episode_0065

Various booths lined up on both sides of the street.

The fragrant smell of snacks wafting out.

This club fair is a place where even people who are reluctant to play miniature games can enter without burden.

“What is your romantic power ranking now?”

“Graven ranked first with 420 points.

Next, Lady Mina would be in second place with 180 points.”

“No. Angela won a duel worth almost 300 points a while ago.

If you combine it with the scores you’ve earned so far by painting, I think it’ll be a return to second place.”

“Looking at the scoreboard, Phantom Thief Ombredo is in 4th place. I don’t know if the student council will upload it…”

-It wasn’t.

Students who come here and eagerly talk about the romantic festival.

The chairman who was ahead laughed and asked.

“Have you had breakfast?”

“Not yet. Now that I think about it, it’s already 10 o’clock.”

“Then we should eat first. What do you want to eat?”

“I think the Chairman likes it.”

“What do you think I like?”

A random question.

I said with a bright smile.

“How do I know what the Chairman likes?”

“Is that so?”

The chairman makes a strange expression.

But that was only for a moment, and she soon returned to her smiling face.

“Then let’s do what Coleman likes.”

“Even if it’s okay.”

“Let’s see, Coleman is… ”

The chairman pondered and pointed to a booth.

‘Dakwabu Special Parfait’

“Surprisingly, you might be the type of person who completes a meal with dessert?”

“… Be honest. Isn’t that what the Chairman likes?”

“Hey. I got caught.”

“I don’t really like parfaits. Too sweet, creamy… ”

I grumbled lightly, but when I saw the chairman’s darkened expression, I added hastily.

“Ah. Of course, if the chairman likes it, he can eat it.”

“No. no. … Then how about pasta?”

“Yes. pasta… ”

We went to a suitable booth and ordered oven pasta and ate it, but the chairman couldn’t concentrate and was gnawing on it.

“Chairman. Why are you like that?”

“I was just a little disappointed in myself.”

“Yes?”

“I thought I knew about Coleman. What do you like and what do you dislike… ”

“A. How do people know their inner thoughts?”

“No. I’ll definitely try it right next time.”

Just as he was about to get up after finishing his meal, the chairman hesitated and said something unexpected.

“Oh, and Phantom Thief Ombre… hmm… It’s good to guess the identity, but you don’t have to worry too much.”

“Yes? So do you know the identity of ombre?”

She looked troubled.

“Umm… It wasn’t my intention to deceive Coleman.

Originally, it was an event that you would participate in as well, but President Priestley insisted on holding a surprise event for you… ”

Oh, that guy really.

“Sorry. I should have stopped him too, but what I tried to do to ease the tension only made me more stressed.

Even now, identity-”

“No.”

I firmly cut off the president’s words.

“I feel uncomfortable.

Priestley That guy is going to test me, right? I will respond.

I will uncover the true nature of ombre on my own.”

“Yes. If Coleman wants it.”

Although I shouted so loudly, no reasoning came to mind.

Funforge member… Everyone has an alibi, and there are too many candidates outside of Funforge.

“… ”

“Is there something that comes to mind?”

“Hmm. First, let’s take a closer look at the club booth.

Because you might get an idea.”

“Good. Then, would you like to go to the gutter experience cafe over there?”

yes?

“Why do these rotten people come here!”

“Hey, the coffee still hasn’t arrived!”

“Fucking wait!”

A cafe reminiscent of a noisy slum bar that doesn’t sell alcohol.

So, if it were a normal school, they would have a maid cafe… Most of the people here are children of noble people, so they are not impressed by being treated with the utmost respect.

Rather, Baekyang’s friends like to be rough on purpose…

really. They say the chairman is so easy-going that it’s embarrassing.

“There is no place to sit.”

“You can lean against the wall.”

So, we were waiting for the drinks we ordered to arrive and watching the modified version of the preliminaries broadcast hanging on the ceiling.

“Still, I’m glad.”

“What is it?”

“Because I don’t have to marry an orc.”

Those words strangely reassured my heart.

“Chairman. If you say something like that, Vice President Tungaroa gets very angry.”

“Oh, mistake. I’m glad I don’t have to marry Uruk…

hmm. I think this is rather insulting to the leader.”

“It’s better that way. Uruk criticized the chairman’s body and cursed.”

No, what is the point of teasing an unmarried woman for not having fat on her butt?

Where are you looking at our chairman with such lewd eyes?

Your hips are a bit narrow, but your breasts are big, right?

“I don’t care. How can someone who doesn’t care know whether my appearance is ugly or not?

Only people I like… Just tell me I’m pretty.”

Something that seems like something that shouldn’t be answered in vain.

But the moment I was choosing my words-

“Wow really!”

“It’s mean!”

“A hyena that picks up and eats corpses!”

The crowd’s shouts made me stop thinking and look at the revision.

Graven defeated Hoying, ranked 10th, and left to find his next opponent.

This time, the unpainted models that Hoying had were not collected.

And what follows there… Emily.

