# 91
Dearyn squeezed her chest tightly.
Suddenly, her chest felt tight as if something heavy was pressing on it, and at the same time the pain was as if someone was stabbing her fingertips.
'What's going on?' Am I sick from stress?'
It wasn't because of the alcohol.
She didn't drink much.
There was no obvious reason for this pain.
But the pain was real.
"Is it that guy? The one who was drinking this morning?"
“They say everyone's down, but he looks fine.”
“He looks strong.”
“I like strong men.”
Laughing whispers were heard.
If these whispers had reached Deyarin's ears, it was because they were speaking loudly on purpose.
They were talking about Ceres.
Dearyn frowned.
It wasn't just about his stamina or physical strength. There were even some sarcastic touches.
Words were far from literature.
A person might ignore her if he was in a good mood, but Dayaren felt angry.
'Should I let them talk like this, or should I act?'
Since they entered the Imperial Palace, every moment had become filled with questions.
Should you take these words as a compliment or an insult?
Should I remain silent in such moments or should I act?
When it comes to her own affairs, she can set the appropriate limit and make a decision.
But this is about Ceres.
This was not her own home.
Sirius had to decide and make a move like a young “duke” in this situation, so it was unwise to move quickly.
“Are they really looking at us?”
“Shall we go to them?”
“Let's wait until they get closer.”
With these renewed whispers, Dearyn turned her gaze to Sirius again.
Sirius's eyes were still focused on one woman.
It was rare for Sirius to look like this at someone with such burning eyes.
'Does he have these kind of preferences?'
Dearyn began to watch the woman whom Sirius caught his eye on.
She was a prominent woman in the audience, even among the decorated people.
She decorated her hair with flowers and put colorful makeup on her beautiful face.
She wore ornaments everywhere; The fingers, wrists, neck, and earlobes were full of jewelry, like a tree decorated with jewelry.
'She's beautiful, but… no, she's not like that!'
Dayarine discovered that she was unconsciously criticizing this woman, which made her confused.
What matters is her beauty.
All that can be deduced from her appearance is her personal preferences.
A person's entire personality cannot be known from just his appearance.
However, due to this dazzling appearance, Deyarin begins to imagine what might be inside that woman and decides that Sirius is not a match for her.
“Why are you looking at her?”
Deyarin asked frankly.
She was expecting an answer like: “It's beautiful,” or “I like it,” or “I want it.”
“I liked the earrings.”
“Earrings?”
“I want to see what you would be like with someone like her.”
"…Not possible."
Deyarin quickly understood the situation and decided to prevent it.
It was clear how Sirius would act next.
He will approach, and say, “I like the earrings,” “I want them,” “How can I get them?”, following this order!
In the market these things can pass easily, but here the situation is different.
A person must be aware of the weight his words carry.
“Why can't you do that?”
“I won't ask for it.”
"What?"
Dearyn looked at Sirius with an expression as if Sirius was saying: “I won’t say anything strange.”
But she felt like she had become the stranger at this moment.
However, one must always be careful.
“I will buy it.”
“…”
“I have money.”
“…Don’t do that. It can’t be.”
It was a disaster.
Sirius was now beginning to believe that money could solve everything.
Dearyn tried to take Sirius to the side of the “Royal Box.”
But the woman who noticed Sirius' interest was the one who approached first.
Since she saw Sirius looking at her, there was no escape from facing her.
While Dearyn hesitated, the woman smiled as she approached and began talking.
"Hey. If that's not just a mistaken impression… I thought you were looking at me."
Is it common for someone to come over just because of a look?
This is not a characteristic of aristocrats.
She's probably not an aristocrat if she acts like this.
“I didn't look at you.”
Sirius never cared about that woman's feelings.
However, the woman was not affected by his cold attitude and continued speaking gently.
“So it just felt wrong, apparently.”
“I looked at the earrings.”
“…Ah, it was the earrings that attracted you?”
The woman smiled as she touched the earrings.
This was a typical move of a girl trying to show that she was aware of the Duke's actions.
Sirius was in a position where he was expected to show simple respect for the gesture.
“I am an Aryan.”
The woman introduced herself, said her name, and then extended her hand to Sirius.
