After being dragged all over town by Benjamin, Elliott returned to the estate and looked over the reports piled on his desk.
Even though he had been away all day, preparations for the festival had proceeded without a hitch.
He couldn't simply be glad about that, because it forced him to realize something he didn't want to admit.
──There were any number of people who could take his place.
Elliott wasn't some one-of-a-kind genius like that Duke Erin or Benjamin.
Even so, he believed he had done the work entrusted to him properly. He had never slacked off.
(This is getting to me...)
Only now did he understand how that songstress felt.
The songstress who told people not to expect anything of her, yet still hoped her audience would.
Elliott, who said he didn't need a festival, yet wanted the people around him to recognize him...
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