[Nova Family]
The family that produced the hero of the Empire, ‘Karuga Nova,’ is a gracious family that has kindly lent its name to the Legend Fighter.
This Nova family is a great noble with dominion over the Eastern region and also manages the Roots of the World Tree in that area. Recently, the Nova family invited me and Miss Sylvia to participate in a memorial service honoring Karuga Nova.
“Well, it has come to this, so let’s get ready today, Yuren.”
“Do we really have to prepare this much?”
“Of course! Are you really thinking of going to an invitation from the Nova family dressed like that!?”
‘Yikes!!’
The memorial service in the Other World wasn’t as heavy as a ritual for the deceased. It was more like a noble event where aristocrats invited their connections.
So, I thought I could just wear a tuxedo casually, but it seemed Miss Sylvia didn’t agree with my light-hearted approach.
“Yuren and the Irene School are actually in a position of high nobility in the Southern region. Plus, we’re partners with the Edward Family. So you need to look the part.”
“But I don’t know anything about such formalities.”
“Don’t worry. I’ll take care of everything. Just stick with me today.”
So I was dragged by Sylvia to a tailor shop in Zephia.
As soon as I entered the shop packed with high-end clothing, a gentle-looking gentleman in his 40s welcomed Sylvia.
“Hello, Miss Sylvia! It’s been a while.”
“Aldric, it’s been a long time! Are you prepared?”
“Of course! Everything you mentioned has been prepared.”
Sylvia seemed to have a close friendship with the tailor. I didn’t know self-development like this from my previous life, so I just stood there blankly, gazing at Sylvia.
“Then Aldric, I’ll leave Yuren in your hands.”
“Certainly. Miss Sylvia, please follow me, Yuren. The tuxedo is ready.”
Following Aldric, we entered an elegant and incredibly spacious fitting room. Inside, there were exquisite tuxedos, belts, boots, and more made from obviously expensive materials.
Is this how nobles choose their outfits in the Other World?
“Well then, Yuren, let’s try this on.”
I silently tried on the clothes Aldric handed me. When I came out wearing a black tuxedo and a silver coat, Sylvia was sitting and waiting for me.
As she observed me closely, she said, “Hmm…maybe brighter boots would look better.”
Following her suggestion, I switched to a different pair of boots. After Sylvia looked me over again, she said, “Let’s change the coat and buckle to something that suits your image better.”
“Yes, Miss Sylvia.”
For nearly an hour, I became Sylvia’s doll, trying on all sorts of outfits. When I couldn’t tell if I was wearing a coat or pants anymore, I recalled my friends from my previous life describing the hell of department store dates.
So this is what Taekwang was talking about.
After an hour, I ended up wearing a flamboyant outfit that looked like a foreign prince, combining a black tuxedo with a white coat.
“After all, it seems the outfit looks great on you. Miss Sylvia.”
“Yes…yes, it does. You look amazing, Yuren.”
Sylvia blushed and praised me. Though it was tiring, I felt grateful for Sylvia’s attentiveness, and I honestly said, “Thanks for looking out for me, Sylvia.”
“It’s fine. You’re my partner, after all.”
As my outfit was nearing completion, Aldric spoke up.
“Miss Sylvia, the dress you ordered has also arrived. Would you like to try it on?”
“You ordered a dress too, Sylvia? I want to see it!”
Sylvia usually wore neat clothes without much exposure. But the dresses in the Other World had a little more reveal to them.
Sylvia in such a dress!?
Honestly, I wanted to see that as a man.
“Uh… In that case, I’ll try it on too, just in case there’s a size issue.”
Sylvia entered the fitting room with a female maid. About five minutes later, she came out.
“How do I look, Yuren?”
“Wow…………”
Sylvia emerged wearing a sapphire-like dress that perfectly matched her image. The silky-soft dress clung to her body, showing off her figure without hiding anything.
What surprised me most was how much of her bare back was exposed.
Won’t she be cold like that?
I had heard that dresses in the Other World typically had a high degree of exposure.
This was the moment I was glad to have reincarnated in this world.
“Speak up, Yuren.”
“Ah, sorry, you look so beautiful…”
While I was lost in admiration of Sylvia’s beauty and the dress, I finally managed to respond.
