Duke, Please Let Go of My Ankle!

Vol. 3 Ch. 9



Chapter : 3.9

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It was nearing quitting time.

Duke Fritz suggested dinner, his face as stern as ever.

“It would be nice to have a meal, together.”

“……!”

Damn it!

Derek cursed under his breath.

He’d blurted out what he’d meant to say, “It would be nice to have a meal together. Damn nerves. Still, the subject and predicate order are staggered, so I’m sure I got the meaning across.

The hands and legs hidden under the desk twitched nervously.

“That’s…….”

Dodo, who had been rolling her eyes and showing concern for a while, lowered her head. I guess she’s shy. Even in that way, she was truly lovely.

“…… yeah.”

“……!”

The goat-like tremor of approval slammed into Derek’s heart.

─Gulp.

“……You can follow Lucas.”

“Yes, black.”

In the end, he had no choice but to stand up first.

First, I’ll have to slice about 20 scarecrows in the rehearsal hall and change my clothes. What a disgraceful way to go out on a first date.

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