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Saturday.
Davian and his group visited the restaurant "Sea-Breeze" after a long time.
"Oh! New menu!"
"We steamed seafood and meat together in fragrant wood. The aroma is wonderful."
"Ooh."
They brought out a large wooden tub filled with steamed food.
Before long, the wooden tub was empty.
Nubes asked.
"Liber, can I eat more?"
"Yeah! Of course. Order more, order more. And beer."
"Oh! Really?"
"Yeah, I said I'm paying for everything today."
"Excuse me! Boss!"
While they were laughing and chatting, enjoying their long-awaited outing.
A group of academy students walked down the stairs leading to the private room on the second floor.
"Oh! Seniors! Hello."
"Ah, Bellum? If I had known we were in the same restaurant, we would have combined tables. Are these your friends?"
"Yes! Did you enjoy your meal?"
"We were just having a quick bite before leaving. Did you order beer too?"
Bellum pointed to Nubes.
"We have someone here who doesn't know how to eat lightly."
"Looking at your size, you must be Nubes. Nice to meet you."
Nubes was surprised and stood up.
"Seniors, you know me?"
"Of course, I know you. Weren't you the one who blocked a falling iron ball with your bare body during last year's final exam?"
Nubes raised his right arm and scratched the back of his head.
As always, the muscles of his thick arm twitched.
"That's all I know how to do."
"That's 'all'? You're the only one in our academy who can do that, Nubes."
"Don't say that. Let's join tables. We were about to go for a beer anyway."
"Shall we? Guys, can we join them? There's a large empty room on the second floor."
Bellum looked at his friends.
Davian nodded.
None of the other friends seemed to object either.
They were already in their third year.
Unlike their first and second years, it was time to increase interactions with seniors.
Latia was also acknowledging a senior, who seemed to be from the magic research club.
Davian's group of nine and the five seniors.
Fourteen people headed to the largest room on the second floor of Sea-Breeze.
It was their first time having a private gathering with seniors.
Watching Bellum chatting and laughing with the seniors even before sitting down, Davian thought.
'It seems like you, Bellum Amandria, have done my vacation homework most faithfully.'
The seniors began to introduce themselves.
"Nice to meet you. I'm Ludwig Jeron, the newly elected student council president. As you can see, I'm in my seventh year this year."
"Nice to meet you. I'm Vice President Ashili Said. Sixth year."
"I'm the Head of the Executive Committee, Roni Stafford. Seventh year."
"Hello. I'm the Head of Public Relations, Priya Anar. Fifth year."
"Hi. I'm the Head of the Treasury, Pankas Bruno. You know this Phoenix emblem symbolizes the sixth year, right?"
Suddenly being introduced to so many people was overwhelming.
Vice President Ashili Said raised her index finger.
"Don't introduce yourselves. Let me guess. I already know Davian's face..."
Having received the president's commendation several times, almost every student knew Davian's face.
"You must be Latia? Every time I passed by you, you were so pretty that you stood out. And... you must be Luna? Small stature, big eyes. I've heard a lot of praise from the healing magic club."
Luna's cheeks turned red.
"Ah... yes."
"Nubes was guessed by the president earlier, so this must be Karin. The royal secret weapon."
"Hello."
Karin nodded lightly.
"Looking at your eyes, you must be the famous Bonita Fortis, and then you must be Liber, right? This time to the juniors... Never mind. Anyway, you're Liber, right?"
"Yes, that's right. Senior."
"Then who is this last cute junior? Not a third-year?"
Bellus shrugged and replied.
"Bellus... is my name. I'm a second-year."
"Ah! The spirit magician? You're very famous too! I'm glad to meet you like this."
"Really?"
As they finished introducing themselves, beer and new dishes were set up.
Student Council President Ludwig Jeron raised his glass.
"Anyway, nice to meet you. I've heard a lot about you guys. It's great to meet you all here like this."
"That's right, President Senior. And you were planning to call Davian separately soon, right?"
"Since we met today, it's fine."
"Come on. Drink, drink."
The seniors, consisting of student council executives, treated Davian's group more kindly than expected.
Thanks to that, the meeting between the student council executives and Davian's group proceeded smoothly in a friendly atmosphere.
In fact, it was inevitable because the juniors gathered here were not just any juniors.
They were 'Davian and his friends,' who were gaining fame beyond Elton Academy and throughout the continent.
Some even called them the 'Davian Family.'
Liber was the only one who used the term 'Gray Bear Exploration Team.'
Head of Public Relations Priya Anar brought up a new topic.
"Ah, right. I was thinking of making this year's festival performance a little different."
Bellum asked.
"Different?"
"Yeah. Every year it's been too similar. Performances by grade level. It takes too long to finish, and while it's good for the lower grades to participate in the festival, they're often overshadowed by the performances of the seniors who come later."
Festival performance.
In their first year, they were targeted by Sarah's bombing attack while performing a play.
In their second year, they put on an applied magic performance under the guidance of Professor Camilla Lucia.
With the third-year performance bound to be entrusted to Davian, the male representative, and Bonita, the female representative, they welcomed the change in the performance format.
Bonita asked.
"How are you going to make it different?"
"This year, I'm thinking of removing the preparations by grade level and having all grades come together to prepare for the performance."
Of course, the guiding professors manage various aspects, but the festival is entirely under the jurisdiction of the student council.
While some student council executives focus on making sure the event is as flawless as possible to avoid falling behind the previous year's festival.
