I Am a Low-Class Aristocrat of a Perishing Country

63 – Debutant (5)

“Ugh…”

Mirren groaned, involuntarily frowning at her. Until she arrived at the imperial palace, she was not particularly concerned about anything. However, as the moment of the debut concert approached, Mirren’s feelings were closer to restlessness.

“Mirren, what’s wrong?”

Enella, sitting right next to me, asked innocently. She was wearing a crimson dress that emphasized her activity. It’s far from her makeup, so it’s not a dress suitable for a debut tangt. If she was her, then she was her.

Mirren reassured Enella with her wry smile.

“Yeah. Nothing.”

“Really? I wondered if the dress was uncomfortable.”

“It’s not like that. Um.”

She was Mirren, who was pretending to be calm on the outside. But a single misfortune caused a fever in her heart.

‘What if someone mentions my real age…?’

Mirren’s physical development was suspended for 8 years due to the mysterious effect of the golden chain. It is true that she was mentally and physically a fifteen-year-old girl, but in reality she was a twenty-three-year-old adult.

‘There must be many people who know me as much as I am her older sister’s younger sister!’

Eight years ago, the young ladies sitting in the same space were no more than 10 years old. However, the adults who will be gathering outside will be different.

‘Wouldn’t it be strange to make a debut at 23? No, it must be strange to have such an outward appearance at that age in the first place. I haven’t told Arnel yet…’

Maybe you feel betrayed. Are eight-year-old girls burdensome?

Mirren shook her head and she internally denied it.

‘What does Arnel have to do with it! Yes, even if you say something, Nefi and Elfi will calm you down. Maybe even the Duke of Chester will help.’

When I think of the two of them, I stick my head out with a positive outlook that everything will be fine. It will definitely pass without a hitch. Because there are really good people around. There’s no other way to describe it other than being lucky.

But… If anything comes out…

I hope she doesn’t dislike Arnell as much.

Yeah, she’s my first best friend. Because it’s a precious relationship that shared difficult moments. She’s one of the few people who always waits for her no matter what she does and allows her to be pampered…

That’s just it.

I was dizzy with serious worries alone. Suddenly, the door to the ladies’ waiting room opened slowly. With haughty steps, a noble lady burst in. She was the person in charge who came to announce the schedule.

“The honorable time of having an audience with Her Majesty is approaching soon. I hope the young ladies will prepare their hearts and obey the instructions.”

It was a mysterious tone. While giving a strict impression, you can easily guess the gentle inner side.

Mirren made up her mind and got up quickly, and she followed the lady.

She didn’t know at this time. The ordeal of erasing age issues from people’s perceptions would come.

It was the beginning of a full-scale debutante.

◇

“It’s difficult. Irrelp.”

“Isn’t it Nefi’s own business?”

“No. It’s your fault, Ir Elf.”

“Isn’t it? Even if it’s true, it’s the fate of Nefi, who held my hand that day.”

“No!”

I shook my head at the nonchalant Illelpi’s retort. It was a flawless logic like a dense net.

Our wrestling was a truly embarrassing situation. It was because the sound of whispering in this direction vibrated as if it would spread over thousands of miles.

I forgot about going in and out of the imperial palace as if I was in and out of my own room. I mean, I was a very unconventional person in the social world, not to mention I.R.E.L.P.

“Leaving the image of a knitted aristocrat, it seems that now it is completely imprinted with mysticism.”

“Of course it could be. Where in the world is there a nobleman who receives pocket money from the imperial palace?”

“For Neffi, that would be a positive outlook… But it’s an image I wouldn’t welcome.”

“Why?”

“It’s embarrassing because I’m afraid I’ll say vulgar words if I say it.”

She spewed, placing her index finger on her cheek. Unexpectedly, it was a trivial concern, so a snort came out.

“Kuh, even if you say it rudely, how hard do you say it comes out? Don’t mind it and tell it honestly.”

“Hmm…”

Illelpy fell into his own world with a settled look. He must be discussing issues with his cutely divided selves.

“Whew!”

As if she had finished the heated debate held in her head, she proudly praised the clown. But I couldn’t accept it as a by-product of pure emotion.

It was because the flat corners of his eyes, like the horizon, were creepy enough to irritate his spine.

Irfi brought out her words casually, as if to ask her to listen openly.

