At the open door, Loki stood prostrate and slender with his hands crossed under his stomach.
　Her formal empire dress, a large ribbon that arrived at her waist, shelving her like a feather.
　A jeweled choker that shone a soft light back at her neck.
　On her slender arms she wears white opera gloves.
　The thin heels must be the reason he looks a little taller than his usual Loki.

　The servants behind him had a small smile on their faces and their eyes were downcast. Only the feeling of contentment that seemed to come after doing their best work seemed to meet their pride.

　The dress was wide open at the back, and Loki looked a little complicated for that as well.

'It suits you well,'

　 It was only after the voice was uttered that I understood what Ars had mouthed. Even if it's a moonshot, the vocabulary is impossibly limited in this world. If that was the case, then perhaps the moonshine word was still the best.
　So much so that it could not be withdrawn.

　Loki slowly walked into the room, raising his gaze.

'Thank you, Al.'

　Ars nodded his head slightly at the sudden words of thanks. However, seeing the servant's unchanging attitude behind it, he somehow guessed. If so, though, it could be that Linneh had made a little trick behind the scenes.

''Is it good? I received such beautiful clothes........''

　After knowing everything, Loki tells Ars(...) his thanks. Of course, this outfit was prepared by Ars in advance.

"It's good, and it's true that it looks good on you.
Al has never looked better.
Yeah, sure.

　With a smile, Loki grinned and grabbed the sleeve with his hand to stretch the wrinkles of the clothes so that he could straighten the collar of Ars with a smile. It's not a bad idea to have a good time, but it's a good idea to have a good time.

　Still, in the end, though, Ars eventually opens one of the buttons at the neck.

'Does it bother you?'

　Loki knew immediately what Ars was talking about. It was his own thing, and besides, it was a complex for a woman. It hadn't bothered him in the past, but it was still an embarrassment to be by Ars's side.
　An old scar running from her shoulders to her back.

　As a mage, it was probably a wound he should be proud of. Still, the women around him are all beautiful girls who don't seem to have a single scar on their bodies. But even if he could heal them, Loki couldn't give an immediate answer.
　This wound is not a medal as a magician, but rather a proof to Loki that he has been chasing after his back. So perhaps the scars are a link from the past to the present.

　He asked, "Does it bother you?" and could only give a vague nod. It was nice to be able to dress like this as a woman, but it meant that she would be seen as a normal woman, at the end of the day. Not as a magician........

''--Hyah!

　Loki, his back turned upside down, quickly grabbed hold of Ars's clothes as he clung to them as quickly as possible.
　This was caused by Ars's fingertips tracing the scars.

'I think that's part of Loki's charm.
Al, I understand, all right?

　Tsu~ and Ars's fingertips traced his back. The subtlety of force, like touching or not touching, was clearly a prank.
　Loki felt his entire body relax, and when a sweet breath escaped from his body, Loki turned his gaze in protest to Ars with all his energy and thinly floating teary eyes.

　As if unconsciously doing so, Arus reacted with a huff and instantly mouthed a joking apology, "Sorry," he said.

　Loki, who took a big breath, straightened his posture while dizzy and shot a sharp look at Ars with a sharp gaze.

'Look, Al ... this kind of ... and time, and ... and ... pick a place. Please!

　Loki, who finished blushing and blurting out a blur, winds up just like that, so as not to hear Ars's response.
　In order to regain his composure for the time being, he makes an effort to return to a tone of mind that is conscious of his normal.

　With one breath that you can't decide if it's a sigh or not.

'It's okay about the wound. I was hoping Al would say that. But I don't think the others would think so. I don't think it would bother me either. Still, how Al would see it is another story...
I don't get it.
''Well maybe you're right. So this is just me trying to look good.

　If Ars, the Most High, has a woman, Loki, by his side, he wishes he could be as good a woman as possible. He would try his best.
　Loki understands very well that this is the kind of tallness that is typical of Otoh woman. When she was out in the outside world, she didn't think anything of it. This change of heart must have been inspired by Tesfia and Alice. That's why I'm also concerned about his height, in the eyes of others, Loki could be seen as a child.
　It's a good thing that you're able to get a little bit of balance, and Loki accepts his shallow self for choosing high heeled shoes and doing his best... and this is his own selfishness, and a little bit of guilt is put into his smile.

''I won't force you to do anything. It seems like the servants were kind of clever, too.''

　The servants had already left after Loki entered, showing a brilliant bow. Ars pointed to the hanger stand that was placed right next to the door, as if all was well.

　It's not just a matter of time before you get to the point where you'll be able to see through it to the point where you'll be able to see that a bolero is hung there that looks good with Loki's dress.

　It's a good thing that you're able to get a good idea of what you're looking for.

It's a good idea to be able to have a good idea of what you're looking for. The silky skin shows no signs of catching and the arm is slid through.

　As expected, the servant prepared it, and as expected, her charm was not compromised when she wore it over the dress. Rather - it looked good on her.
　To express her impressions frankly, she had only enthusiasm on her face somewhat, and she shut her mouth, daring to say nothing. The two of them were already ready to go, and Barral Castle was also steadily approaching the get-together in name only.

''Let's get going.......it looks like the people downstairs have gathered a lot.
Yes!

　When they left the room together, the air was filled with an air of calm, similar to the calm before the storm, in the hallway. Ars's arms looked a little heavy and swaying as his shoulders slumped in melancholy. It's a good idea to have a small smile at such a figure and hesitate to cross your arms, but the time it took to make a decision was only a blink of an eye. It's not necessary to be a part of it, there should be no need to have any qualms about it. It's a good idea to look at their outfits to see how they're dressed, but it's also a good idea to be naturally buoyed by the heat.

