133 – 133 – Candidate Recommendations Carefully # 3
133 – Candidate Recommendations Carefully #3
Cristina has approached me first.
“Victor, do you have time?”
My answer was simple.
“none.”
My time is expensive.
I mean, the schedule for the day is tightly structured according to the plan.
At my answer, Cristina narrowed her eyes behind her glasses, as if feeling very sorry.
“I’m sorry. Soon it was time to go get dessert from the confectionery club. 100,000 Renee’s custom-made cake that you can’t eat without a reservation. Eating alone was a bit like that.”
“10 minutes.”
“yes?”
“Let’s give it 10 minutes or so.”
A 100,000 Renae cake.
Enough for my 10 minutes.
Ludens’ pastry and baking club skills are excellent.
This is also the reason why I do not carelessly jump into the desserts of confectionery and baking.
It’s really not easy to jump into a market that already exists and steal the pie.
Of course, I wouldn’t run away if they were to argue with me first, like the guys at the food party.
In that sense, the “made-to-order cake” was a pretty cool proposal.
100,000 ren for a cake.
It’s very expensive, but apart from the price, I can’t buy it because there’s no stock.
It was like a sticky bread.
Bread that I can’t eat because I have money but I don’t have enough supplies.
It seemed that Christina, the secretary of the student council, could easily make reservations for such a “made-to-order cake”.
“Then shall we go together?”
Christina turned around and spread her palms.
It was as if a seasoned butler was guiding the lady.
It seems that acting as secretary to student council president Mikhail was not in form.
The shop of the Bakery Club was located in a good place next to the Student Union Building, so we arrived quickly.
The sophisticated exterior looks like a mix between a bakery and a cafe.
The atmosphere is good too.
“One of the cakes I reserved. And drink black tea with milk. How about Victor?”
“I just need milk.”
Calcium needs to be sufficient to keep the mind relaxed.
I took a decent seat by the window.
After sitting in front of me, Christina took out a small hand mirror and examined her face here and there. Then my eyes meet and I smile with an awkward feeling.
“Oh, sorry. It’s been such a long time since I’ve come to a place like this with a man… . Somehow I’m a little nervous. I, don’t I look weird or not?”
it looks weird
I glanced at Christina’s face to see what it meant.
Blonde hair neatly cut short.
It is so shiny that it forms a band like an angel’s ring in the sunlight.
The pupils are blue.
Her face had a round part, like most girls her age, hadn’t yet taken off her girlish t-shirt. She has breasts, but maybe because of her glasses, she looked rough.
It feels like a strict ‘library student’.
It’s actually similar.
So, did you have quite a few people you liked?
At D&A, it received great support from gamers who love glasses.
Because of that, it was also at the top of the popularity poll.
It is the same in this Ludens.
“Glasses are the window to the heart. We support Ms. Cristina – all members of the glasses club.”
The placard hanging between the trees outside the window told of Christina’s popularity.
Personally, I don’t like wearing glasses.
It was to the point where I got the feeling that it wouldn’t be bad if Christina wore glasses.
So I was puzzled.
“It’s been a while since I came to a cafe with a man. I can’t believe it. You were Mikhail’s general secretary. Didn’t you come often with Mikhail?”
“oh? at all. Mikhail, he was completely inactive, both externally and internally. Because it was just a face-to-face. But you were plotting something like that behind the scenes? I really had no idea.”
Christina drew a clear line between Mikhail and herself.
It was relentless, as if cutting rice cakes with a single knife.
“Of course, I didn’t know that you were close. It’s not strange if people don’t believe it. But if it’s an investigation, I’m diligently accepting it. So Viktor, if you doubt me too—”
“no.”
“yes?”
“I believe. your words.”
“That, is it?”
Christina’s eyes widened in embarrassment.
Then, “Okay. I was surprised.” He blurted out.
It was true that Christina was Mikhail’s gang.
However, if it had anything to do with Mikhail, Orca, and the outlaw Fimblebert, if you ask me, it wasn’t.
Cristina followed Mikhail because she was working hard as the secretary of the student council president, not collaborating in promoting violence in the darkness of Ludens.
Christina adjusted her glasses and murmured softly, “You never thought you’d hear that from the most unexpected person.”
Was it surprising that I took his side?
I thought Cristina was misunderstanding something, so I decided to correct her.
“I am not your enemy, Cristina.”
“Aren’t you an enemy? Weren’t you Miss Victoria’s helper? Of course, we broke up. It still feels like we’re still good friends. It was like that.”
“Not similar. But that doesn’t mean you’re my enemy. My enemies are those who block me and the happiness of those around me.”
“Did you really say that it is the sword of the innocent?”
I did say that.
Now that I think about it, it was a bit embarrassing.
But after a long time, you became a character in a game.
Wouldn’t it be okay to say one or two cool lines that game characters would do?
