After finishing his meal and returning to the auditorium, the student seat was lined up with his usual familiar face.
Almark, you're late.
That's what Nelson said and laughed.
Well, you were asleep a while ago.
"No, Nelson."
Raidow pinched his mouth.
"We're the ones who are late. Almark and Wendy came in the morning."
"Eh, is that so? They both love the same song and dance for three days in a row."
Norish shouted at Nelson's words.
"You really are. Speak with your mouth and brain connected for a moment. They were in the infirmary yesterday morning."
Oh, I see.
Nelson looks like he failed.
"Sorry, we were both fine in the play and the launch, so I totally forgot."
"No, it's okay."
Almark shook his head.
"More than that, Nelson. I'm sorry about yesterday."
Almark suddenly lowered his head and Nelson managed.
"What? It's creepy. Stop it, Almark."
"I heard you got hurt yesterday. I'm sorry, I didn't realize."
"Oh, my God."
That said, Nelson laughed relentlessly.
"Besides, I set you up, so don't apologize to Almark."
Besides, Nelson said.
"I was hurt, but Knight Nelson wasn't hurt."
A proud face.
"You fought a witch and did your job well."
"Yeah."
Almark nodded.
Nelson is absolutely right. Knight Nelson fought proudly to the end.
I didn't feel any dust when I got injured.
That's why we're done talking.
"Okay. Thank you, Nelson."
As Almark nodded, Nelson and Norish laughed alongside each other.
Saying hello to Morgan, who was hanging out in a corner seat with the buyer, Almark and Wendy sat down side by side.
Just ahead, I can see Ain and Fiquet sitting side by side today.
"Somehow, we're always together. Both of them."
Wendy nods when Almark says.
"Yeah, you're close."
"I hate Ain."
"Fike, you cried so much yesterday."
I think I'll cry again today.
I don't know.
Wendy smiles.
Depends on the content of the play.
That's right.
What happens to the three plays? I can't imagine seeing their faces behind the scenes.
Speaking of which...
Wendy saw Almark again.
"Earlier, when I bought lunch, Almark looked a little surprised. Did you know anyone?
Ah.
Almark blinks.
That's what Wendy's been watching.
During the day, when Almark and Wendy lined up in a stall, he noticed two strangers passing by.
Captain Coster of the merchant ship Star Guard and former mercenary Wilbis of the Phosphorescent Mercenary Corps, a crew member.
Costa was walking busily with his handwriting.
Behind it, Wilvis, holding his luggage in both hands, followed him.
I bought it at the senior department and came to peek at the stall in the junior department.
Indeed, as a merchant coster travelling by boat from Nork Island to the south and near the Menover Strait to the north, this magic festival should be an inevitable opportunity.
It would be annoying to call now.
After the play, let's find the two of you.
If you can't, you can go directly to the harbor.
You may be able to tell me more about your father and the Black Wolf Cavalry.
I was looking at them with that in mind.
There was someone I knew.
Almark answered.
Wendy's troubles were solved, but I was still reluctant to meet Wendy, a former mercenary, and I wasn't ready to tell him I was the mercenary's son.
I'm sure Wendy will accept it.
Yesterday's play changed my mind to something close to certainty.
"But when I looked closely, he was a completely different person."
"Yes."
Wendy nodded and asked no more about it.
"You two are together today."
An unexpected voice came from behind them.
I showed my face a little bit in color.
"Ah, color"
Wendy smiles.
"I'm sorry. I slept well, so I didn't wake up."
"It's okay."
Color nods with a smile.
I was too late last night.
"Speaking of which, it's been a long time. I fell asleep first. Where were you yesterday?
"Remember Tuff? In the middle of the year."
Ah, yeah.
"He invited me to my dorm, and we went to the middle dorm together."
"In a middle school dorm?
Wendy rounds her eyes.
"The neighborhood and the two of us?
"Yeah, well, I just had a cup of tea and talked to the middle class boys in the conversation room."
The colour is obvious.
Tuff sent me home again.
"Yes, it is."
Wendy nodded in surprise.
"Surprise."
"Almark, don't worry."
Colour talks naughtily to Almark.
"It's okay, Wendy won't ask me out."
"Middle School."
Almark nods with interest.
"Actually, I've never been to a middle-class dorm. Next time, don't hesitate to ask me."
Huh?
The colour was neat for a moment.
Afterwards, she smiled and slapped Wendy on the shoulder.
"I see. Right, Wendy. This is tough."
"Hey."
Wendy brightens her face.
"Stop, Colour."
Well, I'll see you. We got along. "
Wendy swooped her cheeks as the collar waved away.
"Already."
"Is Tuff a middle-class guy?
Almark asked.
"Yeah, you don't know Almark."
Wendy answers with her cheeks still a little red.
"In the first grade, I was a little tall and I had good grades. I think it's a boy who's popular with girls."
Heh.
"The area is a pair of women with the same color. But I was surprised that Tuff came to get the collar."
"Were you close, since junior high?"
Hmm.
Wendy smiles bitterly.
"I didn't get along so well... but lately, the colors are so cute... I wonder if they're there."
"Tuff likes colors?
"I don't know if you like it..."
When Almark tilted his neck with an expression of uncertainty, the sound of the percussion sounded flashy and the curtain of the stage slowly began to rise.
Ah, here we go.
"Really."
Almark turned back to the stage.
"What's the title of the three plays?"
"It was on the information board at the entrance."
Wendy replied.
"TBD."