Almark – Northern Sword, Southern Wand

The next morning, Almark was waiting for someone in front of the dorm.

I dropped off the students for a while and went out with Sicily to Eldo and said, "Go to the school building. Prepare for class with plenty of time, Al Mark" and so on, waiting for a gentle sermon, finally a person came out.

Good morning, Curime.

Curime shouts at Almark and turns her eyes in surprise.

Good morning, Almark.

After returning the confused greeting, he sees Almark walking out side by side with him and looks even more confused.

Um...

"I just wanted to ask Curime something. If it's not a nuisance, let's go to the school building together."

"What do you want to ask me?

Curime looks nervous.

"No, I'm not talking about that."

Almark scratches his head.

"Let's walk and talk."

Uh-huh.

Almark walks alongside Curime.

"How's the script going?

Almark asks Curime.

"Yeah, you know, pretty much."

Curime lies down.

Almark is a little worried about his expression.

Oh, isn't it going so well?

"That's not how it works."

Curime's face is stiff, lying down.

"What happened?

When Almark asked, Curime shook her head small, pointing down.

"Everyone asked me the same thing. I thought it might be a little heavy for me."

Really?

Almark nodded.

Well, let's not ask anymore.

"I'm not saying no."

Culime looks awkward, lying face down.

Almark tried to speak brightly.

"But there are still a lot of magic festivals, and they say we'll leave it to Curime, so I guess you should write what you want. Wallis told me that if there was anything I could do, it would help."

"Yeah, Wallis always talks to me."

Curime nodded with that, but she still didn't float.

"But after all, it's all about writing alone."

That's right.

Almark nodded.

"I've never written it, so I don't really understand the struggle. But it's true that people who teach me how to practice swords, or support me, ended up waving their own swords. They don't wave their swords in battle."

After that, Almark looks at Culime's expression and looks in trouble.

"Oh, sorry. Am I saying something weird?"

"Yeah."

Curime smiled slightly.

I thought you were gonna say something funny.

I guess so.

Almark starts scratching his head again.

"I wonder if it's because I grew up in a different environment."

Culime finally raised her face and glanced at Almark's face.

"Sometimes in the classroom, I think it's funny what Almark says."

"I don't know."

Almark laughs bitterly.

"Yeah, that's why it's funny."

Curime laughed a little bit again and looked at Almark's face.

"Is that what you want to ask me?

Oh, yeah.

Almark nodded and immediately shook his head after rethinking.

"No, well, that's also true. Does that have anything to do with it?"

Almark went on and on.

Culime looks strange.

"Um, it's about Lilty."

Lilty?

Curime is neat.

"Yes. Have you ever heard Culime sing?"

Ah.

Curime nods as she thought.

"Yes, I do. You've never heard of Almark."

"Yeah."

"Not just Almark... but maybe all the boys have never heard Lilty's song."

Do you have any girls?

"Yeah."

Curime nods.

"When I was a sophomore, I went on a picnic with only girls. Until the rocks."

The sightseeing rock is a rock that protrudes out on a cut-out slope in the forest, and standing there gives you a view of the forest.

Almark was also taken by Morgan once during his summer vacation.

"I've been there before if it's a sight seeing rock. It's a nice spot to see."

"Yes, the view from there was wonderful, and we sang together. Then, Lilty's song was too good."

Curime smiled as if she had remembered that time.

"I stopped singing and listened to Lilty on the way. It's always such a quiet, stretchy singing voice."

Heh.

Imagine the scene, and Almark smiles naturally.

"You weren't ashamed of Lilty either."

"Yeah, there were only girls around, and I think Lilty was open to that view."

I see.

"I was a little embarrassed when it was over and everybody admired it."

I see.

Almark is pleased that he had the right feeling.

"I knew Lilty was a good singer."

"Yeah, well, your parents are musicians at the Conservatory, aren't they?

"Yeah, that's what I hear."

Almark nodded and saw Culime's face again.

So, that's the point.

Uh-huh.

Curime stands up.

Can you create a scene where Lilty sings in the magic festival play?

Eh?

Curime looked at Almark with his face struck by falsehood.

"A scene where Lilty sings"

Repeat Almark's words.

"Yeah."

Almark nods and tells the story of Lilty whispering a song at a concert yesterday.

"Like yesterday's singer, I thought it would be great if Lilty sang on stage."

According to Almark, Curime:

"A solo..."

Mumble and think.

That serious eye is not the usual quiet curime's eye.

It looked like I was calculating something seriously in my head.

"Perhaps."

After a while, Curime muttered.

"I thought the excitement of Climax was a little weak. If Lilty sang to me there."

Say so, raise your face and look at Almark.

"Perhaps."

This time, there was power in the voice.

"Yeah."

Almark nods with a smile.

"Of course, I'm not saying it's impossible."

"Yeah, I think it's a good idea."

Curime's eyes were shining.

"Oh, I'm starting to feel like I can write."

Good, then.

Ah, but...

Curime soon became worried.

"I wonder if Lilty will take care of that."

"I'm sure you'll do it."

Almark remembered how happy he looked at Lilty's concert yesterday.

"If it doesn't work, I'll take responsibility and sing."

"You?

Culime watches in surprise.

"Almark, are you good at singing?

"I don't know."

Almark shakes his head.

"Yesterday is the first time I've heard proper music."

"That's right...."

Culime looked a little awkward.

"It's okay."

Almark said.

"You're the only one who can write a script, but there's someone who can help if you ask for a role."

Almark nodded to Culime as he raised his face.

"Talk to a trusted class member."

That's right.

Curime finally nodded with a smile.