A Father's Approval

"…Father…"

As he reached out to touch the luxurious fabric, his cheeks softened into a smile.

His father was a strict and stubborn man.

Once he said no, he rarely changed his mind.

And yet, despite having firmly denied Rocco's request, here he was—silently presenting him with a gift that completely contradicted his earlier stance.

This wordless offering could only mean one thing.

His father had fully accepted his participation in the soirée.

The fact that he had gone so far as to commission something this special made Rocco incredibly happy…

But if he was going to receive such a precious gift, he would have preferred to get it directly from his father's hands.

This kind of silent gesture was so like him.

After the argument, things had remained tense between them, and simply accepting the outfit without addressing the situation left an uneasy feeling in Rocco's chest.

"…Strasbourg! Where's my father?"