While I cling around Gregory's arm and act like a playful sister.
"Well, I don't mind, but..." Gregory looks towards the front as he noticed a malicious glare,
"but you might want to explain your actions to a certain someone later."
"Hm?"
I look upwards where Gregory stared.
At the front of the ballroom, I could see Leon standing on the red-carpeted platform, next to his father.
Although there is a distance between us, his dark and fierce gaze was so strong that I could feel it haunting me from a mile away.
[Wah— it's like he's trying to shoot me with his eyes or something. Is he seriously angry because I held Sir Gregory's arm? Sigh— honestly, what am I going to do with that boy's temper...]
But somehow, seeing his sourpuss expression made me giggled as I thought,
[Ah~ I'm going to miss that grumpy face of his.]
At that moment, I could feel the pain in my chest rising.