Almark walked through the air, which was getting a lot colder in the morning.
I left the dorm earlier than usual today, so there's still a sparse figure of students walking down the road.
Almark, who spends less time practicing the play than the rest of his crew, was thinking of practicing alone in the morning, as he has Illmis remedial after school every day.
I was able to do as much as I wanted with my on-the-spot correspondence without having to practice anything in particular, such as standing around with Nelson, apart from talking about it when it comes to dialogue.
If I forget to talk dialogue or skip the order, I'll be bothered around.
I was called out late at night to practice in the dorm room, so I decided to go to the school building early in the morning to practice.
Multiple footsteps followed Almark from behind on the road to the school building early.
I thought I was going to chase him through, and he called me from right behind.
"Hey, Almark"
Turning around, a long-sleeved boy and a disappointed boy stood.
"Hey, Coren. Polois, too."
"That's unusual. At this hour."
I laughed as Coren looked down at Almark.
Neighbor Polois nods too.
"We've always been around this time lately, but I never saw you. Is there anything special about it?"
"No, I was just going to do some self-practice for a magic festival play."
When Almark answers, the two face each other.
"Voluntary practice of the play?
Colen asks as he walks out in line next to Almark.
"What is it, Almark? Have you been promoted to the lead?"
"No."
Almark shakes his head.
"Side roles, or evil manners? Well, that's the part."
You're a villain.
Coren turns around and laughs at Polois walking next door.
"If Almark is a villain, no one can win anymore. It's the end of the world."
"I don't know that."
Polois answers seriously.
"It's certainly hard to use you in a play. Because it's not from the south. Maybe if you did it in a historical play, it would suit you."
"That's great, Polois"
Almark replied.
"Our class does historical plays."
Polois, whose face was not full of praise from Almark, nodded, Hmm.
"Then there might be a role for you to play in keeping your vibe alive."
"Even so, you're a villain."
Coren laughs.
"What about your girlfriend? Are you going to the play?"
"Oh."
Almark tries to answer about Wendy, recalling that Colen's girlfriend was referring to a different person.
"Uh, you said my girlfriend."
"What are you talking about, there are so many of them. I can't put it in the corner."
Coren slaps Almark on the shoulder.
It's about Leila, isn't it?
Oh, I knew it.
Almark shakes his head.
"Leila's not my girlfriend."
Then I don't know how to answer Wendy if she's a girlfriend.
"What, did it go bad? Well, that sounds hard."
Seemed to have interpreted it in a different way, Coren nodded knowingly, saying so.
"I heard you've been a lot softer lately."
Polois also pinches his mouth.
"It was talked about among boys in our class,"
"Heh."
Almark sees Polois with unexpected thoughts.
"That's what Polois tells us."
I didn't do it.
Polois shakes his head.
"I just pinched it in my ear that the others were talking about."
"Women are more adults. A classmate of mine looks like a kid."
Colen nods again with a translator's face.
"Cheer up, Almark. I'm sure you'll find another good boy."
"Oh."
It was also troublesome to correct, and Almark nodded.
"Thanks"
"Oh, my God, there are so many cute kids in two pairs. Polois, you'd think so too."
Colen says so in a pleasant tone and sees Polois.
"I don't know. Most girls don't even remember their names."
Poloise doesn't do that.
"But Eston used to say Wendy Barherb was cute."
"Oh, I wonder if those guys were in the same class when they were two years old"
Coren nods.
"Sounds like Eston. Wendy sure is cute, but she only sees noble kids in the first place."
"What about you?"
Almark sees Colen.
"You said you weren't very good at it yourself."
"Me. I'd love a quiet kid like that in your class, Lilty."
"Heh."
Almark rounds his eyes.
"Lilty? Sure, it's very quiet, but do you want a girl like that?"
"Oh. If some usually quiet kid turns a bright red on his face and talks so hard, he'll come all the way."
"I see. Something like that."
"Don't be serious, Almark"
Polois says in a bitter mix of laughter.
"Until now, Coren said she wanted a brave woman like Emelia."
"Emelia."
Almark recalls Emelia's feminine warrior figure seen at the martial arts tournament and compares it to Lilty's luxurious figure in his head.
"Not at all."
"Don't mess around, Polois."
Colen says, laughing with pleasure.
"Ma, whatever, I am. That's when I thought she was cute."
"So you're hot."
