âWhat should we doâŠ? This is an invitation to the evening party⊠which is tomorrow night!â
When they hurriedly checked its contents, the invitation to the evening party, which had troubled Hannah as well as Emmaâs friends from the embroidery class, also reached House Stuart.
âHave we⊠completely ignored the Royal Familyâs invitation!?â
Itâs been almost one week since the letter arrived.
Is there any offense as grave as this in the noblesâ high society?
Standing around the family, Martha and the servants shrieked as they watched the situation unfold. Confirming tomorrow nightâs schedule, applying makeup, getting a carriage, and preparing to send a reply immediately to the Royal Family⊠The servants dispersed and started moving.
âAh⊠Thereâs no need to respond. House Stuartâs participation is mandatory⊠it said.â
âIs he a tyrant!?â
His Majestyâs unreasonableness was too excessive. None of the nobles would refuse the Royal Familyâs invitation, but to write it out was unheard of.
âEmma-sama doesnât have a dress!â Martha, who was running here and there to confirm various things, came to report with a pale face.
They also made the dress for the evening party last weekend in a hurry, and this week they made the dresses for the embroidery class friends and helped Hannah without thinking about Emmaâs dress whatsoever.
âAh! Should Emma try wearing the dress for Francesca-sama or the twins or Marion-samaâŠÂ It wonât work, huhâŠâ
âHaah.â George sighed as he recalled Fransescaâs and Marionâs styles were too different from Emmaâs. The twinsâ style was more similar compared to theirs, but Emma made the design more revealing.
âIs there no choice⊠but to⊠make it⊠all nightâŠ?â
It was a bitter realization for the family.
âNo way⊠Thatâs⊠absolutely impossible!â Emma firmly denied. Even though everyone was talking about her dressâŠ
âBut EmmaâŠâ Leonard talked to Emma to calm her down, but he didnât move. No, he couldnât move.
âNo, that, I⊠I also⊠canât do it! Iâm sorry.â William felt bad as he apologized.
âBut if we start making the dress tomorrow, we wonât make it in time, you know? Thereâs also the makeup and hairstyle⊠But⊠ah⊠I guess itâs also impossible for meâŠâ George said.
Leonard, George, Emma, and William had a cat resting its head on their laps, sleeping comfortably.
On the living room floor was a one-horned rabbit fur carpet. The family sat on it; the cats rolled into their laps and rested their heads like spoiled children while everyone was checking the letters addressed to Melsa. The family often came home late in the past week, so the catsâ sweet acts on this day couldnât be helped.
Could the family move their beloved cats, who were sleeping comfortably while purring, aside? Of course not. Thereâs no way they could.
âKoumei-sanâŠâ Emma petted the back of Koumeiâs ear.
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âMya, mya, purr⊠MeowâŠâ Koumei responded with a happy snort and sleep talk.
How cute. Having her cat rest on her is pure happiness. It has always been like that since then. No matter how much she wants to go to the toilet or how numb her legs are, she wonât move.
âUuu, so cute⊠U-Uuhh, so cute!â
Even if her bladder burst or if she was bad-mouthed for wearing the same dress by the nobles at the evening party, the joy of having her favorite cat purring in her lap was irresistible.
The sound of four giant cats purring was resounding as time moved forward mercilessly.
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~Ryuu-chanâs story~
Ryuu-chan saw the future where the family was in a rush for a dress.
(This isnât good! I have to tell them immediately!)
âMeow! Meow! Meow!â
The whole family started checking the letters.
(Alrighty, it will be okay like this! Iâm glad. Iâm glad âȘ⊠Zzz⊠Zzz⊠Zzz⊠PurrâŠ)
The other cats then started sleeping on each of the family memberâs laps too.