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6. Maybe this is what 2.5 dimensions is all about.\n​\n​\nNote: Elizabeth's fiance, previously Claude, has evolved to "Roberto"!\n​\nCholobert -> Claude -> Roberto\n​\n***\n​\n​\n​\nThe day of the party arrived.\n​\nFor a while, I stood next to Roberto as his fiancée and turned into a machine bowing to people who came to greet me.\n​\nI 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.\n \nThe 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.\n​\nI 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.\n \nThe 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.\n \nAnd, as expected of a target, he has a beautiful face that looks like a fake, although his eyes are bad.\n​\nHowever, rather than being two-dimensional, it gave me the impression that I was watching a foreign child actor. It's 3D.\n \nThere 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.\n \nIf 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.\n​\nAfter the rush of greetings had died down, I decided to get out of there. \n \nPretending to go pick flowers, I quietly left Roberto's side and blended in with the dressed-up nobles.\n \nEven 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.\n​\nMaking 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.\n \nI'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."\n​\nI landed on the grass in the garden and looked up to see a boy with glasses looking at me.\n​\nA boy with glasses was looking at me.\n \nHe was sitting there surrounded by several boys. All of them were probably my age, or maybe a year or two older.\n​\nThe 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.\n \nAll 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.\n​\nI recognized the face of the young man with glasses staring at me.\n \nHmmm. Who was it?\n \n"You're acting like a good boy, but you're so cocky."\n​\n"Just because you're the Prime Minister's son, you get carried away."\n​\nThe words "son of the Prime Minister" hit me. I'm sure you'll recognize him.\n \nThe name of the bespectacled young man staring at me was Isaac Guilford.\n​\nI'm not sure what to make of it.\n​\n​\n***\n​\n​\n​\n​