She Becomes The Hero In Another World 51 She Has A Chat With Christian And Jasmine

"Well, I suppose I'm up next then." Queen Emeline chuckled as she watched the two walk down the red carpet. She turned to look at Robin. "As I thought, those colors are a perfect match with your eyes. Why don't you wear blue more often?"

Robin chuckled. She had been wearing a navy blue sleeveless jacket when she had arrived in this world, but after that, the only colors she wore was green. "Why not? Personally, I like green a lot."

"Truly?" The Queen asked.

"I got it at a bargain price, and found it really comfortable." Robin admitted. "Isn't it a shame to disregard clothing just because it doesn't match your eye color? Ah, forgive me, I am used to living in this manner. After my parents died, there really wasn't anyone around to teach me these sort of things, so we just wore what we could afford."

The Queen felt a bit shocked. "But you had enough to get good sword lessons and go to school? Why did you not have enough for good clothes?"

"Because there were more important things to do, neither of us wanted to waste our time on clothes shopping." Robin sighed. "We both agreed that if we were going to spend money, we'd rather spend it on food and lessons rather than clothes."

"Is that...so?" Emeline struggled not to cry and mess up her makeup, but she could still feel her nose turn sour as she completely misunderstood about Robin's childhood.

'So, you were so poor that you chose to gain as many skills as possible, instead of wear nice clothes...how sad!' Emeline thought, with tender feelings towards the youth.

In reality, Robin had never really cared about clothes to begin with. As long as they were comfortable and at a bargain price, Robin was fine with almost anything that could reasonably be called 'clothes'.

Of course, she wasn't an exhibitionist so certain clothes-which revealed more than they could ever hope to conceal-were avoided by her like the plague.

"Queen Emeline!" The royal announcer called out.

"Ah, it appears that it's my turn now." Emeline quickly put on a professional smile. "Good luck, Robin."

"Thanks?" Robin replied, confused. Did she need to have good luck? It was just an entrance, after all. Robin had no idea that Emeline had misconstrued what she had said earlier.

Soon enough, it was her turn to enter.

"Hero Robin!" THe royal announcer called out. Robin straightened her back, and looked straight ahead as she stepped out onto the red carpet, a bemused smile on her face. Those in attendance began muttering amongst themselves.

"So this is the Hero? With that s.h.i.+ny black hair, instead of Robin, I would have named him Raven."

Robin inwardly retorted. 'No thank you. I'd rather not be named after a disney channel visionary who had awkward as her middle name.'

"He's so handsome!" A young n.o.blewoman swooned.

Robin inwardly retorted. 'You're handsome! Your whole family is handsome!'

"Hey, why do you think he's wearing that mask?" another n.o.blewoman asked.

'To escape from nosy people like you!' Was Robin's inner retort.

Finally, after what seemed a long time, she arrived before the king's throne. Placing a hand over her heart, she nodded her head, as a sign of respect. Then she moved over to the right of the king, standing, as she turned to the crowds.

"Thank you very much, everyone for attending." King Zephron nodded. "I welcome you all to our Royal Ball. As the special guest of tonight's ball, may I introduce to you, Hero Robin." He waved his hand towards Robin, and the whole room applauded.

Robin felt dazed as she stared out at the crowds like a deer in the headlights. Then she glanced at Christian. 'Don't joke with me! You didn't say anything about a royal introduction!' She inwardly panicked. Christian, seeing that Robin didn't know what to do, pantomimed waving at her. Unconsciously following his movements, she waved at the crowd, which only caused them to applaud louder. There were even a few girls that fainted and fell over.

Seeing this, Robin was much disturbed. But, she managed to hold her smiling face in place as she continued waving to the crowds. 'This isn't over, Christian....' She thought to herself.

Christian felt a sudden cold shudder creep up his back.

"What's wrong? Are you catching a cold?" Jasmine asked.

"No, I'm just feeling very uncomfortable about your current proximity to me." Christian replied in a low voice that only Jasmine could hear.

"Too bad." Jasmine pursed her lips, cheekily. "And here I thought you would retire early for the night."

"Tempting though that sounds, Mother would never allow it." Christian returned as he glanced over at Queen Emeline, who was pointedly watching him with a stern expression.

After several minutes, the applause finally died down and the n.o.bles began to mingle amongst themselves. Since everyone else had entered first, Robin was the last person to arrive. Now everyone would have about half an hour's time before the banquet began to talk amongst themselves.

As soon as it seemed that she was allowed to move, Robin nodded her greeting to the King and Queen, and went to go find Christian and Jasmine. In the entire room, those two were the only people she knew at the moment. While she could talk to the king and queen, it didn't seem proper for a public event like this.

"Hey, Robin! Did you enjoy your entrance?" Christian chuckled.

"Chris-ti-an~I wonder who was it who said that I didn't have to do anything special after entering, hmm?" Robin smiled, but it was not a happy smile. It demanded an explanation.

"Huh? Er, but that's normally what happens during the entrance. I didn't tell you about it?" He asked.

"You didn't!" Robin immediately affirmed.

"Ah, sorry about that, then. I must have forgotten." Christian smiled apologetically. "Please forgive me?" Robin was dazed for a moment as she looked at him, then she shook her head.

"That's a no?" Christian chuckled, thinking Robin had a bit of a boyish charm to his actions.

"Well-." Robin was about to retort.

"Arah? How mean, cousin! You didn't even tell poor Robin about the introduction! I thought you'd be a better teacher than that." Jasmine intercepted.

"You, again! How come you didn't remind her, then? You were right there in the room, too!" Christian retorted.

"But, I was asleep. You can't expect me to pick up on all the mistakes you make when I'm not conscious, can you?" Jasmine raised a quizzical eyebrow.

"Guh!" Prince Christian had no more excuses. He could only stand there and take the blow to his ego.

Robin laughed out loud at Christian's expression. "I suppose I can forgive you for that, then." Robin replied. 'Thank you both for the wonderful entertainment' Robin thought to herself as she watched the two argue with each other.

"That reminds me, earlier you said that I would be swarmed, but no one aside from you two have approached me?" Robin asked, cheekily. "Could it be that you were also mistaken about this?"

Christian stared at her with a look of pity mixed with concern at Robin's innocence.

"That's because it's just the beginning of the ball. No one wants to look overly ambitious yet. You'll understand what I mean after the banquet."

He sighed. This Hero with boyish charms truly was still an innocent youth.

"Also, don't promise any of them anything." Christian warned. "If they invite you to their estates, give ambiguous answers. I know you're shy, but don't let them pressure you into going anywhere, even if it sounds delightful. Got it?"

"I know that much!" Robin retorted. It was true. If her parents hadn't died, she would probably still be a completely brainless idiot. But, with her becoming an orphan, she had to learn a lot of lessons that most people only learn later in life.

"Looks like our Hero isn't a forgetful person, unlike a certain someone." Jasmine verbally jabbed at Christian.

"Yeah, sure! Robin's quite the upright hero, if a bit unconventional." Christian returned.

"Hey, you! What do you mean by unconventional?" Robin asked, latching onto Christian's shoulder with a smile.

"I mean, how many Heroes have you heard about that can cook as well as our Robin, here?" Christian explained. Robin, satisfied, patted some invisible dust off Christian's shoulder, a friendlier smile on her face.

"Actually, they're quite popular in my world." Robin said. Isekai stories where the main character was good at cooking was on a rising trend at the time she had left.

"What! Your world has heroes, too?" Christian exclaimed, surprised.