Chapter 118 – 64-2 the First Day of the Festival.
After changing into her theatrical attire, Allen arrives at the waiting location and greets her attendants.
“You’re here. Thanks, Wellton.”
“Okay. It’s only natural that you order me. I’ll just go back.”
“It’s okay. Just come with me.”
Wellton nods her head in response to Allen’s words to go back together.
“I get it. Then I’ll do as you say.”
Seeing Welton still insisting on a hard way of speaking, should I say that he is stubborn? Should I say she is loyal?
Still, I don’t think I’ll give up.
Even if there is no alcohol.
“I should have briefly introduced you when I brought you. This is Evelyn and Rosaria. Key… No, Evelyn, who looks like a younger sister but is actually her older sister. Rosalia, who looks like her older sister, but is actually her younger sister.”
“…Wasn’t I just trying to talk about height?”
“At all. Oh, and the guy next to me is Welton Arsuna. He is one of the few friends I can trust.”
Wellton bowed lightly, and Rosalia also brought her hands together and lightly bowed her waist.
“How did you know we were coming?”
Rather than that, Evelyn, who responds to Welton’s greeting with her arms crossed, glares at Allen with her confident eyes and says,
“Huh? It’s just a feeling, a feeling.”
“Are you going to move on to that vague answer of feeling right now?”
“In fact, I can read the minds of living creatures.”
“I’ll be serious. Do not lie.”
“I thought you’d be fooled, but you’re not.”
“Do you know that you are treating me strangely as a child?”
Evelyn raised her eyes, a quiet fury slumbering in her pupils.
“It’s a joke. I just had a new outfit in my closet, a light green dress, so I thought it would come without knowing it.”
“…Also.”
“Really. I’m not sure, but I should say it’s a hunch. I had a feeling it was coming. This is not a lie.”
This is not a lie.
I have to say that this feeling has been right since before.
Even in real life, not a game, this premonition never went wrong.
“Touch me if you don’t believe me. Heart beats or not Then it will work.”
“It’s okay. Rudely.”
“Rather than that, did you talk to Maros before leaving?”
“Yes. I told Maros and Ariana that I was going to the academy festival.”
“Good job. Rosaria is suffering a lot.”
“No.”
Holding her wide-brimmed hat from being blown away by the wind, Rosalia shakes her hand and smiles shyly.
It seems that she is still not used to compliments.
“But I’m a bit busy from now on. Oh my god? I can’t even guide you.”
“Are you busy?”
“I have to do a play rehearsal soon. We have to install sets and props in the auditorium. I have a lot of things to do.”
“Uh…? Then what shall we do?”
“Now that you’re here, would you like to wait in the auditorium until the play starts?”
“Hmm… That’s okay. Just tell me where the auditorium is. I’ll go see you after walking around with Rosaria.”
“Here is a pamphlet. There is also a map, so it should be easy to find. If you don’t know, ask someone else. Oh, don’t be sad that I’m not there?”
Allen with a smirk.
And Evelyn, who was quite heated by Allen’s laughter, raised her eyes again.
“Joy! Let’s go, Rosaria!”
“Ah yes. Then I’ll come see you in time, Allen.”
Rosaria follows Evelyn as she nods and leaves alone.
“Let’s go too.”
“I get it.”
When they can’t see their back like that.
Allen also left with Welton and returned to the auditorium.
****
“Where are you going?”
As soon as she enters the auditorium, as if she had waited, Cordelia crosses her arms, showing off her big breasts, coldly asking Allen where she has been.
“Someone I knew for a while came and met me.”
“To meet someone I know on such a busy day. That’s great.”
Well, in the middle of a busy day, such a sarcastic tone is understandable.
If this is the case, a sincere apology…
“Sorry. Mrs. Cordelia.”
“Isn’t it right to say sorry to everyone, not me?”
Cordelia opened her arms and pointed at the students preparing for the festival.
Their hands and feet were constantly moving, but their eyes were not.
Everyone didn’t open their mouths, but they were swearing with their eyes.
Well, that’s a natural result.
Even if everyone is busy like me, if I secretly sneak out alone, do everything I have to do, and return when it’s almost finished, isn’t it the same as treating hard-working people as fools?
“…Okay.”
“What? What is the answer now?”
“As an apology, I will promote it until the play starts.”
“…That’s pretty shameless.”
“I don’t think an apology that is only verbal will not be sincere. I will promote it until the play begins. Oh, and.”
Allen approaches Cordelia holding a promotional sign on her wall.
Then Allen holds up her publicity sign, and she covers her and Cordelia’s faces, pressing her face so close that she can breathe.
Allen’s sudden action.
There was no one behind.
Even knowing this, Cordelia looked around, blushing, to see if anyone was there.
“I haven’t been able to meet you lately because I’ve been busy preparing for the festival.”
“…It’s difficult here. Students… Also, don’t just go over to this kind of behavior…”
Cordelia’s eyes say that it’s difficult with her mouth, but she’s looking forward to it as she touches her lips every time.
“How are you? See it if you see it Don’t look around, come this way.”
Thanks to the idiot for making the promotional sign stupidly big.
That’s because no one else could see her pulling her waist, her bashful face, or the thick goo that mixed her tongue.
