# 47
The two people's clothes were not suitable for watching the festival, as they were usual clothes that they wear on a daily basis.
Dearyn first searched Sirius's closet.
During this period, the tailor entered Sirius' closet and filled it with new clothes.
The clothes he wore at home were all the same, including shirts and pants.
But the tailor was seriously making Sirius clothes to suit all occasions, but these clothes were not yet used and did not appear.
When Dearyn noticed the changes in Sirius' wardrobe, she was impressed.
"Wow...this is so cool. I can go to the royal ball now."
However, this was not appropriate for neighborhood festival attire. She looked very elegant.
“We will wear this later if we have a big celebration.”
There is even a battle uniform that resembles what legendary heroes would wear. However, it was not suitable for a neighborhood festival.
“…Ah, everything is so beautiful.”
Here lies the problem. The clothes he wore screamed “I am a respectable nobleman,” no matter what he was wearing.
The problem was not limited to clothes only. Ceres' growing beauty, the result of years of effort, was increasing her influence.
“I want to see you wearing something pretty!”
She should have chosen the most modest clothing. Is there a fate more miserable than this? With tears in her eyes, Dayaren carefully examined the clothes in the closet. She promised herself that she would try every piece of it one day.
“This should be fine because it's dark in color, right?”
After much thought, she finally chose black clothes.
Sirius came out after silently putting on the clothes that Deyarin had chosen.
“…Ah, let’s just change the shirt.”
Sirius was wearing a black shirt and black pants, with his black hair and black eyes, making him look like he had come to the festival as if he were at a funeral.
With his cold, emotionless expression, he could have been misunderstood as a dead creature.
Although his activities were close to that, he should not be understood as a dead creature.
Deyarin chose an alternative white shirt, which although it still made him look like a noble, it looked like a noble who deliberately chose simple clothing to blend into the festival like a commoner.
“I succeeded.”
With these clothes, people would probably ignore it on their own.
After she finished preparing Sirius, Dearyn opened her closet. Although she was always dressed as a priestess, she never had clothes entirely of her own.
She had kept some regular clothes to use for special times such as going to buy supplies or to get personal matters done, because wearing a priest's uniform at those times was uncomfortable.
She had never worn these clothes since she came to the palace.
When she took out the clothes she had never used before and put them on, she felt renewed.
“Okay, that's enough.”
There is no chance of a priest looking good anywhere. As long as the clothing is not neglected to the point of being ignored, it is acceptable. Deyaren's clothes were simply “plain” and completely “traditional.”
But when she stood next to Sirius, who was shining on his own, her appearance seemed humble.
She looked like a maid accompanying a noble.
'It's true that I'm accompanying him, but...'
Even if she accompanied him, the teacher's position could not be compared to that of a maid. However, Deyarin did not know how to decorate herself well.
Thanks to the care given by the palace staff who looked after Sirius and handled the rest of the things from time to time, Deyarin began to shine a little, but…
“Ah, enough of this.”
Deyarin shrugged herself off as she put on an uncomfortable smile in front of the mirror and turned her face away.
“Are you finished, Dearyn?”
“Yes, I'm ready now.”
Compared to the time she spent carefully selecting and preparing Sirius' clothes, her own preparation was faster.
But she didn't know what she could add.
"What is this?"
At that moment, Sirius discovered a tape that was located deep in the closet.
The tailor had made this ribbon from leftover fabric and given it as a gift. However, the bright ribbons did not fit the priest's uniform, so Dearin forgot about it and left it in the closet.
“Ah, this was here.”
Deyarin hesitated for a moment while holding the ribbon, then decided to put it on her head.
Unable to face herself in the mirror, she turned to Sirius instead.
"What is your opinion?"
If Sirius's assessments were as honest as he always was, then she accepted his opinion.
“I feel like I see flowers blooming.”
"…What?"
“The bud is beautiful, but the process of the flowers opening is amazing, and when they open they are amazing.”
“?”
Deyarin froze.
She was the one who read books in her spare time, and trained him to express himself by taking him by the hand and taking him out into the garden to show him the world.
But she never expected that a day would come when Sirius would express such words on his own without any guidance. If he had just said “beautiful,” she would have been surprised, but “it looks like I see flowers blooming”?
'Wait, did he say that about me...?'
When I evaluated her appearance objectively, it wasn't bad. She was confident that if she spent money and dressed up like a noble lady, she would not fall behind anyone else anywhere.
