’s a formal dress that he hadn’t worn separately, so you can wear it.”

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“…Ummm.”

Annie, lost in thoughts, nodded her head. Well, this uniform is also a traditional Porcaus robe, so nobles often wear it.

Of course, it was known as his trademark because Ejed wore it all the time.

“Thank you.”

Annie walked with the large robe in her arms.

There was curiosity in her purple eyes.

‘Why was he suddenly looking for bright clothes? Maybe it’s because of the Lady’s taste.’

Ejed was a person who would try hard to show a better side to the lady.

‘Well……it would be a good fit for him.”

Even if it wasn’t, she was about to suggest a bright smile to Ejed, who always wore dull clothes.

‘You’re amazing. You’re doing well on your own now.”

Contrary to her words, Annie’s face darkened a little. She held on to the men’s clothes that felt too heavy for nothing and walked with a full gait.

***

After finishing his work quickly, Ejed, lying in bed, could not close his eyes for even an hour.

A reliable aide came to report in haste. The content was the imperial monster commotion.

Ejed with his upper body half raised, listened to Doher with a serious face.

“…So, some members of the imperial family were aware of Sev’s existence. Of course, I made sure to crack down on it, but…”

While reporting, Doher could not hide his sorry expression.

“I’m sorry. I should have taken a closer look at Sev…”

At Doher’s report, Ejed shook his head. No, he should have brought it himself.

The fact that he is sick or busy is just an excuse. He is the one who decided to take Sev.

Feeling a sense of responsibility, Ejed sighed. It was fortunate that the work ended well with Annie’s help.

Meanwhile, Sev, who had been hiding behind Doher’s shoulder, raised its head secretly. Tears welled up in the big eyes.

From Sev’s point of view, it was as if it suddenly went out and suffered a disaster. Ejed stretched out his arm towards it.

“Sev, I’m sorry.”

“Kiing, kiing, kiing, kiing.”

Seb rubbed its face against Ejed’s hands as if it was sad. Doher looked at the scene and rolled his eyes.

No matter how bad it was, the fact that he had failed His Majesty, who had been coughing.

“Your Majesty. Have you stopped coughing?”

“Yes.”

Ejed hugged Sev and answered in a subdued voice. His throat was still sore, but his coughing had definitely diminished.

His headache, which seemed to break his head, had almost subsided. Doher rejoiced at the master’s improved condition.

“That’s a relief.”

“Is Annie in the Imperial Ministry of Foreign Affairs now?”

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