Rishe descended from the window sill into the room and smiled at Myria.

Hello, Myria-sama.

She fixed the hem of her messy dress and pulled the hooked rope into her hands. Noticing the leaves tangled in her hair, she combed them off with her hands.

Myrias mouth opened and closed her mouth in silence, seeing Rishe appear through the window.

Myria? Whats wrong, Myria?

N-Nothing!

Myria anxiously replied to the Dukes call. She then looked back at Rishe and asked her in a whisper, unable to hide her agitation.

Gosh, what are you doing here?! Im on the third floor, so how did you get through the window?

Its a secret. Please dont tell anyone that Im here, okay?

Rishes smile deepened as she held up a finger in front of her lips.

Myrias eyes rounded, then she turned solemn.

You must have magical powers, just like me.

Not really, but its dangerous if a young lady like you were to copy me

Rishe crouched down in front of Myria while secretly withholding her inner thoughts.

Myria-sama, what is your complaint about the festival dress? That white dress hanging over there is very pretty.

Myria looked down for a moment, but soon whispered.

My mom passed away.

Okay.

Myrias small, thin fingers plucked a strand of fluffy violet hair and began to play with the ends.

She often said that Im the princess of our family, so a pink princess-like dress would look good on me. Thats why, if Im going to be acting as the Maiden Priestess, I want to wear a pink dress that my mom said would look good on me.

Rishe slowly looked down after hearing her explanation.

Youre lying to me, young lady.

Rishe knew it.

It was Myrias habit to wrap her hair around her fingers whenever she was lying.

Nevertheless, she also knew that Myrias deceased mother, who always dressed her beloved daughter in many pink dresses, was a fact.

It must be true that she wants to wear a pink dress. But citing it as her reason for her waywardness is a lie. If thats the case, what on earth was her lie for?

Rishe spoke while pondering over it.

Well then, Myria-sama. Shall I change this white dress to pink later?

Huh?