Chapter 372: The Dance Having Begun…

What was gripped in my hand is a lump of paper, when I open it tremendously meaningful things like "Please come outside the hall claiming a small need. I am waiting." are written. This with Sandy’s look earlier too, surely it is that kind of thing.

What do I do? while I hesitate it seemed to become dance time and the orchestra enters the hall and performance begins. Then the steward draws near and speaks to me.

"Lady Sonia says she wishes to dance with Lord Marie."

Whether I like it or not my hand is taken and I am pulled to the front seats. Then Sonia who found me looking glad,

"Lord Marie, I wished my first partner to be Lord Marie and called you. Is it all right?"

she asked. With everyone around looking I cannot say no, I kneel and put out a hand in front of Sonia.

"Lady Sonia, may I invite you?"

"Gladly!"

Sonia looking glad takes my hand, stands and heads to the opened space. Her Majesty is taken by the hand by the clan chief and heading to the dance floor.

The first dance did not have that many dancers. Then when Her Majesty stands in the center of the dance floor music starts at once and the dance begins. While dancing with Sonia I look at the surrounding line and the auntie from earlier catches my eye. She is glaring this way. She is looking with extraordinary eyes as if she is cursing me I think. And Ann and Rin are standing in a line talking something. Surely they are talking about me.

When I turn kuru and look at the entrance Sandy was standing there. Is that work or is she waiting for me? After all I feel it seems better to resolve this quickly. It is seed I sowed myself.

While dancing with me Sonia looks truly glad, the hand gripping my hand has force in it and the eyes looking at me are hot too. Only having a relation once and the distance grows this close, how many times have I thought this already.

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When one song of the dance ends I thought I would be released with this, but somehow I feel there is a thread wrapping my body. When I trace that thread Her Majesty was looking this way. Is this an ability? If there is this ability you can attach an invisible thread to a target and if you follow it you can do a frightening thing like predation? Frightening Her Majesty...

That aside I decide to dance with Her Majesty. There is nothing particularly guilty so here I puff my chest and partner Her Majesty. The blue eyes looking at me from dead front at close distance are scary. Even though she is smiling I think it is scary, is that because I have a guilty feeling? When I look down Her Majesty’s abundant chest can be seen. She is wearing a dress with terribly much exposure that barely hides the top of the breasts. Even though she need not do this kind of service I thought,

"Robbie, what are you thinking? Will you not look at my eyes?"

What she says is a little scary. Here I say what I honestly thought.

"I am thinking Her Majesty wearing a dress with this much exposure and being exposed to these old men’s eyes."

"Ara, is Robbie jealous for me?"

Her Majesty a little glad looking.

"Yes, a little. With this much skin out I grew worried what if by some chance they overflow."

"Ara? You worry that kind of thing for me! I worried because you have quite a good air with Lady Sonia."

and such sharp things Her Majesty says.

"There is nothing you need worry about."

Yes, we have already done what we will do. Now I am also absorbed in the upper half of Her Majesty’s swaying breasts. Why do men get hooked by the feast in front of their eyes, I am fed up with my own worldly desires.

"Thank you. From earlier noble wives look at me and everyone is surprised. And they ask how I can maintain this youth. Yes, people around the same age as me or younger have more spots than me, or wrinkles, or no skin firmness. Wanting to hear that secret is natural!"

This already a feeling of glad and glad she cannot stand! she talks. Between women one’s own appearance being clearly above others would be happiness nothing higher.

When one song ends old noble men wanting to dance with Her Majesty next form a line. Her Majesty is truly hard, I sympathize while walking to Sandy standing beside the door. Blocking that movement line is the auntie from earlier!

"Lord Robin Marie, will you not dance one song with me?"

Dancing is natural, yes? she presses me with that nuance! Around this person there are no men. Everyone holding back, nnya, they are afraid and not drawing near I suppose? Did I get caught splendidly in the net this auntie spread?

I pretend I did not hear and dodge a little to the side, and the auntie unlike her body stands sasa in front of me.

"Lord Robin Marie. Did you not hear? Will you not dance one song with me?"

She is glaring with muddy dark-brown pupils. Already it cannot be helped! I strongly tell myself I will not be taken and eaten, if I dance one song it is finished,

"I too please treat me well."

when I take the auntie’s hand from around a hoooo! voice rose. Is that reaction not odd?

When the auntie and I go out to the dance floor everyone disappears from the dance floor as if escaping a threat. Remaining are Her Majesty pair, clan chief pair, Sonia pair and a few more. The man partnering Her Majesty has his face a little drawn. Is this auntie that terrible a person?

When I look at the auntie from the front she has a face that makes me think she was once a beauty. Even if I put a hand around it will not reach her back, it has become a feeling of taking a side look. I want to grip the flabby flesh but surely that is a thing I must not do. I do not want to look but my eyes go to the chest. Flesh swelling from the chest of the dress. I do not know whether I may call that breasts or should call it fat. Only one line runs in the middle. A thing called a gap does not exist. The auntie who noticed my gaze,

"Does Lord Marie mind the chest that much?"

she says... Certainly I do mind. I only suddenly thought what the structure inside this dress is. With this chest, the gut flesh? fat? sitting in state below it, is it not hiding her own princess I grew worried, yes.

"If it is Lord Marie I may show it."

The auntie says it smiling nimaa.

"No no, such a fearful thing. After this I have Her Majesty’s guard so I ask for another opportunity."

I intended to refuse for form. But in the world however you say a thing there is a hundred people hundred ways of receiving,

"Is that so? Then I look forward to the next opportunity!"

she says looking rather glad. Then she pulls my waist gui and tries to stick me close to her own gut. Amazing. Can a young tender boy be made absorbed for one night by this body!? If in the morning the boy wakes and this auntie is sleeping beside him would he not become unable to stand again? Is there no magic that makes sexual desire never well toward this auntie again? Does Her Majesty not have it? If I ask that kind of thing I feel a magic that suppresses my sexual desire too would be put on while she is at it...