The once infamous Sharclan soldiers became stronger, and currently, Sharclan had military strength sufficient to face other nations with confidence.

Therefore, the nearby Minasarik Kingdom could not help but be tense. The situation was unpredictable, as they could not know when Sharclan would invade.

In times like these, if the Green Viscount started a war, Sharclan would not miss the opportunity to point their swords at Minasarik.
“The princess has crossed the line, Lishi. Even if it’s not just because of Sharclan, Dielorf won’t handle this matter easily. Even if he handles it easily, I won’t stand idly by. So…”

Kye wrapped his arm around Lishi’s waist and pulled her towards him.

“Let’s go on a date, Lishi.”

+++

Lishi and Kye, dressed in commoner attire after a long time, left the mansion.

They got off the horse just before entering the square, held hands, and walked down the street.

Lishi wore a white shirt with a brown leather vest and pants. She tied her hair back and wore a wide-brimmed black leather hat. But underneath, she couldn’t completely hide her small and pretty face.

The commoners passing by noticed Lishi’s face under the hat with flowing reddish-pink hair, but they all pretended not to recognize and quickly passed the viscount couple.

Sometimes, young men would stop and stare at Lishi’s face, but when Kye glared, they would be startled and quickly leave.

A group of merchants arrived, and the market was more bustling than usual.

Lishi bought a fake mustache made from a horse’s tail from a boy passing by with a basket.

“How is it? If I wear this, no one will recognize me, right?”

Lishi held the sharply trimmed mustache under her nose and asked, and Kye nodded seriously.

“I was surprised. I thought some unknown man was holding my hand.”

“…Why go to such lengths?”

“I almost shook your hand off. You look like a refined man, Lishi.”

“Oh, well.”

It really didn’t suit her.

Lishi attached the fake mustache under Kye’s nose.

“Why does this suit you so well?”

Looking at Kye, who could even make a beard look good, Lishi mumbled.

Kye, noticing Lishi staring at him, narrowed his eyes and said,

“I know. I tried to tease you with this, but I was too handsome, and it confused you.”

“You’re really annoying.”

“But you can’t get mad because I look cool, right?”

“What’s happening, really?”

Smiling, Lishi lightly tapped Kye’s chest.

Unaware to Lishi, the commoners around were watching the lovely viscount couple with pleased expressions.

With the fake mustache on, Kye entered the upscale salon with Lishi.

Salon Le Rite, a salon that catered to wealthy commoners, merchants, and nobles.

Clean and luxurious interior decorations using only white and black, with a band hired by the owner Le Rite playing gentle music.

As they entered, a long bar was visible, where the bartender showed off making cocktails, and the owner Le Rite stood by the grand piano in the center of the salon, listening to the band’s performance.
As Kye and Lishi entered, Lerite, who had been humming along with the music, opened his eyes wide and rushed over.

“Viscount. Viscountess.”

“Oh, Lerite. You can’t do that. My wife is currently disguised as a commoner. She thinks she looks very common.

“Oh…”

Lerite peeked slightly under Lishi’s hat.

Although he had seen her from a distance a few times, seeing Lishi up close like this was a first.

Her petite face filled with perfect features made it challenging to look at Lishi, even though he had dealt with numerous noblewomen.

Despite being concealed under a hat and shabby clothes, Lishi’s elegance did not disappear.

Although he pondered, ‘Does the Viscountess really think she looks like a commoner?’ he soon nodded.

“I didn’t recognize you, Viscountess. I almost chased you away, thinking you were a commoner.”

Lishi sighed lightly and glared at Kye.

“You seem to enjoy teasing me these days, Kye.”

“What are you talking about, Lishi? Do you know what I’m thinking all day long?”

“You must be thinking about teasing me.”

“I spend 24 hours a day thinking about how to make you happy.”

“Your day feels like it’s about 100 hours long. You seem to spend about 70 hours thinking about how to tease me.”

“What about the remaining 6 hours? Don’t tell me you’re bad at math.”

“You also sleep, you know.”

Lishi replied sharply and walked inside.

As Lerite watched her back, he said, “The Viscountess is truly…”

“I can’t say it. It’s too cute to say.”

“What?”

Lerite wondered how Kye’s eyes had changed.

Cute.

Lishi seemed more beautiful and elegant than cute.

Even during wordplay with Kye, there was a sophistication that was not typical for her age.

To Lerite, Kye was an impressive and extraordinary viscount, but being with Lishi made him look like a much younger child.

“Why are you looking at me like that, Lerite?”

“What? What kind of eyes did I…?”

“You’re looking at me as if I’ve become some silly kid without any sense.”

Our Viscount is quick-witted.

“I wouldn’t. I was just envious because the relationship between Viscount Green and the Viscountess seems so good.”

“That might be true.”

Although Lerite wondered why Kye was so excited, he pretended not to notice and led him inside.

As it was a high-end salon for nobles, there were several rooms available for quiet moments.

Kye and Lishi entered the innermost room, and soon Lerite served them wine, thinly sliced bread, fresh cheese, and ham before leaving.

The salon’s room had a long and plush sofa bed on one side, a long table next to it, and chairs on the opposite side.

This was Lishi’s first time visiting such an upscale salon, and she looked around the room with a curious feeling.

Kye sat comfortably on the bed and spoke.
“I like it here.”

“Oh? Why?”

Kye reached out and pulled Lishi’s wrist.

Drawn by Kye’s strength, Lishi plopped down onto his thigh.

He firmly wrapped his arms around Lishi’s waist and kissed her on the neck.

“Well…”

His breath flowed down the back of Lishi’s neck, stimulating her spine.

“Why do you think I would like it?”