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The castle’s grand hall was adorned with arrangements of flowers, elegant cream-colored fabrics, and scrolls spread across a massive table. Iruma, Clara, and Azz sat around it, going over the plans for their shared wedding.
Azz, with an endless checklist in hand, reviewed every detail with precision, while Clara doodled absurd ideas on a scroll beside him. Iruma, as calm as ever, watched with a gentle smile, trying to keep the peace.
Azz: (frowning as he scribbles notes) "It is absolutely essential that the ceremony is flawless. I can’t believe they even considered those chairs… so… plain."
Clara: (interrupting while twirling a feather quill) "But I want the chairs to be shaped like ducks! Can you imagine how fun it’d be? All the guests could go ‘quack’ when they sit down."
Iruma: (chuckling softly) "Clara, that might distract the guests a little… though it does sound fun."
Azz: (sighing and glaring at Clara) "This is not a circus, stupid Clara. This is our wedding. Our weddings must be worthy of high-ranking demons, especially with Iruma-sama as the center of attention!"
Clara: (pretending to be offended) "I’m important too, Azz-Azz!!! Besides, you’re going to be the one who stands out the most. You’ll be all dressed in white and look like…" (squints at him thoughtfully) "...a heavenly bride!"
Azz: (blushing furiously) "A what!? Why am I the bride!?"
Iruma: (smiling calmly while reviewing another scroll) "Well… because you’re attentive, you always make sure every detail is perfect, and…" (looks up at Azz with a warm smile) "...you definitely look stunning in white."
Clara: (pointing excitedly at Iruma) "Yes, that! Iruma-chi's totally right! Plus, I can picture you walking toward us with that elegant tail of yours swishing all fancy-like. You’ll be the prettiest bride!"
Azz: (covering his face with both hands, completely red) "Iruma-sama, Clara, you can’t just say things like that so shamelessly! It’s completely inappropriate!"
Iruma: (leaning closer to Azz to calm him, with a gentle smile) "Why are you so embarrassed, Azz? Everything we’re saying is true. In the end, what matters most is that we’ll be together, don’t you think?"
Clara: (jumping out of her chair) "Yeah! Together forever! Even if Azz-Azz turns into a fancy duck!"
Azz: (looking at her in disbelief but with a small smile breaking through) "I won’t be a duck… but I suppose I can accept being ‘the bride’... as long as you two don’t embarrass me in front of the guests."
Iruma and Clara: (in unison, with mischievous smiles) "No promises!"