“One, two, three b*tches who don’t even know the subject and flirt with Nepi. I think they’ll shave all her hair off.”

Fantastic!

“Irelp!?”

“Why? I don’t think I’ve ever cursed at you while living in the Knights? If Nephi prepares for a banquet at the imperial palace, you’ll understand.”

“Eh, uh, ah?”

Is that… How does it work?

Hagisa There is no one who never curses while serving in the military.

There is an old saying that crayfish are on the side of the crab and the arms are bent inside. I was just a crayfish and my joints were fine. To put it simply, it’s that I believe in Irlp. Her distrust of her is enough for the moment she enters and exits the kitchen.

“Irelp. People are afraid of it.”

“Anyway, these days, things are weak, so they wear masks. Back in my day, women and girls used to catch bandits.”

“Aren’t you overly tough?! When is the time for me?”

“I think it was about 30 years ago.”

‘Was it the original poem?’

Since Ir Elfi’s memories returned, she often acted like an old man. She was basically the same as usual, but sometimes when she showed her age, she felt like a stranger.

“Coming to think of it, you might be older now.”

“Ahem. Nefi? Can I call you Elfi noona?”

“Grandma Elfie.”

“Seriously, I’m going to kill you…! I’m kidding. I’m kidding. Uh-huh, don’t be scared Nefi.”

“…I was wrong. I won’t do it again.”

“Really.”

For an instant, the rippling blue lake-like eyes illuminated the fragments of the annihilated. It seemed that if he babbled a little longer, the horrors of five divisions would occur.

The experience of crossing life and death after a long time brought back her coolness, as if cold water had been poured over her head.

“I still wanted to hear it at least once.”

“What?”

“It would be great if Nefi could call her sister. I don’t think it’s a substitute, but… I can do the same for Nefi.”

“If it’s the same…?”

When I questioned my doubts, the Ir Elfie gave me a devil-like smile. There was mischief in her eyes, and her lips drew a half moon.

IrLP quietly closes the distance. She lifted her tiptoes at full tight intervals. Her fragrant body and distinct features stood out as if she was hungry for praise.

As soon as the sound of her breathing enchanted the sensation of wetting her ears, she quietly whispered.

“Neffi, I like you.”

“Huhhh!”

“Whoops.”

Crazy, crazy.

In an instant, I lost my reason, and there was no way to express my feelings except with vulgar vocabulary. Illelpy’s aegyo was something that was as powerful as a disaster.

Even though the formal age is the same, her face is quite young. In addition, there were many years wasted in her co-star, so there were many times when I saw her as younger than her.

It was close to her transcendental delusion to put such a language in her mouth that Irfi was her brother.

“Alright! Now it’s Nefi’s turn.”

“Ugh!”

It was an unfair contract without the consent of the other party. However, it has already received something big to destroy. I asked just in case.

“Do I have to do this?”

“I can’t help it if it’s burdensome.”

“Fortunately…”

“Instead, the b*tches who flirted with Nepi just lost their hair.”

“What is that ridiculous guilt-by-association festival!?”

“If it’s an intangible sword, even the culprit won’t know… One, two, three…!”

“I’ll do it! I’ll do it!”

I surrendered while forcibly folding down the Irlp’s sword. She only smiled, as if she was willing to surrender.

“Ugh.”

Belatedly, shame came like an overflowing river. I had to work out a vocabulary before the dam of patience broke.

At last, he slammed his burning face on the ground. And in a creeping voice, he barely gave me the answer he wanted.

“Irelp… Sister…”

“One more time.”

“This… Lelfi’s sister.”

“One more time…!”

In the end, I turned my head diagonally and resigned myself.

“Heuk! Noona, noona, noona, okay? It’s over! Enough!”

“Ahahahaha, I’m satisfied. Let’s play together when we get back to the mansion, shall we?”

‘How come Ir-Elfi seems to have awakened to a strange taste…?’

It was time to get into trouble with the unexpected taste that bloomed at the banquet hall. Elfie tapped her on the shoulder proudly. Then, her finger points to the platform.

“He is the king of the emperor and the empress!”

The door leading to the podium opened wide, and the dignified inside and outside entered side by side. It was the appearance of the emperor and the empress, who were quite good. To their rear, Charles was following them with a noble aura.

According to Ir Elfi, Charles is currently working as the empress’ maid, she says. It was the result of his concern that even if he was later recognized as a member of the royal family, his future would not be smooth. They seem satisfied as long as they can share the affection between mother and daughter in private.

