Chapter 90.1

Yurina looked at Reynard, who was frowning disapprovingly, and asked again:

“Why? You said it’s pretty. Is it not?”

‘Did you lie to me?’

But he quickly shook his head, as if he understood her question.

“No, it’s pretty. It’s pretty and beautiful…”

“Then what is the problem? Is it because the style is old fashioned?”

To be honest, this dress was a little different from the dresses popular these days in the social world.

The lace embellishments at the neck and the backs of the hands were dusted with pearl powder to make it softly shiny, but the dress was somewhat monochromatic. It was definitely a departure from the current trend of using colorful jewelry for the ultimate in luxury.

So, if Yurina wears this dress to the party, he will be talked about for a long time.

However, Yurina didn’t think the reaction would be negative. After all, this dress is worn by a member of the Carthia family. Moreover, it was a dress with history, and inherited from the Marchioness.

But when did Reynard care about fashion at all? He lacked knowledge in aesthetics compared to his superior physical and magical abilities.

“No. Everything is beautiful, and it suits you…”

Raynard spoke carefully, looked at Yurina’s dress again, and sighed.

“Never mind. You can wear it. If you like it that way, I’ll like it too.”

“Do you really like it? But the main character of that party is you, not me. If you don’t like it, I’ll wear another one.”

Yurina was really ready for this, it wasn’t empty words. She considered wearing the dress she had inherited from Marchioness Carthia one day, but it didn’t have to be an upcoming party.

As she had already said, this evening was arranged for Reynard. Yurina could order not only a new dress, but anything he wanted.

However, unlike his recent tense look, Reynard was now holding Yurina’s hand and smiling happily.

“I really like everything. And I like that dress.”

Yurina looked into his face and tried to read his thoughts. But there were no more signs of irritation on him.

‘Is it really okay?’

It left a bad aftertaste. But now, since they said that the dress was pretty, Yurina would be embarrassed to change the design. Yurina then called out to Mrs. Anderson, who was waiting outside the door.

Mrs. Anderson stepped inside and bowed her head. Marchioness Carthia hired her after Lady Lauren’s incident in the past.

Who knows, maybe she simply didn’t pay attention, or because the dislike for red eyes in the Empire disappeared, but Mrs. Anderson’s expression didn’t change much at the sight of Reynard.

Yurina looked at Mrs. Anderson, who was smiling softly, and then asked:

“I’d like my dress to match his outfit. Do you have any ideas?”

Mrs. Anderson took the sketchbook that Reynard had been looking at some time ago and marked one or two options for Yurina.

“My lady’s dress is modest, so I think we can make Mr. Reynard look a little more glamorous.”

“It’s okay to be flashy, not a little.”

“I think it would be okay to be modest.”

But Yurina protested:

“You are the main character. You have to stand out.”

It wasn’t just a party, it was a party hosted by the imperial family itself. Both men and women will come in colorful clothes to stand out from the crowd. If Reynard dresses modestly, even the main character won’t be noticed.

‘However, Ray’s face alone will attract attention’.

Yurina looked at Reynard’s face and nodded in satisfaction. Despite the fact that he was casually dressed in a summer shirt and trousers, and his hair was tousled in all directions, Reynard’s smile still made him stand out from the crowd.

Even if you send him to the evening in this form, you can safely say that he will get a lot of attention.

However, Yurina couldn’t be satisfied with that alone.

Right now, the existence of ‘Beatus’ is receiving attention in the Empire, but among the nobles, there must be some who regard Reynard, who was born as a commoner. In fact, some people said how red eyes could be a symbol of a goddess.

If presented in the best light, evil tongues can no longer openly criticize Reynard, who was raised by the Carthia family and graduated from the Royal Crohn Academy.

It would be nice to click on their nose in advance so that they don’t make noise in the future.

Luckily, Reynard didn’t mind Yurina’s comments. Yurina and Reynard chose one of three styles recommended by Mrs. Anderson, with colorful embroidery.

The reason was that the embroidery was glamorous, but not too provocative, except for lace or jewelry.

“Then I will take measurements.”

Ms. Anderson wrote down Yurina’s demands on a notepad and approached Reynard with a tape measure. Raynard, who had previously been standing with a smile on his face, suddenly backed away with a stiff face. Mrs. Anderson moved closer in bewilderment, but he retreated again.

At the obvious refusal, Mrs. Anderson’s face showed embarrassment. Sensing the awkward atmosphere between the two of them, Yurina signaled to Betsy.

“Betsy, can you help me?”

“Yes, yes? me?”

Betsy looked into Mrs. Anderson’s eyes in amazement. Yurina walked right up to Mrs. Anderson and cautiously extended her hand.

“Sorry. Betsy has been on Ray’s side since he was little, so I thought it would be more comfortable, would that be okay?”

Even though Yurina apologized, Mrs. Anderson couldn’t say anything else. She nodded, handed the tape measure to Yurina, and stepped back.