While the applause didn't stop, when the stage curtain again came up.
The applause of the audience increases further in size.
Because on stage, all the performers in this play were aligned.
"Thank you, gentlemen"
Wallis, a class commissioner who stood in the center, stepped forward and called on the passenger seat to do so.
"It's been a very long play as a result of packing everyone's ideas, but you've seen it to the end, and we've been relieved for three years and two pairs together"
When Wallis says so as he did, he looks back at his aligned companions.
"Let me introduce you to some of my classmates. First of all, the protagonist of this play, Knight Gaibel's Hua. Nelson!"
Wallis calls me by my name, and Nelson leaves a step forward.
"Thank you!
Nelson bowed his head fine.
"Nelson!"
"That was cool!
I get a big cheer.
"Nelson, I'm back alive a lot!
It's Ficke screaming like that. Ain decides to turn sideways next to it and get acquainted.
Nelson's father is clapping and nodding with joy at the voice from the guest seat.
"Dad!"
Nelson pulled his sword out again as he called to do so, letting it rise high.
Nelson's father distorts his face and waves loudly.
Wallis gently waved his wand and let the sword shine in seven colors.
From the guest seat, a round of applause arose for Nelson's father, who stood up in a hurry.
"Hi. My son, thank you. Always take care of me."
Almark looked a little envious, from the stage, at Pekopeko bowing his head as he said that.
Nelson's father, from start to finish, was on Nelson's side.
I consistently showed no shame in being on my son's side.
If only my father were here.
I'll try to imagine that.
What would Dad say to me?
Almark, do you have someone to keep your eyes off your enemies while you fight?
I could have stopped them from breathing in their spare time.
Those words come to mind, and I laugh bitterly.
No, I've never seen a play with my dad in the first place.
There's no way I know what my father would say.
The applause goes down and Nelson introduces the next student.
"Norish, Queen Leila's brave lady."
Norish stepped forward and bowed his head.
"Thank you"
"Norish, you were adorable!
It was Colen who raised his voice like that in the applause.
Polois looks sinister next door.
"Don't get along with Nelson!
More applause for the words, but Norish blushed and nagged.
In a warm applause, Norish recollects and introduces the next student.
"The queen who got her smile back....... Leila"
Layla advances forward and gracefully breaks her knee.
That beautiful smile leaks a sigh of, uh, from the guest seat.
"Amor, King Gabel, who is not afraid to believe.... Leido"
To Leila's call, Leido advanced.
Reido's calm majesty was as uncomfortable as being said to be a noble brother.
Torque taught me what nobility did. Of course there will be that.
But I think Almark.
That's not all.
Reido looks at it very well. About everyone.
If not, you wouldn't be able to behave like a nobleman so splendidly because you told me how much.
Almark secretly thought Leido's broad view of the whole class would be comparable to Wallis, though not surprisingly conspicuous.
"Be a faithful minister of the kingdom and trumpet hands. Pillman."
Along with Reido's introduction, Pillman blows the trumpet he had in his hand.
Pillman, who had completely forgotten to talk about greeting him at the end and had taken off his costume, was dressed strangely disfigured because it was something he had hastily put back on the minister's clothes, but the sound of a loud trumpet made me write off.
"Demigal, king of Mulboard, burning with ambition. Torque."
To Pillman's voice, Torque thanked him unfathomably as he stepped forward.
Where did the heat go earlier, and I can see the look on my face that I want to end just now.
Still, Torque fulfilled his minimum duties.
"A silent thoroughman. Galaine."
When Galein stepped forward, he gave a big thank you.
Laughing along with applause arose from the guests' seats at the crop movement.
"Speaker of my feelings. Deg."
Two groups of students on stage erupt into that introduction to Galein.
Deg smiled bitterly as well and stepped forward, bowing his head.
"A princess with an angel singing voice. Lilty."
As Lilty advanced in Deg's introduction, there was a huge applause.
After I bow my head deeply, Lilty says something, but I hear nothing with applause and cheer.
Morgen rushes to use the magic of the wind, but Almark, who was next door, softly stops it.