‘Come to think of it, who the hell is Charles’ biological father, so he’s a member of the royal family?’

I don’t think the old man made a mistake. Even when he tipped off the emperor, he looked quite surprised. He must have not even guessed that Charles was of the royal family.

The idle thoughts that were growing suspicious soon came to an end. The excited emotions of the Irelpi were scattered like smoke from a chimney.

“I guess it’s starting soon.”

“It’s pretty quiet, right?”

“I see? Usually it’s bound to make a fuss.”

“Oh, come in. Mirren is the last one. Is it in height order?”

“…Don’t say that to Mirren. It will hurt you.”

“It’s okay if the child is cute.”

I made an awkward excuse, but the mistake was obvious. It’s because I’ve brought up Mirren’s complex.

Ever since she woke up from her coma, Mirren used to worry a lot about the growth of her body. There were even times when she panicked because she was afraid that everything would stop.

It was true that I was dwarfed compared to my peers, although my growing height eased my worries.

‘Elf Elf isn’t particularly big either. Kidneys might run in the family.”

If converted to metric, would it be around 165cm? It should be above average by the standards of the previous life, but it was less than average here.

While I was guessing the height of Illelpi, Mirren’s turn approached before I knew it. Since it was a place to present her young ladies to the empress, even the insolent Mirren kept her manners.

“The young lady suffered a lot because of the imperial family’s mistake.”

“…It’s past, Her Majesty.”

“Thank you for enduring well. Lady Justiha.”

“It’s all thanks to the concern of the imperial family.”

Because it is a soft language, it is a conversation that can only be heard by me. It is a word and deed of warm kindness.

In the future, she was the empress who sacrificed Mirren’s soul to survive as a half-married woman. It was a new feeling to see such two people face to face and exchange good words.

It was around the time she was staring at me with such a warm gaze. The sound of clicking her tongue came from the seat next to her.

“Tsk.”

“Irlp?”

“Ah, my God. You have inadvertently committed a vulgar act.”

“… I understand.”

Even forgetting her love for Mirren, she insisted that she didn’t like her Empress very much. She didn’t bother to ask why, but she wouldn’t absurdly dislike someone.

Since Mirren, who was at the end of her line, had finished talking to her empress, it was time for the banquet. The young ladies, including Mirren and Enella, came down the railing and looked down.

I waved her hand like Ir Elfi, but Mirren blushed and averted her eyes. It hurts her heart if she thinks it’s a waste of money.

“I was hurt.”

“It’s nice, it’s nice. Our Nefi.”

“Please stop…”

“It comes out of nowhere when you think you’re younger.”

“Okay. I’m going to dance with Mirren—aaa!?”

Aww!

IrLP snatched my wrist as I was trying to get ahead. I couldn’t hold back my screams at the attack of the hungry ghost that melted Geumnasu’s skill. She thought her lungs were expanding in pain from the formidable grip.

What greeted me when I turned back was IrLP’s cold eyes.

“Neffi danced, who did she dance with? Didn’t she forget her devastating dance skills? I told you before. I’m the only one who can hold Nefi’s hand at the banquet.”

“I remember, I remember …

“Neffi says strange things. Why do you think I’ll let her go even if she gets better?”

“What? Why?”

“You say it over and over again. Nephi’s hand is mine. It’s completely mine that no one else can covet. Yes, it’s only mine… Why does Nefi care about others whenever he has a chance? Just me a little more It needs to be dyed with the color of…”

I saw the dark mist shimmering in her eyes as she gradually sank into the abyss. Perhaps it was a precursor to a fraudulent move.

So I didn’t even put saliva in my mouth and spit out whatever came out.

“I really love you, Ir Elfi noona.”

“Yes, me too Nefi!”

‘The temperature difference is going crazy…’

The cool air that had been drifting around just now.

As well as Nasu Geum Na-soo’s pressure on her wrist.

It was a dramatic change that could be mistaken for fantasy.

I was scared, but what is it? I just wish I could have a satisfied face. If she’s happy, she’s done with it. Because i like her

… I don’t think it’s a trained emotion at all.

“We just watch.”

“Which bastard will Mirren take?”

“Well, that’s right. I think it’s decided, but I’m curious about who and who will reach out.”

