The strongest sage in the inferior position ~ The strongest in the world to the bottom [villager] ~

The Late Night Festival began.

Unlike the previous night festival, all students attend.

Basically no adults.

Instead, the cook, the waiter, and the in-house music are all left to the students alone.

It is only sponsored by students and is full of handmade feel.

Flower-building made of coloured paper is affixed everywhere, and triangular flags appear to delight primary school children.

This hall rents out a portion of the court, but there were two luxurious chandeliers hanging around for a little while.

The dishes served are not always sophisticated.

But the way we all enjoyed it, it didn't make us feel tired of the competition, and it seemed like we were having all the fun we could.

Then it starts to sound gorgeous.

The orchestra of the Rapid Build began playing.

It was either that or Chairman Vael who was playing the strings before that number one.

When it comes to solo parts, it plays sounds more emotionally.

From the harsh and frigid image of [Frozen Dog Witch], it sounded unimaginably warm.

To its beauty and the tone it played, all nine schools had stopped and stopped chatting and listened.

Eventually the performance stops.

I thanked him and went down beside the stage with the members of the Student Autonomous Association who were playing behind him.

"Regardless of Chairman Vael, I didn't know any other members had musical talent"

I applaud.

Then I heard my voice from behind.

"Hey, Russell! Don't listen to me, move your legs, right? I'm so busy I want to borrow your cat's hand."

I look back.

Black piece with frilled apron.

It is a so-called orthodox maid style.

A red-haired girl with cat ears and tails stood there.

It's Cecil.

In that hand was a tray with an empty glass on it.

I narrow my eyes.

"What the hell, Cecil? What's that outfit?

"Huh? Huh. Isn't she cute? Did you fall in love?

"That's no way. I want to use my cat's hand, so I can't twist my cat's ears too much. Beastman discrimination will piss you off from the veterinary rights group."

"It's okay. 'Cause you made this, you're the son of the Beast Man"

Is that the problem......

"Don't stick around, Mr. Waiter."

Cecil gave me the tray.

I go to the other table and go around lowering the dishes of cooking.

I wore a white shirt, a black vest - again in classic waiter clothes.

Chairman Vael is a musician.

Cecil is a maid.

I'm a waiter.

Why the fifth branch, which should have won, is doing this because this time the host country is the Kingdom of Villa Amst.

It seems that the late evening festival of the Kowloon Cup is customary for the school of the home to do every year from preparation to execution.

I totally forgot about that, but the chairman is steadily getting ready and celebrating the Late Night Festival.

Sighing, I reluctantly return to my duties.

It was then that I looked back.

"Cah!"

Screaming.

I hit a maid-dressed female student just like Cecil.

I'm fine, but he hits his butt hard over there.

Itata......, he was stroking the affected area.

The girl, whose elf characteristics appeared colorful, had an eye-catching presence.

But students like this...... Would you have been in the fifth branch?

Excuse me. Are you hurt?

"Yeah. I'm fine. I'm sorry, Russell."

Hmm?

I tilted my neck.

Something sounds familiar.

Observe the girl again.

Golden hair stretched to the shoulder.

Pinned and stretched elf ears.

The skin is white and the chest sticking out of the apron reminds me of a large fruit.

I still have some kind of ready-to-see feeling.

Then the girl looked up.

To the familiar pale green iris, I accidentally leak "ah......"

"Maybe it's Sarasa?

"Huh? Yeah..."

I looked out for him by accident.

I guess my reaction was strange.

Sarasa laughs "tickling".

"Oh well... You're not wearing glasses right now."

That's right.

Yes, it is.

There were no glasses to call Sarasa's trademark.

What the hell is wrong with you?

Imechen?

When I was confused, Sarasa explained why.

Sarasa was also on a guerrilla mission with Cecil and the others as she was turning to destroy objects from each school.

So confronted was the fourth branch defensive force led by 'strategist' Fambro.

"I won to win, but when I was fighting Mr. Fambro, I got a crack in it.... I was repaid my debt during the Triumph Festival"

Magic seems to make it possible to repair it, but he didn't make it because the late night festival started without time to put it out for repair.

"Isn't that inconvenient?

"Just a little...... But it doesn't mean I don't see it at all."

"Right. But be careful. If the hall is difficult, you should have someone to replace you."

"Yeah. Thanks"

I'm breaking up with Sarasa.

But then she stopped.

Looking back, he asks me, turning his face bright red.

