The prom has begun.

When Loria climbed the last step, she saw the impossibly empty hall, which was described in part because it was surprisingly large and because it was empty...... Even if it's a ghost, only the sound of music coming out of nowhere doesn't stop.

As I approached the top, I heard the laughter of many people.

It's really crazy.

Loria rubbed her eyes vigorously, as if she heard Isabella's teeth chattering.

Afraid of ghosts.

Poof, no matter how many times she thought about it, she found it funny, and automatically ignored that Isabella was not exactly a machine...... When she opened her eyes again, she saw a crowded ballroom—a haunted ballroom, with men and women gathered together, two in the middle dancing, while the ghosts around the hall surrounded the city in small circles of varying numbers, discussing things passionately, and occasionally making gestures of raising their heads and laughing...... The kind of laughing that doesn't make any sound.

Is this the rhythm of scaring the poor maid to death?Feeling her clothes pulled from behind, Loria sighed, although it made her feel happy that the poisonous tongue machine qì person was scared like this, but ...... I'm so happy!

She hopped towards the middle of the ballroom, and walked through the dancing ghosts without looking scared—she was used to seeing rotting corpses that moved, and she thought the ghosts were cute compared to the undead with *...... Even though these 'cute' things flickered, parts of her body would disappear from her sight from time to time.

Loria and the mechanical maid she led and walked like a machine to the center of the ballroom, and sure enough, as she expected, as long as they didn't charge at the ghosts or show obvious malice, they would only keep repeating the actions they had taken some time before they died...... It never stops.

An inexplicable feeling of suffocation.

In the sea of silent laughter, great horror has just surfaced.

The music stops abruptly again and again, and the same piece of music is played again and again.

Loria stared at those same smiles for a long time. Isabella, who had been lost for a long time, also recovered.

I said...... Little squirrel, do you know how to dance?"

A strange color appeared on her face, and Isabella's voice trembled. She now doesn't even call her 'master' as a disguise, but by the nickname she gave Loria.

She's stupid, isn't she?

"Of course ......"

The pink-haired girl turned and looked up at Isabella. After a moment, she showed a fake sweet smile, and she curtsied at the edge of her skirt in shorts, "Not at all." ”

The orphanage teaches you how to speak, write, do arithmetic, do housework, make crafts, and how to hide your thoughts, but not dance.

Nomerrigan teaches you all the branches of science you've heard and haven't heard of, as well as mystical survival techniques on how to survive all sorts of brutal explosions, but not the human dance.

The Scarlet Crusaders teach you to slash people, slash people, and slash people, and still don't teach to dance.

Call......

Isabella let out a sigh of relief, not knowing whether she was disappointed that Loria couldn't dance. Still to muster up her courage that would be shattered at any moment, she looked around, and then looked at Loria, her eyes scattered for a moment.

Loria immediately recognized that this was a precursor to Isabella's little tricks, and she immediately turned and ran away without knowing what the maid wanted to do, but Isabella's abilities were obviously different from her hypnotism, and she didn't need to make eye contact with her target, and the moment she turned around, a strange pause reappeared.

In Loria's senses, the pause lasted less than half a second. But she knew she must have been there for a long time—the evidence was that her easy-to-move shorts and shirt had been replaced by overly flashy dresses.

She didn't know the outfit, but it didn't fit well.

"What the hell are you doing!"

"Your great-grandmother's relics have been given to you. ”

"Help! There's a pervert here! I'm hiding a girl's dress and carrying it with me all the time!"

"Shut ...... up"

Isabella's face flushed. Finally became like a living person...... I've always wanted to dance with Doracecelia.

Although they don't look very alike, there are a lot of similarities after all, well, it's no problem if you make up for it a little!

Isabella, who has fully awakened the soul of a gentleman, bends down and stretches out her arm to Loria, although a certain pink-haired Lori doesn't know how to dance, but she also understands that this is an invitation action.

She hesitated, though she felt that she had no discipline...... But it will also be ashamed, let a person who can't dance dance openly in front of everyone, she will probably be shy.

Okay. There's no one here, so let's give it a try.

Loria reached for it. Then they were pulled towards Isabella, and the difference in height between the two of them was too great. Loria stumbled on her feet and almost fell.

"Relax, don't think about anything. ”

Isabella reminded.

All right...... Loria imagined herself as a puppet pulled by a thin thread, and something magical happened—she actually danced, and although she couldn't see herself, her precise rhythm and natural stretching made her feel like she must look good.

Isabella, who has lived at court for decades, is indeed very good at ballroom dancing.

"It's time for you to pay me. ”

Guiding Loria around a few times, Isabella said suddenly.

"Why?"

Loria was stunned for a moment, not that she was reluctant to pay her salary, but that Isabella had never asked for it before, which made her a little strange.

"Serving as a maid is fulfilling your promise to your ancestors, and you only need to find a way to repair it, and I will be paid...... In the future, you will have to pay more for the dance and etiquette teacher's share. ”

The tall maid said seriously with a straight look, she really wasn't joking.

"Okay. Loria didn't hesitate, at least if she was paid, she established a contractual relationship, hoping that this would awaken the other party's work ethic and stop calling the owner a little squirrel.

Just as she was about to ask Isabella how much she wanted to be paid, her gradual skill was interrupted.

A ghost...... A ghost dressed as a waiter stood quietly close to them, and when he saw them stop, he bowed slightly, and handed the tray in his hand to the two of them, which contained delicate little snacks, which looked real as opposed to the translucent ghosts that flickered and flickered.

Isabella, who had been brutally transformed, no longer needed food for energy, and naturally had no appetite...... Loria was intrigued.

She knew she shouldn't reach for the snacks on the tray, but she fell into strange hallucinations...... It's as if it's the ultimate delicacy in the world, and you have to taste it no matter what, even if it costs a lot.

That's the sweetest taste and the most vicious trap. (To be continued)

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