The Tanaka Family Reincarnates

a character does something completely contradictory to their usual personality or appearance)

William said resentfully.

Slightly long, wavy, and glossy black hair and a well-defined face, he recalled the Prince’s appearance, who has a chilly and indifferent impression.

For him who looks manly on the surface to lead a dance splendidly, he will surely be popular with girls.

Compared to him, the three Stuart siblings… no, the whole Count Stuart house, even the relatives, is bad at dancing.

As the ball itself is rare in the borderland Palace and its surroundings, it’s not something they bothered about.
Even if a ball is held, they turn down its participation by making up excuses somehow, so they have never been found out.

Everyone has received adequate education for a Count House.
They also memorize the steps of a variety of dances.

Even so, there’s not even one person in the Stuart family that has the skill to dance like normal.

The unfortunate thing is they have an overwhelming bad sense of rhythm.

They can’t even clap their hands to the music’s beat properly.
There’s also dance lesson in the academy, but the dance teacher hired by the Stuart house because the test include practical skill has given them the seal of approval that they couldn’t get a passing mark.

And, maybe by coincidence, not only the Stuart family but the Tanaka family also has no sense of rhythm.

Minato had kiddingly said that she left her sense of rhythm in her mother’s stomach, but Yoriko who heard that put her hand over Minato’s shoulder and said while shaking her head,

“That kind of thing… is non-existent from the beginning…”

It didn’t trouble her daily life, but karaoke was the thing she avoided most in her past life, and now it’s dancing.

Far from her DNA, her soul itself doesn’t have a sense of rhythm.

・・・

Emma swallows down the small-sized cut brownies heartily, then her eyes sparkle.

“This one!! It’s the most delicious!”

Joshua looks at the plate while appreciating the sight of Emma jumping up and down happily.

“Which one is it?”

Just like what she did when she gave a cake to William earlier, Emma feeds the brownie into Joshua’s mouth.

“This one!! It’s delicious, right?”

Before Emma was laughing elatedly, Joshua is already gone.

When she looks down, he is kneeling on the floor as if collapsing and is trembling.

“…? Joshua…? Are you cold? …does the brownie taste bad?”

Emma peeks at Joshua with a squint.
‘Cold? Should I return the jacket?’ she asks as she becomes worried.

“…No… It’s amazingly… delicious…, Emma-sama.
The jacket is also alright.”

After taking a deep breath, Joshua answers.

“Hm? Which one is delicious?”

Because George peeks at the plate, Emma puts the last piece of brownie on George’s mouth.

George, who doesn’t eat sweet things usually, also opens his eyes wide.

“Ah… It’s really delicious.”

In the end, the four of them eat all the mountain-like piled-up sweets on the plate happily.

When they are thinking to go refill the plates, the door facing the venue opens.

“Members of the Stuart house, so you have been here.”

As they turn towards the voice, stands a man wearing a different cloth from the royal palace servant uniform.

“It’s the invitation from the King.
The room is already prepared, so let me lead you there.”

The four of them all tilt their heads at the man’s words.
His Majesty… not His Highness?

Not Rose-sama, the Second Prince, or Princess Jadwiga, but His Majesty… They have no idea what His Majesty the King would call them for.

“…Nee-sama… What did you do this time?”

William reflexively looks at Emma and whispers.