"Move aside, move!!"
"Hey, move!"
"Please look this way! Princess!"
When crowds gather, those who take interest flock in as well.
And if the subject of that interest is an actual British princess, all the more so.
The overwhelming number of people who had swarmed in was enough to weary everyone else.
"We're reaching the point where other celebrities look shabby in comparison."
"Whoever's coming next, they can't help but be compared."
At the same time, some assessed that because Mary Mountbatten Windsor had appeared first, she had quickly raised the crowd's enthusiasm at the venue.
If one were to reveal themselves somewhere near Princess Mary, it would even be possible to ride that wave.
Of course, it was clear that most would simply be swept away by that overwhelming horde.
"Literally her own territory."
Marius muttered in a daze and snapped a photo.
At those words, another journalist beside him, Philip, snickered.
"Still, other celebrities have solid fan bases, so as long as they don't deliberately go near her, nothing much will happen."
Saying so, he pointed to a star entering from another side—the American pop star Jamie.
Many cheered at her appearance, and plenty swarmed that way.
But the crowd gathered near Mary did not budge easily.
"Could we call her the new Queen of England?"
"Well. By then, she'll probably be a grandmother, though."
To that extent, Mary's popularity was considerable.
Even with a perfectly healthy Crown Prince in existence, Mary's name was on everyone's lips.
Amid the shouting of the swarming crowd, stars arrived in rapid succession.
The global ambassadors representing Viol.
They all frowned at the sight of Mary.
"Like a monster devouring people's attention."
Emil, a famous German model and actor, clicked his tongue.
Quite a few journalists had gathered toward this side too, but they couldn't compare to Mary.
"Right? What kind of nuisance is that?"
At Emil's words, another actor at his side chimed in as if to say he was right.
He was participating in this event as a Viol House Ambassador.
Of course, Emil didn't know who he was.
Nor did he care.
However, seeing him deliberately act friendly and strike up a conversation, his ulterior motives were rather transparent.
Well, Emil had no one else to talk to either, so he was humoring him.
"I don't mean nuisance."
"...Then?"
"It means she's utilizing her position as a celebrity better than anyone."
She's hogging even the attention that others should receive.
When this event ends, which star will people remember the most?
'A British princess participated in that event?'
'She was really pretty. That's why she's a princess.'
The crowd who came to today's event would mostly have such conversations.
If that continues to accumulate, it becomes a tower that can never be climbed.
"No one to challenge her. And no one who wants to rush in either."
This included himself.
Whether one deliberately revealed themselves in a spot removed from where Mary appeared.
Or moved a little slowly so as not to be buried under her buzz.
Because of that, even though Mary moved at an extremely slow pace, no one overtook her.
'The Viol officials are also showing the most interest in Princess Mary.'
Now, who would take center stage in Viol's global ad was practically a foregone conclusion.
Features that nobody could possibly dislike.
Position.
Starpower.
Because there was someone who possessed everything.
"It's a success."
Richard, who had been observing the public's reaction, clenched his fist tightly.
He had won.
There was no need to say who had taken the victory in this silent war.
The beautiful girl with red-gold hair.
And Mary, wearing a dress of the same color as her hair, was displaying a presence impressive enough to make even Richard click his tongue in admiration.
'Impressive. Truly.'
He didn't like Mary, but watching her captivate people's gazes, even a patriotism he never felt welled up.
Perhaps that was also why the majority of British citizens liked her.
If their royal demonstrated power befitting that authority.
"The other global ambassadors have all arrived as well, but there is no one who can stand before the princess."
"...."
Mary gave Richard a brief gaze at those words.
Then she turned her eyes to one side.
A gaze as if searching for someone.
While greeting others with a smile, she had constantly given off such an impression.
A feeling of waiting for someone.
'Just who is she waiting for?'
Perhaps because of that, her steps were also slow.
So it was natural that other stars gave her glances.
Since Mary, who was closest to the show, moved slowly, the others naturally had no choice but to be delayed as well.
'What was bothering him was.'
Richard looked at the Viol officials.
Among the officials, there was one person Richard knew.
'Naël Arnaud.'
Viol's creative director.
He wasn't someone who appeared on the front stage of such events.
He was the one who had overall charge of this show's composition.
All the outfits of the ambassadors participating this time had passed through his hands.
Right now, Mary Mountbatten Windsor's dress before him was the same.
He should have been in the hall where the show was taking place, but for some reason, he was out on site with the staff.
