The next day.

Underneath a building somewhere outside the school.

Miseria saw Chloe as soon as she came down.

"Huh? What are you doing here?"

She was a bit confused.

Amber Hall is quite a distance from where she usually stays.

Chloe grinned and said:

"Vice President, didn't I know you'd be coming out around this time?"

"Uh..."

Miseria was even more puzzled.

Does Chloe know her schedule this well?

She awkwardly twirled some hair on the side of her head:

"Do you need me to help with the Extreme Association's matters?"

Chloe widened his eyes and said:

"No, sis, you've been so busy lately and you're still thinking about helping me with these things.

I just happened to return from handling some business on Magic Street and remembered you'd be coming out soon, so I thought I'd wait a bit."

"Oh oh~"

Miseria felt a bit flustered.

Chloe chuckled lightly: "Alright, enough about that, big sis, wanna head to school together?"

Miseria wanted to refuse, but when the words reached her lips, they turned into a "sure."

[Did he wait here for me on purpose?]

Miseria couldn't help but wonder.

She said softly:

"By the way, how did your rehearsal go yesterday?"

Chloe said:

"Oh, we finally pulled it off once; luckily, we've found some direction now."

Miseria's eyes widened slightly, and she paused, staring blankly at the ground beneath her feet.

True.

She wasn't accidentally robbed of her first kiss either.

And he didn't seem to care much.

Thinking of this, she felt a bit dim for a moment.

Turns out she was still being too self-indulgent.

Miseria, oh Miseria, how did you end up like this?

Chloe, seemingly unaware of her feelings, continued to smile and said:

"You have no idea how funny Fratiss's expression was yesterday; she was overjoyed for getting it right just once."

Miseria forced a smile and said:

"That's great, truly hard work for you guys."

Chloe shook his head, saying firmly:

"No, big sis, you're the ones who are the most hardworking."

Miseria lightly opened her lips and said, "No, I've seen your... performance, it's great."

"Then, big sis, can you spare some time to come and watch us again today?"

Miseria instinctively wanted to say no.

But the sense of responsibility as a Vice President made her grit her teeth and stammer:

"I have quite a bit of work today, and I'm not sure if I'll have free time, but I'll try my best to make time to come over, although I can't guarantee it."

"Ah, sorry."

Chloe said awkwardly: "I almost forgot how busy you've been with the coordination work lately."

"It's nothing, your starring role isn't easy either, so just do your best."

However, another voice echoed within Miseria's heart:

[Miseria, oh Miseria, what are you doing? Why are you making excuses to avoid this?]

...

In the Fantasy Association office.

Miseria let out a groan.

Laura, not allowed to smoke, was holding a pen in her mouth, frowning as she checked various Array layouts.

A little while later.

A sigh was heard.

After a while.

The sigh went on endlessly.

Laura's frown became more pronounced, and she turned her head in exasperation:

"Miseria, you've been sighing all afternoon, what's going on?"

Miseria said, feeling a bit wronged:

"I'm busy too, but I don't know why, I just feel deflated."

"What? Boyfriend got snatched away? Now you've lost your spirit, lazing around here?"

"Eh?"

"Huh? You didn't deny it immediately, if it's a relationship problem, you can totally ask me."

"Bullshit, it's fine if you pretend to be experienced in front of Rephya, but pretending in front of me is nonsense!"

"I never said I was a relationship guru!"

"Then what use are you?"

"I can use magic to eliminate the man who's making you sad for you."

"What if it's a junior?"

"What did you say, I can't hear you."

"I was just joking."

"I'll take him out for you immediately!"

"Alright, alright, let's drop it." Miseria waved her hand and said, "I'm just overthinking, always worrying about trivial things."

She wondered if she would get in the way of those two.

But... she was being over the top now; she knew she shouldn't interfere with those two, yet a voice inside seemed to tell her:

"Go ahead, go interfere with them earnestly."

This disgraceful thought made her feel very guilty.

"I really am a troublesome woman, cowardly and sensitive."

Yes.

It must be because her closest junior started going to someone else, hence her agitation.

Laura consoled her:

"Alright, complain afterward, but now go help your juniors, Vice President, and perk up."

"Honestly, it would be the same whether I go or not, they can do fine without me," but after a moment, Miseria sighed again, "I guess I still need to check how well they're practicing."

Leaving the juniors unattended is rather irresponsible.

Miseria didn't want to do that.

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Even though I really don't want to watch their practice sessions.

