Perhaps because of the unusual atmosphere, people’s eyes began to draw more and more attention to us. I wondered if Raul, who noticed this, had any intention of causing a big fuss.
He said to me, “Father will take care of it, so you can go,” then he gestured to Faraday. “You can talk to me over there for a minute.”
Ding!
[The Constellation ‘Cider Pass’ has sponsored 100,000 coins.]
[Talking (Physically).]
Faraday was contemplated.
I somehow felt sorry for him and whispered to him before leaving. “No matter what, just tell the truth. Anyway, you approached me because you were told to do so by your superiors, right?”
“…!” Faraday looked at me with a pleading expression as if he wanted me not to leave.
I’m sorry, but seeing a man with a beard looking at me pleadingly felt burdensome.
Leaving the club room without any regret, I went to the art and liberal arts social club as originally planned. Just in time, before the next episode started, the surroundings were quiet, as if it was a break. Just in case, I checked the information sheet, and it said that one-act plays were only performed three times a day.
“Is this why their profit is lower than Mimosa’s concert?”
Huh. I’m going to beat this place easily.
At that time, I saw a male student coming out of the theater. “Excuse me, wait a minute.”
“Y-yes! Did you call me, Senior?”
“Where is Libby?”
“She must be over there!”
When I went in the direction given by the strangely disciplined male student, I saw a room with a half-open door.
“Is it here?”
I went inside. Contrary to my expectation that Libby might be there, the room was empty without a single person.
“This looks like a dressing room, not a waiting room.”
Did I come in wrong? Perhaps the next room was the waiting room, so I approached the door that had a gap in it due to the hasty closure when changing locations.
Slap! Suddenly, the sound of someone being slapped was heard outside.
What? The moment I strangely grabbed the doorknob.
“How dare you say hello to Father?” Cecilia’s angry voice clearly flowed into the dressing room.
[The Constellations are curious about the situation outside.]
[The Constellations wants BJ to look outside.]
That sounded ridiculous.
Out of embarrassment, I let go of the doorknob and carefully leaned against the wall. So that no one noticed my presence in the hallway.
“Do you think you can do anything? Don’t be mistaken. Because you’re nothing more than my father’s waste.”
“…”
“If you think life is precious, live like a rat, Damian West.”
Sh*t. I just heard Duke Kapento had one more child out of wedlock, which wasn’t in the script. But the world is also indifferent. As expected, the person who got slapped by Cecilia was Damian.
Ding!
[The Constellation ‘Mad Mania’ has sponsored 100,000 coins.]
[ㄴㅇㄱ.]
Ding!
[The Constellation ‘Rofan-Addicted Young Lady’ has sponsored 100,000 coins.]
[No wonder he hates nobles for some reason, so there was a secret to his birth.]
The Constellations were interested in it, but I was sweating nervously. Because this was a very important event related to Damian’s likeability.
Damian is an excellent assassin. As such, he could have noticed that I’m currently hiding here.
I hope that’s not the case. If that happened, Damian’s likeability would be less than two red hearts, and it would become very, very difficult.
With those words, Cecilia left. All that remained was Damian in silence and the sound of my frantic heartbeat. What if I get caught? Can I beat Damian with magic now?
When even my palms were wet with sweat.
“Is there anyone who wants to go to Clybe? Everyone around me told me to go there. There must be something amazing there.”
“Why are you going there? I’d rather go to the Demisa concert.”
The voices of those presumed to be arts and culture club members were approaching the dressing room.
“Huh? Senior Damian! Have you gone to the student council yet?”
Damian was staying silent on someone’s question and opened his mouth. “…Yes. I left something behind. This is the last play, right? Good work, everyone.”
“Yes, Senior!”
Then I heard Damian leave. I quickly ran into the theater connected to the dressing room before I ran into the arts and culture members. Fortunately, there was no one inside the theater.
“Why did such an event happen at this time?”
As I pulled my hair and suffered, the constellations popped a notification asking why. I somberly explained how the situation was affecting Damian’s likeability.
“Sigh. When will the system be restored…?”
Trudging. The door suddenly opened as I walked toward the entrance at a waning pace.
