Chapter 23: Banquet[1]
In the Nightryn's estate,
Lira had just finished packing her young master's clothes for the social meet, which would happen tomorrow evening.
She was in Noctis's room while her young master was having lunch with Lady Ericka.
Picking up the trolley, she walked towards the duke's private quarters, where other servants were present, waiting for their master.
Having placed it in the car, she waited with the other servants for a few minutes before Noctis and Ericka arrived wearing casual clothes.
Lira looked at her young master, who was wearing casual clothing for the journey; she couldn't help but laugh a little on the inside.
'All that training, yet he doesn't look much different from 7 months ago. Young master was already good-looking as a boy back then, but now that he let his hair grow for some reason, he doesn't realize he looks like a girl now.' She thought, letting out a sigh, Lira remembered something about her young master.
'I don't know why, but he would always consistently downplay his own attractive face as an average-looking, decent face. I thought he was humble at first, but as months passed, it repeated constantly, and even after he let his hair grow long, he was the same, and now I have come to a conclusion! Young Master must have a kind of mental disorder related to having a flawed perspective on his own appearance and more'.
Lira looked at Ericka dragging Noctis with a headlock on him, walking towards the open door of the car.
'I should report this to Lady Ericka once both of them return back from the capital city.'
Noctis struggled to break free from the head lock, but he couldn't overpower his aunt's grip, sighing he let her drag him into vehicle.