A few days after you successfully completed your medicinal bath training.
It had been raining like fog since that morning.
Rain feet are weak, so you don't have to wear a rainproof jacket, but you'll have to wear a hood to keep your head from getting wet.
Almark walked out of the dorm wearing a uniformed robe hood.
On the way to the school building, everyone was wearing a hood, and from behind he couldn't even see his face, but Almark quickly realized that Wendy was walking right in front of him.
"Wendy"
Wendy raised her face and smiled happily as she ran side-by-side.
Good morning, Almark.
"Good morning, it's raining."
Wendy nods when she says it's a nuisance.
"Yeah. Rain."
Walking side-by-side, Almark tells an unexpected story.
Speaking of which, the Magic Festival is getting closer and closer.
"Yeah, it's a play."
Wendy nods.
I wonder if I'll be busy if I don't get a Curime script.
Huh?
"Look, you have to create tools and backgrounds for drama and learn the dialogues. And since it's not just a play, there's magical preparation."
I see.
Almark nodded.
"Ah, but only one person can learn the dialogue, so I wonder if the rest of them can do it all at once."
In Wendy's words, Almark answers, no.
"Culime said everyone but himself is leaving."
Eh?
As Wendy looks back at Almark, the grains slide over the hood as he moves.
"Everybody out? So I'm leaving too?"
"Isn't that normal? I don't know where it is."
"I saw last year's and last year's senior student plays, but at most half of the classes were out. The rest of us used to make light and noise in the back."
Wendy puts her index finger on her lips as she remembers and answers.
"Look, if a lot of people are switched out, people who are watching won't understand."
Sure.
Almark nodded.
"Fifteen of you are leaving. That's where Culime's arm is questioned."
"I see. Of course, there are good and bad scripts."
Wendy said.
"Then we have to try to move the whole class and change it to make it easier and easier to understand. You can't blame anyone who wrote the script."
I see.
Almark smiles.
"It's everyone's play. You're right."
"Yeah."
Wendy laughs back at Almark and mutters that she's looking forward to it.
"What kind of play will it be?"
"We had a lot of ideas when we talked."
Almark says.
"Nelson likes knighthood stories, Norish likes sadness stories. Pillman or Buyer said it was a good story about history. And I wonder what Morgan... said about Raido being a big family."
"I think Morgan managed to... I don't really remember."
Wendy said the same thing and twisted her neck.
The rain is weak, but since it came down late last night, it has been falling for a long time, so there is a puddle here.
There was a big puddle in the middle of the road, so Almark jumped over first and reached out to help Wendy jump over.
"Thank you."
Wendy said so happily and kept talking after she let go.
"What kind of play did Almark want to play?"
"Me?"
"Yeah, there's something in Almark, too."
Almark thinks for a while and shakes his head.
"Actually, I can't think of anything. I certainly didn't think about anything during the discussion."
I see. Almark has never seen a magic festival before. "
Wendy nods.
"I can't help but understand the image."
"What about you?"
Almark answers.
"I knew you wanted to do something?
"I..."
Wendy said that and smiled slightly.
"I didn't really want to do it, but there was a play that I thought was going to be nice."
Wendy looks at Almark.
"Senpai, who played heroin, was really nice in the play I was doing in the third grade. I fought bravely and ended up dead, but it was also very powerful."
Then I added that I was shy, crying when I looked at it.
I see. I wanted to see it, too. "
Almark nods and thinks of the faces of junior students he knows.
Eldo and Sicily. Zap, Phyta, Radmar.
Like they unexpectedly weep.
"We want to do that, too."
That's right.
Wendy nods.
I can see the school building, and Almark always thinks it would be nice if the school building were a little further away.
In the morning, Wallis stood on the podium as everyone was in the classroom.
Guys, listen up.
The classmates, who were bustling as usual, became quiet.
"I've been asking you to let me use Mr. Fear's first lesson today. Curime, come forward."
Curime stood next to Wallis embarrassed by his name.
"Curime wrote me a script for the magic festival play."
In Wallis' words, oh, my gosh.
"I've been waiting."
Nelson speaks up the most.
"I've been looking forward to it. Hurry up and look."
"Shut up. It's hard to cum."
Norish glared at Nelson, and Nelson put out his tongue.
"Fuck you, it was you."
"First of all, I want you to be a group for the last practice."
Wallis gives the two of them directions.
At the end of the movement, Wallis took out several books carefully spelled with strings.
"This is it. By the way, everyone but Curime will be in the play."
Again, there is a tremor in the words.
"Am I going out too? I was going to eat some sweets and do the back."
"Shit, it's annoying."
"What if I'm the star?"
"Pillman, I don't think so."
Wallis clapped his hands and silenced everyone talking together.
"Let's keep talking. I got a script from Culime and made five copies. That's all it took to crush the holidays. It was tough. Someone praise me. I hope you don't praise me."
Wallis keeps talking indifferently, and his classmates who have lost the time to praise him have a subtle look.
"I will distribute one to each team. And then we can make copies of what we need by ourselves, and then we can make copies using copywriting, so just do what you want."
Say that and give each team leader one script at a time.
"Quite thick."
Nelson murmured.
"Let's read it together first. By the way, I thought it was great."
When Wallis smiled, Curime looked bright red.
When everyone gathers around the leader of their team and puts their foreheads together, they start reading the script to eat.
Curime, who was left in front of the lecture, stared at everyone's expression with a worrying face.
Only the sound of the page sounded, and quiet time flowed.
Along the way, a snoring smile leaked.
I thought that there were some places where I turned around and sobbed.
After finishing reading, Nelson murmurs.
"Awesome."
I was really impressed.
It's a knight's story.
"No, it's not."
Norish immediately said.
"It's a sad story."
Lilty and Seraha nodded at the words.
"It's a historical story. Using real people and themes."
The buyer said happily and Pillman nodded.
"No, the theme is family. It's not a big family."
Raidow pinched his mouth.
"What are you talking about? This is the taste gathering story of the forest. My suggestion."
Morgan, who was supposed to have said that the back side was good, looked excited.
The torque is silent with a sinister face.
Leila started rolling the script again from the beginning with a calm face.
"Anyway, it's awesome. All our suggestions were in there."
Norrish rarely agreed to Nelson's words immediately.
"Yeah, it's amazing, Culime. I thought it was amazing, but it was more than I expected."
And almost everyone in the class nods.
Nature and applause boiled.
Curime finally smiled reassuringly.
Good, Curime.
Wallis came back to the lecture and held Curime's shoulder.
"It was wonderful."
That was gently said, Culime looked up at Wallis with a bright red face.
"Thank you, Wallis. You've been on a lot of consultations."
"Of course. Because I nominated you."
That's what Wallis nods.
"Nevertheless, now is the time. I'll let you do your best."
"Yeah."
Curime nodded happily.
"Wendy"
Almark lifts his face from the script and looks at Wendy.
I'm cursed.
"I was already dead."
Wendy laughs bitterly.
"But you're lovers."
"Looks like it."
Almark nodded without hesitation.
Likewise, Wendy and Wendy had the same impatient expression, and the two of them laughed face to face.
"Let's make it a good play."
"Yeah."