Arthur, who had been taken by his father and had been so tall and ridiculous that he was invited to this night club among the Knights, remembers the strange feeling that some of the venues would become fluffy and bright.

Because it was a sudden night club, the invitee's ladies also looked a little tired.

Really, a warrant whose dress misrepresents a dress worn once in time with the addition of Gotegotte and ribbons and other ornaments, a warrant who is wearing a dress of poor tailored quality no matter what, a warrant who is obviously forced to wear dresses of different sizes, and a seemingly gorgeous nightclub venue even though she was pregnant with heavy air according to the bloody efforts and thoughts of the warrants.

There was only one spot, with soft air.

There were the ladies close to Marion, my sister.

A dress arrived from the Stewart family via the Rotosilt Chamber of Commerce to my sister, who insisted that she really wear knight clothes.

The dress fitted my sister perfectly than the dress she had taken hours to size and make.

If my handsome sister wore that dress, she became a Rin lady.

And now, around my sister, I'm about the same spot, and friends decorated with dresses that suit each of them.

In the middle, Miss Emma of the Stewart family, wrapped in a pure white, clean dress, is unwilling to shake that soft grin.

Don't stand out, it's harder to say.

The difference was historical between the young lady, who was full of creative and tingling without being able to provide all kinds of equipment, and the young lady, who was dressed in a soft atmosphere with tailored dresses that accompanied individual personalities and styles different from the common popular designs, at a nightclub that was a battlefield for the ladies.

Who says all eyes of the venue can stop you from gathering there?

Even if behind it, there was Count Stewart, staring and intimidating from one end to a warrant giving Miss Emma a thermal gaze.

If this is the battlefield, we've already won or lost.

Even though I say the night club hasn't started yet.

"Emma!

And a good cream color that pops into it.

For a moment, everyone's breath stopped.

I panicked to see the Stewart family grinned and thanked their subordinates, and the invitees all over the venue imitate it.

It was Rose Alicia Royal, the Queen of the Side.

Lady Rose's dress has changed for about a year now because it has become a rumor and I have seen her at several nightclubs, but this was the first time I have seen her so close.

Stunning embroidery in light gray on a cream smooth dress.

The shoulders, chest, feet, skin that was sparingly put out until last year are hidden, and the jewels that seemed to weigh heavily are only pearls decorated in the ears.

Clearly, it's a plain dress.

Accessories that are too simple no matter what.

But why is it so beautiful?

To hold the mother of an alumni, it is a little irrelevant and intense.

Even though it doesn't give out any skin, the fabric of the dress isn't a flashy color.

It stands out even if it's hidden, breast implants. It stands out more because you're hiding it, boobs...

Was this person... so beautiful?

Not only Arthur, but a few invitees recognised the beauty of Rose.

"Low, the dress looks too good on you - ooh! Whenever I look at it, it's too beautiful -!

Though tame-mouthed ok after the courtesy of his minister, Emma shrugs away from being an official place and ears just to sound like Rose.

"Well! Thanks. Emma's so cute too!

Gyummy and Rose hug Emma.

Because of the height difference, Rose's busty chest presses against Emma's cheek with the elasticity of happiness. Bliss. I got boobs.

The embrace of the flanking queen and the innocent and dazzling Countess, with her elegant beauty and boobs, also burst into existence a concept that did not exist in this world that said she could not fathom any vibrant nightclub venue and was just a lily lover.

"What a beautiful sight..."

"Meh Goddess and Angel starring..."

"Why? All the time, I want to watch."

"No, I want to watch..."

"No, I want to guess!

"What is this feeling mixed with this mozo, this thrill and cum?

"Dear Rose............ I seem to have misunderstood that one all along"

"Beautiful. Distinguished"

"I can't believe that delicate Emma was so close to Master Rose..."

"Dear Rose...... Absolutely a good man. Definitely."

"Master Emma's smile... Master Rose, absolutely, a good man"

With just one hug with Emma, our own people don't know that Rose's fondness, which was at the bottom of the earth until a year ago and was gradually recovering recently, has increased with rage.

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"Hey... William... this hasn't even started a nightclub yet..."

"My sister... once at a night club, is it a disease that draws everyone's attention or something?

Georg and William compare their surrounding reactions with the two people they embrace with unspeakable familiar expressions. If you're sick... sigh like you gave up no choice.

"Look, Emma, let's go, shall we? I'm here to pick you up!

When Rose happily takes Emma's hand, he urges her to the front of the venue.

"Huh? Huh? Lo?"

"Look, Georg, you, William, Count Stewart,"

On your head for a sudden invitation? Rose is about to take the Stewarts, who line up Mark, further ahead, to the point where they are stage-like.

"Um, Master Rose? This... what the hell?

If the concubine tells me to come, I will have to obey her, but I will see Rose asking her to explain whether Leonardo is here.

"Don't hesitate, 'cause today's night club isn't about the Stewarts"

"" ""............ what???

Untranslated words pop out of Rose's mouth.

"? Your Majesty finally told the Stewarts about the prize last week?

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"............ Ah!

Speaking of which... and Georg remembers something. He covers his mouth with his palm and looks like he's gone.

When the King came to the Stewart family on Georg's head, he stubbornly talked about the prize, which made him stink, and later I got a response from Emma ~ what a fitting thing to say.

Of course, now that I remember, I haven't said anything to Emma either.

"... brother...?

I am not the king who awaits a reply from Emma very much.

This night club, if you look at it all over again, focuses on the big aristocracy with more than the count, and the young and friendly with the three brothers are also invited in the school.

Isn't this a prize-winning siege net?

Ninjas, my mother's imperial business trips, dresses, Leah filled and completely forgotten...... no matter what you think, you can't get away with it.

"Emma... no... reward from Your Majesty... you do something about it"

I know it's impotent, but the ex-common Tanaka family doesn't want any more titles...... no, I can't stand it.

No further territorial expansion…… has no flavour.

Money also... I have already made enough money, so even if I get it, my relationship with other nobles will just be troublesome.

"... what?... brother...? What?"

I can't believe the Tsuke who answered appropriately came around at such a night club of royal castle noble rabbits...

Boulders, Your Majesty. I'm willing to let the Stewarts get their reward.

Yet...... the only card the Stewart family can use is the insane Emma.

"Hey? Brother? Huh? A reward? Huh?"

Emma climbs up the stairs to the stage with Tongtong Tong.

Something's wrong with Georg.

Always is.

We'll find out later.

Ho Len Soo is important.

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