Chapter 108 – 61. The Play Is Coming.
[…He’s like a bad guy. What do you mean by a noble lady? I will never be fooled by your sweet, cunning tongue again]
Allen sits on the throne and sees Clos Cero, who pouted cutely while remarking that he would not be deceived any more.
“Sorry. If you see me being cute, you have a desire to bully me.”
[I will no longer be fooled by your mouth movements]
It looks like it’s been torn hard.
“Shall I prepare a meal for you?”
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[Never forgive me next time. Know that
“I understand, Mr. Closero.”
After saying that, Clos Cerro ate the fried rice with a spoon.
“Eat slowly. If it is not enough, I will prepare more.”
[You’re pretty smart for a guy]
“Originally, one notice is amazing.”
A closero who praises me with rice glue on his lips.
“What do you eat with so much burial?”
[…Originally, the disciple is the law to do after the teacher. If I hadn’t wiped it off, I would have punished him]
“Yes yes. How can I make another bowl?”
[Done. That should be enough. Doesn’t it seem like you know me as a pig?]
“Because the food is so good. I’m sorry if you thought so.”
Clos Cerro was a little taken aback by Allen’s unexpectedly honest apology.
[Okay, okay. It’s not once or twice that you guys do that. I understand]
“Also. Clos Cerro is very tolerant. Thank you.”
[…Somehow, I don’t know. Do you feel like you’re making fun of me?]
“If you feel that way, I sincerely apologize…”
[Done. Rather than… The back… Is it okay?]
As if recalling what had happened a few hours ago, Clos Sero worried about Allen with a slightly apologetic expression.
“It’s okay. Unconscious what?”
[Even if it is unconscious. If you don’t know, I’ll erase the scars]
In an instant, my back started to burn.
The feeling of healing wounds and scars, not threatening fire.
To compare the warm flames, it felt like being in a sauna.
[This should have been enough]
A gesture of the hand that gathers the blazing fire.
Then the flame that burned Allen’s wounds and scars disappeared without a trace.
“Thank you. Well, the scar was engraved by Clos Cero-sama.”
[There are a lot of samurai. In this case, just say thank you.]
“I said thank you. It seems that my sincerity has not been conveyed. Then, as a lowly person, the only thing I can express my sincerity to is playing in bed…”
[…Well, let’s do that later. I’m tired today, so let’s go back now!]
Upon hearing the words bed and play, Clos Cero automatically turns red in the face and, on the pretext of being tired, threatens Allen to hurry back.
“Yes. Then let’s go, Clos Cero.”
Resolving her thinly layered stress, Allen smiles brightly and disappears from her unconsciousness.
And Clos Cerro, looking at the place where the disappeared Allen was standing, was worried about the words he and Lecanet had said alone that day.
[The girl has no desire to help, but it would be better to visit her and meet her face to face]
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“Vivian Araxis. Did you memorize the script?”
“Huh. I memorized everything, Allen Mestia.”
Did you say that happy times pass quickly?
In the blink of an eye, the weekend passed after school on a weekday.
Classes A and B, to which I belong, were busy producing scripts, sets, and props in the auditorium.
“If you have memorized everything, let’s try to guess the sum.”
“Okay.”
Allen sits in a chair and reads the script making noises, asking Vivian to match the performance.
Vivian, who readily accepted this, put the script on her chair and spoke her lines first.
“Romeo. Why are you Romeo?”
Vivian’s mournful voice was so appealing that everyone looked back.
However…
“Hey, Vivian Araxis. Your voice is really good… How can you not do that expression?”
“…What about my expression?”
Did the bluish-white girl notice her expression?
It was like a young girl’s reaction to pause and argue.
“It’s all about matching the sum anyway, but you need to do facial expressions too, Allen Mestia?”
“Well, not really. Then let’s do it again.”
As she got down on one knee, Allen looked up at Vivien and gently raised her hand.
Vivien also slightly lowered her hand and her fingers touched her lightly, matching Allen’s.
“…!”
When Allen’s fingers touch, Vivian is startled and hides her hand behind her back in fear.
The academy student who saw this was interested in what was going on, but soon went back to what he was doing and just worked hard on making the set.
“…Mi, I’m sorry.”
“What are you sorry about? It’s probably because of the static electricity.”
An apology that melted fear.
Seeing Allen stand up, shaking off her pants, Vivian backs away slightly with her terrified face.
‘I wish I could go back to the past and get rid of the trauma.’
Barely reach her fingers. No.
To be honest, if I had been in Vivian’s position, I would have been frightened and shed tears even if the man approached me.
I couldn’t help but admire Vivian, who pretended to be fine even though she almost suffered something like that when she was young.
At that young age.
If that had happened to him, he might have gone mad, traumatized for the rest of his life, or he might have died on the wrong terms.
Who can forget the terrible wounds?
