828 660. The courier flaunts his face.

"... no way.

As everyone gathered on the central floor, Val sat at a table a few meters from the last row.

Listening to the glorious music and the frequently heard cheers and drinks, he walked on one leg on the table. Emptying all the liquor bottles, not the jocks, with repeated tongue beatings. Gubbing his throat, I still think it's easy to spend some time without the knights around now.

Sitting on the table and stretching his spine a little, I could see the deep red hair and dress dancing from a distance through the heads of the knights. Seeing Pride's face with a full grin at his dance opponent, he also lost his mind to flee.

When the convocation hung, Leon said, "Aren't you going?" He asked me out, but I refused. To make a scene Sefek and Chemetho wanted to see, they decided to push them to Leon and enjoy a drink alone. I just imagined myself dancing watching and so on side by side with a bunch of knights friendly and throwing up backwards. Val thinks it's enough to look at it from a distance.

I had already emptied five liquor bottles since Pride started the dance, but at last I realized there were no more spare liquor bottles at the table I was sitting at. Raise your heavy hips, knowing it's also a hassle to move. Move to the table, which is lined with the most liquor bottles you have looked around lightly. Whether the knights there had no hands at all, or after the waiter changed to something new, the liquor and food were almost untouched.

On second thought, I recall the position just around where Pride stood before the dance. Before Pride, the knights were completely blind to alcohol and food, so no one reached out despite the most prominent central table.

I tried to get some booze, but before that, now I have eyes on cooking. I haven't got my hands on the meal yet because I've been moving all the tables lined up with booze and jocks. just fine, and he reaches for the big meat before

"Val!"

... Shh, a voice suddenly rang just before.

My hand stops where I was about to go for a corner meal. I looked back to name it too familiar a voice.

In return for why he was here now, the pride that broke the knights' walls in two was rushing towards him. Even Leon and Sefek and Chemetho are there to continue.

To the pride that comes before me, I wondered if the dance was over yet, but the prelude still goes on. I've been telling Sefek for about two meters now, "Hand it out to the Lord!" He shouted, offering one hand gently to Pride without knowing what it meant. If you look troublesome even if you want to carry your luggage, don't let your hair in! and momentum grabbed that hand by Pride.

"Ah?"

"Val, let's dance.

Ha-ha-ha and the next moment, Val, who strips his fangs like a beast, but tells Pride, "Follow me!" If you are pulled, you will walk as ordered, regardless of your will.

They turned their heels and yelled at Sefek, who walked fast in front of them, "What the hell are you working with?" But they ignored.

It was a pride I searched for Val right after I broke up with Harrison, but I never saw him in the audience during the dance. And if Val asked the Sefeks who were alongside Leon, the two people who sparkled their eyes told him where Val was in an instant response. He told me he was drinking at the other table, and Pride, who only had to be invited by a man, was to take himself to his place.

"Fuck the Lord! Do you think I can do that?"

"It's okay. Please suit me.

If you complain but irresistibly go up to the center of Pride and the floor, Val showed rejection from all over his body.

He reversed his throat and his back from the pride from which he drew his hand, causing his facial muscles to cramp without further ado. Even those who did not know about the covenant of slaves found his dissatisfaction to be in their hands.

I managed to make it during the prelude, and Pride verbally said, "This hand goes with me, this one goes on my hips. Stretch your spine," if instructed, giggling...... and moving exactly as you let your body tuck into rejection. I know I can't resist it if I'm ordered to anyway, but I still couldn't help but resist the present situation.

"Shit," he said in a vicious manner, while only appearances will combine securely. To the extent that Chemetho and the others see it, even more so, it is only a spectacle for Val such as dancing in front of his hated royal family and knights. I've never danced in my life before.

Besides, I haven't even properly watched the Kingsguard knights dance until just now because I've been drinking in the rear all my life. Instead of experience, I can only imagine myself being exposed, such as being danced in front of the public, not even remembering a sample. I don't think pride was meant to make me a laugher, but there was still so much anger at her that I could crumble the Great Hall right now by building.

It is only within the power of the person to be commanded by the covenant of servants. It's impossible to tell him to dance but order something he can't do in person. No matter how I fell in that, I was just ashamed of myself.

Then I notice strange discomfort along the way. Without dance experience, Val, who only watched dance in the distance, can't even grasp who it is. Furthermore, it was odd that my surroundings were starting to make more noise than I had come out on the floor.

