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He gave a thumbs-up and said:
"What I said was very well. The witch answered a question that had been troubling me for a long time, which was quite unexpected."
Everything became crystal clear.
Upon receiving such a positive response, Kana Eto blushed with excitement and said:
"Then, welcome back next time, Kitahara-sensei!"
"Okay, I'll come whenever I have time," Kitahara Hakuba said with a smile.
I'm not coming anymore.
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Unable to find Matsuoka Osamu on the second floor, he went downstairs to look for him.
The stairwell was also bustling with people, the crowd rising and falling like a tide, footsteps and laughter mingling together.
People around him often stole glances at Kitahara Hakuba and whispered to each other. If it weren't for the large crowd and the constant pushing and shoving, it would probably have turned into a fan meeting.
No matter who he is talking to, from a kindergarten girl to a middle-aged mother, Kitahara Hakuba will always show a gentle smile.
Maintaining the same smile, Kitahara Hakuba suddenly realized why Director Ferry and his colleagues had assigned him to the school building with the most people.
To attract customers to the classrooms that have opened shops inside the school buildings.
Of course, all of this was just Kitahara Hakuba's speculation.
He had doubted that this idea was too narcissistic, but as more and more people came up to him saying, "I came to Shenxu just to see you!", he had to stick to this idea.
At the same time, all groups that make money from the cultural festival must hand over 30 percent of their profits to the school, including the brass band that helps the school qualify for the national competition.
Upon arriving on the first floor, unlike the two grades above, the corridor was filled with people dressed in unusual ways, whom the students referred to as "S".
Kitahara Hakuba recalled that Kuno Tachibana would be dressed as Frilian on the day of the cultural festival. She was a poor old elf woman with long silver twin tails and blue eyes.
As he passed Class A, he glanced inside and saw many familiar figures standing on signs, with students in S uniforms coming and going.
I saw Frillie sitting in the chair with silver twin tails, blue eyes, elven pointed ears, and fair skin. She sat there expressionlessly, watching Ser make money by taking photos with others.
This is what their class's cultural festival consists of: dressing up as anime characters and taking photos with tourists to earn money.
Beside Frilian stood a girl with long purple hair, wearing a white dress and a black cloak.
The wooden magic wand in front of the girl was taller than her.
"Isn't Tachibana going to call for a photo? If this keeps up, the Frillian Group won't be able to make any money, they'll even have to pay out of pocket for renting clothes. Should we call for one?"
Philen's slightly worried voice reached Frillie's ears.
Her small face remained calm as she spoke serenely:
"I won't go. It's nice to relax here and enjoy the scenery. Besides, I'm Frilian, not Tachibana. Be mindful of your status, Philon."
Kurosawa Maki gripped the magic wand and couldn't help but complain:
"My parents are still alive. In any case, if we lose money, it will be Lady Frilian's fault."
Kuno Tachibana didn't say anything, but kept looking around, his legs swinging slightly.
"By the way, Lady Frilian has been saying she's waiting for Lady Simmel, but we haven't seen her yet. Is she just going to leave it at that?" Kurosawa Maki asked.
Kuno Tachibana looked up at Kurosawa Maki, whose face was full of frustration, and said softly:
"Ferren, you're not patient enough."
"How can you be patient! There's no income at all!" Kurosawa Maki raised an eyebrow, noticing Kirishima Mai's return out of the corner of her eye.
She plays a girl named "Rabine," with long silver hair and dressed in Gothic Lolita fashion; she appears to be a typical rich young lady.
"Rabind, how much money did you make?" Kurosawa Maki asked.
After a moment, Kirishima Mai realized she was referring to a character, so she pulled out a small, anime-style money pouch and said:
"I estimate it's over six thousand. It really shocked me. I never thought that just by wearing this outfit, I could earn so much money all at once."
"More than six thousand!"
Kurosawa Maki couldn't hold back any longer and reached out to press Kuno Tachibana's shoulder, saying...
"Lady Frillien! If we don't open for business soon, our whole morning's work will have been for nothing!"
"Men, when they see a cool and aloof girl like me who has no desires, will want to have her more and will pay a high price to take a photo with her."
Frillie's eyes narrowed slightly, and she smiled meaningfully, saying, "My master said that."
"Where is my master?!"
Kurosawa Maki took a deep breath, her chest slightly bulging, and said with a look of disgust,
"I don't want to talk to Lady Frilian anymore, Rabine, let's go make some money."
Kirishima Mai glanced at Kuno Tachibana. She could more or less guess why. Tachibana had told her before that Kitahara-sensei had promised to come and see her on the day of the school festival.
But it was almost morning, and there was still no sign of Mr. Kitahara.
However, Kitahara Hakuba did come, but as soon as he arrived, he was pulled into a room by the class representative of Class 1-A, where "you can't come out unless you wear your S uniform properly."
It was actually a storage room that was temporarily converted into a dressing room for the first-year students.
