Tensei Shoujo no Rirekisho

Miss Salome returned as an escort to Miss Caterina, although she did not return as a student to the school.

While Miss Salome was away, we all read the air and couldn't tell you about the shell vows, and Miss Salome said, "Speaking of which, you're going to make Katerina, this shell, your ear decorations, right?" He said with a lot of tea, "so the vows of that time were finally fulfilled.

If Miss Salome hadn't gone back, if we'd all talked about being ready to go all the way to Gwennasis, would you have tried to do that? That Miss Salome laughed at me.

That said, I was worried, so I can't help it!

And now I have on hand a brooch made by Miss Caterina using seashells.

Brooch with the same seashell as everyone else.

A matching ornament with friends.

I also graduate from school this year and I think I will be separated from everyone else.

But I'm somewhat strong when I think I have something to match with everyone. A treasure of a lifetime.

"Hey, what could be a miscon to do at a school festival?

Miss Caterina asked me how intrigued I was when we were all discussing the plans for the school festival on the terrace in front of the library.

Although there are a few of the usual escorts behind Miss Caterina, it seems more than happy for Miss Caterina that Miss Salome is on her side, and even with the eyes of the escort, her usual energies were returning recently.

"Miscon is like a popular vote to decide on the most beautiful woman in this school."

And when I said, Miss Caterina's face sparkled with Paa.

"Then Mr. Conn is the event that determines the coolest person in this school! That's lovely! I'll be the best at Miscon, and Salome will be the best at Miscon. Then the two of us... hehe"

And, in the second half, Miss Caterina's delusions seem to be rampant, looking up in the face of the girl she dreams of.

"Katerina, I'm not a student anymore, and I can't join myself."

And Miss Salome, laughing like that, embarrasses Miss Katerina.

Or, Mr. Salome, since you are a woman, even if you are a miscon to enter!?

And Charles looked happy, "For those who took it the best, get some nice costumes on! How lovely it would be if Master Liu, who took the best at Mister Con, dedicated a rose with a look like a prince or a knight!," I said as excited.

So, I'm a girl, too, so if they're going to vote, I'm a miscon.

"Determine the coolest one in school and the beautiful students, hold..."

When Alan thought he squealed like that in a serious voice, he turned his face to you, Bubba Ritz.

"Hey, Ritz! Am I cool?!?

"What, suddenly"

"Because the one named Miscon, Liu is chosen. Then Mr. Conn wants me to be the best..."

Oh, my God, what does this mean that I want to be the best at Mr. Conn if my parents are going to be the best?

Don't think I'll always be under your parental authority...

This is a sign on the bottom...

"... I think Alan would be cool if he kept his mouth shut. If you keep quiet."

I sensed a sensitive disturbing molecule, and that's what Ritz replied, as if you were frightened.

Right, your face is neat, and Alan might be cool if you keep quiet.

For now, I don't think cool people would check with their friends to see if they were cool.

"But the truth is, if there's a holding like the popular vote, Miss Con and Mr. Con will be Mr. Lew the best, won't they? Whatever you say, you're Liu, the goddess of victory?

and Miss Salome says with a funny face.

No, no, so, I'm a girl, so I'm afraid that Mr. Conn won't get my vote...... I can't tell you enough.

Sure, me, still walking gets Moses.

Moses' liou.

Well, even if I originally opened Miscon or Mister Conn, I'm glad I didn't mean to join you.

"I'm not going to join Miss Con or Mr. Con because I'm going to be a judge or an executive committee member for once, so that's okay."

"Eh, isn't Lew answering? What..."

and Alan looked sorry for him.

I may have lost my downward chance and lost my temper.

Stupid little kid.

Did you think I would do something that would put my position at a disadvantage if I were that easy!

"But as Char just said, I hope some winner gets something done or something like a prize"

and Ritz because you said good things to me, sure! I thought I nodded.

"Nice! What Charles was saying earlier was that the winners would each be dressed in a special way, right? I just have costumes and nice dresses dressed as princes and knights to use in theatre, and should I have them on? And for the prize, though, you can see something good in my Chamber of Commerce. What should I do?"

"If it was a signed prize for the goddess of victory, wouldn't we all be motivated?

and Miss Salome suggests it looks interesting.

Signed...

Even if I'm motivated by that, I don't like it.

"Yeah, sure, that's nice. Because of this, I think it would be nice to only get it at that tournament. So... how about a meal ticket or something with the victorious goddess of our school?

and Ritz suggested it with a smile on his face.

