Successful Cooperation

Eliza sat down and re-examined the man in front of her. Her heels were ruined because of someone who couldn't dance, and she held them in her hand.

"Please accept my apologies; I will pay for the shoes."

"There's no need. I have a plethora of shoes, and losing one means nothing. But I never expected someone like you to be so inept at dancing."

She glanced at me in bewilderment. And what can I do but remain silent? I felt too arrogant to accept her invitation for a dance; if we had danced in front of everyone else, I would have been ashamed.

My mistakes caused her to trip, and her shoes broke.

"I can teach you to dance, Mr. Riel."

"You should at least understand the fundamentals, Riel," Eliza said.

"Just leave me alone. Dancing isn't essential."

Even though I was saying that I was currently looking at the system shop for a dancing skill, guess what? For the first time, the system let me down.

In the shop, there was no such thing as dancing skills.