The festive light displays lit up the town…-.
In Sincea, Land of Brilliance, there stood a hotel, and in front of it a single black limousine was parked.
Rica: “Hey Creto, hurry and get out.”
Creto: “Hey! Hold on Rica! I’m still getting my heart ready…!”
Colorer: “Haha, you’re too nervous Creto.”
As they raised their lively voices, the Princes of the Land of Chocolate stepped out of the limo.
Million: “Welcome and thank you for coming this night to our country and Sincea’s Christmas Party. The reception is this way.”
Million, Prince of Sincea of the Land of Brilliance, waited at the entrance and politely bowed his head as he showed the three inside.
Rica: “Come on Creto. Your greetings. You practiced right?”
Creto: “P-Prince Million! Um… thank you for inviting us to attend today!”
Rica pushed Creto from behind and Creto bowed his head, his cheeks flushed.
Colorer: “Seems like he’s still quite nervous.”
Rica: “Though he seemed pretty excited about all this in the car.”
Million: “I’m honored that you enjoyed yourselves enroute. Let us have the most extraordinary Christmas today. Especially as the chocolate you are providing for tonight cannot be beat.”
Rica: “Heh, I’m looking forward to it.”
Creto stared at the two as they conversed with a practiced air….-.
Creto: “…you two are amazing. You’re so proper like you’re accustomed to doing this.”
Colorer: “That’s always how Rica is. I’m sure you’ll be able to do it too Creto, with practice.”
Rica: “It’s not really practice, but formal things are unnatural. It’s just a greeting, is that something to get so nervous about?”
Creto: “Yes! I wanna have that same smart and cool poise… ah, I mean, I would like to.”
Having originally spoken with vigor, Creto gradually made himself smaller and the other three ended up smiling.
Colorer: “You’re charming enough the way you are Creto. And you did your greetings well.”
Rica: “Besides, you’ll be able to do the rest of the stuff sooner or later. People who speak pretty freely normally have trouble maintaining composure when speaking formally, right?”
Million: “…it’s a matter of course that one is cordial in front of guests.”
Million fixed his gaze on Rica, whose expression seemed to be hinting at something, as he returned a perfectly practiced grin.
Million: “Prince Creto. It is Christmas after all, so please enjoy yourself with everyone tonight.”
Rica: “…like he said. Since we were invited, enjoying the party is the most important thing.”
With a smile, Million urged them on into the hall and Rica exchanged a look of mutual understanding with him.
Creto: “Right…! Hehe, I hope everyone here likes the chocolate that I made!”
Perhaps the tension Creto was feeling had started to dissipate after everyone’s words, as his voice now was lively and excited.
The four princes stepped inside the hall, thinking about the Christmas Party that was just about to begin.
END