Chapter 464: The Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye Wants to Wear a Wedding Dress

“Good morning.”

The first thing Himekoji saw when he opened his eyes was the Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye.

Sunlight streamed in through the window. Backlit, the Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye shone brighter than the light.

Of course, it was a “shining” kind of beautiful.

“…Morning.”

Seeing Himekoji’s fixed gaze, the Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye fidgeted with her lips and whispered this response. At the same time, she shyly turned her face away.

Finding this reaction both cute and amusing, Himekoji couldn’t help but smile slowly.

Then, he noticed his perspective at that moment felt a bit strange.

It was upwards, from below. The very center of his vision was the Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye’s delicate, small chin.

Just then, the soft feeling against the back of his head became clear.

Ah, so it was a lap pillow?

He instantly understood the situation.

It felt pretty great.

So comfortable he felt like going right back to sleep right now.

“…H-h-how did you rest?”

Her voice was shy and timid, mixed with a hint of worry.

So, if she was this embarrassed, why had she done it in the first place?

Himekoji smiled wryly and gave a firm answer—

“Of course it was super great! Thanks to the Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye, I had a wonderful dream!”

He paused slightly at this point, then asked back as if casually,

“So, how about the Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye?”

“Me? Ah, ah, I… I rested very well too.”

“Is that so? Good then.”

Himekoji didn’t call her out on her shabby little lie.

He stretched. Though he felt reluctant, he steeled himself, saying goodbye to the comfortable and incredibly pleasant pillow of the Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye’s lap.

Time to get up!

After all, the sun was already high in the sky.

…

“Where should we go next? Museum? Zoo? Exhibition?”

Himekoji muttered to himself, planning out today’s itinerary. Just then—

“…I… I have a place I want to visit.”

The Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye hung her head and said this, sounding both hopeful and bashful.

Her voice was very soft and quiet. If not listening carefully, you might even miss it.

Luckily, Himekoji had kept most of his attention on her.

“Oh? What place is it? Tell me.”

He responded with a smile right away.

“You… you’ll know once we get there…”

She seemed too embarrassed to say.

“Very mysterious.”

Himekoji said, instinctively reaching out his hand to ruffle her hair.

It had almost become a habitual move these past few days.

It was really because the Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye’s height was just perfect — easy to reach with a stretch. Plus, her soft and smooth hair felt extra nice to tousle.

He enjoyed it so much that Himekoji almost forgot the original reason for doing this action.

It had been to comfort the crying Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye, to tell her that her existence was as important and irreplaceable as Rikka’s.

And judging by the Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye’s behavior these days, not only did she not resist this closeness, she seemed to really enjoy and like it.

But everything has its exceptions, like this time—

The Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye unusually dodged away in a fluster. Then, pressing down on her own head with great seriousness, she murmured:

“Today… today the hairstyle can’t get messy.”

“Huh?”

Could this be a late-arriving sense of vanity?

“Sorry, sorry.”

Himekoji smiled apologetically, slowly raising his unruly hand in surrender as he obediently acknowledged his mistake.

Looking more closely now, he immediately noticed—

The Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye’s hairstyle today was clearly styled with care.

Eyebrow-skimming bangs paired with soft, slightly curled, inward-bending hair just above her ears — sweet, light, and giving off a cool, refreshing feeling perfect for this blazing summer day.

Though slightly different from her previous “Rikka” style, it suited the Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye.

“You look really pretty today.”

Himekoji, having grown through the Nanami and Mashiro incident, complimented her directly.

“Eh?! Ah, ah…”

Then, he saw the Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye panic completely. She instantly spun around to face away, fiddling frantically and nervously with her hair ends even though they were already neatly trimmed.

After quite a while, as if suddenly remembering something, the Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye, her face fiery red and showing extreme shyness, managed to say “Thank you.”

She still had her back to Himekoji.

So, was she thanking the air?

Or was there some custom involving saying thanks with one’s rear end?

Anyway, it was the reaction he sort of expected. Feeling satisfied and a bit mischievous, Himekoji chuckled.

…

“J-just here.”

The Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye stopped walking. As she spoke, she stole glances at Himekoji, seeming both nervous and anxious.

