Student president Alystalf Kroel appeared on the stage of the auditorium and announced the start of the Late Night Festival.
A big round of applause mixed up the students' yellow voices.
Probably the target of the maiden game, Aristalf is feminine enough to say that he is beautiful, but he is tall, skinny, and shoulder-width and breastplate tight. Kind and reliable, standing alone on the stage is like a painting. It is not surprising to be disturbed.
With a pleasant voice that was soft but often heard, Aristalf first spoke to everyone and praised their efforts.
“Thanks to your ingenuity and hard work, this school festival has attracted more visitors than usual. We've heard from many of our customers that it was a great school festival that they enjoyed a lot.”
Wow, there's a cheer in those words.
Most students understand that the number of visitors is mainly due to the presence of Prince Mikhail and Duke's daughter Ekaterina. Still, it would certainly be nice if the exhibitions and performances were appreciated for their time and ingenuity.
But the person who worked hardest was the student association president and the student association board. It's the school festival executive department.
It was really nice to see the end of the school festival without any major trouble!
With that thought, it was Ekaterina who sent a big applause onto the stage.
The two student council officers who appeared from the stage sleeve carried a large platform to Aristalf. There appears to be a familiar ballot box and a pre-counted ballot paper compiled for each class and individual.
A clear enthusiasm rises from all the students in the auditorium.
Ranking is interesting for those who are confident and for those who are not.
“As you know, we have selected and voted for the best classes and the most successful people, whether visitors, faculty, or students who attended the school festival. It is important to note that none of the classes did not receive a vote. Someone was always watching you.”
Student chairman, gentle as it looks. That's a good thing to say.
Speaking of which, in my previous life, I had read a book titled "Someone's Watching". It was a book about an actor who specializes in the cutting-edge role (mob) of drama. After the book was published, the actor appeared in a Hollywood movie and staged with the superstar actor (Tom Cruise). It seems that there was a surprise title recovery.
Well, if you reveal the seeds of the vote, the parents or whatever will put the vote in the child's class. It is natural that there are no classes that don't get votes.
But with one word like this, you can feel comfortable congratulating the class that collected the most votes. Well done, student council president. He's a great co-ordinating leader.
When I was elected to the student association at the Magic Academy, I heard that it was customary for scouts to come from some government office. The chairman is a desirable person for both his subordinates and his superiors, and I'm sure he will be inquiring about it.
Someday, at the bureau, you'll climb to the top of the bureaucracy.
And by that time, it might be like moving the country with the prime minister and the prince...
Chairman! In order to break oniisama's overwork death flag, please support oniisama by becoming a reliable bureaucrat!
It was an Ekaterina sent as a reminder as a Bracon.
“Now, we're going to announce the top three best classes, the best people, and the best people.”
Looking over the audience seat in the auditorium, Aristalf smiles. I didn't seem to sense anything suspicious.
The tallied ballot papers on the table beside him that had been carried earlier seemed to be stacked in groups of six.
And its thickness is obviously different, the thicker the bundle is, the farther from the Aristarif.
First, the third best class will be announced.
The auditorium was filled with tension. Perhaps third place...... the students in the class who had a desire for it were breathing a sigh of saliva.
Drum rolls are about to sound in your previous life. Dalala ~ ~.
It was Ekaterina that flowed into my brain when I thought about it.
The school year and class were announced along with the excitement of such a brain drum roll - it was breathtaking.
It was a first-year Lydia class.
The students in the class are cheering and jumping up with joy. It would be a great pleasure to see how the class came together in a chorus.
Well, perhaps the most appreciated was Lydia's solitude.
Lydia stood up naturally when a call was made to the representatives of the class to rise to the podium. Unlike his classmates, he had a calm, clear expression.
The second class was announced as Lydia, who was as beautiful as a high-ranking noble lady, rose to the stage.
This time, it's the third grade.
It was Alexei's class.
Gotcha!
Oniisama, Nikolai! Congratulations!
Ekaterina will be delighted. The neighbor Flora was also very happy, but the marina cheered loudly. My tunderette Bracon daughter seemed to be looking out for me now.
It was Nikolai who went to the stage as the representative of the class. Even if Alexei were to come to the Late Night Festival, he would certainly not be a representative, as he was supposed to participate in the horseback spear match on his own behalf.
And number one.
Before the announcement, the situation was unusual. Many of the students in the auditorium, including the faculty, focused on one class.
Only Ekaterina's class was thrilled at the end of the line of sight.
That's right.
Aristalf told me about Ekaterina's class.
The class cheers and applause springs from the entire auditorium. Ekaterina, hugged by Flora and Marina, slightly forgot about the Duchess's prudence, and she rejoiced.
Oh, thank goodness!
I'm glad I was able to perform the play. It's a scary memory to remember that the dialogue blew up on the stage, but I'm glad I offered to take over. Memories that will last a lifetime for everyone in the class!
... by the way, I'm the one who goes to that stage as the representative of the class...
