"The last dance is mine."
Hilde stated it casually.
She was neither emphasizing anything nor trying to declare war.
She was simply stating a fact, as though this was how the world had always worked—an undeniable truth.
Eris's lips trembled slightly as she tried to say something.
But in the end, nothing came out.
Finally, Rudeus was dragged onto the dance floor by Hilde, managing only to leave Eris an apologetic look.
Even if he did not want to, there was nothing he could do.
After all, Hilde was far too strong.
By then, most of the people on the dance floor had found new partners and were waiting for the next song to begin.
The moment Rudeus and Hilde stepped onto the floor, they naturally drew quite a few gazes.
There was no need to say anything about Rudeus.
Having been Eris's partner for the first dance, he had already caught some people's attention. Seeing him take to the floor again, they could not help but look his way, and Hilde was noticed along with him.
Hilde had a slender figure. Her off-the-shoulder gown revealed large stretches of fair skin that seemed to shine beneath the lights. White high heels made up for her petite stature, making her look like a doll.
Standing together with Rudeus on the dance floor, their faces, which bore a fifty-percent resemblance, made people turn their heads and let their imaginations run wild.
The two faced each other.
It somehow felt as though they had not been this close in a long time.
"Um, listen..."
Rudeus finally could not hold back any longer.
"Do you know how to dance?"
"No."
Hilde answered honestly.
She had never learned to dance.
She had not learned at home, and after going to the dojo, it had been