Chapter 23: 23 22. Escape from farce

"... Darya?

Unfortunately, I heard a voice I remember.

I felt good and abandoned my name was number one in the rankings of guys I didn't want to see.

I open my eyes and look at this one as if I were frightened.

Darya decided not to notice and finally missed her gaze.

"Mr. Darya!

It wasn't Tobias who came running over with his voice, it was just a little animal-like girl.

Fluffy hair with bright honey color, soft brown eyes slightly down.

The tall is low and the skinny limb is likely to become more asylum-seeking.

The makeup loosened, slightly obnoxious face is cute enough to catch the gaze of the men walking around.

"I'm sorry! I hurt you. I've always wanted to apologize..."

"It's not Emilia's fault! I'm sorry."

The surrounding gaze flashes this way simultaneously. Darya's mood discomfort index went up all at once.

Why don't you just pretend you don't know?

Why bother doing it here?

My feelings don't move at all to the girl who nods her eyes and apologizes. I don't even know if I'm interested.

"I'm so sorry that you let Mr. Dalya destroy your engagement because of me!

"Because it's over."

I apologize, but isn't this more in the style of putting it into words, explaining and promoting it around me, and coming through the wounds? Seems serious.

"I'm so sorry... please, forgive me..."

"Darya, don't blame Emilia. Do it."

10 characters a sentence of 'Because it's over' to which Darya replied.

I would love for you to tell me where you blamed this.

You can write anything on a paper dedicated to your thesis back in high school and have it explained in detail.

It doesn't seem like there's any point or need for me to be taken time by these two, but I have trouble annoying Wolfe. I found him back when I thought about it that way while I was down.

Not only Tobias and Emilia, but the gaze around them, against him walking from behind Dahlia, drifts off softly.

I can't help it because it's not so much a glance, it's so beautiful that it takes away my gaze and my voice.

The owner inquired, from behind, in a whisper that only Dahlia could hear.

"Untrained?

"Not at all"

I gave it back with a short, minimal voice.

"... Miss Dalya. If you're breaking your engagement, you're alone now."

Wolf stood directly beside Darya and suddenly changed his tone.

With a smile reminiscent of the paintings being sold, the atmosphere turned into a frigid prince of the play at once.

"A heartfelt thank you to the Goddess of Fortune. I had asked Miss Dalya to dine with me for a long time, but I was sorry she never took it. I am so glad to see you again today when I am alone."

A unique rhetoric, on top of the sugar confectionery, a voice too sweet, like plenty of honey.

Darya's face pulls, her spine cools as much as she wants.

"Darya, what about you?

Tobias frowned and asked.

I thought there would be no more memories of me being called away by my name, or any muscles to be asked of my attendees, but Wolfe answered before I could answer.

"My name is Wolframe Scalfalot and I belong to the Knights of the Royal Castle. And you?"

"Eh."

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Darya swallowed her voice more surprised.

What is the inferior nobility?

Speaking of Scalfalotto, isn't it the Count House famous for its resistance to water magic, which is responsible for everything from the demonic stone supply of water to the purification of water in the King's capital?

Both Tobias and Emilia had their expressions completely consolidated.

"Ha, I'm so sorry! My name is Tobias Orlando. I'm from the Orlando Chamber of Commerce."

"Wow, my name is Emilia Tarini. Reception at the Orlando Chamber of Commerce."

"Really?"

Wolfe just said one word back, and all he had to do was speak to the two of us, and he couldn't even get it into his sight.

I just gracefully walk to Dahlia and offer her that palm.

"Miss Dahlia. I'd like to change the air, too, and would you mind joining me at the recommended store? We have so much to talk about."

The meal is only about two-thirds over, but it is a farce invitation to escape because of it.

On the hand offered in perfect motion, Darya lay her hands without hesitation.

"Yeah, I'd love to"

Wolfe's hand was warm.

"Thank you for earlier"

Just a short walk out of the store, Darya thanked Wolfe.

"No, I don't need any thanks. Because I just wanted to cut that place up. It's just, with my response earlier, can I ever be at a disadvantage in your work or your life? If any."

"No, not at all. I'm just surprised they even said so much"

"But I didn't lie to you. I asked him out for a drink at the castle gate, but he flushed it. When the carriage came, I said," I want to see you again. "

When the carriage came from behind, he couldn't hear the young man's words: 'I want to see you again'.

As for Darya, who was thinking the same thing, I was a little happy about it.

"Sorry, I didn't hear you in the rain. And I'm sorry I decided to fool you like a man..."

"I'd like to ask for all that guilt without it. If I'd known you were a woman then, I wouldn't have bathed in the water, I'd have hurt my good eyes, I wouldn't have been able to taste the meal, and I wouldn't have been able to drink white wine."

Wolfe stopped, frowned a little and looked at Dahlia.

"It's just that... would I have forced you to go out with me when I wanted to be alone?

"No, because it was just a meal. Even when it comes to divorce, it was decided between the fathers, because, before marriage, he found 'true love'"

"'True Love' … it seems completely incomprehensible to me"

"Me, too."

Nod only once to a voice that doesn't hide Wolfe's twitch.

In the world, something called 'true love', which is claimed in these ways, is largely repugnant.

"It makes sense, there's no untrained at all."

"Yeah, not at all"

"I'm glad you didn't file your marriage papers."

"Yes, I've already sincerely thought about it"

Darya could say with a genuine laugh as she nodded.

"Honestly, I just felt like a delicious drink got in the way. I haven't talked to him yet, and I haven't had enough to drink, so if you'd like, would you hang out with another house?

Men who aren't even close, and nobles.

If Darya had ever been, she probably would have said no, even if she wasn't engaged.

When I was about to get slightly upset, my desire to talk more kicked up my back.

Give him a good face and answer Wolfe.

"Yeah, I just didn't eat enough either"

They started walking again and, as I recall, let go of the hand that was connected.

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