Chapter 219
Reina wore a white mermaid dress, and Clael wore a tuxedo of the same color.
After changing into their respective outfits, Clael and Reina headed to the restaurant.
Their previous clothes and the extra dresses they purchased were being shipped to their home.
As expected of a high-end store. The service was impeccable—this must be what they mean by "attending even to the unreachable itch."
"Ooh..."
"She's insanely beautiful..."
"A noble lady... or maybe a princess from some kingdom?"
Seeing Reina step down from the carriage, passersby let out admiring sighs.
Even though her face was hidden by a veil, an aura seemed to radiate from her entire body.
Even without seeing her face, everyone could sense that Reina was an unbelievably beautiful girl.
(Just imagining if she had shown her face... that's a terrifying thought...)
Even with Clael at her side, there might have been men kneeling to propose to her.
Men might have fought over Reina, and it could have turned into a riot.
Just imagining that possible future... was utterly terrifying.
"Is something wrong, Lord Clael?"
"No... it's nothing."
Clael offered his arm to Reina.
Reina naturally took his arm and accepted his escort.
Though a fake, Clael was still from a marquis family, and Reina was both a Saint and the daughter of a duke.
The sight of the two walking side by side looked fitting enough, drawing sighs from the people around them.
"Welcome............!"
As they passed through the restaurant gate... the same boy from the other day greeted them.
When the boy saw Clael's face, he looked momentarily startled, but quickly returned to his professional smile. A true pro.
"We have a reservation under Burn for two."
"We've been expecting you, Lord Burn. Right this way."
The boy guided them to one of the table seats.
By unfortunate coincidence—or perhaps an unpleasant one—it was the same table where Clael had dined with Erika.
"............"
"............"
Why was that?
Not only Clael, but even Reina had a slightly awkward expression.
Of course, Reina didn't know that Clael had dined at this table before, so it must have just been her imagination.
"S-Shall we sit?"
"............Yes."
Clael pulled out the chair and seated Reina.
Sitting across from each other, they opened the menu.
"Is there anything you'd like to eat, Reina?"
"The chef's special course."
She answered instantly.
She looked at the menu and responded in a flash.
Yet another coincidence. It was the same menu he had with Erika.
"I don't mind... Then, we'll have two of these."
"............Certainly."
When they called the boy and placed their order, he gave them another subtly awkward look.
He looked at them as if they were trash... but why?
"Ah..."
After the boy left, Clael suddenly realized something.
A few days ago, he had visited this restaurant with a woman.
And now, he was visiting the same restaurant with a different woman.
Sitting at the same table, ordering the same menu... wasn't that the classic move of a two-timing guy?
'The food at that place was great, right?'
'Huh? I don't know what you're talking about?'
'Huh?'
'Who did you go there with?'
...To avoid that kind of accident, some men take women to the same date spots.
Maybe he had been mistaken for that kind of scumbag.
"............"
"...Lord Clael, you look really sad. Are you okay?"
"............I'm fine."
He hadn't meant it that way at all, but he started to feel like he had done something unforgivable as a person.
Feeling awkward and guilty, Clael took a sip of the drink that had been brought to him.
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