"Ball?" No. 4, who was holding the cannon fodder body, Inanna rubbed her eyes and looked up, a trace of confusion flashed in her pink eyes as she repeated the word her father had just uttered.
"That's right, a ball!" Duke Alama puffed out his chest, his voice sonorous, trying to make his tone sound full of love and joy, "My dear daughter, your eighteenth birthday wasn't properly celebrated due to the intense war. But now that things have eased a bit, this belated celebration must be made up for! I have invited many outstanding young men from the Kingdom to celebrate with you, and witness the charm of the Saint Claire family's jewel!"
"Eh—?!"
Upon hearing that many strangers would be gathered, Inanna's brows furrowed immediately, and even her hands stopped kneading Puki.
If she had a choice, Inanna would prefer to spend her birthday with Puki in the Mushroom Garden.
Unfortunately, the boss didn't know when her birthday was, and never asked.
