"From today onwards, this is the activity room of our drama club!" said the empty gymnasium, his hand raised and pointed to the ground, and Tifa announced loudly with the momentum of shouting. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Oh!" At the same time, in response to Tifa's announcement, Tina and Flame Zero, who raised their fists high in the air with cheers.

But is there something wrong?

"Brother, come with us!" That's right, there was one less person in the community celebration. With his fists still raised, Yan Moling turned his head and said dissatisfiedly to Sartre, who was still leaning against the wall of the activity room and yawning.

"Don't, it's too embarrassing!" It's a pity that my brother doesn't give face. Sartre commented, turning his head away. Because of the roar just now, the students outside the window have all seen it. Do this kind of thing.... It's a shame to get home.

I see, shy teenagers, can have. Tifa nodded understandingly. Don't care, pull Yan Mo Zero and Tina's attention back. "This will be the place where our dreams origin!" he said with a serious face.

"The drama club interprets the impossible plot in the form of fantasy. Everyone will be the protagonist of life here. At some point, he held a paper tube in his hand, wore a cap on his head, and had a black beard on his face, like a director, while explaining, Tifa pointed the paper tube at Yan Mo Zero. "Tell me, girl, what is your dream?" asked, narrowing his eyes.

"My dream.... Of course, the heroic knight who saved the princess from the hands of the Demon King!" Yan Moling said firmly without hesitation. One day, he will wear handsome white armor, hold a holy sword, hold the princess's child, enter and exit seven times in and out of thousands of enemy troops, behead the demon king, and become a brave man praised by the world!

"Although this world is peaceful, and the existence of the demon king is simply out of reach, however, in the magical world where it is impossible to make it possible for a beautiful girl to become pregnant, the stalk of the demon king can be there! It's decided, in the first phase of the club activities of the drama club, you will play the role of the brave man who saves the princess-!" The paper tube knocked on his hand, frowned and looked serious thinking, and finally, he concluded in the tone of the senior who 'gave the younger generation a chance to appear', and at the same time, took out the "Tale of the Girl Knight" that he had just borrowed from the library from his arms The book was stuffed into Yan Mo Ling's hand. "This is the script, and the lines must be memorized. Due to the tight schedule, it will be held the day after tomorrow!" Because he was too short, he had to move a small bench and stand on it, standing on tiptoe and patting Yan Moling's shoulder. "Anyway, I'm optimistic about you, newcomer. Said reliantly.

"Sister Ti Fa~~~" I see, I have already arranged it for myself, am I the protagonist?Yan Moling's hand holding the script trembled a little, and his unrealistic dreams that had been ridiculed by everyone before turned out to be recognized by others.... At this moment, the little hand on the shoulder felt so heavy.

"It's all from the same society, what's the outside?" Tifa closed his eyes and shook his head slowly. He opened his eyes again and looked at Yan Moling's gentle eyes. "Also, you want to call me Minister. ”

"Yes, Minister~~~"

At sunset, crimson skies and surging waves crash against reefs and cliffs. Standing on the edge of the cliff regardless of the splashing waves, the red-haired girl and the pink-haired right ponytail Lori looked at each other affectionately..... It's all in plain sight.

"I have to practice quickly!" After dropping this sentence, Yan Moling took the script and walked to a corner of the gymnasium to practice.

Very good, sent one.

"Tina, here's your script!" Tifa turned his head and looked at his sister solemnly.

"Sister, I've never heard of our club doing such a thing?" Sure enough, the script I handed over didn't mean to take it, it was worthy of my sister, so it's not easy to fool. But no, only Tina, who has superb acting skills, can perfectly interpret the essence of the characters in the script. So—

"A prince is deeply in love with a princess who is related by blood, but this is useless, for the sake of the country, the prince hides an important secret, he is actually a woman. So he was not a prince but a princess, and one day, the princess, the princess's beloved sister, was kidnapped by the demon king. So, has the love affair between the princess and the princess come to fruition-" In Tina's unexpected whisper, she leaned over and hugged Tina, took off her headband, and at this moment, the pink hair instantly poured out gorgeously.

"But not at all, no matter how perfect the script is, if there is no existence that makes me really emotional, even if it is a pretending princess-" Tina's sudden attack surprised and uneasy. At the same time, leaning over and lowering his head, Tifa's lips pressed to Tina's ear, and whispered: "I can't get excited at all~~~ Her Royal Highness the Princess." His tongue licked the base of Tina's ear.

Tina: "!!" even though he understood that it was a trap, but--his head smoked, and his cheeks instantly became hot....

.....................................

Watching this scene happen, as if she had been in a psychedelic sister, Sartre suddenly had a bad premonition. The little girl in front of her turned her head to look at herself after letting go of her sister, who didn't know what she said, and suddenly looked weak and soft. Sartre subconsciously gaffed and held the magic sword behind his back. If your scalp is numb, your sixth sense won't be wrong.

The magic sword in your hand is trembling, obviously it is still sealed, what makes you feel excited?

"Something?" Calm down, it's not a life-or-death battle, but it's certainly tricky. Sartre asked with a frown, taking out a tomato from his pocket, eating a tomato can relieve his mood whenever he is restless or irritable.

"Ah, indeed. "Unlike treating Yanmo Zero and Tina, Tifa went straight to the point. Wipe the sweat from your forehead with your hands and lift your head.

Sartre froze. Unlike just now, hidden under the wet bangs, Tifa at this moment has the conscious eyes of a dead man. And the source of enlightenment is not oneself..... What is it that makes you have such an obsession?

"If there is anything I can do..."If it is really according to what this little girl said, this drama club is really her dream - a person who pursues her dreams and is persistent, if this is the case.... Sartre thought for a while, agreed, and said lightly.

Sartre's words clearly surprised Tifa. This guy .... Would you like to help yourself?" I don't know if you've got any weird stuff in your head, but thank you. Tifa bowed in thanks.

This month's living expenses are going to be in deficit, and if you don't want to make money, there is no doubt that you won't be able to live next month. But the way the academy was able to make money... Since you can't embezzle the funds of the association, no matter what, even if you use the activities of the association, you must earn money, this is your own housewife, as a sister's responsibility, and you can't lose the battle!