After the two of them finish their setup, move each face with Giroli and stare at their pride. Val's dissatisfaction still doesn't go away with the pride of saying with a straight eye, "Because if you can match it, you'll be fine" in that eye. If I tried to say what was okay, the prelude was over before that. Loose music began to play and he moved his legs too in a way that was attracted to pride.

Since he has never taken steps, Val looks abominably obnoxious when he is visible to step on his pride feet at such close range. But unlike I expected, little pride tried to move off the spot.

…………

"Hey, are you okay?

I laugh at Val as Pride tilts his neck as he stops complaining.

Even a whispering voice reached his ear well within close range.

Combine as Pride tells you, and you'll just really rock on the song later. Val raised an eyebrow instead of a reply to the flow of rocking only her body on music with little need for steps and little movement from the spot.

Certainly not a problem at all. However, it was questionable in terms of whether this was a dance. Unlike any of the pride dances I just saw flickering. overlapping hands and keeping your body close enough to rub your cheeks together as long as you don't even have the height difference, but this is like

"Aren't we just hugging each other?

"... This is what this is all about. Because it's something that I enjoy shaking into music.

Pride pointing a little lip at Val's words just saying he looks like an idiot.

They said they had no body or lid, and I think Val doesn't know anything about dancing again. Either this one is more for the average person than social dance, but that was naturally something Val didn't get along with either. Pride relieves him of not having a bad sense of rhythm as we rock into music together. I pulled out my shoulder thinking I didn't seem to need to lead any more on this.

That dance, which keeps the body closer than the normal one, from the outside, just seems like a man and a woman are holding each other in harmony. It's another bizarre vibe from when Val shows up if he looks around, shaking his body to fit his pride and taking his feet. Some knights still can't block their open mouths compared to Val and her by blushing at the pride of how they are completely embracing a man. He appropriately laughed at the knights with his nose, feeling better that way than the raw, warm gaze Leon was pointing at.

I reconsider that this place seems more fun to show off to the admirers of pride than to refuse to dance in pride with an order.

"So? What are you going to do, Lord? If it wasn't me, would it be harassment of the knights?

No. And cut a word of Val's.

I glanced softly wondering why the hell that would happen, and Val was already in his usual condition. I also thought I'd embarrass myself by turning my laughter to dare provoke the knight, but I'd also rethink if it was better for the minute I was in a good mood. Ha...... and I sighed to relieve the tension myself before continuing with the words.

"... I just wanted to dance with you too.

Ah? And Val asks back for an unexplained reply of pride.

What? Well, I frowned and in return for my pride, I bumped into purple eyes. The face of pride, which turned straight to itself to show that it was not a lie, was literally as close as it breathed. Tension runs on the knights at a distance that would have been completely touched by the nose tip if it hadn't been for the height difference, where they don't know. Even the Arthurs, who knew the contract of servitude, were bad for the heart.

"Because this dance can dance with you.

…………

To the pride that lurked his voice, Val returned silently.

Pride, who cares not to be answered, turns his gaze toward the audience over Val's shoulder.

I could barely move from the spot, so I could only see it from a distance, but I could see Leon waving like he noticed. A pride that I didn't even know the Vals would attend originally, but a small greed emerged if they were to join. Still at first I also wondered if it would be difficult to pull Val in, who would never have danced. but... that's where I remembered.

"I was wondering if you know these prides, too."

It was a dance with Leon at the celebration.

I thought that dance I danced with Leon would force me to dance with Val too. Pride doesn't realize that Leon dared to dance that dance at the celebration to make Val dance after he had already anticipated it.

Leon, who still looks at the two of them with a heartily pleasant smile, was in a good mood for the two of them who became what he thought they were. Sefek and Chemetho beside him said, "I wish I could see it closer!" "Val, you look so good!" and the two of us alone are thriving. Only the romantic atmosphere was felt firmly from both eyes.

"And... you too"

"I heard enough to rot if you apologize. I don't need any more than that.

Ugh...... Val's refusal stabbed me deeply in my current pride.

Taking the lead, Pride recalls the words he told Harrison again. My gaze dropped when I reflected that it was a burden on Val as well as the knight.

Val is more surprised that he hit Pride harder than expected. What's the matter, you ask, and you get a voice that squeezes out, "No..." There's no way I can say that Harrison made the same mistake again. Raising a single eyebrow to a slightly strange pride, his tongue pounding precedes him next.

"............... Leon's taste doesn't suit me.

Boom, Pride looks up at Val's words whining as he spits out.

I wonder...? Pride tilted his neck as he asked. I look at Val's outfit from top to bottom again to show my doubts. I hardly ever saw it again because I was close, but on the contrary, I even think it looked good on Val.

