'Holy father…! How did he instantly notice?' Azariel's gaze shook as he saw his father find out that it was Noctis.
He was sure his mothers hadn't told Davis, since they also did not want to bring this matter up during this joyous occasion. They had no idea what kind of reaction Davis would have since there wasn't a precedent for this matter.
On the stage, the maids spread their hands, allowing their long sleeves to flow, and swayed their hips elegantly. Noticing their master's jaw drop, they grew even more excited, dancing with intensity and showing off their skills.
"How did this happen…!?"
Davis turned his head to Azariel and asked in a hushed voice again. His expression was filled with disbelief.
"I don't know. Ask your mothers during rest." Azariel shook.
"Brat, they are your mothers, not mine."
"Yes, yes~"
Azariel nervously stood up and escaped.
He had only wanted to tease Davis, not get Noctis and mother Nadia in trouble.
