21 – Lily’s Shady Plan – 2
“Today at 8:00, then come out there.”
She was about to take her seat, taking off the seol-ah that she has grown accustomed to, and she whispered in her ear. I looked at her face, trying my best not to show surprise. However, she headed to her seat with the same expression as her usual, as if she had never said such a thing.
This morning, too, Seol-ah showed off her intimacy by clinging to me as if showing off to Wilhelm. Every morning Seol-ah clings to her, Wilhelm glares at her, and after that, Cordelia and Hestia’s low pressure is somehow appeased. Fortunately, Cordelia and Hestia seem to feel a little better than the first day, as if they got used to it after a few days. I also accepted Lily’s rush as calmly as possible. However, Wilhelm’s gaze grows fiercer day by day. The unusual look in his eyes is the sign that he will really have an accident sooner or later.
When the time came, the advisor came in, finished the ordinance briefly, and disappeared. Students look pretty excited. It is because today is the first Friday after entering the academy. Originally, it is a day to fill the timetable with club activities, but it is common for freshmen to not decide what club they want to do yet.
So, on the first Friday of the first week, students start looking for clubs they can belong to in earnest, for as little as one semester or as long as graduation. The interview for the travel club that Hestia and I decided to join was also today.
“Hestia. Did you say today is an interview?”
“Yes. That’s right. It’s 10 o’clock today.”
“Then, shall we visit other clubs until then?”
There is little time left. I decided to visit other clubs with Hestia until 10 o’clock. Interview practice? Do you need to do it Frankly, I was confident. I wasn’t confident in my interview skills, but I was confident in Hestia’s mask and family.
Didn’t I come forward and pick myself up? It would be a little disrespectful to stretch out like that, but I have no intention of refusing to let the club take care of themselves. And Hestia and I were the owners of such faces and families. As a matter of fact, the face is a pretty important factor in an interview like this. The word “Good looks” Is not for nothing.
Cordelia ran to experience the sword dance club early on. According to Hestia, after the sword dance club, she plans to experience self-defense and riding clubs. She wanted to move her body so vigorously that I wondered how she had endured it so far.
Seola also left the classroom early to see if there was a club she participated in in the original work. In other words, there is nothing that stands in the way between me and Hestia. I feel a pleasant excitement. It’s only for a moment, but wouldn’t it be safe to call this a date? I led Hestia out of her classroom.
“What should I look at first?”
The bulletin board in the hallway was packed with notices promoting the club. Some large clubs have their own students come out and take their students. It’s like a festival. Existing students were excited about accepting new students, and new students were excited about joining a new club.
“How about that one?”
Among the many guides, Hestia pointed out the old-fashioned guide to the Magic History Club. Oh my God, I thought about who the hell would join a club like that, but it was right next to me. I want to listen to everything she says, but that’s a bit.
“No… What?”
Confidence disappears from her voice as I hesitate to answer right away after seeing the name of the club. I waved my hand.
“No! Let’s go. I was curious too. Let’s see, classroom 3-A.”
I took a step that I couldn’t fall off. Okay. It’s not a magic history research club, but a magic history research club. Even if her grandfather comes, if she asks to go, she has to go.
“Poo Sup!”
At my reaction, Hestia laughed.
“Why?”
“No matter how much I am, I am not so ignorant as to ask to go to a club like that. If you really don’t want to go, just say you don’t want to go.
It must have been Hestia’s joke. I stroked her chest. What should she do if she really asks to join that club? I’m sorry, members of the Magic History Exploration Club.
“Then let’s go over there. This time for real.”
The place she pointed to was the orchestra club. Maybe it’s a fairly large club, but some seniors in the second year came out and were actively promoting it to new students.
“I don’t know if any of the instruments are different.”
I’ve played the guitar a few times in my previous life, but I can’t play the guitar in an orchestra club. Technically, it’s a string instrument, but if you say something like that, you’ll be kicked out right away.
“I’ve never dealt with it before. So let’s go.”
After saying that, Hestia turned around and took the lead in her orchestra. Her seniors, who were promoting her, told her that the place for the orchestra club’s activities was a separate music room. It’s definitely a large club, so I feel that the academy takes care of convenience.
As Hestia and I approached, the face of the student sitting at the entrance of the music room was stained with bewilderment. Ordinary orchestra clubs are usually joined by common people who are interested in music. This is also true because high-ranking aristocrats have a hobby of watching performances and do not think of playing musical instruments themselves.
“That… , Are you here to experience it?”
A student sitting at the entrance asked very carefully. I look like a senior even if I look at it, but I feel uncomfortable when I come out with an excessively low-key attitude.
“Take it easy. Aren’t you a senior?”
“Yes, no yes. Let’s do that. No, I will.”
“… Just do what is comfortable for you.”
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My comment about not using honorifics seemed even more uncomfortable, so I told him to just say what he felt comfortable with. In principle, everyone is equal within the academy, so it was natural for seniors to treat juniors comfortably, but for most common students, that was far off.
It’s just embarrassing to hear that you’re an equal being after living your whole life as a member of the caste system. Besides, you don’t have to live your whole life at the academy, and you have to think about your life after graduation. A small number of commoners who enter the academy want to buy connections with money or success with talent, and of course both require good relations with aristocratic students. Since they are students of the academy, it is really hard to find commoners who claim to be equal and reach out to arrogant and arrogant nobles.