“This place?”

Himekoji looked up.

Before him stood a pure white, classical building. Although only three or four stories tall, since it stood by the seaside without any surrounding skyscrapers, it seemed quite grand nonetheless.

The most recognizable features were the pointed, rounded dome on top and the long windows with stained glass.

A chapel?

Was this the place the Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye wanted to come?

Himekoji stared in surprise at the girl beside him. She hurriedly lowered her blushing face.

“Shall… shall we go in?”

Though the words sounded like a question, Himekoji didn’t get a chance to reply before the girl dashed forward nervously, as if running away.

Seeing this, Himekoji could only shake his head with an amused smile and quickly followed.

“Welcome.”

A formally dressed worker greeted them right after they entered, wearing a polite smile.

“Today is our chapel’s free wedding tour day. Please fill out this application form if you’d like to look around.”

Himekoji reached out and took the form from her.

At the same time, the Receptionist seemed to notice their very young appearances and showed a slightly surprised look.

“You both…”

…underage?

Out of politeness, the Receptionist swallowed those words, but she couldn’t hide her confusion.

“Well… um, my colleagues often say I look young,” Himekoji said quickly, noticing her look and making up an excuse.

He emphasized the word “colleagues,” trying to make her believe he was already a working adult.

“Ah, just a youthful face? No wonder,” the Receptionist said, nodding as if she understood.

“Not ‘youthful’! Young! I look young!” Himekoji argued back, unwilling to accept this. Being called ‘youthful’ felt strange.

“Ah, sorry, sorry! Young it is! How enviable,” she replied, a hint of envy in her tone.

Though she herself was only in her early twenties, looking much younger than your real age was a blessing few girls could resist.

After this, the Receptionist glanced at the Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye standing beside Himekoji.

“Then, you… perhaps also…?”

Her face showed doubt again.

Himekoji looked young, but this girl seemed even younger!

So both having ‘baby faces’ felt just too strange?

No way she’d believe that!

Her eyes clearly said this.

So now it was Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye’s turn to be awkward.

“W-well, actually…”

She fumbled for words, worrying, until an idea seemed to pop into her head.

“Imouto! I’m his Imouto!” she declared.

“Huh? A brother and sister… getting married?” The Receptionist was shocked.

“Isn’t that allowed?” Himekoji instinctively shot back.

“W-well… it’s not exactly forbidden… but legally, it’s… difficult…”

This time, it was the Receptionist who stumbled over her words.

“Hm?” Himekoji raised an eyebrow, surprised.

He felt confused –

Hadn’t the world’s rules changed already?

Marriage between siblings was clearly legalized!

Why was it back to normal?

Or did different rules apply here?

He had no clues, so Himekoji pushed aside these messy thoughts.

“We’re not siblings!” Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye puffed her cheeks seriously. “I-I’m here for my sister! My sister couldn’t make it…”

“Oh! I see! That explains it!” The Receptionist smiled with relief. She then looked at Himekoji. “Your Imouto is really pretty! The sister must be beautiful too! You’re a lucky man.”

“N-no, not really,” Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye mumbled quietly. “The lucky one is… me…”

“Huh?” The Receptionist overheard and looked at her in surprise.

So the “Imouto” had to fix things quickly. “T-the lucky one is… my sister! Yes, my sister…”

“Mhmm.” The Receptionist nodded as if to say ‘that’s better.’

“Though, wishing them happiness is more fitting than calling them lucky. I hope you both find happiness!”

Hearing the first half, the “Imouto” beside Himekoji smiled shyly and sweetly. But after hearing the whole sentence…

“…happiness to you both, sir… and your fiancée.”

…she immediately puffed her cheeks again, upset.

Hmph!

She even made this unhappy sound.

Only when Himekoji playfully squeezed her hand did Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye feel a little better.

She had dug herself into this hole. She couldn’t blame anyone else.

When filling out the form, in the name field, she angrily wrote Touka Takanashi.

Himekoji watched and shook his head, holding back a laugh.

After all the paperwork, guided by the Receptionist, Himekoji and Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye stepped into the wedding hall.

Of course, they were just visiting.

Only visiting.

…