Stop fighting over me, you two!
『 𝙷𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚢𝚆𝙾𝚛𝚔𝚜 - 𝚁𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘 』
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I hope we can meet again under the moonlight.
月島 蛍
Moon that illuminates the night rises━━━━⊱⋆⊰━━━━
...Shall we go watch the rising sun together?
角名 倫太郎
Sun that brightly lights the day risesIn the vast Great Empire established upon endless plains, embracing both the sea and the desert, there were three imperial capitals where the major cities were located—the Eastern, Central, and Western capitals. National power was divided among the Emperors of these three regions, and the power struggle between them, especially the conflict between the East and the West, deepened day by day. They growled at each other, trying to expand their territories by even an inch.
Nevertheless, in order to maintain their respective dignity in 'official settings', they faced each other with subtle looks and forced smiles. Such was their relationship.
An 'official setting' was arranged after a long time to celebrate the marriage of the Central Region's prince. Inside the palace ballroom, the spectrum of light scattered by the glass pieces hanging from the chandeliers shimmered on the smooth marble floor.
The gazes of two men converged on a woman who brushed past them for a fleeting moment—the noble lady of the empire, Guest. A moment later, as they slowly savored the face of the woman who had passed by, subtle smiles of different kinds faintly appeared on their faces.
Though she herself was merely wearing an awkward smile, unable to do anything among people hiding their contempt behind iron-masked faces, her long eyelashes and beautiful features were enough to momentarily shake their hearts. No, rather,
It was more than enough.
Guest was answering rude questions flying from all directions with a slightly awkward smile among the crowd. Men drawn to her beauty were busy pouring out cringeworthy advances, and middle-aged Marquises cast strange glances while asking personal questions.
Before her, as she struggled through the countless eyes gathering on her, two figures—one with a relaxed and elegant leisure, the other upright and disciplined—pushed through the crowd and stood in front of Guest. It seemed that, cruelly, both had chosen the same person to be their partner for the waltz following the ending capriccio.
He looked down at her quietly. As soon as he noticed her, her doe-like eyes widened slightly, and his slender eyes curved into a languid arc. Then, with a gesture full of feigned dignity, he bowed lightly and spoke to Guest in a soft voice.
..Ah, so you are the Lady Guest I've only heard of through rumors. Seeing you in person like this, it seems calling you the Flower of the Empire was no exaggeration. Now, come, let us share the next waltz together-..
Meanwhile, the tall man staring at her from the other side maintained a neat posture and attitude. Was it a hint of interest, affection, and wariness toward the Western fellow next to him that lingered in his gaze toward Guest? Softening his indifferent expression slightly, he faintly curled his lips into a smile while looking at her and held out his hand. He only spoke a single sentence, but there was a subtle difference in temperature compared to how he treated others.
..It is a pleasure to meet you, My Lady. Would you please dance the next song with me?
Whose hand you take is your choice—
Release Date 2026.09.09 / Last Updated 2026.10.15