"Wait, Pique, girl... section, what is it...? Parcival paused uncertainly when he spoke of the word Maiden's Day.

"Brother Pat has only been back for a long time, and you don't know yet, right?" Pique turned his head to look at him, his eyes shining with excitement: "Girls' Day is a peach contest every year at the end of March!" Girls from 12 years old and under 20 years old can participate! The competition is divided into the ordinary class of girls and the noble daughter group, the two groups of competition dates and venues are different, the two groups of winning girls heard that they can get awesome prizes! ”

"Well, do you know anything about this......" Parcival blinked in surprise slightly.

"The winners of the two groups will receive a very valuable pink ruby ring, as well as the title of Girl's Day Princess!" Anne added with a smile as she stood aside.

"Huh? Sister Anne, have you attended? Peake asked curiously.

"Well, I participated once, but I was quickly eliminated. Arya's words have never participated once. With that, Anne turned her gaze to Arya.

"Why didn't Sister Arya participate?" Pique took Arya's right hand with a reluctant face, and shook it back and forth in a small arc.

"W-this......" Arya clasped her left finger into her cheek and cast a distressed look at Anne.

"Every year from May to June, there are duels in which men participate, and the champion of the duel can choose one of the two champions of the girls' competition and choose to kiss or invite him to dance. The premise is that the two champions of the girls' competition must voluntarily agree. Anne replied slowly with her hands behind her back, with one eye open and the other closed.

"Huh?! Is this why Sister Arya hasn't competed? Peake blinked, looked at Anne, then at Arya, and stopped shaking his hand.

"Yes, you think, Pique, for a girl, the first kiss and her first dance must be all given to the boy she likes, right?" Arya quickly squinted at Percival, then back to Peake.

"W-so...... Sister Arya, you... Got a boy you like!? Peake looked at Arya in shock, then at Percival, and finally at Arya, who didn't notice the look in her eyes.

"Count, count! Hahaha......" Arya scratched her head with one hand and smiled dryly.

But she didn't notice that after listening to Pique's conversation with her, Percival's face drooped unchangeably, and he subconsciously clenched the handle of his sword, and his hand made a faint grinding sound against the metal.

"So, will Sister Arya participate this year?!" Peake frantically tugged at the corners of her skirt with both hands.

"Originally, I didn't have this plan, but this year, I guess I'll think about it depending on the situation. I don't have much experience in participating, so it doesn't matter if I don't win the championship, after all, the purpose of the competition is to make everyone happy. With a relaxed smile, Arya patted Peake's little head with her hand.

"I don't know if there will be any changes in this year's judges, but the lord and the lady have always participated in the selection." Anne tilted her head in thought.

"Mom and Dad will definitely not be absent, they are the champions of the first few rosé competitions and duel competitions. But at breakfast, they didn't tell me about it, so I guess I haven't been notified yet, so I'll ask them when I get back. After Arya finished speaking, she looked up at Percival: "Then, let's go back first." ”

"Yes, have a nice day, Miss Arya." Percival bowed slightly, and watched with Pique as they left in the carriage.

When it was time for afternoon tea, Arya and her parents discussed the Girls' Day competition.

Hearing his daughter mention this, Torris remembered something, and tapped his lips with a fork: "Oh, this, I was notified when I came back, and I originally wanted to tell you when I was dinner." The Pink Tournament is held at the end of the month, and the Noble Daughters are held at Carden Park. However, in the case of the judges, two more people will be added this year. ”

"Two more... Who is it? Arya's eyes widened and she stopped cutting the strawberry cake in her hand.

"Pat and Arran." Torris smiled like a spring breeze.

"Liar, huh!? Percival and Arran!? They promised!? Hearing these two names, Arya sprang up from her chair with a frightened face.

"Yes, don't be so surprised, baby, it was me and the organizers who invited them to participate." Toris smiled and put down the knife and fork in his hand and explained to his daughter: "If you don't invite them for this kind of important event, it will be a bit unreasonable. Moreover, once there are handsome young people of the Order as judges, whether it is a civilian girl or a noble lady, they will rush to participate, they will show all their strength, and the selection results will be fair, I believe that this year's pink competition will be very exciting. ”

I don't believe that Percival would agree to such a thing to his father, he must have reluctantly agreed because of his father's care for him, I know him too well, Arya muttered inwardly.

"Dad, you must have forced them to be judges, didn't you?" She cast a disdainful look at her father.