Even though I'm worried my presence might put pressure on them.

Even though I'm inexplicably sad, and try to convince myself that maybe there's no need to oversee their practice.

Even though on a superficial level, I want to wait for someone to come to me first.

But...

In the end, I still can't help but worry about them.

So Miseria let out a lament:

"Why am I both worried they'll do too well and worried they won't perform well?"

"Didn't you say they're performing well?" Laura laughed, "Doesn't that mean your guidance is on point? Just a few minor details need tweaking. Right now, they're probably waiting for you to help them."

"If that's what they truly think, that would be great."

Finally, Miseria stood up.

Waiting here without taking action isn't a solution.

...

On the other side.

The two people still trying to continue their performance style from yesterday occasionally stumbled.

Chloe scratched her head and said, "What's going on? Didn't we do pretty well yesterday?"

Fratiss, somewhat embarrassed, replied, "Actually, we only succeeded once yesterday."

"Alas, our technique is definitely lacking."

"I really hope the vice president could come to help, but she's very busy." Fratiss said, feeling a bit guilty, "Sorry for dragging you into this, senpai…"

"Haha, it's fine, really."

Hearing Chloe's laughter, Fratiss looked puzzled.

Chloe whispered:

"Aren't you passionate about the Fantasy Show? I actually quite admire the courage of juniors like you working toward your goals. So, as your big brother—as your senpai—I'm willing to support you."

Fratiss nodded gratefully.

Chloe stepped forward and knocked on the little foodie's head:

"So, you, be a bit more confident. There are worse performers than you, I'm still here. If you're really unhappy, just scold me, like 'Dumb senpai, perform properly for me.'"

The little foodie swung a little fist and said seriously:

"Du-dumb senpai, perform properly, or I'll beat you up!"

"Haha!"

No matter the past or present, the little foodie is still so delightful.

Fratiss also relaxed, turned around, and chuckled:

"Senpai, let's try performing from the start in one go."

"In one go? Are you sure you can do it?"

"Starting from the beginning helps me get into character better, it should help you more as well."

"True, continuity might indeed help build emotion."

"Mhm, let's begin from the first act."

...

Meanwhile.

Miseria was making her way toward the hall.

"Miseria, oh Miseria, you're not a child anymore, there's no room for playing around now."

The vice president was still self-hypnotizing.

She is a person who is diligent and responsible.

There's not much time left for Chloe and Fratiss now, she must go check on their rehearsals quickly.

As for her strange feelings?

It doesn't matter.

Her awkwardness is one thing, doing things should be kept clear of personal matters.

With this in mind, Miseria slowly pushed open the door.

"Junior and junior, I..."

The next moment, the words she was about to say got stuck in her throat.

In the theater, Chloe and Fratiss were embracing and kissing.

Involuntarily, her fists tightened.

She quietly closed the door, leaned against the corner, and sighed softly.

Soon after, she turned around and left.

And on the other side.

On stage, Chloe suddenly raised his head and looked toward the door.

"What's wrong?"

The little foodie asked curiously.

"Nothing, it's just that the door was just pushed open."

"Was it senpai?"

"I don't know, I was performing just now and didn't notice."

"Shouldn't be, or senpai would have come in to see us."

But the little foodie soon wore a happy smile:

"By the way, today is much more stable than yesterday!"

"Yeah, the outcome seems not bad."

"A few more practices and we should be fine," the little foodie said excitedly, "This smooth and flowing feeling of acting, we should rehearse it, let's practice a few more times while senpai isn't here."

"Sure."

Just as Chloe was about to say something, Elu popped out from the corner.

"Elu, what are you doing here?"

"You've got a message, meow."

The Magic Cat popped out, placed a letter in his hand, and dashed away.

Chloe opened the letter and looked back at Fratiss:

"The vice president seems very busy today, she might not make it."

...

In the Duel Plaza.

Miseria sat in the corner, looking rather helpless.

"Ah, why did I just run away?"

"Miseria, oh Miseria, you truly are a nervous wreck."

"What would the junior think if they saw this?"

"Ahhh, why have I ended up like this?"

Miseria kicked her feet restlessly.

"I don't understand!" Miseria raised her head to the sky, "This kind of feeling, I've no experience with it at all."

That afternoon.

Chloe waited outside the Association for Miseria to come out, but she never showed.

"Is it because the Fantasy Show is already in its most tense stage that senpai has not been able to find the time?"

Chloe felt like he was overlooking something, but he couldn't quite figure it out.

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