When the protagonist of the otome game is unintentional strategy [system]

After finally measuring the size, Kolusta walked down the steps stiffly, with flushed cheeks, first quickly signed the payment receipt that was being placed on the corner of the table, and then lifted it up without tears. He raised his eyes and looked at Gloria who was slowly rolling up the measuring tape with a reproachful look.

The latter seemed to notice her gaze, raised his eyes and smiled at her, took out a silver envelope from his pocket, and handed it to Kolusta.

The brown-haired girl was stunned, and reached out to take it over for a look. The surface of the paper was like a diamond facet, and the dark lines glowing with light immediately came into view.

On the sticky wax are still those two simple and beautiful cursive letters, "GS".

——Clusta immediately realized what it was.

She didn't care to continue to be shy at this time, but blinked, bent her eyes and smiled, while gently stroking the dark lines of the envelope with her fingertips, she raised her head and asked impatiently at the other party: "Can you open it?"

"Of course," Gloria said with a smile, "Since it's given to you, it's up to you to decide."

Almost at the end of her words, the little girl who got the approval eagerly and excitedly opened the letter, and took out a thin dark blue invitation letter full of elegant handwriting.

"Dear Miss Kolusta Amirim Breviu:

The Royal Court Ball will be held in the Nobili Palace in three days, please allow me to invite you to be my only dance partner, to attend this grand event with me, and stay with me all night.

I am very pleased if you have been granted, and look forward to your reply. "

The inscription is her full name, Gloria Celentdis, which means that this invitation letter is sent entirely in her own name, which has a unique meaning, and is completely different from those mass-produced letters.

Kolusta obviously also understood this truth, and had a strong idea of ​​trying to keep this invitation letter for a lifetime.

She carefully folded the letter paper, raised her head and smiled at the silver-haired girl who was waiting in front of her, and said lightly, "If I don't write a reply, but just tell you the answer here, wouldn't it be a little rude?"

Gloria shook her head amusedly, and asked softly, "When did I think you were rude?"

The girl holding the invitation stuck out her tongue playfully, her eyes were shining brightly, she took two steps forward, approached Gloria, put her arms around Gloria's neck without saying a word, and had a very close relationship with her. A soft hug.

"Of course I promise you."

After a long silence, the brown-haired girl raised her head after the hug gradually became hot, and said this next to the tip of Gloria's ear.

The warm breath was gently exhaled with the opening and closing of her lips and teeth, making her voice sound soft and lingering, just like the low song of the elves in the forest in the legend, making people involuntarily addicted.

"It's a great honor for me to dance with you and stay with you all night...Miss Gloria."

The matter was finally officially settled, and after being led by Gloria for a brief tour of the Duke's mansion, Kolusta resolutely bid farewell to the latter.

The reason is "Go back and spend more time with grandma, and continue to improve the cooperation plan that was discussed before."

Although Gloria was a little bit reluctant, she had to send the design drawings to Madam Mary, and together with her, she would customize a dress according to the size of her future dance partner, which could be called a busy schedule.

Therefore, she did not keep Kolusta any longer, but personally sent her to the carriage of the Celentis family, and stood there, watching the commoner girl who had transformed into a noble daughter gradually go away, Then he turned and went back indoors.

It seems that although she has adapted well to her changed identity, she has not shown any impetuosity; not only is her behavior still as natural as before, but she also has a better thinking mind and learned to bear the responsibilities of being a nobleman...

The girl she fancy is just so outstanding.

Gloria smiled, sent someone to pack up the design drawings and measurements, and went to Queen's Street alone, preparing to discuss with Madam Mary who had been waiting there for a long time, the details of the dress "already reserved for Miss Amirim". Every detail.

For this dress that will be worn on Kolusta, Gloria is extremely attentive. From the style to the accessories, everything has been considered for many days. Even Mrs. Mary, a veteran in this field, saw her design , I couldn't help but admire "even if it is for the royal family, this design is more than enough."

Therefore, in order to live up to Gloria's painstaking efforts, the loyal store manager also began to rack his brains to select materials, trying to make the dress on the design drawing appear completely in reality.

The exchange of preliminary ideas and the selection of materials are very important first steps. The two talked about the beginning of the lights.When Gloria left, the crescent moon in the night had already reached the climax, but the entire Queen Nulinya Street was still as lively as daytime, as if she had completely cast off the shackles of time.

Let's take Ruth to the night market next time... After all, I still owe her a firework.

With such thoughts in mind, Gloria got into the carriage and returned to her home in deep thought.

"Master Gloria, welcome back."

As soon as she stepped out of the carriage, the butler in a tuxedo appeared in front of the silver-haired girl, bowed respectfully, and said, "My lord is aware that you received Miss Breviu at home today. At that time, I was waiting for you in the dining room with Lord Wende."

"Well," Gloria raised her eyebrows, and said lightly, "I see."

She nodded slightly at the housekeeper, gathered the cloak on her body, turned and walked towards the center of the mansion.

restaurant.

Reginald sat at the main seat, and looked at the second son who was staring at the potion book in his hand with a strange look.

Perhaps it was because he watched it for too long, Wende, who was immersed in his studies, finally noticed this gaze. The young silver-haired boy turned his head, met his father's eyes, and asked with a slight frown, "What's wrong?"

"Wintas," Reginald hesitated for a moment, and said cautiously, "You are not angry with your sister, are you?"

Wende put down the book and looked at him inexplicably, "Why should I be angry with Le Kesi?"

The Duke seemed hesitant to speak, his lips opened and closed. After Wende's eyes became more and more blank, the old father finally closed his eyes and sighed heavily, as if he could endure something. in one breath.