"Teacher Kitahara, you've finally arrived! Our whole class has been waiting for you!"
She pulled Kitahara Hakuma to sit on a steel pipe chair, and soon several girls surrounded them, saying as if facing a formidable enemy:
"What role?"
“Simmel,” the squad leader replied.
They moved very quickly, and clothes, wigs, false contact lenses, and various cosmetics were all laid out.
“Um… I didn’t come here to S,” Kitahara Hakuba finally managed to interject and explain.
The squad leader used his middle finger to adjust his glasses, which kept slipping off his nose, and said:
"What else could Kitahara-sensei be here for if not to play S? Tachibana said you came today to help with the role of Simmel, and the costume was even made to your measurements."
.
No? How did you know my size?
The girls looked at him with puzzled expressions. Kitahara Hakuba sat silently for a moment, then sighed and said, "Alright, hurry up."
A joyful smile appeared on their faces, and they immediately began to dress up. One of the girls took the opportunity to shyly help Kitahara Hakuba fix his bangs.
"Teacher Kitahara's skin is so good, I feel like she doesn't even need concealer," the girl helping with makeup couldn't help but exclaim.
Another girl, who had received her prosthetic eye, asked curiously:
"Does Kitahara-sensei use skincare products regularly?"
"No, I just maintain a healthy lifestyle," Kitahara Hakuba said.
"Oh, oh, oh, control your eyes—put on the fake contact lenses~~"
Getting dressed doesn't take much time; the time wasted is mainly on makeup. Kitahara Hakuma has a delicate and refined appearance, so there's no need to apply any concealer.
"Done!"
"This is bad! This Simmel is incredibly handsome! He possesses the innate Simmel Holy Body!"
"Taihara-sensei, enjoy the cultural festival!"
Kitahara Hakuba tugged at his cloak, looked at the plastic sword at his waist and couldn't help but smile wryly, thinking that this sentence should have been said by him as a teacher.
As soon as he stepped out of the dressing room, he instantly attracted everyone's attention. His light blue warrior's outfit, paired with a beige cloak, made him look handsome and tall.
His features were delicate, and his brows exuded confidence and composure. Whenever he smiled, it was impossible not to feel a sense of closeness. "Hmm..."
No one spoke; they only made muffled sounds in their throats, and unconsciously held their breath.
He was so good-looking that even some "veterans" who kept nitpicking here were speechless.
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But only Kitahara Hakuba knew that, under countless gazes, this hero's pants were a little tight around his crotch.
Some people tried to stop him for a photo, but were immediately stopped by the class monitor of Class 1-A:
"If you want to take a photo, please go to Class 1-A and find Frillie's group. After paying, you can line up for a photo!"
This class monitor knows how to make money.
Surrounded by a crowd, Kuno Tachibana arrived at Class 1-A. He had been sitting in a chair for a while and looked a little bored, twirling the ends of his silver-white hair with his fingers.
What comes into view is the smooth, loose appearance of the glossy wig.
A moment later, she noticed a crowd at the classroom door. She looked up and saw Simmel standing in front of her.
He was tall and slender, and although his clothes were not flashy or dazzling, he possessed an indescribable gentle temperament, appearing upright and well-proportioned, as if his entire body was tailor-made for him.
Even the most discerning eye had to stop and take notice, and even Ser, who was constantly comparing things to others, put down his business activities.
"Sin...Sinmel?" Kurosawa Maki exclaimed in astonishment, leaning against his magic wand. "Wasn't he long dead? Why is he here?"
Kirishima Mai sensed that she was getting a little too into character and reminded her, "That's Kitahara-sensei."
Kuno Tachibana's eyes widened slightly as she stared intently at Kitahara Hakuba, who was approaching closer and closer. It was as if the surrounding noise was irrelevant to her, and the world was filled with only a moment of shock and helplessness.
Kitahara Hakuma stood before him, a gentle breeze causing her silver-white hair to flutter slightly, but it failed to rouse her thoughts.
“Take my hand, Frilian.” His voice was like a spring breeze, rippling across a pool of clear water.
Kuno Tachibana looked at the outstretched hand; the fingers were long and slender, and the lines on the palm were so clear.
As if driven by an electric current, she grasped Kitahara Hakuma's hand with her hands on her lap and stood up.
His grip on her hand was just right, neither too strong nor too distant. Kuno Tachika's heart raced involuntarily, and her cheeks flushed slightly.
"Is it just the two of us?" Kitahara Hakuba asked, looking at Kuno Tatsuka who was still in a daze, while releasing his hand.
When he released her hand, Kuno Tachika felt a deep sense of reluctance, as if that warmth had taken away a part of her, leaving behind an indescribable melancholy and honeyed blush.
“There.” Kuno Tachibana pointed to Kurosawa and Kirishima standing to the side.
Kitahara Hakuba beckoned them over, thinking he needed to finish quickly so he could go find Matsuoka Nobuyuki.