“Well, that’s a little bit interesting.”

We watched the young ladies who came down from the railing in the distance in the corner. As the young ladies lined up in a row, unmarried children approached and invited each of them to dance.

Among them was Arnel. Arnel was wearing a black dress embroidered with gold thread, and it was a stylish outfit that narrowly straddled the boundary between uniform and livery.

Your usual impression was somewhat sharp today.

Arnel, who approached first, held out his hand.

“Miren.”

“Arnel.”

“Is it okay if I invite you to dance?”

“Of course…”

Mirren’s pleasant answer could not be continued. It was because a boy in the middle pushed Arnelle away and held out his hand.

“Excuse me. I want you to share the honor of dancing with a ghost.”

“… Who are you?”

Mirren asked cautiously. Then, as if unexpectedly, the boy opened his eyes in surprise. He soon regained her composure and replied politely.

“Please forgive the rudeness of omitting self-introduction. My name is Raden Meorik. Please take good care of me.”

‘Wow… Mirren really seduces the children of the four major dukes.’

Raden Meoric. He was an intelligent gentleman with good glasses. He was a cold-hearted contemplative like Seonjo, but his innate beauty made him attractive to the opposite s*x.

“He’s a cool-looking guy who could be very popular. Kids these days like him.”

“At least Mirren’s sensibility will linger from 8 years ago.”

“Which man was eaten then?”

“Well? At the time, I didn’t have time to be interested in the opposite s*x.”

“I see. It was during the busy fight in preparation for the banquet.”

“Ehh. I don’t even want to think about it.”

It was only for a moment to comfort the trembling Ir Elfi. Our attention was drawn to the lively atmosphere in the hall.

At the center of the heated attention was Mirren Odokani. Then, behind Laden and Arnel, who had reached out their hands, a Young master trudged along.

Looking at him, I couldn’t control his jaw dropping open. The reaction of others was not different.

I swear, in all my past and present lives, I have never seen such an appearance, even in a photograph.

In addition to her golden hair, her eyes reminded me of a field full of violets. He stood out because he was taller than his peers, and a subtle halo seemed to shine everywhere he went.

Even if Ir Elfi was born as a man, I wondered if he could be that handsome. Her beauty was so great that such an absurd comparison was possible.

A true nobleman. A creature blessed by God was there.

He introduced himself with a graceful voice.

“My name is Philipha Estern of the Duke of Estern. I mustered up the courage to stand here to spend time with the young lady. Would you please give me the honor of being allowed to dance for the first time, the young lady?”

It was a soft yet dignified invitation. Mirren panicked and looked around her in confusion.

It seemed that they were instinctively looking for us to rely on, but unfortunately we were located behind the Young master. It was self-evident that he would not be included in Mirren’s field of vision.

From noble mtl dot com

Piliha smiled broadly at that cute reaction. It was only the expression changed, which gave the illusion that the surrounding air was tinted with gold. Even the three-year-old old man would be nothing more than a firefly under the full moon in front of Filiha.

“Wow… Irrelf. Mirren really knows the children of the four major dukes. Why are you filming romance alone?”

“I don’t know what romance is, but this is really… I have complicated feelings when I hear that words become seeds.”

“Still, it tastes good.”

“Cook, I’m disqualified as an older sister, but to be honest, I’m having fun too.”

Being a spectator has its own fun. She is also cute with Mirren, who trembles like a newborn fawn. In her mind, she wanted to bring some popcorn and intuit.

“Who do you think will win?”

“Neffi knows how mischievous you are.”

She nodded in agreement. It was strange that she didn’t know that it had been a long time since she had been with Mirren.

I was still interested, so I servilely asked for permission with my lips curled up.

“But Irr.P., Can I really fit in there? It’s not that I’m selfish, it’s that I look so much fun…”

“Sounds that don’t even sound like words.”

“I love you very much.”

I quickly lowered my tail. It was a no-business law in the face of cosmic horror.

“…”

Illelpi’s slit eyes were brutal. She had the momentum to kill a beast with just the light in her eyes. It is as if the floating nitrogen molecules are transformed into needles and pierce her entire body.

I belatedly realized the truth that words conveying good feelings have no weight if they are repeated too easily.

I added a word with a resolution to die.

“Elfi sister.”

“…One more nickname.”

I don’t think I can beat her all her life.

Suddenly, I felt such a sad feeling.