6. Maybe this is what 2.5 dimensions is all about.

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Note: Elizabeth's fiance, previously Claude, has evolved to "Roberto"!

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Cholobert -> Claude -> Roberto

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The day of the party arrived.

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For a while, I stood next to Roberto as his fiancée and turned into a machine bowing to people who came to greet me.

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I didn't want to annoy him by talking, so I left the conversation to Roberto and his father and basically kept my mouth shut and smiled.

 

The only conversation I had with Roberto was "Good day," and I was very choked up because I was mostly silent. I thought I would lose the ability to speak.

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I had nothing to do, so I stared blankly at my fiancé's face, and when I saw him in the same dimension, I felt that he was a three-dimensional character, even though he was supposed to be a two-dimensional character. No, of course not.

 

The Roberto I saw next to me certainly had the look of the Roberto I had seen in the game. His boring but somewhat pompous attitude, and his all-back Tobi-colored hair were very similar to the Roberto I knew.

 

And, as expected of a target, he has a beautiful face that looks like a fake, although his eyes are bad.

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However, rather than being two-dimensional, it gave me the impression that I was watching a foreign child actor. It's 3D.

 

There is a strange sense of reality when the two dimensions are the same, and you feel that they are real people in the same dimension.

 

If a foreign child actor played "Roberto as a child," it would be like this. In a strange way, I gained a mysterious "understanding" of what 2.5 dimensions might be like.

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After the rush of greetings had died down, I decided to get out of there.

 

Pretending to go pick flowers, I quietly left Roberto's side and blended in with the dressed-up nobles.

 

Even though the corset was not painful, it was still a tight fit. I didn't feel like enjoying a full meal, so I skipped the snacks and sweets and went out the window to the balcony.

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Making sure no one was watching, I climbed up on the railing and gently jumped down into the garden. I was wearing flats today to disguise the height difference between me and Roberto. Climbing the railing was easy.

 

I'll hide in the garden for a while. If anyone asks me what I'm doing, I can say something like, "I was looking at the flowers in your garden."

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I landed on the grass in the garden and looked up to see a boy with glasses looking at me.

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A boy with glasses was looking at me.

 

He was sitting there surrounded by several boys. All of them were probably my age, or maybe a year or two older.

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The boys around me were standing around the boy with glasses, so they hadn't noticed me yet. It was only natural that I landed on the ground almost without making a sound.

 

All of them were well-dressed, so they must have been the sons of the party today. However, only the girl with glasses had a bit of dirt on her face and clothes.

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I recognized the face of the young man with glasses staring at me.

 

Hmmm. Who was it?

 

"You're acting like a good boy, but you're so cocky."

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"Just because you're the Prime Minister's son, you get carried away."

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The words "son of the Prime Minister" hit me. I'm sure you'll recognize him.

 

The name of the bespectacled young man staring at me was Isaac Guilford.

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I'm not sure what to make of it.

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