A kiss on the back of the hand was a feature of aristocratic greetings, although in reality it was common for the person to bow only slightly.
Sirius knew this thanks to his education.
If she was the one who asked for it, then he should respond appropriately.
“Are you going to make my hand embarrassed?”
But Sirius didn't move, just staring at his hand.
“A kiss on the back of the hand is a light greeting. It means your respect and regard for me as a woman.”
“Yes, it's a light kiss, but you won't do it?”
"no."
"…What?"
Aryan smiled brightly for the first time, and it shook her depths.
Of course, it was normal, but Dearyn's eyes were also shaking.
“Do you not want to treat me as a woman with all respect?”
"……Oh, my God."
Aryan opened her eyes circularly and showed a surprised expression.
Sirius' voice was so deep and clear that no one around them could not hear it.
Some people nearby swallowed their tongues simultaneously and looked at them.
Deyarin raised her eyes to the ceiling as she swallowed her tears.
Oh my God, baby. Our master.
She didn't even know where to start, nor how to control the situation.
However, it was different with those who had experience in high society.
However, in high society, things were very different.
Ariane, who was initially surprised, let out a laugh sweet enough to make her melt on the spot.
“So, are you going to treat me roughly?”
‘……Oh my God.’
He was very strong.
Stronger than I expected.
The world is wide, and there are many people stronger than Ceres.
But now she meets one of these powerful people.
"no."
But Sirius was also strong.
Among many people, the strongest was the one who did not harbor any malicious intentions.
“I will not treat you as a woman.”
“But I am a woman.”
“I see you as a human being.”
“Yes, people are people. But I am a woman.”
“I will treat you like a human being.”
"Ah! Haha!"
In the end, Ariane burst out laughing.
She had never been treated like this before in her life.
A man says he will treat you like a human being, as if he is providing you a great service!
'What's going on here?'
This wasn't just a thought in Aryan's mind, it was the same thought in the minds of everyone around her.
No one has ever heard such words before.
It was difficult for people who were accustomed to the style of high society to understand Sirius' intentions.
“I want to be treated as a woman, not as a human being.”
"no."
"Why? Why don't you want to treat me like a woman?"
When Sirius thought about it, this idea was very disturbing to him, and an uncomfortable expression appeared on his face.
“I don't want to kiss anyone.”
"……Oh, my God."
Even Aryan, who seemed to be unaffected by anything, looked somewhat surprised and raised her eyelids.
“Oh my God, who said he wanted to kiss?”
“Would it be considered as a female treatment if I don’t accept?”
"unless."
Refusing to kiss the back of the hand meant not being treated as a woman. If there is any other connotation, it means “I will not go to bed with you.”
Ariane began to feel hesitant about how to explain this.
It didn't seem like he was trying to insult her, but she wasn't used to rejection, so she couldn't laugh.
“How dare you insult a lady?”
At that moment, a man who had been observing the situation came forward and stood next to Aryan.
Oddly enough, this man was someone who did not treat Aryan like a female, or even like a human.
Aryan's gaze froze in disgust, but she quickly hid that look.
This man had moved first, and if he played it well, she could use it to her advantage.
"Oh, my God…!"
Arien placed her hand on her chest and made a touching expression, as if she was truly moved.
“I'm fine, but I'm grateful to you for stepping in for me.”
“No! How can you talk like that to Aryan?!”
The man tried to pretend to be reprimanding, but he was actually encouraging the situation.
With Aryan's agreement, the man became bolder in his speech.
But he didn't seem like a real threat.
Sirius looked at the new man entering the situation and then completely ignored him.
"Man! I can't take this anymore! Apologize for your words immediately! Otherwise..."
The man suddenly jumped at Sirius.
Then, Sirius looked down at him.
“If you don’t apologize?”
It wasn't just a look, it was looking at him from above.
The size difference between them was enormous.
Sirius approached until the man noticed the great physical difference between them, and he shuddered.
But everyone was watching them now.
If he backed down now, he would become a laughingstock in high society and would never be able to return there.
The man swallowed hard, but gathered his last remaining courage to declare his challenge.
“I… ask Aryan to accept the challenge!”
"challenge…!"
Suddenly, a big word came out.
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