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Side Story 11

No, how on earth did it recognize me?

Then Rublet mimicked my pronunciation.

"Pi. Pit. Piiiit."

- Piit. (Don't imitate me.)

"No."

Fine, do as you please. I turned away from him.

It was only belatedly that I realized attention had shifted towards us due to Rublet's sudden appearance.

"It's a spirit."

"Lady Ciella's spirit!"

"What's that next to it?"

"I recognize that thing. It's the Duke's pet. I think they call it Piik or something."

Anyway, Rublet, it would be nice if you acknowledge me when I asked you not to be bothersome.

After instructing Godori to stay translucent to avoid drawing attention, I relocated to a different spot.

Rublet, of course, tagged along.

- Piit. (Stop following me.)

"Yes, I already know you're cute."

- Piit! (I told you not to follow!)

I gestured with my short arms, using body language to convey to Rublet that he should stop.

Rublet chuckled.

"It gets boring when you're alone."

- Piit. (I'm not bored.)

"Oh, you're bored, so you want me to come with you?"

Ugh, just take the hint. He comprehended everything with a single glance but pretended not to understand.

It's probably about time. Signaling Rublet to sit down, I nudged his foot.

Rublet grumbled, indicating he understood, and returned to his seat.

After a brief commotion, the wedding ceremony commenced.

The host announced the groom's entrance.

I hid behind the curtain and observed Gerald confidently walking down the wedding aisle.

It felt strange.

'He's getting married.'

It seemed like only yesterday that Isabella had been tearfully apologizing for attempting to harm me.

After all those events, it was hard to believe he was getting married. I'm sure he still secretly visits Isabella in prison from time to time.

Then, Alice and Marquis Cherish entered. Seeing Alice, I couldn't help but admire her.

'Oh...'

Objectively, Alice was quite beautiful.

More accurately, she could be considered a recognized beauty. It was a bit challenging to approach her due to her high nose, but seeing her dressed in bridal makeup and a white dress made her look like an angel descended from the heavens.

Of course, she wasn't really an angel with her generally sassy personality.

Although he bears the surname Lavirins, Gerald's mother was Isabella.

Isabella, who had tried to kill the successor to Lavirins and even intended to kill the Duke herself, was now the mother of the bride.

But looking how much she pushed for her marriage to Gerald, I could see how deep she felt about Gerald.