“!”
Libby looked surprised, as if she didn’t expect to run into me. I was also surprised that Libby suddenly appeared.
“Why didn’t you go to the dressing room or waiting room?”
“Ah, that’s.”
Libby poked her lips with a bewildered expression and spoke hurriedly. “I-I’m going to practice.”
“Practice?”
“Yes!”
…You’re practicing becoming a tree?
While I was frowning at her incomprehensible words, Libby asked.
“There’s something left before the last play begins, but Sister came early.”
“Yes, I came to see you.”
Libby’s strangely rigid expression was gently softened. “…Hehe. Right! I want to go to Valhalla Arcade.”
“What about practice?”
“I don’t have to do it anymore.”
I looked at Libby with a slightly worried eye, although not outwardly obvious.
Something seems a little strange today. The same goes for me entering an empty theater alone.
“Is there something wrong?”
“What? No?”
It might not be a concern she wants to tell me, so I thought it would be best to move on.
“Let’s go to Clybe. Our parents and Giuseppe are there too.”
“Great!”
I came out of the hallway with Libby and was heading for Clybe when I suddenly glanced back. The spot where Damian was probably located came into my view.
“…”
It left me a bitter taste.
* * *
Libby played many games in the Valhalla Arcade and returned to the dressing room in a good mood.
The card-flipping game was difficult. She herself couldn’t rank as good as Theresa or Giuseppe. Even though it was only [4×4].
Theresa consoled her.
“It’s because people are crazy about competing for rankings. If you spend about 100 coins, you can be in the top 10.”
In fact, everyone except Theresa and Giuseppe spent a ton of coins to get into the rankings. Libby, who isn’t competitive, didn’t want to work that hard, so she also enjoyed the other games.
“It was fun. Hehe.”
The outcome wasn’t significant. Still, what mattered was that it was fun. Libby realized once again that she was living in a very safe place.
I’m a very lucky person. She often considered herself lucky even during her dangerous life as a traveling troupe. She even got the family of her dreams back. Everyone got along, even with her older sister, who seemed a little bit distant at first.
Shortly before entering the dressing room, Libby paused but burst into a fit of excitement. “…Let’s do it well.”
Creek. The dressing room was busy with students preparing for the final play. Those who had already finished preparing were huddled together, playing card games or chatting.
The moment they confirmed that it was Libby who entered the dressing room, they looked away again as if nothing had happened. Their behavior was somewhat stiff and awkward.
Libby casually moved to pick up her makeup props. She did so 15 minutes before the play started. She tried to gather the twigs she needed to hold in her hands and the patchy wooden clothes. But she couldn’t see any twigs. Weird. I left it here, but where did it go?
While Libby struggled to find the twigs by herself, the students laughed among themselves.
“Let’s go to the square cafe together again! The place we went last time was so delicious.”
The arts and culture members got along well with each other. Even if they weren’t involved in club activities, they would meet privately, visit a delicious cake shop, or go to each other’s houses.
Libby certainly had such a time. Until Cecilia and Isabel returned to the school.
At that time, Cecilia, who was sitting at the top of the table despite being a freshman, spoke arrogantly.
“Now that I’m back, come to Kapento Duchy next time. I’ll treat you to something much better.”
Then everyone exclaimed excitedly in anticipation. Because it was a great honor being invited to the duchy. Even more by the Kapento family!
“Haha! I’m sure I’ll gain valuable experience thanks to having such an amazing junior.”
Cecilia was secretly being mentioned as a candidate for empress, so everyone was anxious to get along with her. There was once a rumor that Theresa was the emperor’s lover, but since there was no news about it, they thought it was just a rumor.
“It would be nice if the vice president could join us this time.”
Cecilia’s expression hardened for a moment at the mutter of the lady, who admired Damian.
“…There’s nothing I can do. Because that senior is busy. Let’s have fun with each other.”
Some of the club members briefly glanced at Libby. But they quickly drew their eyes to Cecilia’s eyes.
Then Libby managed to find random twigs stuck in the corner. “Phew, thank God.”
Although she got a small role, she always wanted to do her best as long as she was on the stage. Because she liked theater that much.