“Yes, I am the enemy of the wicked. Cristina, are you my enemy?”
“Are you asking if I am a wicked person?”
“Yes.”
“Huh… .”
Cristina seemed lost in thought at my question.
The fact that he does not answer right away is rather a favorable factor.
I don’t trust people who say ‘I’m good!’
Rather, such people are the kind to be most wary of.
“Here, cake.”
Then someone came towards us.
* * *
The person who approached was a woman.
Black hair resembles Enio.
However, if Enio’s hair was long straight, this one was braided and tied back.
The pupils are very black.
The whole face was a cold and cool beauty.
He’s so mature that he wonders if he’s really a student.
I wear it like a baker, but in fact, I feel like I would look really good in a suit like a career woman.
Is it because the clothes are slim?
I knew this woman’s name.
The name, of course, was Christina’s.
“It is a wonderful cake. Wow, is this the “made-to-order cake”? It’s completely bright. It has my name engraved on it. Thank you, Maureen.”
Maurian.
To be precise, the representative – Morrian Crowwind.
One of the Seven Great Representatives of Ludens.
A woman in charge of the defense of Ludens Island.
“Are you Viktor… ?”
Maurian’s black eyes turned to me.
That alone gave goosebumps to the nape of my neck.
Lately, I’ve met Enio and Arnoi a lot, so there was a part where my evaluation of ‘Daewon’ became ambiguous within me.
The delegates are the huge pillars that keep Ludens’ student council in check.
Ludens Student Council – Representative – Vigilante, a vigilante group.
The peace of Ludens is maintained by the three groups keeping each other in check.
Of course, adding Fimblebert, Genesis, and the underground ‘guild’ would make the balance of power much more complicated, but the delegates were great people anyway.
I said to Maurian.
“Is it a long time since I met my disciplinary committee?”
“what… .”
That was the end of the boy’s words.
Morrigan’s characteristic is that he talks extremely little.
The point of charm is that as you increase your liking, you become more talkative.
first of all.
I had something to say to him.
“Consent to my weapons license. Maurian, I heard you did it. Thanks to you, I have benefited in many ways, so I will be grateful for that.”
“… I just did what was necessary for the safety and peace of Ludens.”
After saying that, the boy slowly backed away.
A single crow feather left in the place where he passed by.
Christina said as I was picking it up.
“Morian, he is very shy. You don’t have to worry too much because everyone treats you that way. Even when we went to our villa during vacation, he didn’t say much.”
Ahhh, do you have a lot of temperament?
It feels like it would go well with Vigilante’s Akasha.
I want to see you two meet and talk.
“It’s more like a cake.”
Seruk.
Cristina, secretary, lifting a bread knife.
“How do you cut it?”
He seemed to be at a loss as to how to cut a cake the size of a pizza.
“Give me.”
I got a bread knife from him.
Then I cut up just enough for Cristina and me to eat and put it on a plate.
Cristina looked at him and said, “Victor, you are more meticulous than I thought. different from what i heard Because he was Victoria’s fiancé… ?” he muttered an incomprehensible question.
am i meticulous
It’s the first time I’ve heard anything like that.
Of course, Christina’s story went off the rails.
All I see in front of me is cake.
The outside was whipped cream, but inside was strawberry jam.
Strawberry jam flowing down through the cut section looks quite delicious.
I picked it off with a fork and put it in my mouth.
Fresh cream that melts in your mouth.
And the harmony of fluffy bread and sweet and sour strawberry jam is truly democracy.
One by one, the assertive guys eventually came together as one and achieved correct governance.
It was like Ludens.
Ludens, where students of all kinds unite as one.
“indeed.”
I can’t help but admit that it tastes like this.
Does our cooking club have to break this to challenge baking and pastry?
“So, Victor. Are you listening to me now?”
“… … .”
this.
I inadvertently focused on the taste.
You can’t do this in front of people.
“I apologize. I didn’t hear because I was tasting the cake.”
In this case, it is best to apologize honestly.
Cristina responded in response to my story and delicately wrinkled her eyebrows.
“You seem to like things that are sweet and sour, surprisingly, don’t you? It doesn’t really go with what you look like.”
It doesn’t really match the way you look.
Words are harsh.
I am a person who likes both snacks and desserts in general.
I just can’t eat it.
Christina said.
“Victor, I was talking about you and me holding hands.”
“Is it unification?”
“Yes, Victor.”
I came to the cafe already knowing that Cristina would make this proposal.
What I’m curious about is this
“Why? If it’s Victoria, you’re already winning. You don’t even have to hold hands with me.”
“You never know. Miss Victoria has some kind of potential.”
Victoria’s potential is great in many ways.
Christina seemed to want a more certain victory because she likes things that are realistic and perfect.
“And he said this. Victor, will you marry me?”