The tailor smiled proudly and called the working children.

The children quickly surrounded me, and in my confusion, I swiftly took off my clothes.

“Hats are not allowed!”

I desperately grabbed my brown hat. The working children looked a bit bewildered but didn’t oppose my words and continued their work.

Before I knew it, I was entirely undressed, like a raw chicken in front of a cutting board.

But I’m wearing a brown hat.

I feel like a total pervert.

For a moment, clothes filled me from top to bottom simultaneously. Behind me, my waist was tightened, and in front, skyblue ribbons were tied around my chest and neck.

“Now, it’s all done. It fits perfectly. But… can you change this hat to this one?”

They handed me a bonnet made of white lace.

“I will. But I will wear it. Will you all go out?”

They retreated, and I took off the brown hat that had covered my head all this time. The hair that had been stuffed inside the hat flowed out.

“It’s hard to stuff it into the hat. I should have just refused.”

I tucked the bonnet under my arm, gathered my hair again. Whether it was because of the sweat from dressing, strands of hair kept sticking to my hands. While I was paying attention to it, the bonnet that was tucked between my arms fell off.

Ugh, so annoying!

I bent down to pick up the bonnet.

At that moment.

“What is taking you so long?”

The thick curtain separating the rooms flung open, and I jumped up in surprise.

“Oh, what’s this. It’s Idrish. I thought it was someone else and got a shock. It’s not good to spread rumors about having red hair everywhere.”

But Idrish did not reply. He just stared at me.

“Idrish?”

I waved my hand in front of Idrish’s face.

“What’s wrong?”

“Ah…….”

Ah? It was the first time I heard Idrish dragging his words like that.

I tilted my head. Is he tired?

“No. I just came looking for you since you were taking so long.”

“They asked me to try it on for size. How is it? It seems to fit well, doesn’t it?”

I slightly lifted the hem of my dress. The abundant pleats rippled like waves.

“I like it much more than the previous dress because it’s brighter. Of course, I don’t mean I disliked the previous one.”

“……Yeah.”

“What’s this, why is it lukewarm? It must not be good.”

Idrish didn’t answer.

Tsk, what’s this. Can’t you just say it suits me?

I got needlessly annoyed over something trivial.

“So…….”

“Forget it. You don’t have to say something you don’t mean. I’ll just wear the hat and go out quickly. Oh right, since you’re here, can you help me with my hair?”

Idrish seemed about to say something, then gave up and came over to me. I gathered my hair.

“Hold it like this. The bonnet is too soft, so it’s uncomfortable to hide my hair neatly.”

I took my hair from Idrish’s hand and put on the hat more easily than before. I was conscious of his touch all the while but concentrated on the hat.

After ensuring that no stray hairs were sticking out, I pressed down the hat firmly.

“Done. I don’t look like a fashion terrorist now, right?”

“……If you’re done, come with me. It’s getting late.”

Idrish said that and left on his own. I watched the curtain swaying after he passed and kicked it with my toes.

So annoying!

(This is a time separator.)

As soon as I arrived at the inn, the raccoon brothers fussed over how pretty I looked.

“I knew you were noble, but you look even more beautiful dressed up like this.”

“Right? Pretty?”

I glanced at Idrish.

See, see, I’m pretty!

“What if a handsome wolf youth in the Lobero territory falls in love with Lady Cecilia?”

Bicuse teased.

“If it’s a young and handsome wolf, I should date him. Who knows? I might meet my destiny!”

“Dates are good. Love is something you need to experience with this person and that person……. ”

While Bicuse was heedlessly advising, Zeros was busy watching Idrish’s expression. Idrish didn’t look pleased at all.
“Ah, it’s not allowed! Cecilia, you must come back to our mansion. What are you saying? Don’t go on a date. All men are wolves, let alone a werewolf, how fickle they must be.”

“Zeros, what are you talking about? Don’t you know that werewolves are known for being domestic and devoted to one mate for life?”

“That may be true, but…….”

Zeros was sweating profusely.

“Everyone seems to be talking nonsense, do you have time to spare?”

Idrish spoke with a scary voice.

Tsk, what’s the matter? We were in the middle of chatting.

“No, we’ll go.”

The answers were gloomy as they followed.

(This is a time divider.)

Just like dawn, we returned to the mansion. There was no choice but to board the train again on a tight schedule.

But at the entrance to the mansion, an unexpected person greeted us.

“Master! Why are you out? Is there a problem?”

Zeros rushed to him as soon as he got out of the carriage. It was rare for Tesmillion to be here at this time.

Tesmillion looked at us, one by one getting out of the carriage, with stern eyes. He seemed angry for some reason.

“The mansion was empty. Only Idrish and Cecilia were supposed to go, so why did you all have to go to Rodrio?”