I Put all my Stats into Charm - Chapter 60

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I Put All My Stats Into Charm Episode 060

Calliton emerged from the garden.

As he entered the Duke’s Palace, Jerome approached from the distance.

“I greet His Imperial Highness the Crown Prince.”

Jerome bowed his head respectfully and continued speaking.

“Are you returning from the garden?”

“Yes.”

After a brief silence.

Jerome spoke up again.

“I heard you danced with Miss Emmerbier.”

“Aisha Emmerbier said she needed a dance partner.”

“If you had informed me, I would have ensured you needn’t trouble yourself.”

“I had free time and it was entertaining, so no need to worry.”

At Jerome’s strangely cold tone, Calliton maintained his smile and continued.

“By the way, I didn’t know the Duke was so interested in me.”

“I was concerned whether your stay at the Duke’s Palace might be tedious.”

Calliton narrowed his eyes. He stared at Jerome silently for a moment before speaking again.

“Speaking of which. How about hosting a ball?”

Jerome responded as if the sudden suggestion was unexpected.

“A ball?”

“Yes. As the Duke said, it is rather tedious. Just sitting around makes me restless.”

Calliton continued in a nonchalant voice.

“With all the talk of missing persons and monsters, the atmosphere is quite unsettled. It would be good to boost morale before the expedition.”

Jerome, who had been quietly listening to Calliton’s words, nodded.

“I shall prepare the ball as Your Highness wishes.”

“Good. Thank you for your trouble.”

Just as Calliton was about to pat Jerome’s shoulder, Jerome twisted his body to avoid it.

As silence fell between the two men, Jerome bowed his head with a flustered voice.

“…Please forgive my rudeness.”

“Not at all. I forgot that the Duke dislikes physical contact.”

Calliton chuckled and lowered his hand.

“Well then, I’ll see you at the ball.”

Leaving those words, Calliton departed.

As Jerome was about to take his own leave, thoughts of Aisha Emmerbier crossed his mind.

‘Didn’t she say she had no dress to change into?’

The troll had destroyed her carriage, she had said. She mentioned having only one spare dress.

Of course, the dress she was wearing now was fine, but it wasn’t suitable for a ball.

It would be difficult to find a ball-appropriate dress in a foreign land.

After brief consideration, Jerome called for the butler.

“Mother’s dresses. Are they well preserved?”

The butler’s eyes widened before softening gently.

“Yes. The late Duchess’s belongings are well preserved.”

The previous Duke and Duchess had been tall with large frames. Thanks to that, Jerome inherited a sturdy build, but his mother’s dresses would likely be a bit loose on Aisha Emmerbier.

“Call for a seamstress.”

After finishing dance practice with Calliton.

I immediately went to find Jerome.

Dancing was one thing, but I felt I needed to address yesterday’s mistake.

After all, groping someone’s body carelessly was wrong behavior.

Still, thinking that at least his affection hadn’t decreased, I headed to Jerome’s study.

When I knocked on the study door, Jerome’s voice came from inside.

“Please come in.”

Entering the study, I faced Jerome sitting at his desk.

I averted my gaze once again.

My mind had reached the point of automatically conjuring images of Jerome’s bare torso.

“Please, have a seat.”

Avoiding Jerome’s eyes, I sat on the study sofa. And my eyes lingered on the sofa where Jerome had been sitting last night.

So in that spot, Jerome had taken off his shirt and…

I forcibly stopped my thoughts as if flipping a switch and gave myself an internal slap.

‘Get a grip, just get a grip!’

Even lustful demons have limits.

Can’t purification magic eliminate perverted thoughts?

Just as I was thinking that, Jerome spoke first.

“You seem to have grown quite close to His Highness.”

That’s true.

While he still picks fights, hasn’t he been helping in various ways and becoming more affectionate in attitude?

I didn’t dislike talking with Calliton as much as before either.

At this rate, it’s right to say I’ve grown closer to Calliton than before.

“Yes. His personality isn’t as terrib… I mean, he’s not as scary as I thought. He has good sides too.”

I almost badmouthed him without realizing, but I should acknowledge what deserves acknowledgment.

Anyway, I didn’t come here to talk about Calliton.

“About last night.”

When last night was mentioned, Jerome straightened his already proper posture once more.