Polois says.
"Even during this herbal hunt, a sophomore girl made a noise about wanting to join Coren's group, and Lux seemed to have a hard time"
"Right, Herbal Hunting"
Almark recalls that the three groups were finishing their herbal hunt the other day.
"No demons, I hear."
"Fine, you guys are"
Colen looks envious of Almark.
"We wanted to fight demons, too. Hey, Polois."
"Sort of."
Polois rarely agrees with Coren either.
"No, it was tough."
Almark answers that as he remembers his battle with Borapa.
"Are you two practicing the play so early?
"We haven't even consolidated what we're gonna do with the play yet."
To Coren's answer, Almark frowns.
"Oh, at this time of year."
"Coren."
Poloise slaps Coren's arm gently in the face, but Coren shrugs her shoulder without looking bad.
"Fine, I told you. I know who Almark can trust."
"Well, that's true,"
Polois snorts reluctantly.
"At first, Eston and Killive built the script."
Colen's story is mixed with Almark's unknown name.
"Killive. That's a name I don't know."
Almark pinched his mouth.
"Of course I know Eston,"
"Oh well. Killive went into a pair of fights at the Martial Arts Games."
Colen says.
"You lost a little. Martial arts aren't that strong, he is."
"I see."
Then I don't know.
Almark is convinced.
Around the time one and three pairs were playing the game, Almark was on the verge of losing his life after a Dark Mage raid in his dorm.
"Because the two nobles made the script."
Coren, who is supposed to be a nobleman himself, says, like other personnel.
"There are only nobles in the play, and the civilians are all backwards. The civilians are already angry. Lux is in arbitration, but I don't know what's gonna happen."
"Oh, that's tough"
Almark recalls the honest looking faces of three sets of class commissioners.
I've never talked to him directly, but I'm sure he's struggling just to seem honest.
The Estons' script is a problem, too.
Polois says in a cold voice.
"Even the civilians are bad. Whatever you're asked, you're mozzled and unclear, but after you've made up your mind, you just complain in the shadows. I don't think it's a good idea for Lux to listen to that."
"I don't care either way. I'm not interested in plays, I'll do anything behind my back."
That's what Coren says and laughs at.
"Lux is a good guy, but he's not as mentored as you and this Wallis or a pair of Eins. It'll take a little longer for us to come together."
"If you or Rosfilia say so, we'll all follow you."
When Almark says, Coren blinks his eyes.
"Uh, me."
"Yeah."
Almark nodded, but Coren shook his head immediately.
"I only move what I'm interested in. You're not that popular."
"I guess so."
Almark remembered a scene at the end of the martial arts tournament where Colen apologized aloud to his classmates after the game he lost to Morgen.
There seemed to be no nobility or civilians in the favorable reaction of the three groups of students to Coren at that time.
"Coren is in the mood. I don't think so, either."
Polois also says.
"So what about Rosfilia?"
"Rosfilia."
Polois tries to think.
"She doesn't know one thing about what she's thinking right now. It only seems to show interest in things like Coren, and it also seems to identify everyone's opinions"
"Sometimes when you give an opinion, you say something that nobody can argue with, so it's pretty much settled."
That's what Coren says and nods.
"Oh. Well, in that sense, maybe I can say that there is hope"
"I see. Really? You got a lot going on."
Almark nodded.
All Almark knows is that Wallis is a class commissioner for three years and two pairs.
I don't know much about the past, but I think this class now has an atmosphere where everyone is free to express their opinions.
But maybe not in other classes.
Then why are you two so early in the morning?
To Almark's inquiry, Coren laughs pointing to Polois.
"This guy, he's not settled yet, so he wants us to hang out with him."
"Stop it, Coren. You don't have to tell me."
"Settlement. Oh, no way."
When Almark raised his voice unexpectedly, Polois looked up and Coren nodded happily.
"Yes, the next time you duel with Garrell, you won't make a sound."
"Are you still motivated?"
Almark said, Polois blushed and still nodded clearly.
"Whatever. Win clearly so you can't make any excuses next"
Kuku, Coren laughed and slapped Polois on the shoulder abusively.
"Nah, this guy's the best."
"That hurts."
Polois stares at Coren with his face in his face, then sees Almark.
"Almark. Come and see me when you get tired of practicing the play too. I want your opinion, too."
"Okay. If you're free, I'll be there."
Almark nodded.