Chapter 289: 289 288. Dress matching and Marquise

On the day of the revelation, Darya was invited to Jildo's mansion in the morning.

I was not comfortable with the fact that the common man himself was going to the Marquis, but Ivano followed me as vice president of the Chamber of Commerce.

Jildo's mansion, invisible in the aristocratic quarter, was a little old-fashioned and calm.

Black roof, slightly white strong gray wall.

Is it because the windows are smaller and there are decent rain doors made of metal to adjust the temperature in the room?

The thick doors with both doors are very unlikely to be opened by themselves. On the other hand, I was worried about what I would do when I felt like a nobleman, a fire, etc.

And it was behind the third floor that Guru was passed past the hallway and stairs. It is quite a large room.

Waterproof cloth for the front of the carriage is likely to be added without breaking it.

"Welcome to the Deals family. My name is Tirnala Deals."

The name of the woman putting together a watercoloured dress close to white had already been heard from Ivano.

Marquise of Deals, wife of Zildo.

He had lower back, slightly plump, golden bright brown hair and deep tea eyes than Dahlia.

The way you talk seems a little slow, very gentle and calm - very rude to say, but I feel like I've inverted Jildo's nervousness.

"My name is Darya Rossetti from the Rossetti Chamber of Commerce and I am a consultant with the Demon Crusade Unit. Thank you very much for making this a place to reveal yourself."

"Chairman Rossetti, please feel at home with your relatives and make yourself comfortable - that being said, it's the first time, it's only natural to be nervous."

Tirnala said so, laughing gracefully with her thin red lips.

"When I first revealed it, too, I postponed it due to abdominal pain"

"I think that's... that's very kind of you."

It is the revelation of a high-ranking nobleman's lady. It would have been much bigger than today and had many participants.

Normally, revelations are teenagers. You must be nervous and also have stomach aches.

With sympathy, Tirnala slowly approaches herself and then spreads an ivory fan across her mouth.

"I ate too many limited-time treats, my dress got tight, and I drank a bunch of 'medicines to make the streets better'. So the revelation was postponed... with the woman's passion, but I didn't tell my father. I've doubled my mother's manners."

In a soft whisper, you manage to laugh and make a serious face.

Seeing as Ivano seems to wonder, he hasn't heard the content.

But I don't feel like I should even explain it later.

"Now let's start matching dresses. I enjoyed choosing my daughter's dress so much."

The back of her chest chilled slightly to her, loosening her deep tea eyes and cheering for real pleasure.

Did the mother of this world ever think about her own clothes, which are her daughters? - Tirnala asks herself in a soft voice when she thinks about something stupid because of the tension.

"Chairman Rossetti, because of this opportunity, may I call you Mr. Dahliya?

"Oh, yes! Absolutely."

"Then call me Till, too. Well, feel free with your relatives' aunts."

The opponent is the Marquise. I'm definitely not the one who can talk to you comfortably.

But I'm thankful you're paying attention like this.

"Ivano, I'll let you bring your tea to your usual room. You've seen it in a pile of books."

"Thank you, Master Till. Let me sweeten your words."

Ivano, a man, stands by in a separate room.

I've only been in and out of Jildo's mansion many times, and I've already exchanged words with Till intimately.

I want you to divide that extra space and your social skills.

"Darya, do you have a preference for corsets when they are loose?

"Yu, please loosen up"

Dalya moved into a separate room with Till, nervously.

From there he moved to a separate room with no windows and was quickly stripped of his clothes.

The first thing I wore was a slippery white silk underdress. On top of that, tighten the corset.

I should have had it loose size, but it's pretty tight because I'm unfamiliar with it.

"What about this one? One more fist, though."

I can't give it back to a maid who says so with a smile, 'It's going to come out of her mouth'.

"I'm unfamiliar, so please, this is about it," Till answered weakly, guessing, loosening me a bunk.

That was really helpful.

Then I finally got to put my sleeve through the dress.

What was available was a deep wine coloured dress.

Slightly brighter in colour than the dance shoes I had received earlier, the same coloured laces that cover my neck and shoulders flutter and shake.

Very elegant design with little exposure and no antiquity.

Standing in a dress, have the fabric adjusted on your back side.

Fortunately, it seemed loose enough cloth. It is a relief.

During this stitch, she wore her original clothes and dined with Till.

It was in the form of snacks and sweets for the tea party, which would be a consideration to keep Dahlia from getting nervous.

So unexpectedly, a flower blossomed in her and the magic guide story.

It begins with loudspeakers and heating appliances at the Wangdu Opera House and goes as far as talking about planting a breeze cloth (Auratello) under the dress.

By the way, the Deals family's most popular magic guide is The Hot Seat Table.

The maid of residence has a hot table in her room, which is very popular. What a delightful story.

It should be noted that 'When I placed it in the bedroom, my husband (Jild) brought in the paperwork as many times as he said it to see it, so the hot seat tabletop in the bedroom was banned from paperwork. The promise of removing the thermal table once broken is described as paperwork and affixed to the wall' in an aristocratically graceful translation into words.

I struggled not to make tea.

After a long tea party for the two of us, the preparations for the unveiling began in earnest.

Nevertheless, Darya is almost just standing still.

The maid and the dresser make up and hairstyles, as well as nails, noodles and details.

Makeup has a small number of colors, but firmly, the hair was tied up glossy even without hair accessories.

So I tightened my corset again and put my dress together.

Thankfully, the dress was much lighter than it looked.

Perhaps the magic of lightening has been added.

The gardener told me to make a slow turn once, and Dahliya circles around on the spot.

The hem of the dress fluttered wide and circled nicely. Kind of fun.

In my previous life, it seems a little more plain than the aristocratic balls I've seen in the movies, but when I dance, my hem widens and becomes very glamorous.