What was even more bothersome was that he kept glancing toward Mary.
Because he liked Mary?
He wished that were the case, but it was something else entirely.
A feeling as if he were sending a signal.
"She's here."
Then, soon Mary's eyes stopped.
A place slightly away from here.
"Yes?"
At Mary's words, Richard's gaze moved.
A corner of the hall.
A moving crowd was visible.
'Girls?'
Young girls.
Eastern, probably Asian girls.
Their attire was also in Richard's memory.
Outfits made with an Eastern concept created by Viol's Naël Arnaud.
Whether they were Korean, Chinese, or Japanese.
He couldn't tell that far, but he knew they were Eastern.
And near them, he could see something like a strange carriage? Something similar being carried and set down.
It was like something seen in an Eastern drama....
"A palanquin."
"What?"
"It's an item that appears in sageuk, a genre of Korean drama."
At her words, Richard was confused.
Which celebrity had planned an entrance with such a concept?
Were those girls even permitted participants by Viol?
Staff? Or......
Just as Richard harbored such questions, the other crowds came to similar thoughts.
Eastern girls. Their numbers were considerable, so they couldn't help but stand out.
People's gazes moved.
Between the girls lined up in a row.
A palanquin borne by four men made its way along the path.
In this conspicuous, alien sight, people's footsteps slowed.
Though they appeared late, the palanquin was positioned at the center of the Tuileries Garden.
Many belatedly realized this fact.
'Damn.'
'Starting from the center of the garden?'
'Who on earth is it? A Chinese actor or something?'
'Who even are those girls, pulling off something like this arbitrarily?'
Those with such thoughts looked at Viol's officials.
Because they were confused whether this was a pre-arranged matter or something done independently.
And.
A man came out from the gently lowered palanquin.
He was a man with a striking impression.
Some finally realized where that palanquin was from.
'It's Park Jeong-woo.'
'Well, he must be participating in this event too.'
There were some who recognized Park Jeong-woo.
Thanks to Korean culture spreading globally recently.
But the majority didn't know him.
Who is he?
Is he Chinese? He's quite handsome?
Such whispers spread.
The murmuring continued until Park Jeong-woo slowly turned his body and reached his hand toward the palanquin.
And.
"......!!"
Richard opened his eyes wide and turned to look at Mary.
"Were you waiting for this?"
At Richard's words, a faint smile formed on Mary's previously expressionless face.
Indeed, she had dressed up beyond expectations.
"It's more impressive than I heard."
Than what she had heard.
Those words meant this story had already reached Mary's ears.
'No, perhaps.'
Judging from Naël Arnaud's reaction, it might be an 'event' that had been communicated to his side as well.
'Giving such an opportunity to someone from that small country, and a House Ambassador at that, not even a global ambassador?'
It was utterly incomprehensible.
But he had a feeling he could understand why.
The girl who gently took Park Jeong-woo's outstretched hand and descended from the palanquin.
A girl imbued with an overall pink hue, fluttering like a spring breeze.
Beneath neatly arranged eyelashes, her softly lowered gaze stirred people's hearts.
Her white face was like the moon, carrying a subtle fragrance.
She didn't have the same intensity as Mary, who wore a red dress.
But the elegance felt from the girl who gently stepped down from the palanquin.
And the dignity enveloping her body was in no way inferior to Mary's.
A girl like a flower.
Those who stared blankly at that beauty.
"...Who?"
They didn't yet know that this girl was the one who had adorned the morning newspapers two days ago.
***
"Let's take advantage of the current situation completely."
Two days ago, Park Jeong-woo had said such words to Seoyeon.
"If it's everything that can be used......"
"Your acting. And your connections. Everyone who favors you."
"I understand the acting, but what do you mean by the rest?"
"Think about Princess Mary and Naël Arnaud."
At Park Jeong-woo's words, Seoyeon's eyes narrowed.
It wasn't because she failed to understand what he meant.
Rather, it was because she had understood at once.
At that reaction, Park Jeong-woo's face turned surprised for a moment.
"What, you really got it in one go?"
"Um, just how stupid do you think I am?"
"No, it's not that you're stupid...... Your friend would probably feel similar to me."
Seoyeon glared at Jiyeon at those words.
With the arrow suddenly turning to her, Jiyeon was startled and shook her head vigorously.
"Why are you maligning me too!"
"No, just looking at your expression now, it was a 'what, you understood?' look."
"Ah, no!"
At Jiyeon's unconvincing excuse, Seoyeon's gaze gradually sharpened.