"Though I think it looks good.

Val struck his tongue a second time at Pride, who said plainly as he showed his outfit with his eyes. I shifted my eyes away from her and just replied, "Not that way" with a face that looked in a bad mood when I breathed out in one breath to offend her. Even though I haven't heard anything about my outfit, I'm frightened through anger at the pride I flatly proclaim in my arms.

In response to Val, I thought you meant Sefek and Chemetho. Pride looked at both of them, but they still look great on both of them. If you try to ask me what's wrong with that outfit, this time before I open my mouth, I'm told, "It's not the Sefeks or Leon."

Pride accidentally squeezed his lips small when he found out he wasn't supposed to see his gaze. Then now sharp eyes were aligned at close range to Pride so as to meet each other from Val's side. Peek at the distance between face and face with only height difference and just slightly reverse jaw. Being pressured by Val is itself accustomed to pride. But...

"I'm talking about Temehe's outfit.

…………!!

Bong, and. Pride turned bright red at once with shame in Val's words.

He pointed out his outfit, which he had finally become unconscious until just now, and his pride shoulders rose terribly. I look at my outfit again with a bobbly red face and lay face down.

From the audience's point of view, I even went out to a knight who suddenly began to tell me if anything had happened to his blushing pride. I wear them wondering if they said something strange just because they are the other person.

"Heh... because I know you don't look great!!"

"That's not the problem.

Desperately lurking his voice, Val exhales fed up in pride still rubbing up and saying back.

If that's not what you mean, what is it, Pride stares at Val with his lips plumped. If I looked up at him as I thought I might step on him on this occasion, extra Val deviated from face to face like he was disgusted.

Val himself doesn't think that pride outfits him. It's the other way around. But I was unhappy about why I was dressed like that at this time of dancing with myself.

When it comes to situations of overlapping hands, hugging each other, and rocking to music, what a shred in a loving nowadays dressed person. He's a kid, originally. He looks extra young to be dressed like that by Pride, who called him a kid. Because of this, I think it would be better if I dressed in a more colorful way.

If the dissatisfaction boiled down to the guts and he said, "You don't have a color," with pride staring at him, now his pride face burned red with anger. Thinking that the dress Ning Lo was originally going to wear was your lineage, I wanted to say it back. But here it is: "It was actually a more colorful dress!" I haven't even lost enough shame to be able to speak.

"Well, is the toco leaving now?

"Extra help!!"

Now I thought about stepping on it, but I remember and stomp on it in front of the knights.

Instead I put my nails up with my hands turning to Val's hips but I couldn't do any damage at all. Instead, he laughs niggardly like he makes a fool of himself for "not bad," and Pride inflates his nostrils. But Pride desperately calms his feelings for Val, who just spreads his grin at close range no matter how angry he is. I don't want to have a fight at the dance because of it.

After exhaling for a long time to exhale the fever, this time there was a real sigh. This man releases his words to Val in a low voice, thinking......

"Honestly, you haven't changed.

"The contents are mutual.

I felt a few sexual harassment remarks again in the way I said "contents," but I will endure there. "Well, yeah," Pride said, wrinkling between his eyebrows as he returned words to the throw. Even if you expose your anger, Val's niya laughter still doesn't go away. Even wondering what I would say anymore would be futile, I realized that I had been completely annoyed by what I was trying to say first. I don't know if you cared, but it's too harsh to make fun of me.

What a complicated feeling and gathering the facial muscles in the center inadvertently gave off a short laugh of "ha". Surprised, Val opens his mouth with a grin again if he puts his shoulders up and down.

"A princess who wants to dance with me as a sinner is about the Lord in the past and in the future.

I didn't dislike those voices at all, and I even sounded proud of Ning Ro's lack of heart.

As Pride rounded his eyes, Val had put his strength into his hands turning to his own hips. I'm attracted all the time and my body sticks perfectly to the point where I can't peek into his face. I think the pride of feeling the feel and pressure of his arm from his hips is like being really embraced.

Rocking unchanged in music, Pride also searched for words in Val, who held himself tight.

"............... don't change.

"... Huh?

Suddenly, a small creaking voice was whispered in my ear.

Pride listens back to his face behind his back and grunts as he chants. I listened. But I couldn't tell right away what it meant. Val lowered his voice again instead of saying it again.

His expression, which leans over Pride's back and moves only his mouth small, cannot be seen from Pride. And I couldn't read the look on his face that was annoying from the audience's eyes.

"I'm worried sick about Temee, I don't need to blame him,... he's a kid. Temee is good.

