After class, I tried to have lunch with Milfi and Master Aldin broke in. Milfi seems to have liked my lunch and will be making her share next time.

"Rosalind, I want to practice sports festivals. I want you to join me as much as you can today."

Was this why you broke into lunch even if I didn't like you?

"I'll join you as much as I can"

I promised Master Aldin before going to the Knights.

"Good day, Mr. Dobell"

The hairy gloss has improved, Mr. Dobell. I want to pretend too...

"Oh, Mr. Rosalind. Thank you again today."

Mr. Dobell greets me with a smile, unaware of my mundane gaze.

"Dinner was very popular the other day."

"Really?"

"Well, Mr. Rosalind is a valuable force, so I won't lend him any more."

"It's an honor. Mr. Dobell, there's a sports festival next time at my school, and I'd like to go up early because I have practice in relation to participating. And of course, I do the same amount of work."

"Okay. But don't push it. I'm going to support you at the sports festival."

"Thank you"

I went up a while early and practiced sports festivals. Everyone is motivated. This could win, even if it's a year.

Then a few days. Mr. Rudolph is here.

"You stink of water, lady!

"Yes?"

"What is it, from a servant to a stick? I'm not lending you Mr. Rosalind."

"No! Miss, it's the next sports festival, isn't it? My lady's leaving, so we can even get to the support group!

"........................ what?

Me in a hurry to see Mr. Dobell. Distracting Mr. Dobell.

"Sorry, my mouth slipped..."

Ugh, my ears are peeved... no, I'm not angry.

"Everyone who can join with a knight is going to support your lady! Of course Dilk's gonna give him a break and take him with him! Hey, I'm looking forward to it!

"Hey! Wait!

Ruthlessly the door was closed.

"I'm sorry, I've told you over and over again to stop..."

"... because there's no malice... I don't know what else to do... I don't want to have a sports festival"

But there's no way I'm not answering, and I spent a while feeling subtle.

When I got home, Mr. Sugar was grounded. Huh?

Close the door, open it. Unfortunately, Mr. Sugar is grounded, not by my mistake. What happened?

"Sorry! My mouth slipped!!

".............................. what?

A few days ago, I had a similar exchange. Is that him? Is he Dejavu?

"What,?

I only have a bad feeling about it, but I made sure.

"I told the Elf Master that I was going to support Mr. Rosalind because he has his sports festival... and all the villages were strained to go to support him...! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, no, no!

Mr. Sugar cried. I want to cry too.

"Lady, I'm here for you too!

"... uh, well, it's a lot of life"

I was seriously troubled by the consolation Martha and Ark didn't understand, and I wondered if I would get a physical festival sudden illness, rather curse myself.