“Don’t worry too much, I’ll revise the script so that it doesn’t come into contact with people as much as possible.”
“…Thanks, Allen Mestia.”
“Is this the second time?”
“What?”
“That said thank you. Once in the gym warehouse. And now twice.”
“…I’m sorry, but can I go back first…? I’m feeling a bit unwell…”
“Then let’s go together. I will look forward to it.”
“Are you okay. It’s not that I can’t walk alone, it’s okay.”
“After school, everyone puts up with playing and eagerly participates in theatrical production, but if you are alone, you look a little like that, right?
In fact, many female students were dissatisfied with the fact that Vivian became the female lead.
I don’t know what kind of criticism I’ll get if I go out alone after school like this, so can’t I cover up the excuse that I’m going with me for the time being.
“Okay…”
Vivian knew this too, so she gave permission, knowing Allen’s intentions.
Arlen sits in her chair, crosses her legs, and approaches Cordelia, who oversees her meals.
“Do you have any business?”
“The atmosphere in the auditorium is a bit chaotic. Can I get together outside with Vivian?”
“Outside? I get it. I won’t allow it.”
It was unexpected.
She was the one she used to ask why she gave, why she needed to go out.
Could it be because she heard the answer she was looking for on a moonlit walk a few days ago?
“How amazing.”
“What do you mean?”
“In the past, there was someone who cried after drinking and crying, asking if he would go away with another woman. Wouldn’t it be surprising that you gave permission so easily?”
“Because I believe. Allen, I trust you.”
The realm of liberation? Or is it showing strong faith in Allen?
Cordelia, who showed a smile saying that she ultimately believed in Allen, somehow felt that she had grown up.
‘It seems like only yesterday that I was hit in the back of the head with a bottle for a ridiculous illusion that I was interested in another woman… Marriage is a great yet scary thing.’
Suddenly, I remembered an article I had seen on a community site before.
-You guys don’t get married…
Why?
Don’t be fucked.
At the time, I just laughed and passed it on…
Thinking about it, I don’t think it’s something to laugh at.
“I’ll be waiting. Then come on, Master Allen.”
She was starting to get scared.
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“Miss Cordelia knew that she was a bit scary…”
Perhaps because of Cordelia’s notoriety, even Vivian recognizes Cordelia as a scary teacher.
“It’s scary. He’s just… Cute.”
“…Over there.”
“Why?”
“Did you meet Christine unnie last weekend?”
“I met you. Didn’t I tell you last time?”
“Did you two really just eat?”
Vivian’s suspicious voice questioning Allen.
“I have no obligation to tell you everything.”
“I want to hear it.”
A few minutes ago she liked a really strong voice, not a terrified voice.
“You are straightforward. No big deal. I ate lunch, ate ice cream, and walked around the streets, but it rained so I had no choice but to come back.”
“Is that the end?”
“Then what else could there be?”
“Thank you for talking…”
Vivian felt sorry for her.
‘Thanks’
She was teased in the auditorium for saying thank you, but she didn’t want to be teased again.
“Did you mean to say thank you?”
“No. I never did.”
Vivian, who cuts Allen’s words off in response, quickly runs in front of her.
“If you are grateful, you should say thank you. It’s more embarrassing to see people, hey.”
“No. Have you ever been shy?”
Chasing after Vivian, who runs away with her fast pace, Allen smiles and starts teasing Vivian at this time.
“Let’s be a little more honest, us. What’s so hard about saying thank you?”
“Oh, because it’s not…! Who said thank you…!”
Vivian was quite taken aback.
A stubborn blonde boy.
Normally, I wouldn’t respond and would have ignored the airy man.
But strangely, when I talked to the blonde boy, I felt as if the wall that had settled deep in my heart was being torn down.
“Okay. Stop talking about this Farewell, Vivian Araxis. I have to kill some time and go back to the auditorium.”
Alain sits on a bench and waves to Vivian.
And…
“Weren’t you going back?”
“Because there is nothing good if you get caught.”
Vivian, who sat down on the bench right next to Allen, brushed her hair blowing in the wind as she answered.
“If you’re not going back anyway, let’s practice. Let’s just exchange lines without skinship. I’ll do it first.”
The blond boy and the blue-and-white girl sat on different benches and seemed to be talking really naturally, immersed in their roles.
Get out of the stuffy auditorium and sit on a bench in the open world.
While Allen spoke her line, she peeked at Vivian’s side.
‘If it hadn’t been for the past… I would have been laughing like that.’
I wondered if the saintess’s smile was Vivian’s.
The blue-white girl’s voice was pleasing to the ears.
The blue-white girl’s smile was like a beautiful and pretty hope that made the viewer smile naturally.
“My dear Juliet… You are still, no, the most beautiful when you smile.”
“Wrong line.”
“…Yes. Wrong. I’ll do it again.”
