February 2 is the birthday of Pope St. Philan I, who single-handedly created the current College City, and it is also the day when the College of Saint-Philan holds its annual winter celebrations.

The original intention was to bring the students of this college together this evening to listen to the hadith, read the hymns, and perform a religious and mystical ceremony with the clergy of the church.

However, this did not appeal to the young students in the college, and usually the students of St. Phelan College had a deep secular background, and many of the coercive methods of the church could not be used, so the number of people participating in the February 2nd celebration became smaller and smaller, and finally the church did not participate in the internal management of the college altogether, and delegated power to the student council.

In the hands of the N-generation student union, this originally solemn and serious celebration was turned into a large-scale friendship party. A group of young men and women get together to see the program that the student union has planned, singing, drinking, and dancing. After the event, some of them will play friendly wrestling ♂ in the grove. (Fog)

"On such a cold night, I really want to sit alone at home and sleep peacefully on the sofa with the stove burning." Harold walked on the edge of the crowd, stepping on the thick snow, trying to hide himself in the shadow of the dead trees, staring coldly at the laughter of the crowd moving towards the Great Hall.

In particular, the number of students who stayed over during this year's winter break was particularly large, which really made Harold feel a little uncomfortable.

"That's why we can still behave so well in such weather. In short, it's all the fault of the current charge! Charge now and explode! "That's what he complained in his heart, but tonight he had a reason to go out.

Harold squeezed into the antechamber of the Great Hall with the crowd.

The foyer of the auditorium is designed to be quite spacious, and visitors have to walk through the nearly fifty-meter-long vestibule to enter the main hall to enter through the main hall.

During ceremonies, chairs and tables with drinks, books, and newspapers are placed in the aisles of the foyer. This arrangement is to meet the needs of some people waiting for the arrival of friends, so as to avoid entering the main hall full of people and no one can find anyone.

"Hey, senior, here, I'm here!" Lilina spotted Harold in the bustling crowd, still wearing her aqua-blue evening gown, which stood out in the crowd.

Harold heard Lilina's greeting and stepped forward, only to find that there was another person next to Lilina, but because that person had been sitting, Harold was blocked by the crowd, so he didn't see it for the first time.

It was a cute girl with a round face, and as soon as she saw Harold, she jumped up from her seat and circled Harold.

Mr. Harold Vasa was puzzled when the little girl over there shouted, "Whoa, whoa!! It's beautiful, pretty!! Little Lily, don't you think it's going to get dim if you stand next to him? ”

"Eh, come less, come less! Mr. Rosicke left suddenly this morning, Amyla, you are upset, aren't you? Sow discord, huh? I just need to shine in the eyes of my seniors, right? Predecessor! ”

Sweat drops appeared on Harold's forehead: "Well, it's shiny." ”

Lilina seemed a little overexcited tonight, and she ran over and hugged Harold's arm.

Amila looked left and right, and smashed her mouth: "The relationship is so good!" ”

Harold tried to pull his hand away, but Lilina hugged her tighter.

"That's natural! My seniors and I are in love! ”

Mr. Harold Vasa said that he did not disagree, did not support, did not admit, did not deny, and did not express any opinion on Miss Lilina's statement.

He just thinks Lilina should really learn from the good qualities of her good roommate Edith, like tsundere, tsundere, tsundere, and so on.

Harold really wanted to roar: "Edith, come and show your juniors how to be tsundere!" ”

Unfortunately, Edith took a boat home last week.

"Little Lily, since the people have arrived, let's go in together." Amila said, and then she said half-jokingly. "Also, little Lily, you are about to let go of your hand, don't show it in front of my eyes!"

"Don't." Lilina stuck her little tongue out at Amella.

"I'm sorry for you." Amila held her forehead, looking speechless.

The two girls talked to themselves and pulled Harold into the main hall.

"Hey, my decision is also very important!" Harold thought so, but he adhered to the attitude of letting Lilina act in front of outsiders and cooperating with himself.

So, he didn't say much, just let Lilina take his arm and walk forward. The three of them slowly moved forward in the crowd, and suddenly, as if sensing something, Harold stepped down and pulled his arm out of Lilina's hands.

Suddenly turned back.

Through the crowd, he saw a tall, thin young man with eyes on the bridge of his nose and brown eyes looking at him through the lenses.

"He was surprised and hesitated just now, but he hid his emotions quite perfectly." Harold's eyes narrowed, and he looked at the young man who was about ten meters away, Rektaran Lamir.

In the same way, Rektaran Ramil was scrutinizing Harold as if two beasts were tempting and confronting each other before a duel, and the flowing crowd was nothing more than a background wood.

Suddenly, Rektaran Lamir smiled and strode towards Harold.

"President Ryktaran? What happened? There was also a red-haired woman standing next to the young man, but for a moment, Harold only focused on the young man with glasses, and did not immediately notice Marina standing next to him.

Marlena followed the direction in which Rektaran was walking, and at a glance she saw Harold, and she frowned, her heart unspeakably surprised.

Harold just stood there, motionless. Ryktaran, on the other hand, strutted toward Harold. It looks like one won't get out of the way, and the other won't stop.

"Eh, what's going on? What's going on? Amila tugged at Lilina's cuffs.

However, Lilina ignored her, and just looked at Harold Vasa and Rektaran Ramil intently, with strange expressions.

Emilya asked to no avail, so she shouted to the two men, "That, Vasa-senpai, and President Ramiel." Do you know? ”

"I don't know, but I was impressed by a form some time ago." Rektaran replied, but his eyes were still on Harold. "It's as beautiful as it was rumored."

With that, Rektaran smiled, bared Bai Sensen's teeth, and held out his hand to Harold.

"Fortunately! Harold Vassar's apprentice. ”

Harold laughed in response, revealing his sharp canine teeth, and reached out to clasp Ryktaran's hand tightly.

"Fortunately! Our student council president, the actual speaker of this college. ”

"Ha, there's nothing to talk about. Thanks to the long-term trust of my classmates, I was able to make a small contribution to this college, which is really a blessing and honor. Rektaran snorted.

"What a humility." Harold raised an eyebrow, smiling. "I heard you're the longest-serving student president in the academy's history!"

"Thanks to the trust of my classmates and the hard work of my colleagues in the student union, I only did some small work, which is not worth mentioning." Rektaran shrugged his shoulders, looking breezy and breezy.

The two chatted a few words, and Rektaran took out his pocket watch and glanced at the time.

"Well, I'm going to be ready to speak on stage in a moment, so I'm going to go first. Anyway, it's a pleasure to meet you, Harold Vasa. “

"I agree with you. Mr. Lamir. ”