The low voice seems to roar low and hard to hear. Still, a voice crawls up into her ear that wields to the core of her pride.

I felt that voice, which seemed threatening and had no hegemony, sounded somewhat gentle, and my pride made me harder. So good, I was now saved wonder by what they said.

"... Temehe is good.

A low voice was chanted in his ear that reached the bottom of the earth, and his back trembled without accumulation.

Not uncomfortable. However, I felt something like an adult hue from Val's voice, which I couldn't even see my face again, shaking my body from the back of my ear. Val laughed one at the reaction when he found out with his tight body that the tremor of pride was literally in his hands as well.

After telling him, Val, who won't say anything for a while, didn't loosen his arms either, instead of being grown up. I feel his warmth blurring across the dress as I rock into the music. To the music and its warmth, Pride also opened his mouth as he nearly slept. Speak words in a voice restrained to whisper only to him.

"Thank you, Val.... you too. You're the nicest one right now.

As I said, there was zero laughter in the mouth of nature and pride.

Though I find it angry, I still sincerely think that there are many parts that can be saved because he is like this, as well as fascinating parts.

Val caught his breath rubbing against Pride's words as he leaned down and opened his eyes. If my shoulders rose visibly, I was now forced to force my arms to turn from pride to my hips so that I could wrap each of them.

and tightened, eating and tying his back teeth to a different feeling than when he was nailed up. I restrained myself from putting any more force into my arms as I leaned down.

As silence continued and we were rocking into music without saying anything to each other, the music gradually came to an end. I soon realized it by ear. Pride calls me to wake up again with a whispering voice: "Val, it's time to end this".

Raise the face Val was nagging at that voice of Pride as if she really woke up now. Just quietly loosen the overlapping hands as I recall. Away from Pride's hand, one free hand slowly stretches into her deep red hair as it is.

Pride shuddered unexpectedly at the feeling of that hand tearing his shoulders off his back, shoulders off his neck, and hair as he crawled. Still not willing to thrust it away, on the contrary, if I could add more strength to the arm holding him, I could hear him laughing again with only his breath in his ear. As it was, his arm carefully paid off the deep red of pride, and he glanced at the noose with his finger belly.

"... has it disappeared?

Bosoli, and I quickly realized what Pride was referring to in his boringly squeaky voice.

If you return "yes" with a surprising, less flippant voice, now the big palm will mop and confirm the whole thin neck of pride as well. I understand that he is still searching for those swear marks to confirm his neck muscles with care.

Already, nothing left by Val had disappeared more than ten days ago. It didn't take that long to disappear, either, because pride, which was not directly on the wound but also treated by the special abilities, had also increased the healing power of the entire body.

Now it's disappearing so beautifully that I don't even know where the marks are. As Pride stood still on Val, who mocked his neck, he smashed his tongue and then pulled that hand in. Keep it up, lay it on your hands of pride left empty again.

─ Shit, moments.

Around, Pride's body turned away.

Val suddenly leaned forward and his pride body turned back heavily because he defeated the center of gravity with his hips supported. Grasp one hand off Val's hips to his back neck and force it on the fingers of the opposite hand gripped to his feet biting the floor as he collapses. There was no strain on the posture itself because Val was firmly supported in the hips with his arms, but he felt almost like he had fallen on his back except for his legs.

It's time for the audience to make a scene. The meaning of "wait a minute" is stronger, not cheer. It's like Val grabs and supports the fallen pride, or it looks like Val is pushing the pride down. It's definitely a mouth-watering flow if it's between lovers, but to the First Princess, that's only a case. Several of the knights put up their weapons for real.

But without worrying about the targeted killer, Val peeks directly at Pride. With only a few centimeters between his face and his, Val laughed invincibly everywhere.

"Again, shall I put it back on?

What?! and pride unintentionally raises his voice short.

Suddenly he turned his back, whispered by Val, who glowed black with backlight from the lighting, and easily imagined what look he was wearing even if he couldn't see his face with just a delightful voice.

Pride's blood caught me wondering if I was going to array in front of the audience. It is difficult to be made in front of the Chivalry Chiefs, which are various and exciting meanings and places in their vows to the boulders. Within that thought, Val's face, which was originally close, approached. Oh, hey, I tried to say wait... but I'm too anxious to put it into words well. And...

"... someday.

As soon as he was released with a chanting voice, a short breath was blown on his neck muscle.