“The purpose of our club is not for appreciation, but for performance.”
The senior who was sitting at the entrance started to explain in a nervous state. Any student with an interest in orchestral music can sign up, and they can connect you with a professional orchestra after graduation. She was honestly a matter of distance from me, so I roughly listened in one ear and let it out in the other, but Hestia listened pretty intently. I feel her every time I see her, but she really works hard in everything.
“Do you have a piano by any chance?”
After the senior’s explanation, Hestia asked with her twinkling eyes.
“Yes. There is, but that… , Only one player plays. Now, a third-year student is in charge of the piano player.”
Hestia’s energy drained from Hestia’s body at her senior’s answer.
“Ah…. All right.”
She grabbed my wrist and pulled me out of her music room.
“Did you want to try the piano?”
“Yes. But I think it will be a bit difficult. A newbie like me can’t take the position of a piano player with only one.”
Hestia looked pretty genuinely sorry. Before I could ask anything, she opened her mouth first.
“I really enjoyed reading a romance novel with a pianist as the main character. The female lead was a pianist in an orchestra and the male lead was a violinist in the same orchestra. It was about a genius but sensitive male protagonist falling in love with a bright, pretty and talented female protagonist.”
I thought about it before, but it seems that she likes romance novels like that unexpectedly. I remember talking about romance while talking about the prince’s breakup. Do all women like it?
“Well, I don’t know how to play the violin. Not very sensitive either. Shall we learn from now? And I can’t sleep and I’m annoyed. Be a little sensitive.”
“I don’t know how to play the piano, I’m not bright, and I’m not pretty either, so it’s okay.”
“Because it’s bright enough and pretty.”
She smiled lightly at my praise of her.
“I wanted to learn the piano from then on, but there was no opportunity. So I went to the orchestra club as soon as I saw it, but it turned out to be a pity.”
“When you get married later, I will bring you home a grand piano and teach you until you get tired of it.”
“Mikhail should learn to play the violin.”
In my future vision, she suggested her role. It’s a violin She honestly thinks it’s kind of difficult, but she’s willing to give it a try if she wants to. If you have both money and time, there are few hobbies as good as musical instruments.
After that, Hestia and I wandered around the corridors to see what kind of clubs there were.
“Should I go soon?”
I didn’t do much, but the time for the interview approached before I knew it. Hestia and I went to the classroom where there was an interview on time. The front of the classroom was already crowded with other students. It seems that there are more applicants than expected.
“There are too many people. Would it be okay?”
“It’s okay if you’re not so nervous. Because we are unconditionally selected.”
“Where does that confidence come from?”
Where is our face and family name?
Hestia must have felt the pressure of seeing so many applicants. Her voice showed her nervousness. I honestly wasn’t too nervous. As I said before, being a powerful nobleman in this medieval fantasy world is an excellent spec in itself. In addition, as long as the same student is interviewing anyway, outstanding appearance is a considerable plus factor.
Whoever the head of the club would want to miss me, the heir to the Grand Duchess, and Hestia, her fiancée.
“Next, come in.”
After waiting for a long time, the classroom was empty. There were only a few chairs and a desk and chair where the seniors who would act as interviewers were sitting.
“As you know, our club doesn’t have anything to do on campus. We are just using an empty classroom as a club room.”
At our gaze, one of the interviewer students smiled bitterly and said. He must have noticed that we were overly concerned about the empty classroom.
Four people, including me and Hestia, each sat in a chair. As soon as I sat down in the chair, sharp questions from seniors poured in. Of course, to the other two students except me and Hestia.
“Mikhail?”
“Yes?”
As I was watching the scene, one of the seniors sitting in front of me called me. She is a female senior with an intelligent image who wears glasses with a pretty sharp look.
“Aren’t you paying attention?”
“I am focused.”
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My answer made the senior’s eyes twitch. At this time she had to apologize for being sorry. The senior laughed at my answer and started bombarding her with questions. Despite the notice of the other seniors, she persistently threw a question at me.
“Then, don’t you have any particular motivation to join our club?”
“That, um, no. Uh, through the trip, write… , relieve stress, and yes. That’s right.”
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My hair was bleached white at the gaze of the senior female glaring at me while wearing her glasses. It was a light-hearted interview, so even though it wasn’t such a difficult question, I couldn’t answer properly and stuttered. Glasses senior finally brought out that I had no particular motive.
On the other hand, Hestia was perfect. She put the previous nervousness to shame, and she answered the occasional question with a perfect model answer.
Ruining her job interview is also ruining it, but it’s even sadder that she showed a pathetic appearance in front of her.
As soon as the interview was over, Hestia at me started nagging her.
“Mikhail! You said you were confident. Of course, I thought I had prepared it in advance, but why didn’t I answer anything?”
I had nothing to say even with ten mouths. Of course, it was my fault for thinking that I would just ask a few simple questions and pass automatically.
“Hestia. What if only you stick and I fall?”
I started to get really worried. Considering the interview results, it is highly likely.
“What should I do? The travel club should be abandoned.”
“Why give up? The attached person should Hestia, you wanted to join the travel club.”
“What I wanted to do was to do club activities with Mikhail. Not a travel club. Cheer up and go eat lunch. I lost all my energy because of the interview.”
Hestia dragged me outside. She occasionally throws out lines like that without any shame. If she had been a man, she might have had a fan club of girl fans.
I was led by her to her student cafeteria.
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