Or meal vouchers...

"Does that feel like I might dine with a student I don't know?

"I'm sure you'll be motivated."

Though Ritz says, that's a bit.

'Cause I wish it was a girl student, but eating with a boy student sounds like some kind of date.

I get nervous, and I feel like some kind of pre-dowry aristocratic daughter shouldn't be doing it.

"Miscon's prize, that's fine, but Miscon..."

"Sure. For once, Mr. Lew was the girl he was married to."

And Miss Caterina told me, but how did you put it on 'for once'?

Not for once, but because you're a full pre-dowry maiden, me.

"Well, speaking of which, Miss Lew is a girl too."

Oh, why are you saying that right now, Mr. Ritz, with a face like 'Speaking of which' or something I just remembered?

Funny, even though you're the caretaker Ritz, I wonder if that's a silence.

If I stared at you, Ritz, I noticed my gaze, and Ritz, he noticed his rudeness, and he laughed and tried to deceive me.

I can't believe you're laughing.

I'm the type of person I've always remembered this kind of thing!

That's how we discussed it, and in the end, Miss Conn's winner was given a meal ticket with me, and Mr. Conn was meant to be my signed commodity.

Is this really motivating?

I wouldn't want it if I were you.

But I use Moses...... Looking at the students' reactions these days, maybe there's nothing they can't go to.

Afraid. Something Uyolithic. I wonder if it's all right. Wouldn't a second Tagosak be born?

Why is this happening around me......

"Right. Miscon's winning prize is to dine with Liu..."

Alan's face, who shrugged so, is bitter.

Alan, I think that might be subtle.

On second thought, the members here often go with me for lunch and stuff, and I figured I'd have another prize as well as a meal ticket with me.

How about wearing the product we're developing just now to the kind of people who will be chosen by Miscon Mistercon? Even for me, it would be good publicity for the products of my Chamber of Commerce.

Yeah, let's do that.

When I was secretly thinking about another prize, Alan said to Ritz, "Hey Ritz, am I beautiful...?" I've been asking questions I'm not sure about.

It was you, Ritz, who was pompous for a moment, but I suppressed Alan's shoulder like he immediately understood what it meant and panicked.

"No way, Alan, to Miss Conn......!? No, no, Alan! Let's not just do that! That's all!"

And I was desperately stopping.

I'm not sure what the hell you're talking about, but I understand Alan's unsure story, Ritz. You're so amazing.

As always, the two of them thought about their plans for the time being, thinking they were close.

In the meantime, by the school festival, we need to make something that will be a prize for Miscon and Miscon to develop new products.

Hey, don't get busy again from now on.

Next time I promise to meet someone from the castle...

Oh, yeah, that's what I wanted to ask Alan!

Something turned my gaze to Alan, who is arguing with you, Ritz.

"Alan, I need to ask you something, but I think we've been talking about wanting to meet Alan's grandfather before, and what's going on with that?

Alan looked a little shy when I asked him that.

"Oh, bad. Actually, the story hasn't progressed at all. I've sent many letters to my grandfather, but I haven't been able to attach an appointment to meet him..."

"Well, did you? I'm sure you're busy. Ok. But I'm not in that much of a hurry, and actually, I think I might be okay now because I think I can talk to someone else."

I used to ask Alan to meet Alan's grandfather because he wanted to make connections with the castle to do something about Uyoli, but this time at Mr. Victoria's Tute, he promised me that he would meet someone from the heavy towns of the castle.

So the matter of wanting to see Alan's grandfather didn't have to be particularly hasty or difficult.

So you don't have to force me to apologize anymore, and when I told Alan that with the feeling, Alan looked shunned for some reason.

"Huh...? You mean you won't see my grandfather anymore? Hey, why?

Huh? Well, something's going to make Alan look so sad.

Something's wrong.

I just wanted to say that you don't have to force me to make time, but you're okay now.

Oh, but it could be sad if you suddenly told me enough, even though it was something I asked you to do...

What a delicacy-free thing to say to me...!

"Oh, that! I'm just saying that you don't have to make time for me to get that far. Because if I can see you, I would love to see you!

When I said that, Alan, exhaled and smiled like a ho.

"Right, good. Even if it takes time, I'll make sure to introduce you to your grandfather."

Alan nodded forcefully, saying so, as if he had renewed his determination.

Ugh, yeah.

Thank you, Alan.

So, but, uh, you don't have to be so motivated...?

I made an ambiguous smile and let Alan nod with a renewed determination.