At my words, Sylvia’s face turned even redder, and she turned her head away as she replied.
“Well… if that’s the case, then I guess it can’t be helped. It’s okay. I’ll forgive you.”
I made sure to remember Sylvia’s appearance in that dress from various angles.
I had to include it in the game later.
*
After that, our march named a date continued. I learned dining etiquette from Sylvia and how to choose presents for the Nova family.
After six exhausting hours, I was utterly drained in the carriage.
“Are you okay, Yuren?”
“I feel like I’m going to die.”
With my energy at zero, I couldn’t even lift a finger.
“Isn’t it tough to deal with clothes, etiquette, and gifts…? Doesn’t this tiring stuff bother you, Sylvia?”
“It’s just my daily life.”
Sylvia said nonchalantly. But she wore a slightly lonely smile as she spoke.
“However, I feel like these aristocrat events have been a bit tough on me lately.”
“Tough?”
Sylvia gazed out at the sunset, revealing a side of her I had never seen before.
“Yes, before I was with Yuren, it was just an ordinary routine… but now it feels like a bothersome event.”
I had taken for granted the fact that I was laughing and chatting with Sylvia while working on the game. I had forgotten that, as long as the Other World was a medieval aristocratic society, there were bound to be political issues.
And it was Sylvia who helped me concentrate on game development by resolving all that.
“It’s strange, isn’t it? I find the game events we have together fun, though.”
“Sylvia…”
Realizing that I had let Sylvia suffer alone, I felt sorry.
Wasn’t there something I could do to make Sylvia happy?
…Ah!
“By the way, Sylvia! Have you been to the game center lately?”
“Um… I haven’t been able to go recently.”
“Then let’s go after a long time together!”
“Now?”
Before Sylvia could say anything else, I spoke to the driver in the front.
“Immediately take us to the Zephia Game Center.”
“Understood, Lord Yuren.”
We then turned direction and headed toward the Zephia Game Center.
When we arrived, Sylvia’s face was filled with surprise.
“Yuren! What is this?!”
Outside the Zephia Game Center was a gigantic screen broadcasting a live race where dozens of people were participating in Thomas Kart.
Vroom! Vroom!
“That’s it! Go Bean!!!”
“Don’t lose even in an event before the race!!!!”
People were watching the race with excitement, gluing their eyes to that giant screen.
This was the transformation that Thomas Kart had made to the game center.
“Thanks to Thomas Kart allowing dozens of people to participate together, the game center has changed like this. They say each weekday after 3 PM and on weekends from 11 AM, matches are held every hour.”
With the possibility of network play and competition through racing, gamers began to gather at the game center to hold their own racing competitions.
Naturally, there were no prizes for winning, as it was merely an event for fun.
But that was enough to trigger the gamers’ desire to challenge themselves.
“Is anyone asking you to do this, Yuren?”
“Not at all! I wouldn’t go through all that trouble!”
“Well, Yuren did complain about repetitive events.”
While I enjoyed planning grand events, I detested having to organize annoying events daily.
Watching people race, cheer, and laugh, Sylvia said, “It’s truly amazing. Before the game came out, people would gather here to play only about twice a year, but now it has become an everyday occurrence. Your game is really incredible, Yuren.”
Of course, my game had to be great.
It was the result of synthesizing immense wisdom from countless games from my previous life.
Truly, it wasn’t me who was great.
It was the family that helped bring that result to the world and recognized the value of the game, especially Sylvia.
I held Sylvia’s hand and said, “I didn’t do this alone. We did this together.”
“…………”
Sylvia’s hand was quite warm, and she gazed down, unable to meet my eyes.
Even as a relationship rookie, I could tell.
Now, I needed to remain quietly patient.
“Let’s keep doing our best together, Yuren.”
“I’ll do my best too, Sylvia.”
With her face still blushing, Sylvia spoke, and I simply smiled back.
I thought this would be okay.
Yes, I knew we would keep moving forward together like this.
“Should we head back then?”
“Yes…let’s go back and prepare.”
And so, our date came to an end.
It wasn’t a heart-fluttering experience, but both Sylvia and I were satisfied with the outing.
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