Perhaps because of the unusual atmosphere, people’s eyes began to draw more and more attention to us. I wondered if Raul, who noticed this, had any intention of causing a big fuss.
He said to me, “Father will take care of it, so you can go,” then he gestured to Faraday. “You can talk to me over there for a minute.”
Ding!
[The Constellation ‘Cider Pass’ has sponsored 100,000 coins.]
[Talking (Physically).]
Faraday was contemplated.
I somehow felt sorry for him and whispered to him before leaving. “No matter what, just tell the truth. Anyway, you approached me because you were told to do so by your superiors, right?”
“…!” Faraday looked at me with a pleading expression as if he wanted me not to leave.
I’m sorry, but seeing a man with a beard looking at me pleadingly felt burdensome.
Leaving the club room without any regret, I went to the art and liberal arts social club as originally planned. Just in time, before the next episode started, the surroundings were quiet, as if it was a break. Just in case, I checked the information sheet, and it said that one-act plays were only performed three times a day.
“Is this why their profit is lower than Mimosa’s concert?”
Huh. I’m going to beat this place easily.
At that time, I saw a male student coming out of the theater. “Excuse me, wait a minute.”
“Y-yes! Did you call me, Senior?”
“Where is Libby?”
“She must be over there!”
When I went in the direction given by the strangely disciplined male student, I saw a room with a half-open door.
“Is it here?”
I went inside. Contrary to my expectation that Libby might be there, the room was empty without a single person.
“This looks like a dressing room, not a waiting room.”
Did I come in wrong? Perhaps the next room was the waiting room, so I approached the door that had a gap in it due to the hasty closure when changing locations.
Slap! Suddenly, the sound of someone being slapped was heard outside.
What? The moment I strangely grabbed the doorknob.
“How dare you say hello to Father?” Cecilia’s angry voice clearly flowed into the dressing room.
[The Constellations are curious about the situation outside.]
[The Constellations wants BJ to look outside.]
That sounded ridiculous.
Out of embarrassment, I let go of the doorknob and carefully leaned against the wall. So that no one noticed my presence in the hallway.
“Do you think you can do anything? Don’t be mistaken. Because you’re nothing more than my father’s waste.”
“…”
“If you think life is precious, live like a rat, Damian West.”
Sh*t. I just heard Duke Kapento had one more child out of wedlock, which wasn’t in the script. But the world is also indifferent. As expected, the person who got slapped by Cecilia was Damian.
Ding!
[The Constellation ‘Mad Mania’ has sponsored 100,000 coins.]
[ㄴㅇㄱ.]
Ding!
[The Constellation ‘Rofan-Addicted Young Lady’ has sponsored 100,000 coins.]
[No wonder he hates nobles for some reason, so there was a secret to his birth.]
The Constellations were interested in it, but I was sweating nervously. Because this was a very important event related to Damian’s likeability.
Damian is an excellent assassin. As such, he could have noticed that I’m currently hiding here.
I hope that’s not the case. If that happened, Damian’s likeability would be less than two red hearts, and it would become very, very difficult.
With those words, Cecilia left. All that remained was Damian in silence and the sound of my frantic heartbeat. What if I get caught? Can I beat Damian with magic now?
When even my palms were wet with sweat.
“Is there anyone who wants to go to Clybe? Everyone around me told me to go there. There must be something amazing there.”
“Why are you going there? I’d rather go to the Demisa concert.”
The voices of those presumed to be arts and culture club members were approaching the dressing room.
“Huh? Senior Damian! Have you gone to the student council yet?”
Damian was staying silent on someone’s question and opened his mouth. “…Yes. I left something behind. This is the last play, right? Good work, everyone.”
“Yes, Senior!”
Then I heard Damian leave. I quickly ran into the theater connected to the dressing room before I ran into the arts and culture members. Fortunately, there was no one inside the theater.
“Why did such an event happen at this time?”
As I pulled my hair and suffered, the constellations popped a notification asking why. I somberly explained how the situation was affecting Damian’s likeability.
“Sigh. When will the system be restored…?”
Trudging. The door suddenly opened as I walked toward the entrance at a waning pace.
