Before Princess Ys could leave the drawing room, Isolet entered the room.

She stared at the door for a moment, then sat down across from me, as always, and rested her chin in her hand.


"I guess I'm a little late, right?"
"Hmm?"

"I wanted to be the first one to come... Well, it can't be helped."


Princess Ys is the same, so is Isolette, is it so important to be the first?

With a hint of regret, she pulled an envelope from her …