Wende: "...?"

Reginald looked helplessly at his son with question marks all over his head, and remained silent.

——Brat, isn't it because Le Kesi sent her away without letting you see her girlfriend, so I'm afraid you will be dissatisfied...

Such a grown-up man still doesn't understand his father's painstaking efforts, what a fool.

While the father and son were silently looking at each other, the door of the dining room was knocked lightly. Gloria walked in, and while taking off the cloak on her body, she walked to her seat and sat down calmly.

Then she raised her eyes, and saw Reginald's and Wende's faces with different meanings.

Gloria: "?"

She looked at her confused younger brother, then at the duke covered in gloom, and asked in surprise, "What's wrong?"

Didn't Wende follow his father to inspect the property today? Didn't he encounter some unexpected situation?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but look a little more serious, she straightened up and looked at her father, asking, "What happened?"

Reginald looked at his daughter with complicated eyes, raised his hand and waved, signaling all the servants around to back down.

When the entire restaurant was emptied and the expressions on Gloria and Wende's faces became more suspicious, the handsome Duke sighed again and said deeply: "It's not for you two Uneasy child."

Hearing this, his son and daughter were subconsciously stunned, and turned their heads to look at each other in unison.

Gloria: How did you mess with your father?

Wende: ...I didn't!

Gloria: Then why did he say that?

Wende: I don't know, nothing happened today.

After the eye contact was completed, Gloria was completely at a loss now, but she is the eldest sister and has more say than the younger brother, so she took the lead and asked directly: "I don't know what we have recently... What can I worry about, father?" gone?"

However, Reginald didn't know how to respond to the eldest daughter's question.

As for the emotional matters of the children, as a father, he shouldn't have interfered too much...

That's all, now that Wende is here, he can't tell Gloria directly about this matter, lest his son not only fail to meet his girlfriend, but also lose a lot of face in front of his sister for no reason.

Let's find another time to have a good talk with Le Kesi.

"... Forget it, let's not talk about this, let's eat first." Reginald shook his head, making a gesture of not saying anything more, and ended the topic perfunctorily.

Gloria frowned, although she still minded that she didn't know when she made the mistake of asking her father to clean up the mess, but since Reginald had made his attitude clear, as a daughter, she naturally couldn't continue to ask, I had to lower my head and start eating as the other party said.

All of a sudden, the dining table fell into the strange silence before.

However, this atmosphere didn't last long, because Gloria put down the knife and fork just after cutting a piece of steak, and opened her mouth to break the stagnant silence.

"Father, I have one more matter that I need to discuss with you."

Reginald was taken aback for a moment, stopped eating with the same respect, and asked seriously: "What's the matter?"

"I think you must know the Miss Breviu whom I invited to my home today, right?"

After Reginald nodded hesitantly, Wende couldn't help but pause. He gracefully put down the knife and fork in his hand, looked up at his sister, and the corners of his lips curled into a shallow arc.

The duke gave a "click" in his heart.

Could it be that Wende finally wanted to——

But it's up to my sister to talk about meeting the parents?Really useless!

The heartbroken old father blew his beard in his heart and stared dissatisfiedly. He glanced at Wende from the corner of his eye and urged, "Yes, I know her. What's wrong?"

Gloria intertwined her fingers and laid them flat on the table. While smiling gently, she directly threw a thunderbolt at her father——

"Miss Kolusta Breviu is my sweetheart."

She said politely: "I have already decided to announce the news of my imminent engagement to her at the palace ball—this idea has gone through many days of deliberation, and I specially propose it today, hoping to get your permission and support, father."

"..."

Reginald froze.

Wende raised his arm, dragged his chin with his palm, and said lazily: "Finally, I'm going to confess? To be honest, it took so long, I'm almost worried for you."

Gloria, who was in a good mood, had a smile on her lips, she didn't mind the sarcasm hidden in her brother's words at all, and said gently, "It's not a confession, it's an announcement of engagement directly—since the two hearts are the same, why bother with those redundant steps, or directly It’s easier to get to the point.”

The silver-haired boy raised his eyebrows and applauded her slowly.

Two crisp slaps sounded, and finally the dazed Reginald was brought back to his soul. This Mr. Duke, who has experienced many big scenes, opened his eyes wide and stared at the face like a spring breeze with disbelief. Like Hexu's daughter, she was shocked and said:

"How can you snatch the girl my brother likes!"

Gloria: "..."

Wende: "...?????"

The smile on the former's face suddenly froze, his eyes sharpened, he turned his head, and stared fiercely at his younger brother who almost split open on the spot.

The latter, as if someone had shot a bullet on the bone with a gun, jumped up from the seat, and stuttered as if he had seen a ghost: "What are you talking about--that's music!" The girl Kesi liked since childhood has nothing to do with me!—”

Reginald: "Huh? But Detai told me..."

"...Mr. Ditai, right?" The silver-haired girl held the goblet next to the dinner plate, showing a sweet and serene smile, and said in a gentle voice, "Okay, I'll remember. ——I'll go to meet him after dinner Have a good chat, thank you for the information you provided, dear father."

"..."

The Duke turned his head innocently, and exchanged glances with the terrified Wende.

The latter smiled at him stiffly, and slowly turned his eyes away, as if he was about to stand on the gallows, his body was covered with the farewell and death-like attitude of a strong man breaking his wrist.

Under the gaze of his daughter, which was colder than the glacier of the Northland, Reginald withdrew his gaze in horror, bowed his head guiltily, and repented in his heart:

Sons, old friends - I am sorry for you.

I hope that after tonight, you will still be strong... Come on and live.