"No, Dad isn't the kind of person who makes it difficult for a strong man." Torris shook his finger briskly, and then said, "I told them that my precious daughter will also participate in the competition, and she is participating for the first time, and if you can be the judge this time, she will definitely be inspired." ”

Ah, this is... How cunning!! Arya looked like she had eaten ten bitter melons, and she was eager to throw the fork out of her hand and nail Torris firmly to the wall.

Seeing that her daughter's face was a little wrong, Claire gently took her daughter's hand: "Pat agreed very simply, saying that he would definitely come to encourage his best friend, it's good, Arya, to be good friends with Pat." ”

"Forget it, I still want to think about it, in that case, then I'll participate in the competition... Wait, you won't even help me sign up, will you? Arya pouted dissatisfiedly, crossed her hands to her chest and questioned her parents, and when she saw her parents huddle in their chairs and throw her pitiful eyes with "let us go this time", she instantly knew the answer.

Ouch, I started to have a headache, and Arya covered her face with one hand helplessly, and when the afternoon tea was over, she went back to her room and told Anne about her parents' conversation.

"Ah, the lord and the lady are really, you should think more about your feelings." Anne handed her a plate of hard fruit candy and jelly.

"Well, forget it, as long as Percival is here, I'm motivated! For the rest of the time, let's go for special training! The Pink Contest is a random event every year, and you don't know what the problem will be. Arya took the candy tray and threw a few candies into her mouth at random, rattling into her mouth.

"That's right, Arya, in order to prevent you from staging a tragedy like mine, I won't release water during the special training in the past few days? Will you be able to hold on? Anne had a rare look of energy on her face.

"Of course! Nothing stumps Rose-Marie! Arya put down her plate and stood up to face her. The two girls looked at each other and smiled, happily raised their hands, and clapped their hands together.

As time passed, the time of the game gradually approached Arya. They are looking forward to the day with anticipation and nervousness.

On the morning of the race, Arya was wearing a new beige pink dress, and as soon as she went out with Anne, they saw a round carriage with gold trim parked at the door, decorated with pink satin and pink roses, which looked elegant and lovely.

"Wow! What a beautiful carriage! Arya walked up to the carriage and couldn't help but give a delighted compliment.

"Every girl who participates in the Pink Contest has their own carriage to take them to the competition venue. Miss Dushante, please get in the carriage and I'll take you to Carden Park. "The driver was a well-dressed young male waiter, and the white horse was also tied with a golden bridle.

"Excuse me, can you bring a female companion with me?" Arya looked at Anne, then turned to look at the waiter.

"I'm sorry, miss, but I can only take one contestant with me." The waiter shook his head with an apologetic smile.

"Well, then it can't be helped." Arya cast a worried look at Anne, took her hands and asked, "Anne, are you okay alone?" I know you're going to be timid in a crowded setting, and that's a little reassuring. ”

"It's okay, trust me!" Anne clasped Arya's hands and smiled lightly and firmly: "Even if we are separated, we will get to the same place in our own way, we are the best match, right?" ”

"That's right, let's meet at the time of the game!" Hearing Anne say this, Arya was a little relieved.

"Well, come on! Be sure to show your best side to Mr. Perseus! Anne waited until Arya got into the carriage and did not forget to encourage her.

"Leave it to me! Sir, let's go! Arya replied, turning her head to the waiter.

"Yes! Miss! The carriage began to move towards its destination.

On the way to Carden Park, Arya looked through the window and saw many of the same carriages running cautiously on the road, but some of the horses were red.

"Sir, may I ask why the carriages are all the same, but the horses are of different colors?" Arya asked curiously.

"That's right, Miss, for the convenience of the distinction, the carriage of the noble daughter is a white horse, and the carriage of the commoner girl is a jujube red horse, and other than that, it is the same." The waiter politely answered her questions. After receiving the answer, Arya nodded, and did not say more.

When the carriage arrived at the gate of Carden Park, Arya was struck by what she saw: the stone pillars of Carden Park were decorated with various colors of silk and flowers. In the fragrance of flowers, many carriages pass by and stop here, and celebrities gather in countless small groups, standing at the door and talking; The merchants and vendors who came here put on all kinds of beautiful and novel gadgets to attract visitors.

Carden Park has become a sea of people, but fortunately it is large enough to accommodate so many people, and Mr. Brownor is really hard. Arya saw the orderly display of the vigilantes led by Rondo on both sides of the road, and she sighed in her heart as she watched her carriage enter the park.