“!”
Libby looked surprised, as if she didn’t expect to run into me. I was also surprised that Libby suddenly appeared.
“Why didn’t you go to the dressing room or waiting room?”
“Ah, that’s.”
Libby poked her lips with a bewildered expression and spoke hurriedly. “I-I’m going to practice.”
“Practice?”
“Yes!”
…You’re practicing becoming a tree?
While I was frowning at her incomprehensible words, Libby asked.
“There’s something left before the last play begins, but Sister came early.”
“Yes, I came to see you.”
Libby’s strangely rigid expression was gently softened. “…Hehe. Right! I want to go to Valhalla Arcade.”
“What about practice?”
“I don’t have to do it anymore.”
I looked at Libby with a slightly worried eye, although not outwardly obvious.
Something seems a little strange today. The same goes for me entering an empty theater alone.
“Is there something wrong?”
“What? No?”
It might not be a concern she wants to tell me, so I thought it would be best to move on.
“Let’s go to Clybe. Our parents and Giuseppe are there too.”
“Great!”
I came out of the hallway with Libby and was heading for Clybe when I suddenly glanced back. The spot where Damian was probably located came into my view.
“…”
It left me a bitter taste.
* * *
Libby played many games in the Valhalla Arcade and returned to the dressing room in a good mood.
The card-flipping game was difficult. She herself couldn’t rank as good as Theresa or Giuseppe. Even though it was only [4×4].
Theresa consoled her.
“It’s because people are crazy about competing for rankings. If you spend about 100 coins, you can be in the top 10.”
In fact, everyone except Theresa and Giuseppe spent a ton of coins to get into the rankings. Libby, who isn’t competitive, didn’t want to work that hard, so she also enjoyed the other games.
“It was fun. Hehe.”
The outcome wasn’t significant. Still, what mattered was that it was fun. Libby realized once again that she was living in a very safe place.
I’m a very lucky person. She often considered herself lucky even during her dangerous life as a traveling troupe. She even got the family of her dreams back. Everyone got along, even with her older sister, who seemed a little bit distant at first.
Shortly before entering the dressing room, Libby paused but burst into a fit of excitement. “…Let’s do it well.”
Creek. The dressing room was busy with students preparing for the final play. Those who had already finished preparing were huddled together, playing card games or chatting.
The moment they confirmed that it was Libby who entered the dressing room, they looked away again as if nothing had happened. Their behavior was somewhat stiff and awkward.
Libby casually moved to pick up her makeup props. She did so 15 minutes before the play started. She tried to gather the twigs she needed to hold in her hands and the patchy wooden clothes. But she couldn’t see any twigs. Weird. I left it here, but where did it go?
While Libby struggled to find the twigs by herself, the students laughed among themselves.
“Let’s go to the square cafe together again! The place we went last time was so delicious.”
The arts and culture members got along well with each other. Even if they weren’t involved in club activities, they would meet privately, visit a delicious cake shop, or go to each other’s houses.
Libby certainly had such a time. Until Cecilia and Isabel returned to the school.
At that time, Cecilia, who was sitting at the top of the table despite being a freshman, spoke arrogantly.
“Now that I’m back, come to Kapento Duchy next time. I’ll treat you to something much better.”
Then everyone exclaimed excitedly in anticipation. Because it was a great honor being invited to the duchy. Even more by the Kapento family!
“Haha! I’m sure I’ll gain valuable experience thanks to having such an amazing junior.”
Cecilia was secretly being mentioned as a candidate for empress, so everyone was anxious to get along with her. There was once a rumor that Theresa was the emperor’s lover, but since there was no news about it, they thought it was just a rumor.
“It would be nice if the vice president could join us this time.”
Cecilia’s expression hardened for a moment at the mutter of the lady, who admired Damian.
“…There’s nothing I can do. Because that senior is busy. Let’s have fun with each other.”
Some of the club members briefly glanced at Libby. But they quickly drew their eyes to Cecilia’s eyes.
Then Libby managed to find random twigs stuck in the corner. “Phew, thank God.”
Although she got a small role, she always wanted to do her best as long as she was on the stage. Because she liked theater that much.