But for it to be said that she “resembles flowers that bloom.” Frankly, for such a thing to be said her beauty must have been noticeable from the moment of her birth, so that she would be known throughout the world.
Besides, there was only one ribbon added, and Sirius was praising her that way.
“Thank you... but...”
“You're welcome.”
“It doesn't have to be that much of a compliment. Anyway, thank you.”
Dayaren awkwardly expressed her gratitude.
“There is nothing to be flattered about.”
“…”
“Didn't you ask me to say how I feel?”
“Yes, I did...”
“In my eyes, you were like flowers.”
“Stop…”
The embarrassment was for Deyarin. But she couldn't stop Sirius's expressive abilities, which were beginning to blossom. By enduring the spirit of solidarity, Deyarin endured her shame.
“It will turn the entire society upside down...”
Even though he has not mastered the expression yet, he shows his innate ability to say such words fluently.
It's even more touching when he speaks in a natural way without realizing the impact of his words. The words he says have a completely different weight compared to the words of someone who acts lightly.
With that face, those expressions, those looks, and those words spoken in his voice, who could be unaffected by them? He seems to have a future set to become a dangerous man.
Deyarin, who participated in this crime, could not raise her eyes because of guilt.
'I hope you don't have long-term worries about it.'
Deyarin pondered in silence, as if she was apologizing in advance.
“Okay, shall we go now?”
Even without Sirius' praise, she was feeling excited after a long period of plain clothes and makeup.
The priestly uniform always put pressure on her to meet people's expectations of “what a priest should be like.”
Although she had given up this responsibility a while ago, she couldn't completely ignore other people's expectations, which made her remain conscious of this matter.
Now, she can no longer imagine herself as a priestess after this custom has become an integral part of her life.
But now that was not the case. Dearyn was not Baron Braden's daughter, nor was she the priestess Dearyn, but simply Dearyn. I felt comfortable.
"… Yes."
As Deyarin was thinking about the soft night breeze as she left the palace entrance, she suddenly stopped.
“Should I have gotten permission from Mr. Robin?”
It was too late to think about that. She finished changing her clothes and was ready to go out. She didn't think long.
“Let's do this first!”
As long as things are going well, that's no problem. Sirius is not being held as a perpetrator, but rather under “protection,” as they say.
But the problem is that this protection can be annoying and restrict actions.
“Sirius, are there observers around the palace?”
"Yes."
“How many are there?”
“About thirty.”
“...that's a lot.”
Dearyn breathed a sigh of relief and crossed her arms over her chest. She had already decided to go out and enjoy herself. Although she usually followed the rules, Dearyn was stubborn when she made a decision, and no one would control her.
“Sirius, can we escape from the watchers’ eyes and get out of the palace?”
“Yes, it can.”
Dearyn's eyes sparkled.
“Then let's do this!”
The carriage used inside the palace could not be used to exit.
As riding on horses was not possible because it might be detected, Diarin's plan was to cross the palace wall on foot, then head towards the city and take a taxi. Since today is the festival day, it will not be difficult to find a taxi even if you go out of the slightly crowded residential area.
“…Is this the right way?”
"Yes."
“I don't see anything ahead...”
"There's nothing ahead. Just walk forward."
“…How can I not see anything in this state?”
The two were in the midst of venturing out of the palace. Once they succeeded in getting out of the palace, things wouldn't be difficult, but getting out of the palace itself was difficult.
“This palace, it is endlessly huge.”
The space between the entrance and the castle was full of mountains and lakes, but the other part was also vast.
“They're getting closer. Stay calm.”
While they were avoiding the eyes of the guards moving around the palace walls, their path became more complicated. But Sirius effectively used the supernatural abilities he learned on the battlefield.
In the end, after many moves, the duo was able to pass the fence and exit the palace successfully.
"Wow! We're out! Well done!"
Dearyn praised Sirius, patting his shoulder admiringly. The guards were prepared and armed, putting them within Sirius' range in terms of confrontation.
Dearyn was very pleased that she had succeeded in getting past the guards without any struggle, contrary to Sirius' view that "killing and detonating is the shortest."
Although it took a long time and made Sirius feel anxious, his face brightened thanks to Dearyn's praise.
“Okay, let's find a taxi.”
Once they exit the palace, they will find a residential area with population centers a short distance away.
While they were walking, they saw taxis passing by, and now the truth confirmed itself, as there were long lines of taxis lined up on the side of the road.
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