I scream "Hiaahhhh?!" without much surprise. His neck muscles were tickled with breath with his confused head, and his pride, which turned his back from himself greatly, was like a fish on a slab. At the next moment, I panicked for the fact that I had raised my voice and took my hands off Val to hold my own mouth, but after I had already wooden spirit.

If you look around with your eyes black and white, the knights will be surprised. Val blew out his pride as his face turned red or pale for raising his weird voice with one arm.

Hi-hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha I also didn't realize Pride until I could stand on my own feet that the song was over at some point.

I don't know if I should be ashamed of myself for raising my stupid voice, apologizing to the knights I set up, or angry at Val for being a weird prank and teasing me.

Pride was slightly teary-eyed as he dropped his gaze pretending to make sure his dress wasn't wrinkled. It was an "embarrassing" choice to sum up the emotions of the current mess and come forward.

Val grinned and stroked Pong's head of pride as he leaned down with his face red with his mouth squeezed. If I decided that everywhere I was totally ridiculed for being treated like a child, and looked up with a connected eye,... I could lose my temper to be angry too.

"... I'll stay forever.

To Val's expression laughing softer than I've ever seen before.

What really caught me was an instant, and when I rounded my eyes, I was already laughing with my usual bad face.

And when he let go of his hand, which he stroked to grasp my head and the head of my little pride, he put his face closer again. And when she whispered to her little ear, "If anything, get in the bed," her pride rose up and down her shoulder, so much remark and a low voice.

If you hold onto the whispered ear by accident, Val slapped Pride's shoulder at the end, laughing at Kerakera. I don't take her hand as it is, I don't even meet the audience and go down the floor alone.

One pride lingered in the center of the floor looking at his back heading in the direction of Sefek and the others. What a exit like him she thinks. I was more relieved that Val could not be suppressed by the knights for disrespect than for throwing away manners and being left behind.

I don't know what his sincerity is, but I just understand from every word he says that the vow of "obsession" wasn't a symbol of hatred or resentment towards himself for him. In the covenant of slavery he does not lie to pride. And most importantly, the words "someday" and "I'll stay forever" were so sweet.

Pride laughed small on its back, thanking Val for somehow dating the dance to the end. While stroking the sprayed neck, I'm sure that "vow" was his kindness, too.

Listening to the prelude by ear, Pride once again rushed his next dance opponent to the audience. The knights panic to punish the first princess for the way she keeps the dance party going again as if nothing had happened. He reached out to the First Princess again with a hand holding the weapon he tried to erect to Val, entrusting him with a glimmer of hope.

"Hey, did you enjoy it?

Val glanced at Leon, waving small with a smooth grin, from the front. Next to that, Sefek and Chemetho said, "Last how?" "I looked great!," he says.

The knights who were surrounded by the way the first prince and two children of the kingdom of Anemone welcomed them also solved the problem. But I glance lightly at a number of manners violations.

In response to Leon and Sefek and the others raw, Val zeroed out the flaw, saying it was better than his raw warm gaze earlier. But if the next moment rings from another direction again, the attention of the knights will go that way as well. The cheer and praise echoed that Pride had finally taken the hand of a knight who was neither a Kingsguard nor an associate.

If Val turned his eyes to be fished too, he was a knight like he'd never seen before. A knight was going up to the center of the floor to lose his lid so that he could not believe that his face was bright red and his hands were taken by Pride.

"I knew you were right to come dressed up, right?

Goddamn it, Val raises an eyebrow at Leon, who ears at Val.

I heard him roaring about how far he had calculated, but Leon only gave it back with a smooth grin. I don't even think I was leaping in to make myself and my pride dance. Leon shut up, thinking that if they found out about it, they would surely not be able to drink with me for a week.

Val, who could also back off again, was somehow unwilling to leave the scene. He says he's surrounded by knights, but now he stops pulling on the spot. He rocked his upper body lazily with Gragra as he stood on the spot in such a way as to date Cefek and Chemetho.

Watching Pride dance blurry and boring, I realize that I still have the heat and feel of Pride all over me. It also moved to her perfume because it had always been intimate. Zero tongue over the scent of flowers far sweeter than Leon's perfume, but still I don't think it smells bad. To the marks I had my pride in this hand, I don't think the dance was bad either.

If you go back there, there's some untouched food on the table, and some booze. I don't feel at all comfortable retreating while I know that in my head.

I'd rather keep her warmth in my hand now than hand grabbing the dish.

I'd rather be intoxicated by this sweet, lukewarm fragrance now than asking to be soaked.

He put his arms around him to hide what he thought had happened, and he glanced at him.

I spared only a little that I had to stop where I was going to re-mark my neck muscles because of the contract.