It's the clothes that make the move - I know exactly what Lucia used to say.

"You are truly beautiful, Mr. Darya. It was worth getting lost."

"Very nice dress, thank you......"

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Darya thanks Till, who laughed so low her eyes.

I wish I could say something more attentive, but I can't get the word out.

It's too much for me. How much on earth is this dress?

As soon as possible, I don't know what to give back. I'll have to talk to Ivano later.

"Those gold earrings look great on you, too."

When they said that by putting everything together, I managed to thank them, so I gave them my best.

Wolfe, who gave me snow crystal patterned earrings, hasn't returned from the expedition yet.

A letter arrived yesterday from Grate, the head of the Demon Crusade Squad.

Although Randolph was injured and recovered, Wolfe was said to be turning to support as a red armor (scarlet armor).

It's my job, naturally.

If Wolfe is safe with the team, that's fine.

Though I can't tell you that I'm not sorry I'm not here today, even if my mouth is torn.

I see myself in a large mirror on the wall, because of my makeup and my dress, looking as if I were someone else.

In the words of previous life, it would be exactly 'costumes for horses too'.

I think Wolfe wanted me to see this - I'm sure it must be my selfishness.

With dusk, the nobles attending the ball began to arrive.

Women in glamorous long dresses in red, blue, silver and multicolored. Glossy men in black, blue, dark ash and blue tuxedos. Each dressed somewhere with his partner.

I looked at the roster and knew, but I also needed a pair between men and women.

Tuxedos of the same type in black and blue, dresses of different shapes with the same scarlet gradient and this one was also a stylish outfit.

I must have been very happy to have Lucia.

On the way from the front door to the great hall, in a facial showcase like a room with no walls, Darya stands between Jildo and Till. Ivano stands obliquely behind himself, as a squire.

And Dariya exchanged greetings with the gorgeous invitees passing by.

Most of them are just simple names and the "thank you for inviting me" to Jildo, to myself, and the "Congratulations on the Reveal" as it should be.

I learned the names of the participants on the roster, but I'm not sure I can match the names with the faces.

In doing so, Leone, the head of the commercial guild, advanced Gabriella, behind which Osvaldo escorted the Third Lady Hermelinda.

Honestly, I'm relieved by the face I see.

Is it because of my nervousness or is there something wrong with it that I'm just a little surprised at the same and then seen with an obviously sympathetic look (kao)?

Darya managed to keep greeting her with a smile as she wept a cold sweat.

The people-wave finally ended and Darya exhaled unnoticed by the Jildos.

Unfortunately, Wolfe didn't make it, apparently.

Disclosure balls have decisions that are not usually made.

The revealing woman can only dance with the first one who exchanges greetings and with the one who will represent her father.

They say it means protecting the revealing woman from the jumping male aristocrats.

Too bad I can't dance, but I can't help it.

More than that, I still don't get back from the expedition, I care about Wolf and the crew being safe.

"I hear additional news has just come to Grate. I'm gonna ask you something."

Zildo said low and walked out, as if he had seen through his worries.

And just next to Till, the maid whispering something.

The water sensed the problem with the invitees in the words that the hair sounded faint.

I hope nothing happens, but there's nothing I can do right now.

Till told the house escort to stay with Dalya and went past the hallway with the maid.

"Nice to meet you, President of the Rossetti Chamber of Commerce"

Unexpectedly, a bright blonde young man has smiled and greeted her.

In that face, neat as a doll, it is said that he is of the Earl's house. However, in the introduction that follows, I have a surname that comes to mind but I don't have a name.

"My father came as a surrogate because of a sudden cold. Really beautiful… I think I have to thank God for the good luck I've seen"

It returns the gavel quite a bit, but the distance is one step closer than those who have done so far. And the lip service is long.

The pair of women, a little behind, are silently lowering their gaze a little. If the conversation is prolonged, it will surely be out of hand.

I'd like to cut it up, but what did you say when this happened?

"Oh, Dr. Dalya, you're still here!

In a loud voice, the surroundings look back.

An old man in a tuxedo came at an unexpected speed with prosthetic legs.

"Dear Berniege,"

"My niece's daughter is here, I want her to say hello. Oh, Lord Zildo has your permission."

When he smiles and stands next to him, he starts talking quickly about his niece, who is married to the northern Viscount family.

It's like you haven't noticed anything about the youth.

As a result, it was to be moved with Berniege as it was.

Darya told the young man, excuse me, and walked out worried about the hem of the dress.

It should be noted that Darya did not notice, but behind it, Jildo, who had finished the conversation, was walking over to the youth to be replaced with Berniege.

The young man, who was unnamed and called by his full name, looks back in advance.

There, the host of the day, the Marquis Princess, stood with a very good smile.

"Do you have a cold? When I saw you at the royal castle yesterday, you seemed very well."

"Well, suddenly..."

The grin on his mouth was also said as it was, and the youth clouded his words.

"Right. Then tell your father when you leave." Absence is fine for next week's budget meeting. Get some rest. If you need a longer cure, I'd love to help. "

"Yes -"

The blonde manages to return the acknowledgement.

I was represented today by order of my father.

On my own behalf, I was talking about connecting my face with the chairman of the Rossetti business.

Fortunately, you're good at getting close to women. Not a numb or anything, but to the extent of speaking - I got that light-hearted feeling.

There she was, a red-haired woman who looked very nervous and scuffy everywhere.

I heard he was the chairman of the dealer's business, but I felt like I couldn't leave him alone, so I stuck close and talked to him.

But apparently, it turned out very badly.

Apologize or excuse me - my face, lost looking for words to keep going, turns blue instantly.

Sliding through the side of it, Zildo walked away without a glance (the best).

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