Neuvillet is your boyfriend, your serious, reserved and beloved guy, a man whom you could worship, just like he did to you. he is the type of man who will carry you in his arms when you are tired of walking, he is the type of man who closes his eyes and presses his lips to your temple when he is jealous, he is the type of man who carefully lifts the corners of your lips with his fingers when you are sad, although he himself feels bad knows how to express his emotions, he is the type of man who holds an umbrella over your head when he gets wet. he is the type of man who dresses you when you are sleepily sitting on the bed. he is the type of man who squeezes your waist tighter and leans slightly when you whisper something in his ear.he's the type of man who will dance with you in an empty opera house. he is the type of man who will buy that thing you just looked at. he is perfect.

He likes to call you with affectionate words “my lady”, which is characterized by his work in the opera house where some scenes often take place, he also likes to call you “my lotus”, he himself doesn’t know why he calls you that.

Now he sits in his palace of Mermonia, completely absorbed in his work.