In the less awkward atmosphere than before, I continued.

“I was so sorry. I shouldn’t have touched you so carelessly like that. So tempting…”

At another near slip of the tongue, I quickly changed course.

“Anyway, I was rude. You must have been uncomfortable, I’m sorry.”

“I wasn’t uncomfortable.”

Huh?

At the unexpected answer, I looked up to meet Jerome’s gaze.

Eyes as refreshing as a blue sea were quietly watching me.

“I should have told you. Miss Emmerbier is fine.”

Once again, I felt a tickling sensation in my chest.

What did it mean that only I was fine?

A warm heat seemed to hover around my chest and face.

Then, Jerome spoke again.

“You suggested we become friends.”

He continued with a calm expression.

“I’ll accept that proposal.”

“…!”

I opened my eyes wide in surprise.

Finally!

I succeeded in getting one step closer to Jerome!

I don’t know why making one friend is such a difficult task—there’s still a mountain to climb—but I almost teared up at this small achievement after all the hardship.

Having taken one step closer to Jerome’s ending, I barely calmed my surging heart.

Then I grabbed his hand firmly.

“You made a good decision. You won’t regret it!”

“…”

Jerome coughed a few times, then quietly withdrew his captured hand and said.

“I heard you were practicing dancing in the garden.”

How did he know?

Did Calliton tattle on me?

No way, he agreed to help me and then went and told the person involved?

He didn’t seem like someone with loose lips. I’m seeing you in a new light, Calliton.

Then, Jerome continued speaking.

“If you need more dance practice, I would be happy to be your practice partner.”

To readily make such an offer first. This wasn’t behavior the usual Jerome would show.

Is this some kind of privilege only friends can enjoy?

“I’m sorry, but I won’t have anything to ask of you, Duke.”

“….”

I firmly declined.

I’m practicing to make a good impression on Jerome. I can’t show him my terrible dancing.

I might step on Jerome’s feet just like I stepped on Calliton’s.

Still, I smiled brightly so Jerome wouldn’t feel awkward.

“Thank you for offering first. I’ll gratefully accept the sentiment.”

Jerome answered with his usual calm expression.

“Since the lady’s feelings come first, please don’t worry about it.”

Jerome seemed fine too. With a lightened heart, I got up from my seat.

“You must be busy, so I’ll take my leave now.”

“…Yes. Please rest comfortably.”

Phew! It feels like a weight has been lifted from my chest!

I rolled around on the bed to my heart’s content.

The misunderstanding was cleared up, and I became friends with Jerome! No matter how I think about it, things seem to be going smoothly since I came here.

‘Maybe I can capture him faster than I thought?’

As I rolled and tumbled on the bed once more, I heard a knock.

‘Who could it be?’

There’s no one who should be coming?

I opened the door with curiosity, and a woman in an obviously sophisticated dress greeted me.

“I came at the Duke’s request. May I take the lady’s measurements for a moment?”

“That’s fine.”

I let the woman into my room and entrusted my body to her as she began taking my measurements.

“What are you taking measurements for?”

“The Duke is preparing a dress for the lady.”

A dress as a gift.

‘He’s giving me a present to commemorate becoming friends!’

Getting a dress as a gift too. Becoming friends is a good thing.

The woman who finished taking measurements left the room.

As I was seeing her off, I ran into Calliton who had his hand raised as if he was about to knock on the door.

One of his eyebrows went up.

“A seamstress?”

“The Duke sent her. I think he’s going to give me clothes as a gift.”

Calliton sat down in a chair.

“When will they have time to make clothes? The ball is right around the corner.”

“Oh, has the ball already been confirmed?”

“Yes. There won’t be enough time to make clothes.”

It feels like it hasn’t been long since I practiced dancing. The ball has been decided?

That’s fast action.

Anyway, to go to a ball, I’d need a suitable dress. I only had one dress.

I feel like I’ve been wearing only this outfit the entire time I’ve been at the Duke’s Palace. It would be awkward to wear it again.

Then, Calliton snapped his fingers.

The door burst open and people carrying dresses filed into the room in a line.

I looked at the dresses filing in with a bewildered expression.

“Wh-what is this?”

The moment the room filled with dresses of various colors.

The corners of his mouth curved up gently.

“I didn’t know what you’d like, so I brought them all.”

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