Volume 4 - CH 6.5

Roroa’s Mistaken Order 

“Oh, drat... What am I gonna do about this?” Roroa muttered. 

It was an unusually warm day in winter, with four days left before the 32nd day of the 12th month (New Year’s Eve). 

In the apparel shop, The Silver Deer 2, which had finally opened in Parnam just a month earlier, Roroa, the former Princess of Amidonia and current candidate to become King Souma’s third primary queen, had a problem. There was a sleeveless, deep crimson dress spread out in front of her. 

“How? How’d it go and turn out like this?” she complained. 

“There’s no ‘how’ about it... It’s your own fault, isn’t it, Lady Roroa?” the handsome middle-aged man who was standing beside Roroa said with a touch of exasperation. 

He was Sebastian, the owner of The Silver Deer. The Silver Deer’s main shop was in Van, but because Roroa, who was one of his best customers, had moved to Parnam, he had left the main shop to someone else to manage so that he could work here. This dress that was causing Roroa such a headache was one he had prepared for her. 

“The tailors made this dress to the exact specifications you ordered, Lady Roroa,” he pointed out. 

“Well, yeah, my l’il joke may have been what caused it...” 

“Not ‘might.’ I can say with certainty that you caused this,” he said. 

“No, no. It should’ve been clear I was just foolin’ around, right?” Pointing at the dress, Roroa exclaimed, “Who’d ever wear an oversized dress like this?!” 

“Oh, enough already!” Roroa slapped her own cheeks to get herself fired up. “I’m not one for stayin’ down. I’ll show ya what Darlin’s smartest fiancée can do when she gets serious! Like when I turned around our loss in the war, I’m gonna find me a use for this monster dress!” 

Roroa had herself worked up and ready to do something, but Sebastian looked doubtful. 

“You say you’ll find a use for it, but what exactly? The best I can think of is taking it apart and reusing the material...” 

Rora pressed her fingers to her temples. “Hrmm...” she groaned in thought. Then, about five seconds later, she clapped her hands, seemingly having come up with something. “I know! Here’s a change of thought, Sebastian! Instead of takin’ apart the dress and makin’ it a size she can wear, we’ve just gotta make it so she can wear one this size.” 

“Hm? But, is it not impossible for her to wear it at this size?” Sebastian asked. 

“If she were wearin’ it as a dress, sure. As a skirt, though, there’re ways it could be done.” 

In the end, Margarita ended up wearing this massive dress in the Red and White Song Battle. 

She absolutely hated it, but the gaudy presentation was a big hit with the people, and over her protests, it became an annual tradition at the Red and White Song Battle. 

Incidentally, when Souma saw Margarita’s giant dress, he whispered, “I thought she was the big boss of the celebrity world, but it turns out she’s the last boss, huh...” 

And so, they all lived happily ever after. (Except Margarita.)