She picked up the models like lightning and hurried to the painting booth, avoiding the surrounding eyes.

“I heard you got a lot of points by collecting it that way.”

“Well, that’s also a skill. This means that I won the battle against the other hyenas I encountered… ”

“Anyway, it didn’t seem like a good idea to do that since Karl Knizia… Oh, that’s right.”

One of the students snapped his fingers.

“Now that I think about it, Graven skipped 20th place Rosewater and stuck with 19th place Kal Knizia.”

“That’s right.”

“Has anyone seen rose water?”

Murmurs around. But no one comes forward saying they saw it.

“The first identity of Phantom Thief Ombre was rose water.

Maybe that hints at the true appearance of ombre?”

Hmm. It’s rose water. It’s not out of the question.

Because I’m a fool who likes pranks like this.

However, to become the phantom thief Ombre, you need Fernforge’s cooperation, and no matter how much Priestley did, there is no way he could have persuaded the Chairman to let Rose Water take on the role of Ombre.

That’s a wild guess.

“Drinks have arrived.”

is not it? Did I miss something?

First, drink it and think… Thoughts?

“Why does this taste like alcohol?”

What I ordered was definitely iced tea, right?

All the surrounding students hurriedly put their fingers to their mouths.

however-

“Leader! I came here after hearing that they sell moonshine!”

“What the fuck! Jump out!”

As if they had listened to me, the leaders immediately came in, brandishing clubs.

Thanks to this, the Gutter Experience Café provided a valuable opportunity to, well, truly experience life in the gutter.

Being beaten harshly by the police who came to crack down on smuggling.

Fortunately, thanks to the fact that the president actively appealed his status by brandishing the student council president’s cape, he was able to escape without being involved in violence.

Even after the dueling trend ended, there were places where you could taste violence.

No. Maybe in the future, the leader will overcome the delinquents through the era of romance?

I could barely hold back a laugh because it was so absurd that I even thought about it.

“Oh, by the way, you’re not hurt anywhere, are you?”

“Then. I think I’ve seen everything about the fair.

Now let’s go to the student center and look at the painting booth.”

“Yes.”

Actually, there’s a lot left to see, but after the crackdown on bootlegging a while ago, I don’t want to see more…

“Colman-kun! Chairman!”

“Uh. Hwayoung.”

The painting booth arrived before we knew it.

A place where students who had collected models rushed over and breathed a sigh of relief.

Hwayoung was here helping people with their painting.

“It turned out well. We are currently holding an event where you can paint one of the new models.

It’s a speed painting competition, so the first person to finish the ink painting gets to take home the new model.

Wouldn’t you like to join in and paint one, Mr. Coleman?”

Cheers and applause.

“Coleman. Paint a model you like.”

A similar situation to the parfait.

The chairman’s words suddenly turned playful and he asked back.

“Which model do you think I would like?”

“Aha. You mean to give me a second chance.”

She looked at the models carefully and chose one.

“How about this?”

The chairman chose a ‘wandering gunman’ from the Romelo village militia.

Umm…

I debated whether to say I liked it, but it seemed like my dislike was already evident on my face.

“Tsk. Looks like I was wrong again.”

“Yes. Because the atmosphere is overly gloomy and dark. I don’t like that kind of thing.”

“I don’t like things that are gloomy and dark… ”

The chairman suddenly shows a gloomy expression again for a moment.

I quickly changed the subject.

“Then, I will paint something that the Chairman likes.”

I took a model and started painting it.

Priming. Primary color. Eat. Secondary color. correction. Highlighting. brush.

How much time has passed since I focused solely on painting?

“Completed.”

The model I chose was Silade of the Great Lake Monster.

The chairman, who saw this, smiled broadly and nodded.

“That’s right. This is my favorite model. How did you know?”

“No. It’s so obvious. You’re so cute like that.”

“I don’t know what Coleman likes, but he knows what I like.”

There was too much moisture in the chairman’s voice as he said those words.

While contemplating what to say, Hwayoung slapped her forehead as if she had made a mistake.

“Oh! I ended up using a broken watch. I took it out, but someone must have put it back up.

What should I do with this? Mr. Coleman was not good at measuring time.”

“I’ll just give it to you!”

“That’s right, it’s the director!”

Unable to overcome people’s anger, I received a Silade model and presented it to the president.

The chairman, who had the model in his arms, walked down the street for a while and then spoke to me.

“It was fun.”

“Sure.”

“Did you get some hints about Phantom Thief Ombre?”

“Hint… ”

Was there any hint?

All I did was go back and forth between the parfait shop, the gutter experience café, and the painting booth.

I listened to people’s comments at a cafe that sold moonshine, and I was painting, but because of the broken clock…

Broken clock?

I suddenly stopped.

“Coleman?”

Right. That’s how it happened.

“… Okay.”

“Really?”

I took out a notepad from my pocket and wrote down here and there.

“Chairman. Please tell Ombre.

Come here.

There… I will reveal its identity as the era of romance.”