"Uh... hey, the... Huh!

So I came to make sure Senior Rebecca was pushed to the center of the stage, though in a half-force form.

Based on that, I guess I didn't have a meeting or anything beforehand.

Senior Rebecca looks around with a bewildered look.

"Well, then, the usual question time goes!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

When Senior Deena says so, the boys gathered in the front row spring up. I don't know when so many boys students got together, but they were showing a different boost.

"Then Master Rebecca. What is your hobby?

"Shh, is that a hobby...?

Did Senior Rebecca accept this situation, too, and how she answers the questions.

When it comes to seniors' hobbies... this is a tough question. Senior Deena will also know that his hobby is to write comics.

But Senior Rebecca won't want to publish it. I know that, spending that time with you in the summer. I wondered how the senior would answer...... and opened his mouth with a snack.

"Uh... growing flowers, eating sweets, and artistic activities... right? I like to write pictures."

The appearance of which I tend to lean down had something on my mind.

This emotion was my first and I was a little confused, too, that watching how things were on Senior Rebecca's stage made me wonderfully harassed or want to help her.

"I heard that! Rebecca's hobby is noble!

'Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

More gushing boys. I no longer know if this is Miscon or what it is.

Rather, a special stage for Senior Rebecca......

But there were smiles all around it.

Senior Deena is also making progress with a smile, and the students around her are laughing.

Some fans seemed enthusiastic, but it was surrounded by a warm atmosphere.

And Senior Rebecca in the center of it is also smiling slightly while blushing.

Maybe this is a gift from Senior Deena.

I hope you enjoy this cultural festival at all.

No, I'm sure that's... for sure.

I know what Senior Deena thinks. That's why I involved Senior Rebecca in a surprise-like way.

Instead of watching this cultural festival from afar, he said he could get into it... I'm sure he would hope so.

From there, as before, questions were asked… Finally, I came to the last question. All this would be a gateway.

Because that's what you ask people you like.

"Then Master Rebecca. This will be my last question."

"Ha, ha!

Senior Rebecca seems to have gotten used to it, and the answers seem to be getting solid.

"Does anyone currently like it? Of course, as a paedophile…"

"Ah... uh... the..."

leaning down again. At the same time, the seniors saw this side from the chill stage. I'm sure this is a coincidence, but I felt my gaze crossed.

"… of course I wish I could love Evan from now on because I am engaged"

That's what Senior Rebecca told me with perseverance.

The boys students who had sprung up so far had been quiet this time too. And finally, Senior Rebecca's turn came to an end, with the announcement of Miss Conn's winner.

Each student puts a piece of paper in the ballot box and the people in operation count it. The work will be done quickly if it is handy.

And when Senior Rebecca, who came up on the stage, lowered her head with a peck, it was finally an announcement.

"We are now pleased to announce the winner of this year's Miscon. The winner..."

When Pella opens the folded paper and sees it, Senior Rebecca begins to tremble smugly on the spot.

I hid my face with that paper, and I can't ask how it's going from here.

But it was clear who won the reaction.

Doing so, Senior Deena came from the stage sleeve and suddenly took the paper away from Senior Rebecca.

"Yes. Then I think I know, but this year's winner is Dear Rebecca! No joy!

'Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

"KHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

This time I heard not only wild cheers, but yellow cheers as well.

I understood again that Senior Rebecca had many fans of women as well as men.

Well... I voted for Senior Rebecca this time, too.

"Hey, Ray."

"What's up, Amelia?"

Amelia, next door, was just staring at Senior Rebecca. That was a sweet look. Amelia also probably has something to think about when she looks at Senior Rebecca.

Senior Rebecca.

"Ah."

"Sounds fun."

"Definitely"

Senior Rebecca, blessed by all, was still shy with a bright red face. "No more, gentlemen! I'm angry!," he protests for real, but that's also cute the other way around... and the students on this occasion were fascinated by her like that.

That's right.

After all, Senior Rebecca is an attractive man.

Such a kind person, who gathers people together and is admired by them.

Once again, I found Senior Rebecca attractive.

Thus, the second day of the Cultural Festival ends again.

There was a lot of turbulence, but it must have been a good memory for Senior Rebecca.

The evening passed and it was sunset time.

I'll file an outing report and roll it out to the city.

As a first name, I wanted to refill some more food with regard to made-to-measure coffee.

That is by no means a lie, but only a secondary one.

My purpose was to get to Mr. Abby's house.

Down the ramp from the college to the city's central district.

Second, look up at the night sky.

There have been many lately, but the beautiful night sky was spreading again today. The stars were also brilliantly blinking, illuminating this night's world with its lights.

A night like this isn't bad.

With that in mind, I walk on my own and reach Mr. Abby's home.

When I knocked the bird-shaped door knocker about three times with Concon, which accompanies the door, Mr. Carla came out of the room.

"Master Ray. We've already got them all together. Please, go inside."

"Excuse me."

To give a gentle thank you on the spot, there were already some of my acquaintances.

Master, Abby, Carol, Carla, and there was also a general manager. Others were upright in the corner, as were the family members of the general manager who met each other face-to-face during Magics Chevalier, a sorcery swordsman competition.

"Ray, are you here?"

"You also needed a master"

"Absolutely. This is because it smells so bad..."

There was already tension on this occasion. When Carol sees me too, she tries to skin me for some reason, but this time she doesn't.

It just seemed quiet, sitting on the couch enjoying tea.

If Carol stays quiet, she'll be a good woman... but I guess she can't help it.

When I sit in the empty seat, Mr. Carla comes forward and gets to the point.

"Master Ray was asking me to do this. We now know who Mr. Evan-Bernstein is."

From that mouthful, I understood that he definitely had a back face.

"─ He is a famous demon eye collector who was illegally collecting demon eyes in the back."

"I mean, you said the aim was Senior Rebecca's demon eye...?

I immediately pinched my mouth. From its content, that's the only way to anticipate it. But Kara distorts her expression just a little bit.

"... it's perfectly natural to think so. But this matter. Too many puzzles."

"When you say...?

Mr. Kara continues her conversation pale.

"It was also too easy to get this information. It's like, just asking me to know sooner."

……

You mean you're not desperate to keep information secret...?

But this information shouldn't be good to know.

On top of being too bad on the outside, that figure will undoubtedly be restrained and the engagement dissolved. It is unlimited that Mr. Evan will be imprisoned.

unwilling to hide it......?

What's going on...?

Besides, Senior Rebecca couldn't move because she knew about this...?

A complex situation.

And we're slowly getting closer to the truth. But then you'll know it's something you don't even think about.

The will to swell behind this kingdom grows even bigger.