Allen licks Cordelia’s saliva on her lips with her tongue as she slung her publicity sign over her shoulder.
“Then I will promote it.”
“Uh, ah. Yes… Let’s go…”
Seeing Allen licking her lips, Cordelia licks her saliva on her lips in the same way as her Allen, and wags her hand to let her go.
****
“Hey, here he is, come see the theater…”
A thin, trembling voice.
Are you nervous? The sight of Mirai distributing pamphlets with her trembling hands was somehow comforting.
Passing students and guests may have noticed this, but some accepted the pamphlets handed out with pity, while others accepted the pamphlets, saying that they were cute.
‘Are you okay, Mirai? Aren’t you overdoing it?’
‘Oh, no… There’s nothing I can do for this play… I want to be of some help…!’
Mirai responded with a trembling voice to Le Canet’s concerns, but she still had a strong desire to help her class safely by doing what she had decided for herself.
She said Mirai had somehow dispelled her fears and kept handing out her pamphlets to passers-by.
‘Let’s take a break and share again, Mirai. My legs are shaking from standing up all this time.’
‘Gwa, it’s okay…!’
She’s fine, she says boldly, but her legs don’t look all right.
‘Let’s sit on a chair and share it, Mirai.’
‘Well, but… If I share while sitting down… Wouldn’t it be considered arrogant…?’
‘If there are guys who say that, I’ll punish them.’
‘Go, thank you, Mirai… That, but I’ll try harder…!’
Le Cane was worried about Mirai.
It was pitiful to see her struggling to hand out pamphlets with her legs shaking as she continued to stand, and now it was frustrating.
“Go, play in the auditorium Ah…! Look, look!”
Mirai hands out her pamphlet to people with a strong and trembling voice.
“It will be fun.”
At this time, Mirai heard a familiar voice while handing her a pamphlet.
“Ah, ah… Mr. Allen? Hey, how is this…?”
“I had a lot of trouble alone. Wait here for a second.”
Allen puts her pamphlet in her pocket, opens the door and enters the classroom.
Then there is a rattling sound, then the door opens and Allen places a chair near Mirai.
“It must have been difficult. Sit here, Mirai.”
“It’s okay, it’s okay…!”
“It’s okay. It was hard. My legs are shaking. Come on, sit down.”
“…Go, thank you, Mr. Allen… Phew…”
Sitting on a chair, Mirai sighs cutely.
“I will publicize until the play starts, so Mirai sits here.”
“Yeah, but…”
“Are you okay. Now, at 1:00 PM, the most tragic play of two lovers ever in the world begins in the auditorium!”
Allen, who opens his mouth to passers-by in the aisle, promoting a loud voice play.
Not everyone was surprised by that voice, but everyone glanced sideways at Allen and Mirai once in a while, probably because it was a pretty good voice.
“What play is it?”
A woman points her finger at a publicity sign and asks Allen.
She may be asking about the play, but really it was just an excuse to talk her out of Allen.
“The tragedy of heartbreaking love. It’s the only story in the world, so come and see it.”
“Then are the students coming too?”
“Yes, I will be the main character.”
“Oh. Sounds fun! Then I will definitely go see you, so why don’t we meet next time?”
“If you come, I will think about it.”
“Then give me one pamphlet.”
“Hey, here it is…!”
Mirai stretches out both of her hands and hands a pamphlet to the woman.
However…
“I want the pamphlet given by my brother here, not the one from the gloomy kid. And why are you stuttering so much again? Sitting in a chair by myself, I just live a very comfortable life.”
“Ah… Oops, I’m sorry… Ah, Mr. Allen… Here’s a pamphlet…”
With her head bowed down, Mirai handed Allen her pamphlet in a voice mixed with tears.
“Thank you, Mirai. Here it is, pamphlet.”
“Oh, thank you…”
As soon as she could finish her words, Allen threw the pamphlet she had received from Mirai, not in her hand, but at her feet, and it landed on the floor in her hallway.
“Take what you give. Don’t talk bullshit in front of people.”
“What…? Who is this little fellow now…!”
“Looking at her clothes, she seems to be a young girl with some money, but don’t make a fuss and go. Unless you want to be kicked out of the festival.”
“What is your name? What’s your name!!”
Suddenly, a sharp sound of tearing fabric echoed through the hallway.
“My name is Allen.”
“Allen? Under! What’s your family name? Where are you from Do you show me such rude words and actions in front of me?”
“I just go quietly. Did you make a mistake first anyway? You were the first to say anything rude to Mirai. Oh no. Just apologize and quickly… No. Just don’t apologize. What a disgusting bitch.”
“Is this bastard… Deaf? Did you say Allen? Good.”
“What do you like? I don’t like young girls like you. I fucking hate it.”
“Are you trying to play puns with me? Under! This…!”
Laughing, the moment she twisted her waist, she raised her hand and tried to slap it down at Allen.
Widely!
“A girl with no dignity. Who is this spoiled bitch?”
“…What are you doing again!! How dare you hold my hand!?”
“What are you doing, raising your hand in a disrespectful way to talk to a disciple of the main seat? I guess if I burn my rotten state of mind to nothing, it will get a little better.”