"Morgen, Lilty's gonna be fine."
As the words put it, Lilty mumbled a passage of famous songs as she breathed.
"Love calls for darkness, but darkness does not respond to love"
The singing resonated firmly in the guest seat.
And introduce the next student to sing.
"Witch Seraha"
A big round of applause went up as Serraja slipped the black dress forward.
"That was cool, witch in the woods!
Such a voice rose, and Serrah bowed her eyes slightly to bite it off, and she gracefully bowed.
"Beautiful untrained. Wendy."
With such an introduction, Wendy advanced.
Though the cheeks had already regained their perfectly healthy redness, Wendy smiling calmly still had some unrealistic flair and beauty.
Wendy carefully bowed her head and looked back at Almark.
"A swordsman with pure thoughts enough to fall to the curse"
That's what I say, smile.
"Almark."
Almark nodded and smiled back at Wendy, coming forward.
As he gently swung the wooden sword in his hand around his body, a loud applause rose from the guest seat.
Almark salutes and looks back at Morgen.
"Be a woodworker and a taste hunter"
The words leak laughter from the students in the guest room.
"Morgen."
Morgen proceeded with a grin.
"Thank you all!
To put it well, the junior classmate said again, "Morgen!" Cheer.
Morgen smiled and looked back at the buyer.
"The Spirit of the Living Forest, Dr. Herb. Buyer!"
Buyers come forward in applause.
If you lower your head in a loose motion, raise your hands to indicate Wallis.
"And be our class commissioner and general director of this play. Wallis the Spirit King!
In a big round of applause, Wallis advanced again and lowered his head gracefully.
Mixed with applause, yellow cheer.
Wallis, with his face up, pointed to the corner of the front row of the guest seat with his right hand.
The lights hit there, illuminated by one shy, nagging female student.
"He wrote a script for this play, the last of our people. Curimet!"
Wallis calls on Curimet, now to the stage.
Wallis pulled his hand up to the stage, Curimet lowered his head with a bright red face as he clapped.
"Curimet, say something"
Wallis whispers.
"Huh?"
Curimet looks back at Wallis with a troubled face, but Wallis shrugs his shoulders and says nothing.
Nelson nodded with a smile next to it.
"Oh, yeah. Culime's the only one who hasn't said anything on this stage. That's why you said something."
"Right. I haven't had a chance like this."
That's what Reido says and nods.
"Curimet, good luck"
"It's okay. Whatever."
Tell Norish to encourage it.
"What you think, you shouldn't say"
"All you have to do is stretch your chest."
That's what Layla said and smiled.
"Because you're the one who made this play. Half of this applause is yours."
Take everyone's word for it and still Curimet sees Almark as lost.
Curimet, I want to hear it too.
That's what Almark said, looked Curimet in the eye and nodded.
"What did you think when you saw this play? I want to hear it in your words."
To the words, Curimet turned to the guest seat as he had finally made up his mind.
"... thank you all"
Curimet said so and bowed his head.
Raise your face and show a slightly frightened look at the number of people in the guest seat in your eyes, but still start talking in a firm tone.
"It's called Curimet. As Wallis introduced me, I was indeed the one who wrote the script for this play. But"
Curimet looked back at the two groups of people lining up behind him and smiled.
"The script I wrote was something much simpler. Everyone keeps fleshing out there. And it gave my written blurry world a clear color and shape. So today I've been thinking about watching this play in my guest seat. I didn't write such an amazing script."
There is also a warm laugh from the guest seat at the words.
Curimet laughed a little herself, then said.
"But it's a pride for me to have been able to write a script for this play. Something that everyone here played so seriously that there was no more of a role on my own. So, gentlemen. Thank you so much for enjoying this play with me today and cheering it up."
When Curimet bowed his head, the biggest applause of the day arose.
"Thank you so much, everyone!
Finally, everyone bows their heads to match Wallis' words.
The curtain descends.
The applause continued until the curtain slowly hid the figure of the sixteen people on stage and eventually became completely invisible.