Student president Alystalf Kroel appeared on the stage of the auditorium and announced the start of the Late Night Festival.
A big round of applause mixed up the students' yellow voices.
Probably the target of the maiden game, Aristalf is feminine enough to say that he is beautiful, but he is tall, skinny, and shoulder-width and breastplate tight. Kind and reliable, standing alone on the stage is like a painting. It is not surprising to be disturbed.
With a pleasant voice that was soft but often heard, Aristalf first spoke to everyone and praised their efforts.
“Thanks to your ingenuity and hard work, this school festival has attracted more visitors than usual. We've heard from many of our customers that it was a great school festival that they enjoyed a lot.”
Wow, there's a cheer in those words.
Most students understand that the number of visitors is mainly due to the presence of Prince Mikhail and Duke's daughter Ekaterina. Still, it would certainly be nice if the exhibitions and performances were appreciated for their time and ingenuity.
But the person who worked hardest was the student association president and the student association board. It's the school festival executive department.
It was really nice to see the end of the school festival without any major trouble!
With that thought, it was Ekaterina who sent a big applause onto the stage.
The two student council officers who appeared from the stage sleeve carried a large platform to Aristalf. There appears to be a familiar ballot box and a pre-counted ballot paper compiled for each class and individual.
A clear enthusiasm rises from all the students in the auditorium.
Ranking is interesting for those who are confident and for those who are not.
“As you know, we have selected and voted for the best classes and the most successful people, whether visitors, faculty, or students who attended the school festival. It is important to note that none of the classes did not receive a vote. Someone was always watching you.”
Student chairman, gentle as it looks. That's a good thing to say.
Speaking of which, in my previous life, I had read a book titled "Someone's Watching". It was a book about an actor who specializes in the cutting-edge role (mob) of drama. After the book was published, the actor appeared in a Hollywood movie and staged with the superstar actor (Tom Cruise). It seems that there was a surprise title recovery.
Well, if you reveal the seeds of the vote, the parents or whatever will put the vote in the child's class. It is natural that there are no classes that don't get votes.
But with one word like this, you can feel comfortable congratulating the class that collected the most votes. Well done, student council president. He's a great co-ordinating leader.
When I was elected to the student association at the Magic Academy, I heard that it was customary for scouts to come from some government office. The chairman is a desirable person for both his subordinates and his superiors, and I'm sure he will be inquiring about it.
Someday, at the bureau, you'll climb to the top of the bureaucracy.
And by that time, it might be like moving the country with the prime minister and the prince...
Chairman! In order to break oniisama's overwork death flag, please support oniisama by becoming a reliable bureaucrat!
It was an Ekaterina sent as a reminder as a Bracon.
“Now, we're going to announce the top three best classes, the best people, and the best people.”
Looking over the audience seat in the auditorium, Aristalf smiles. I didn't seem to sense anything suspicious.
The tallied ballot papers on the table beside him that had been carried earlier seemed to be stacked in groups of six.
And its thickness is obviously different, the thicker the bundle is, the farther from the Aristarif.
First, the third best class will be announced.
The auditorium was filled with tension. Perhaps third place...... the students in the class who had a desire for it were breathing a sigh of saliva.
Drum rolls are about to sound in your previous life. Dalala ~ ~.
It was Ekaterina that flowed into my brain when I thought about it.
The school year and class were announced along with the excitement of such a brain drum roll - it was breathtaking.
It was a first-year Lydia class.
The students in the class are cheering and jumping up with joy. It would be a great pleasure to see how the class came together in a chorus.
Well, perhaps the most appreciated was Lydia's solitude.
Lydia stood up naturally when a call was made to the representatives of the class to rise to the podium. Unlike his classmates, he had a calm, clear expression.
The second class was announced as Lydia, who was as beautiful as a high-ranking noble lady, rose to the stage.
This time, it's the third grade.
It was Alexei's class.
Gotcha!
Oniisama, Nikolai! Congratulations!
Ekaterina will be delighted. The neighbor Flora was also very happy, but the marina cheered loudly. My tunderette Bracon daughter seemed to be looking out for me now.
It was Nikolai who went to the stage as the representative of the class. Even if Alexei were to come to the Late Night Festival, he would certainly not be a representative, as he was supposed to participate in the horseback spear match on his own behalf.
And number one.
Before the announcement, the situation was unusual. Many of the students in the auditorium, including the faculty, focused on one class.
Only Ekaterina's class was thrilled at the end of the line of sight.
That's right.
Aristalf told me about Ekaterina's class.
The class cheers and applause springs from the entire auditorium. Ekaterina, hugged by Flora and Marina, slightly forgot about the Duchess's prudence, and she rejoiced.
Oh, thank goodness!
I'm glad I was able to perform the play. It's a scary memory to remember that the dialogue blew up on the stage, but I'm glad I offered to take over. Memories that will last a lifetime for everyone in the class!
... by the way, I'm the one who goes to that stage as the representative of the class...
