Shortly after June, we celebrated the day of the face-to-face meeting.
Ark in the same room is strangely in the mood.
How many times should I pose in front of the mirror?
"Why are you so temperamental?
"I'd like to find a patron who agrees to join the regional dragon squad."
Patrons tend to want to call dragon jockeys to the town where they live.
This may be a natural thought.
Ark wants to belong to the local army, and his hopes are the opposite.
They got to know as many people as possible and found a patron on good terms.
"Doesn't that narrow down patron candidates a lot, too?
Someone who comes unconditionally to the town of Hewler, where Ark comes from.
Will it be easy to find?
"That's why we have to make sure we don't miss these opportunities"
What a positive one.
"I'll stop by to make a purchase, you go ahead."
"Okay. I'll see you at the venue."
Ark left in a good mood.
"... oh man"
I can well see that Ark has a clear goal and is aiming for a dragon jockey.
Not like me backwards. [M]
Linda said three hundred people were selected in the lottery for today's face-to-face meeting.
I don't know how many of them can be patrons. Ark looks like a tough one.
Get dressed and go downstairs.
Before I went out, I showed my face to the purchasing department.
"Good morning, brother-in-law"
"Leon? Are you sure? It's a face-to-face meeting, right? Everybody's out of town already."
"There's nothing to do if you go early. Just make it to the start."
"You're still unmotivated. You don't like looking for patrons?
If it's the bakery's motivation, it's amazing.
"I don't think so."
I think it's troublesome, but I'll deny it one day.
Then you'll have trouble finding me instead. [M]
"Well, if it becomes Isa, you'll be relieved that Her Majesty the Queen will look after it.... Speaking of which, I had one thing to contact"
"Yeah? What?
"From Her Majesty the Queen. There's a sauce coming from the right ear of the demon kingdom, and they have a plan to raid the students here."
Her Majesty's Right Ear is a unique organization, and most of the Shadows, including myself, don't know who the Right Ear is.
Anyway, he's totally undercover, so I don't even hear from him regularly.
The "right ear" of the demonic kingdom can be people who have lived in the demonic kingdom for generations and end their lives there.
Many end their lives without ever stepping into the dragon kingdom.
They blend into the city well and gather information every day, but that's all.
I might need it someday.
Just think about it, they're active.
"Information from the right ear is unusual."
"Right. I haven't been able to take the back, but I guess I got it by accident. Plans for a raid are underway."
"You haven't run it yet"
"Apparently. He just said the aim was to be a student at the college. So I was told to keep it in your ear last night."
"Thank you. But that's all the information. You can't be on guard."
"Right. I think you just need to keep it in the corner of your head. Her Majesty was in no hurry."
"Okay. Thanks.... I should probably get going."
"Whoa, come on. So get screwed and come home."
Waving at my brother-in-law who laughed and sent me out, I left the dorm.
The venue for the face-to-face meeting was the same auditorium as the entrance ceremony.
The building, which will accommodate hundreds of people, probably because it's not that much.
When I went inside, it was already flooded with people.
There were female students trying to stop by and pay attention to me, but before they could get to me, the music started playing from behind the auditorium.
"Looks like it just started."
I was right to adjust my time.
I hear we'll line up on the stage for the rest of our lives. That's a spectacle, this.
Linda told me that three hundred students would be joining us, but that's just about it.
I ran for it, but who thinks I stopped it after the day?
After a boring MC and a tasteless and dry introduction, we were divided into several tables.
The total number of tables is eight.
We were divided into three or four people at each table for the first time.
"Nice to meet you, me..."
The greeting tournament for the students on the table begins.
Once again, men are handsome and women are all beautiful.
As a plain me, I get carried away.
Or bake it.
"That's amazing"
Someone saw my dragon print. It's in the back of my left hand, so it catches my eye right away.
"I can't help but stand out."
When you walk around town, you have to hide it with leather gloves.
I have been in the habit of hiding it at any time lately because it is quite troublesome to be seen when acting as Her Majesty's (right hand).
"That's not true. Very conspicuous and cool."
I don't feel bad about being complimented like that, but there are handsome people near me, so they'd be the cooler ones.
I'm praised not because I'm cool myself, but because I have dragon prints.
Well, I guess this female student knows, too, in praising the dragon crest.
What a masochistic thought, I got a bell and started replacing the students who were at the table.
It's an aligned move, as if we had practiced.
"Seriously. Do you do this all the time?
I was just about to tone it down, and this development is unexpected.
Some classmates should have already decided on patrons, but what are they doing?
When I look around, I don't see some of them. I mean, you can leave.
I left the table softly, lost in the swap crowd.