Of course, Jiyeon felt wronged.
'Surely she's not retaliating like this just because I glared at her a bit?'
It was enough to make her think that.
Of course, Seoyeon wanted to hit both Park Jeong-woo and Lee Jiyeon.
Just how stupid did these people think she was?
'I'm not particularly stupid, I just don't usually need to think much.'
Seoyeon was about to say such words but tightly closed her mouth, thinking it sounded somewhat mentally deficient.
If your body is outstanding, there's no need to think unnecessarily.
She had certainly acted with such a mindset quite a lot recently.
Like with the pickpocket incident.
But Seoyeon wasn't particularly stupid.
As she said, if she studied hard, she was at the level of barely failing to get into a university in Seoul.
"...Anyway, I understand. Naël Arnaud definitely showed interest in me. In Mary's case, she left me her contact information too."
At those words, Lee Jiyeon was greatly surprised.
"What, you exchanged contact info? When?"
"Yesterday during evening self-study."
"You got close? It took you so long with Jo Seo-hee?"
"We didn't particularly get close. It was just for yesterday."
Why do you keep harping on something so unimportant?
At Seoyeon's gaze containing such thoughts, Jiyeon quietly closed her mouth.
She had recently felt that she was unusually sensitive.
Though she didn't know the reason.
"...In other words, we need to use Princess Mary, and receive support from Naël Arnaud to make it possible."
"Yes, that would be best."
"Then......"
Seoyeon fell into thought for a moment.
"What about using the school trip?"
"School trip?"
"Yes."
Seoyeon spoke with a rather serious face.
"It's unexpectedly a universal truth that people are generous toward students. I'm a student too. And if it's a school trip...... I think we can use quite a heartwarming method."
At Seoyeon's words, Jiyeon said with a surprised face.
"What? You mean mobilizing students for the event?"
"Yeah. If I act as the princess, they'd play the roles of ladies-in-waiting. Of course, only if the students want to."
"No, even if they want to, there's no way they can do it without practice."
"It's possible. You know. There are kids who've done it before. They practiced for quite a long time too. For the broadcast."
At those words, Jiyeon recalled the female drama club students who had participated in this school trip.
No, not just the drama club.
Ordinary female students could do it too.
There was a reason for that.
"The students who participated in 'Past, Looking at Memories'."
Back then, the main acting was done by drama club students.
But because extras were needed, some ordinary female students had participated too.
Counting that number, there would be about twenty second-years.
"It just so happens that an actress who participated in a French event is here in France on a school trip, and if she participated in an event with those students......"
Park Jeong-woo thought about the public opinion if such a thing happened.
There was nothing particularly bad about it.
They would rather view it heartwarmingly.
They would simply find this coincidence amusing.
Since they were all minors, rumors would spread as a small event put on by cute students for their friend.
"If we tell Naël Arnaud, wouldn't he find this side more interesting instead?"
It was Park Jeong-woo who had said to use Naël Arnaud.
At Seoyeon's words, he could only nod slowly.
"And if we coordinate with Princess Mary."
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"She would agree, right?"
"Yes. Probably."
"If she doesn't......"
"Still, it's better than not doing it in terms of buzz."
It was certainly undeniable.
Doing anything was better than doing nothing.
Drawing people's attention in any way was what stars generally did.
Even if they didn't mobilize personnel like Seoyeon, there would be quite a few who appeared at events with fairly original concepts.
As long as they didn't ruin the 'show', how they appeared was the star's discretion.
"But Ju Seoyeon."
"Yeah?"
"Will the teachers allow it?"
At Jiyeon's words, Seoyeon tilted her head for a moment.
"Won't they?"
And, just as Seoyeon said.
"Of course! Of course! Guys, is it possible? It is, right?!"
The teachers unanimously said okay.
After all, stopping by the event venue was already on the existing schedule.
As students, when would they ever get another chance in their entire lives?
"Ah, but Viol has to give permission......"
"Seoyeon, the teacher will tell the students. Should we practice a bit?"
"No, we can practice a little at night......"
Huh, somehow it felt like it was unconditionally going to happen.
If Viol refused, it would all come to nothing in the end.
But, perhaps fortunately.
The next day, when Seoyeon went to Naël Arnaud and said this,
'Very well. Let's try it.'
He agreed surprisingly readily.
As mentioned, it was merely a production to reveal the initial appearance when 'entering'.
But that was enough.
Revealing herself to the crowd participating in the show.
And.
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