"Oh, um... Mr. Russell."

"What?

"What about me without my glasses?

"Hmm? Isn't that nice?

I hope not in action.

Poor vision is still fatal.

On the other hand, I think Sarasa is blushing more and more.

From above my head as it was, it was so hot that I wondered if the steam would erupt.

Eventually, "Ka," he screams, turning away.

Hmm?

What the hell was that reaction?

I don't know much about women.

On behalf of the Student Autonomous Association members, other students make the sound of strings sound again.

The tune took its place and dance time began.

Dance with each decided opponent.

I did the waiter's job, looking sideways.

I don't like that kind of tough aristocratic custom.

Waiters are still more suited to sex.

Being on the host's side, feeling lucky, he suddenly grabbed my hand.

"What!?

When I looked up, a girl in a thin red dress stood on her dark hair.

A round peony eye dwells like a strong will.

Now I know right away.

Ace of the first branch - it's Lina Shuha Warhat.

"Hey, come here!

Over the long glove, grab my wrist, and I'll hold my hand.

What came was at the heart of the dance hall.

"You, what about dancing?

"Yes, somewhat..."

"So-"

"Wait a minute! Whatever you do."

"Come this far. Don't you see? Let's dance."

Lina lifts her skirt and drips her head off.

In action, it was such an elegant greeting that I didn't think of it as a harsh girl, as it was called [Purgatory Train].

I do it by accident.

Then Lyna took my hand.

I'll stay flushed, too.

The tune changed and at the same time we started dancing twirling.

"What do you mean?

Dancing, ask Lyna.

[Purgatory Train] pointed his gaze out of the hall.

The men bite the cloth and regret it.

"You're persistently invited. It's a hassle to say no, so I asked you to stay close."

"I think it's more difficult to dance than to say no."

"As usual, you're a busy beginner. School's different, but I'm your senior."

"Yes, sir."

"" Yes ”is fine once. How does Vael educate juniors at all?"

Dancing, Lyna is outraged.

I totally forgot, but she is the daughter of the Marquis.

I guess I've learned to dance from an early age in order to survive in the social world as well.

Sophisticated and good to show.

While dancing to the present, a couple of pairs were gazing towards Lyna.

Compared to the chairman, she's childish, but she's still a lady.

Therefore, I guess the man who comes to me for the sake of the family will never stop.

Noblemen are noble and difficult.

"What?"

Peony eyes stare at me.

He had a loose mouth at some point.

"You're in trouble, too, I just thought."

"Oh, my God, it"

"But if you're gonna use it for a man, you didn't have to be me."

"No. I've decided not to dance unless I'm a stronger man than myself."

"Right. Then you admit I'm stronger than you."

".................. Oh! Already!! I'm a really pissed off junior!

Dancing, calling.

All of a sudden I roughed up my voice, so my other partners were upset.

There are cases of partners stepping on their feet everywhere.

Meanwhile, Lyna exhaled one breath and calmed herself down.

Put the dance tempo back on, and the girl squeaks.

"I'm sorry."

"What?

"What you made fun of [the villagers] and what you laughed at when you said you were going to win all of them"

"What. I wanted to say that, and maybe you invited me to the dance?

"That's right. Bad?"

I'm stared at again.

Rather than apologizing, this one seems pissed off.

Then the music ends.

When we decided to finish, we were applauded.

Bow to your partner.

said Lyna, who scratched a little sweat.

"Not at all...... He's a busy junior. At least I thought I'd beat you at a dance I was good at next to fighting."

"I'm a nobleman, too. The dance was planted at home all the way."

"Ahhh!... because the next time we see each other, we won't lose."

"Seniors graduated this year, right?

"So I'm telling you. I'll see you next time!

Lyna puts up her arms.

Once again, the students disappeared into the gathering.

Then my hand rests on my shoulder.

Looking back, Chairman Vael stood.

"You're quite a pretty woman, Lyna."

"Do you mean cute, that"

Try to beat me at the dance, or raise your hand as if you were proud to win.

It feels like a typical female martial artist.

In that sense, Chairman Vael feels like a female general......

"By the way, Russell"

Then Chairman Vael offered his hand.

The place is still a dance hall.

I didn't even have to ask what to do.

"Okay. Let's deal with one song"

Ha......

I want to work.

I moaned in my heart as Chairman Vael swung me like a half storm.

With that said, what is Sheila doing?

While I was dancing, I was looking for my sister.