　In close proximity, Loki entwines his own arm around Ars's arm and tries to force Ars to escort him as the nobleman does. This kind of caring is not something one would expect from him, but right now the awkwardness feels comfortable.

　As expected by Loki, Ars was accepting it as it was being passed around.

　But - that little bit of harmonious mood came to an abrupt end.

'Good day, Ars.

　Without needing to look back at the sudden call, Ars casually countered, "You've arrived early.
　It was Loki who hurriedly turned around, and she reflexively uncrossed her arms and immediately bowed her head.

''It's been a while. Cicernia-sama.''
'Don't be so awed, Loki. I still like you for this.

　Cicernia, dressed in a lustrous dress, turned a carefree smile on Loki. The seasonally colored dress was wide open at the chest, and the fine skin and cleavage peeked out gracefully. In front of her, there was no sensationalism at all, only the artful miracle of beauty.

　Loki was mesmerized, and as soon as he could, he couldn't understand what Cicernia was saying, "What? The only word that leaked out was "I'm sorry.
　Linne is also behind me, but for some reason her cheeks are twitching as if she's in trouble.

　Whether you like it or not, the two of them have only practically met face to face a few times. It's also the head of Rusalka, not interrupting a chat like Lithia. There was not supposed to be any conversational conversation.

'It's me. I'm an only child. That's why I feel like Loki-san is like a sister........

　The mask on his former neck had come off, and Cicernian's face had taken on a familiar expression. Loki's thoughts quickly turned to thoughts. Sisernia's eyes were eerily calm, to the point where he could have wickedly guessed that she was trying to get into Ars.

''Huh~'' was a sarcastic sidelong gesture, but in fact, it was the only thing she could say for sure.

'Don't worry about it, Loki-san. Maybe it's because I've had more opportunities to relax lately, but I've been running in a weird direction.

　'It's not a good idea,' joked Lynne, sounding as if she had a disease.

'It's a terrible thing to say. Look at you! You have silver hair and a doll-like little body.

　Perhaps it was because of the lack of publicity, but Cicernia held Loki in her arms and stroked his head carefully, as if the brakes had broken. A sweet breath escaped from Cisernia's mouth as she touched her neatly combed, silky hair.

''I'm sorry, Loki. It was so beautiful...''
'Thank you. I don't mind that, but...

　It's not at all unsettling for Loki to be complimented on something like that. It is certain that Loki is proud of his outstanding good looks among the women he has seen. The ex-neck in front of you is far too beautiful to be called 'beautiful'. It's not just the appearance that makes a truly beautiful person beautiful, as long as it doesn't sound sarcastic.
　If a person has everything that she does, then whoever she is, she's going to be very attractive. You're going to be able to find out if it's the same person as you.
　That kind of mental alertness suddenly arose in Loki.

'Good for you. Your dress looks good on you.''
Thank you. Al prepared it for me.

　Loki went out of his way to brag, and Loki uttered it while his cheeks dyed.

''Oh my, I didn't know this Park Nenin could have such a caring attitude.
Hey, get on your way or you'll be late. I don't want to be the last one to arrive or anything to attract attention.

　Interrupting the prolonged atmosphere, Ars brushed off the fire that was coming at him. Mostly this wasn't accurate, as there was a lot of time left until the scheduled time, and Ars simply wanted to change the subject.

'That too. It looks like they were almost ready when we arrived.

　It was true that Cisernia's possessions had fallen off as if she had become more relaxed in her mind since the Babel case had been taken care of. In fact, even though her workload as a head of state hadn't changed, she could certainly see that she had some leeway.

'I came here thinking that once it started we wouldn't have time to talk slowly, but I wonder if that means the same for you.

　With a bewitching smile, Cisernia asks Ars, who looks back over her shoulder. Apart from the tactics of the last meeting, she guessed that Ars would have his own information to gather, and that was what she said.
　In a sense, it's inevitable, though, because he or she hit the nail on the head, it took the form of a silent affirmation.



　Yes, if you are substituting for Ilyce, you are coming as an association. Its purpose and role are not so different from those of other countries. At the end of the day, it's all about gathering information. The reason they chose Ars as a substitute is not just because he is a single magician. It's about actually seeing and exploring the situation in single and other countries.
　Among other things, what will be required will be whether the new single mages that are added will be enough for a single. This is a major part of the association's role.

　In that sense, all the people gathered today should have no small amount of the same goal.

　Ars starts to walk away, looking badly punished after being unilaterally probed in the belly. Loki follows, followed by Cicerunia, who takes a breath and chases after him.

'Hey, Ars. I think I'd like to take a walk through the city next time. Would you mind if I asked for an escort?
Is that an order?
No, I'm just asking.

　Seeing Loki, who was giddy and clearly behaving suspiciously, Cisernia looked at Loki with a smile on her mouth.

''Of course, Loki-san will be with you. I'm going to be a bit of a snob, but I want to go visit you... at least once.

　Cicernias overflowed with a fleeting smile.
　Ars, who is glancing at the situation, while letting out a sigh.......

''If it's that much, I'll be happy to accompany you.
'Yes!　I'd love to join you.

　Loki has also touched the subtleties of the head of state, and he too takes the first step to approach the head of state in a friendly manner. Since this kind of walking conversation is taking place between the head of a country and a single wizard, to others, this exchange must seem quite peaceful.
　However, no one tried to break this momentary harmonious atmosphere, and Linne also watched happily as the Lord's wishes were fulfilled.

　Despite the tumultuous exploration going on downstairs, nothing has been able to violate their rapport. No calculations or schemes are needed here.
　Now, status and power were not a part of these four people's lives. The only people here are friends who are familiar faces.