Akuyaku Reijo Nanode Rasubosu o Katte Mimashita

Rachel stood at the wall of the venue, staring at that woman taking beautiful steps in such a perfect outfit that she felt defeated.

"I can't believe the women's clothes are perfect... Master Iri is really amazing..."

Zemes, Augusto and not a single step toward the popular boys students in the school. I'm rather stepping on them.

Fact is, the enviable gaze is right in front of the student council. There's more gaze about wanting to dance with her than with Zemes and the others.

Thanks to you, Rachel hasn't gathered as much gaze as I thought.

But still, there are words in my ear.

"- Hey, did you hear that? Serena's been knocked down..."

"She's the one."

At some point the spread rumors didn't hurt my ears as much as I was prepared to - that's when I had a boy student who made a sledge noise and left his back on the next wall.

"Mr. Isaac......"

"Want a drink?

Isaac offers me a glass of juice. I received it honestly.

"Thank you."

"Why are you here? You're hurt, you should pull in."

Like I said, I was upset.

"You're gonna back off, aren't you angry? I didn't do anything wrong."

"... Phew."

"- I don't want to be left alone."

I'm not going to tell anyone, but they had something to go through. Isaac gave me back my association.

(How could I, I thought such a guy was cool)

Because it's clear and eye-catching. That's all I can admire about myself.

Cool is not that superficial.

"... Isn't Iri cool?"

I didn't say it was for Rachel. Rachel is getting courage from being there though. Yeah, that's how I want to be.

"Whether it's cool or not, don't be Princess White Lily that one. Thanks."

"... you're a man and you're prettier than me..."

"Uh... it's like you don't have to worry about it there, it's not good...?

"But oh such a woman, because it is my ideal. Don't be depressed, I'll study."

Isaac fingered his cheek.

"... so much so. Well, I'll be working for the guard. There are three more left..."

"Oh, right. Are you going to dance with a total of five..."

As I said, my gaze dropped. Rachel couldn't be the sixth.

(I screwed up my legs too...)

I should have had the courage to ask you out from the start.

That way you wouldn't have regretted it so far, even if you couldn't dance.

"... good luck. Dear Iri, I'm counting on Isaac."

"I'm not so dependent on you, I am."

pungent. Then Isaac laughs bitterly.

"It used to be. I couldn't ask a woman who didn't have a partner and was a flower on the wall all by herself. He said a lot like you now, but he didn't cry and looked perfectly fine, so he shriveled the other way around. You're a jerk."

"... uh, who are you talking about..."

"It's my story. You're so stupid, you can move at the heart of it."

"Damn - that's not true!

When I realized it, I was shouting. Isaac turns around as surprised.

"Ah, Mr. Isaac, you've moved a lot for me and my friends! Someone who can properly help someone who needs help when they need it. That's very difficult!

Even now, you're standing beside Rachel to block rumors and gaze, and there's no way such a person is a heck of a bitch. Weirdly angry, Rachel grips Isaac.

"The person just didn't need help then. You just figured it out, didn't you? Mr. Isaac..."

I might have wanted to help that person, regardless.

The moment I thought so, my chest got heavy as if I swallowed lead. I almost fell asleep. But I look up at what that is. Maybe that means it's cool.

"You are, you are so cool! Tighten your chest!

"Ooh..."

Isaac nods like he's been pressured. Sei had blinked many more times at Rachel, who breathed on her shoulder, but eventually laughed as she erupted small.

"Thankyou. I feel better"

Leaving a soft smile, Isaac walks away. After that, shame came to my head.

(Wah, I, for God's sake... embarrassed...!

"- That's not Mr. Rachel. What's the matter? It's a ball, but in uniform."

Rachel's head soared in the voice.

"... Dear Serena"

"Oh, hey, did you lose your dress or something? But in a little while, we'll figure it out in the arrangement, see?"

That's what Serena tells me to flip a white dress. Mindful of the glance over her and this one, Rachel laughed affectionately.

"And I think it's very nice.... Um, what can I do for you?

"'Cause I can't believe it's a wall flower in a uniform, worried"

That's what Serena said and glanced at my face. I see my face in those eyes.

(Worried? - Yeah, no. want to see me regret it)

Because then I can immerse myself in the feeling of winning.

Hold my fist much longer. I made a smile.

"It's okay. I have a job for the guards."

"... Hmm, yeah? That might be good, too. I thought I'd go outside."

"Huh? Because Princess White Lily's judgment is still..."

"I can't believe Princess White Lily. You're that girl. I don't know who it is."

That's right. At the end of the jaw, there's a lady who blooms a light red flower.

"I wonder whose Conne is. Was she there? You know what?

"Yes, no"

"But me, if you think about Princess White Lily or something, it's not gala. Mr. Claude has done a great job. So I wish I had someone I wanted to be."

……

"Besides. I have more important work to do. Oh, where's Augusto?"

"I think they just left because they want to hit the outside air a little bit..."

Confused to teach, yes, the correlation returned.

"Then Mr. Rachel, have fun at the ball."

In uniform, Serena laughs at Rachel, who can only screw her legs and be a flower on the wall. Rachel breathed in that grin that stirred her sense of superiority.

"- It would be embarrassing if you told me in front of everyone that you can't be Princess White Lily"

Serena's grin disappeared. Rachel looks straight in the eye and laughs.

"I understand, that feeling. If I were in Mr. Serena's shoes, too, could I run away?

I guess you didn't think they'd fight back. Such an angry gaze pierced me, bitten by a human who thought it was below me, but took Rachel from the front.

I won't let you win and run.

Eventually, Serena gave me a small answer that I would discard.

"... I'm glad you understand"

Serena walks away in rough footsteps. Relax. Rachel exhaled.

I don't know if I won or lost. But it didn't end without getting hit.

(... yeah. Good luck. - Now, even Mr. Isaac, you can ask him out, right? I'm sure)

Be brave. Like that guy on the stage, cool.

"- Now we come to this year's announcement of Princess White Lily. Princess White Lily this year, entry number seven!

Because even that guy should be trying to win as a matter of course.