My Dear Husband, Let's Keep It Business-Like! ~Countess Anastasia, Raised in The Downtown, Won't Give Up Her Way~ - Episode 51

In Ana’s special training menu for the ball, dance lessons were added. Of course, I am her partner.

At this moment, acknowledging my feelings and dancing with the person I like is incredibly both exciting and embarrassing.

But at this point, my feelings come second. Anna is working hard with all her might. I must not have any guilty feelings, no matter what.

Even if Ana, dressed up for the dance, is the cutest ever, even if she smells good when she whispers closer than before, even if she feels soft when we get close for the first time… I’m such an idiot!! This is just perverted!!

“Moving your body is a great way to refresh your mind!”

Contrary to everyone’s expectations, Ana, who turned out to be a master dancer, happily went through the lessons saying so, but my spirit was being ground down.

I can only endure this, thinking of it as atonement for the foolish deeds I committed in the past.

As if to add to my suffering, a swift horse from the royal capital brought an unbelievable piece of news.

A messenger from His Highness the Crown Prince appeared at the count’s residence in the royal capital and said, “We will prepare the Countess’s dress here.”

The moment I heard it, I thought my bl00d vessels in my head would burst from anger.

I’m glad I wasn’t there. The chances of things going smoothly were almost zero.

Even Ana, who has no acquaintance with the Crown Prince, is tilting her head in suspicion.

A man from outside, who is of higher status than her husband, gives a dress to a newlywed wife.

The implication of this behavior is incredibly despicable.

What does this mean?

Did you not drag Anna to the ball to humiliate her after being begged by the Fairfanville Duke’s daughter?

Or is it that you want to humiliate Ana even more, as if that weren’t enough…?

I will never let that happen.

No matter what happens, I will protect Ana.

That night, I wrote a letter.

Honestly, I want to protect Ana on my own, but if I’m up against both the Crown Prince and the leading Duke’s family, the difference in power is just too great.

My petty pride is nothing compared to Ana’s safety.

“I trust you… Lord Alexander…!”

Gradually, the day to return to the royal capital is approaching.

The dress was successfully completed beautifully, and I also learned that when Anna and the spirit form a contract, the spirit gains even greater power.

If those three spirits form a contract with Ana and come to the royal capital with her, it would be incredibly reassuring.

The problem is Ana’s naming sense, though…

Where does the sensibility to name a spirit “Muscle” come from?

When you combine the names of the three people, it turns into something like “Overzealous Muscleman Charges In.” It’s quite a powerful phrase.

I can’t help but look forward to the birth of a new power word. Ana’s naming sense is starting to become a bit of an addiction.

For now, since Ana turning bright red and being embarrassed was both rare and cute, I think I’ll just watch over her for a while.

It would be nice if we could complete the contract by the time we reach the royal capital, but will we make it in time?

The next day, a party mimicking a soirée was held at the count’s mansion.

It was like a rehearsal for Ana, who had never attended a ball before, but thanks to the enthusiastic preparations by the servants, it turned out to be quite a genuine party.

The servants are all smiling, Ana seems to be having fun, and the mansion is filled with laughter, just like when Mother was alive. I’m so happy.

Escorting Ana, who was beautifully dressed, and dancing with her. While spending a moment that felt like a dream, a small incident occurred.

Ana, who had her first taste of alcohol, got completely drunk on a small amount of fruit wine.