Others, like this year's Head of Public Relations Priya Anar, sometimes come up with new ideas.
Progress always comes from new challenges.
Of course, the risk of failure is on their shoulders.
"Wow, all grades together?"
"Yeah. We're meeting every day to decide how to decorate it. I'll let you know when it's decided. You'll help us too, right?"
Bellum clapped his hands with a bright face.
"Of course! Senior."
At that time.
Ding.
A notification sound only audible to Davian rang out.
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[Achievement Event: Make the Festival Performance a Success]
―There is a force trying to disrupt the festival performance. Make the festival performance led by Head of Public Relations Priya Anar a success.
―Reward: Leadership +5
―Acceptance: Y / N
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'Suddenly an event?'
It was the first time seeing such an event.
'A force trying to disrupt the festival... are they Marino Empire guys again?'
If so, he couldn't let them.
It was an event without any failure penalties.
He could raise his current leadership of 68 to 73.
Davian slightly rolled his eyes, accepted the event, and opened his mouth.
"Of course, we should help you, Senior."
"Oh my! It's so reassuring to hear Davian say that? There will be so much more to put into the performance!"
After talking for a while longer while drinking beer.
When Nubes' eyes started to glaze over after drinking two glasses of beer.
Head of the Executive Committee Roni Stafford asked.
"How about it? Won't you guys join the student council? Of course, I know what it means to take away personal training time at Elton Academy, but you'll gain a lot as well."
Bellum's eyes twinkled.
Nubes' eyes glazed over.
The others had a look of uncertainty.
"Ah, well, you don't have to decide right away."
"But can third-years join the student council? I thought it was from the fourth year."
Student Council President Ludwig Jeron replied.
"No. You can run for student council president or become an executive from the fourth year. General student council members can join from the third year."
"Ah...!"
"You don't necessarily have to move together, so think about it and convey your intentions through Bellum. We welcome you. And Bellum."
"Yes! President Senior."
"You'll do it, right? Student council."
He had heard before that doing the student council takes away some personal time.
But since Davian had told him to become friends with the seniors and run for student council president.
There was no need to hesitate about joining the student council now.
In fact, since his skills were rather mediocre, it might be more advantageous for him to include student council experience in his resume after graduation.
"Ah... Yes! I'll do it!"
"Young Master, it's been a while."
"Hi, Mons."
"Why haven't you come out of the dormitory all this time?"
"Ah, there were some people I shouldn't run into outside. I've solved everything now."
Mons shifted his gaze to Nubes, who was being carried on Davian's back.
He was drooping as if he had fainted.
"But why is Nubes like this...? Did something happen outside?"
"He drank alcohol."
"Ah... Perhaps then...?"
"Yeah. Mons, your guess is correct."
As Davian passed through the living room to lay Nubes on the sofa.
Bonita Fortis entered through the open front door.
However.
She was walking sideways.
Despite walking sideways, the fact that she was going directly towards the sofa showed that her arduous training had not betrayed Bonita.
In her first year, she would fall diagonally, but this time she went sideways but landed accurately on the sofa.
Latia followed.
She was muttering something to herself.
"Davian's flame... How do you do it. I... I can do it too."
Flicker, flicker.
Flames flickered and disappeared repeatedly in Latia's palm, raised to chest height.
Splash!
Davian, who had laid Nubes on the sofa, poured water elemental magic on Latia.
"Don't think about setting the house on fire."
"Davian you...! Again...! Again...!"
Latia, who had an expression as if she would devour Davian immediately.
Plop.
She slumped down in that spot and fell asleep.
"Your friends are as energetic as ever, Young Master."
Fortunately, the rest of the group, who were in better condition than the previous three, filed into the house.
Bellum put his arm around Bellus' shoulder.
"Wow, Bellus. You're good at drinking, aren't you?"
"Alcohol? Sister, I only drank two glasses?"
Bellus pointed her chin at Nubes, Bonita, and Latia, who were sprawled out here and there.
"Among these guys, that's considered good at drinking."
"Ah..."
Sarah, who came down from the second floor, made a horrified expression.
"Did these guys drink again?"
"Yeah. There was something to celebrate, and we met the seniors."
"It's amazing... How can they do this every time without fail."
Davian lifted Bonita and draped her over his left shoulder.
Then he approached Latia and similarly lifted her up and draped her over his right shoulder.
"I'll have both of these guys sleep in your room tonight, Sarah."
"Suit yourself. Can I use the same room as Mons then?"
Mons, who suddenly turned pale, turned his head.
"What. What, Sarah?"
"Haha. I'm just kidding. Why would I use the same room as you. It'd be better to sleep with cute Bellus. He always gets tricked like that."
"It's not funny, Sarah."
"I think it's fun?"
At that time.
The front door, which was not yet fully closed, burst open and a stranger entered.
Mons asked.
"Who are you?"
"Is this Davian's house?"
Mons, who made eye contact, flinched.
He had always thought that Latia was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.
But at the front door stood a woman who was beautiful in a different way from Latia.
Her wavy red hair fell to her waist, and her pure white face had captivating red eyes.
If Latia had a doll-like, pretty style.
The woman at the door had such a bright face that he wondered if she was even human.
The beautiful woman's red eyes passed Mons and went to Davian.
Her eyes met Davian, who was carrying Bonita and Latia on his left and right shoulders and climbing the stairs.
"What, I heard you already have a lot of women you're going to live with. It was true?"
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