Chapter 132 – 66-2 Day 2 of the Festival.

When the play on the second day ended, countless rounds of applause hit the eardrums, just like yesterday.

When I received the interested eyes from the nobles who were quite high here and there, looking at me with interest, I felt like my heart would jump out of excitement and excitement, but I felt like I was going to fly.

“Whoa…”
“It’s a shame.”
“Huh?”

Vivian’s voice of regret coming through countless applause and cheers.

“Ah…! Maybe it was yesterday That if I get even one line wrong in today’s play, I’ll become your servant? Were you expecting it?”
“That’s right. I expected it. Allen Mestia. If you become my servant, I’ve even drawn up a plan to pamper you.”
“It’s fun. Spending energy on something that won’t even happen. Isn’t that a little disheartened?”

Allen smirks as he remembers Vivian’s one-sided promise yesterday.

“No. Don’t get discouraged Even if it’s not for this play, there will come a day when you break my promise.”
“I hear you say you want to keep a relationship after this play is over?”
“I didn’t mean to say it with that intention, but… I think it would be nice if we could maintain good student relationships even after the play is over.”

Allen was quite surprised when Vivian said that they should maintain good schoolmates in the future even if it is not a festival.

If Vivian, who has male trauma, would say something like this…

Even if you can’t see the likability level, wouldn’t it have been at least 65 to 70?

If so, I wondered if it would be appropriate to give Vivian, who now has a crush on me, a present to raise her liking.

But she was in no hurry.

You shouldn’t mess with a small possibility, your own thoughts and judgments.

Until you feel more confident. Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.

The match must be waged on the day the festival ends.

“Vivian Araxis. Are you going to watch the festival with Christine today? Oh, did you say you were taking a break?”
“You almost got branded as an idiot who couldn’t even remember what happened yesterday. That’s right, I’m going to rest today. Yesterday, Christine An… No, I was walking around with the teacher, and people who had seen the play kept chasing after me and being annoying.”

Recalling the memory of yesterday, Vivian puts on a trembling expression.

“I didn’t have anyone approaching me…?”
“I guess they came to me because I was so good at acting.”
“Why do you think it sounds like I can’t act? Is it my hasty misunderstanding?”
“Hehe… I’m sorry if that sounded like that.”

Vivian smiles and apologizes to Allen.

And to the point where I wonder if Allen is actually Vivian Araxis, who always glared at people coldly with sharp, sharp eyes like ice.

Let’s compare Vivian’s smile now. It was the kind of smile that melted ice and sprouted green sprouts.

“You laugh often.”
“…What do you mean…? Is it because my smile is unsightly…?”

Vivian frowned slightly, not understanding what Allen was saying and taking it for a different meaning.

In response, Allen tells her that her expression and her slightly grumbling tone are cute, and she laughs quietly.

“I don’t know if you believe me. You look the happiest when you laugh.”
“That sounds stupid. Are you laughing because you’re happy? Are you sick?”

‘I can’t say anything…’

“Anyway, I’ll just get the lines wrong tomorrow. There is no mercy then.”
“On the other hand, what if you are wrong?”
“At that time, I will be your maid.”
“You are full of confidence.”
“I’m not sure I’m wrong.”

When the enthusiasm of the audience who had finished watching the play subsided, the actors on the stage in the auditorium greeted each other at the same time and announced the end of the play on the second day with a narration.

After the play, Class A and Class B said they worked hard, and now there were meals to enjoy the festival and meals to go back to the dormitory.

Vivian was the latter.

Thinking that it is quite unfortunate that she is going on like this, Allen smirks as she stops Vivian from leaving for the dormitory, referring to the promise she made yesterday.

“What’s the matter?”
“Didn’t you forget your promise?”
“…I haven’t forgotten. Can you just get out of the way? Because I’m tired.”

With a troubled look on her face, the way she said that she had no choice but to know was quite hurtful.

“Speaking like that hurts my weak heart. What can I do if you don’t want to walk around with me on the last day of the festival…”
“I didn’t say no.”

Vivian stops her Allen and says she doesn’t hate him.

Hearing Vivian’s words, Allen said that she was fortunate inside, and she smiled in relief.

“Then I’m glad. Then the day after tomorrow A… 9 o’clock? Or ten o’clock? When would you like it?”
“…Ten o’clock would be nice.”
“Good. Then make an appointment for 10 o’clock. Let’s meet at the dorm entrance.”
“I’ll go when I’m done talking. A little… Tired.”
“Oh yeah. Enter carefully. Get some rest.”
“…You also.”

It may sound like a polite thing to say, but it’s amazing to hear from Vivian that she cares about me, even as a man.

“It has a very cute corner.”

