"So... are you saying that partner is me?"

Selena's expression was filled with curiosity and slight disbelief.

Her gaze, tinged with the haze of midday drunkenness, blinked slowly, revealing a rare sense of bewilderment.

"Would you join me, Master?"

I nodded as if it were the most natural thing in the world, my reply direct and unapologetic.

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She put aside the bottle of liquor she had been drinking from and adjusted her posture to face me fully.

Her long, violet hair shimmered under the light, and her crimson eyes carried a dull, tired gleam.

For a moment, her luscious lips remained silent, as if gathering her thoughts.

"..."

Her eyes held a hint of suspicion.

What crazy scheme is he plotting this time?

That seemed to be the question running through her mind.

Her gaze pierced me, as though poking at my cheeks, but I kept my composure and maintained a playful demeanor.

Finally, she muttered, her voice low and slightly hoarse from exhaustion and intoxication.

"Do you even understand the implications of asking someone to be your partner?"

"If you're referring to the banquet’s myth, then yes, I’m aware."

"That only makes this even more puzzling."

"It’s precisely because I understand that I’m making this request."

The myth surrounding the Galimar Banquet wasn’t unfamiliar to me.

It had been a popular topic among the students lately.

According to the tale, if a pure man and woman partnered up and danced together, their love would blossom.

It was a cliché and overly sentimental myth, but...

I’m not a child.

Recently, more eyes had been on me, likely due to my recent victory over a professor.

With everyone already watching, choosing a partner carelessly could easily stir up scandals.

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