Seeing Vivien’s back as she heads for her dressing room, Allen quietly talks to herself about her feelings for Vivien and flutters the top of her unbuttoned shirt.

Allen, who had changed into her plain clothes, came out of the dressing room and saw Agnes waiting for her in the audience under the podium, waving her hand and quickly approaching.

“Did you enjoy it?”
“Yes! A masterpiece of the century! It’s such a beautiful tragedy!”

Agnes, who strikes her fighting pose and constantly expresses her appreciation of her play with a lively face.

“I’m glad it’s not bad reviews.”
“Yes? How can you look at this play and call it bad? It is a work that will open a new era!”

With a serious face, Agnes exclaims that this play will usher in a new era.

‘You like plays. I thought he was just a perverted health teacher… I’m surprised.’

“Oh, I guess I should go back to the infirmary soon.”
“That’s too bad. Ask the principal again later. Can’t we increase the number of health teachers?”
“Yes, I will ask. Then I’ll just go. I think I can spend my day in a really good mood! I really enjoyed today, Allen!”

Seeing her begging at night and being so frankly happy during the day somehow warms her heart.

“Uh, uh…? Why, why are you…?”
“Cheer up. It’s lonely when you’re alone in the health room. I can’t even enjoy the festival.”
“Master Allen…”

When they didn’t feel popular around them, they changed their tone of voice appropriate to a master-servant relationship.

“Thank you for coming to the play today. And I don’t know if it’s honest or not, but thank you for praising me, Agnes.”
“I-I… Bi, never said anything empty…”
“Just, well… Thank you. I’ve never had a proper thank you before. I don’t think it’s possible if it’s not now.”
“Well, if that’s the case… Tonight too… Aww…!?”
“That crosses the line. Gratitude is just gratitude. Giving awards is another thing.”

Allen gently pushed Agnes’ forehead and returned to his original voice.

And when Allen said that she did not give awards, Agnes’ excitement at seeing her play cooled down and her expression of pity … How to say …

It must have looked like a dog with its head down wagging its tail helplessly while wet in the rain.

Anyway, I wanted to be cute and torturing her.

“What if I get disappointed that they don’t give me a prize? Or, are you deliberately trying to get punished for hurting my heart like this?”
“Oh no…! I-what am I…”

Agnes shook her head vigorously and denied it.

Then I thought about Allen’s words and thought, ‘Huh? Maybe it’ll be okay…?’ Is revealed on his face.

“Annes.”
“…Yes. Ah yes…! Rice, I didn’t think much of it! That, just…!”
“I’m bored when I go alone, so I’ll take you there. Let’s go.”
“Ah yes!”

****

Thump!

“Whoa… I’m tired…”

Vivian lay down on the bed without taking off her uniform.

In the aftermath, the dust that landed on the bed blew up and tickled my eyes and nose.

“…”

Vivian is speechless.

I got up and went to the window and opened it wide to let in the sunlight.

“You look happy, everyone.”

Loud festival sounds heard through the windows.

Vivian rubbed her eyes and nose, staring with envy at the stalls and academy students conducting various festivals below.

“Me too… Like that. Can we play…”

With his arm hanging over the window, he gave a low expression, saying, “Can he play like that, too?”, And his eyes of fear and envy mixed together.

“On the last day… Even if you were with me, it would be boring rather than fun… Why on earth would you want to play with me…”

Watching the festival spread out under the window, Vivien, this time resting her elbow on the window ledge and resting her chin on the outside, was worried.

Although the male trauma of the past has improved a lot now, it was still scary.

If that hand, which is bigger than me, tried to hold me kindly and cut it off as if it were dirty or scared, wouldn’t it hurt me?

If he were to press me with his height taller than me, wouldn’t his legs be weak and he would sit down and tremble.

All sorts of negative thoughts popped into his head, and based on those thoughts, Vivian imagined the worst, and his head was complicated.

Still, the memory of his childhood, the chicken meat that reminded him of the trauma, was circling, and he calmed down with a jagged sigh.

“Would it be fun…”

Vivian, who manages to wipe the window while holding on to her trembling arms, returns to bed and worries about whether she will be able to have a pleasant and interesting conversation with Allen.

“If I made a mistake and got caught, even if I made a mistake…”

Before I even met him, I had some ugly thoughts.

Vivian was not confident.

I was full of thoughts of what it would be like if I broke the promise right now or tomorrow.

But… I was looking forward to it.

It was like riding a ride knowing it was scary.

“…Head hurts.”

As the dust in the room gradually goes out through the window, Vivian immediately closes the window and lies down on the bed to keep the dust from rising.

“Allen Mestia…”

Vivian hugs his pillow, closes her eyes, and quietly mutters Allen’s name on the soft bed.