Otome Game Rokkushuume, Automode ga Kiremashita

"The secretary's job is dominated by records. After that, we'll create prints and signs at the event, and if there's a meeting, we'll also take minutes."

In the name of a tour, I cannot remain vigilant to Tuvalu and Luna. Whatever you don't want to go in... No, I'm going to push you in the direction of not going in as hard as I can, but I'm still here today to give you a tour.

I'm rude to Thomas for explaining the corners, and I'd like to concentrate and not distract myself from other things if I can.

"Most are handwritten, but if the amount is high or difficult, use a typewriter. Have you ever used a typewriter?

"No, not once…… but I know how to use it."

Typewriter... I have seen your father or Mr. Orsene use it, but I have never used it. I don't write as much as I need a typewriter.

Then if you ask me why I know how to use it, it's because of the knowledge I've developed around the past five weeks. That said, I don't feel I can use it because I haven't used it that often.

"I don't have a lot of work to do today enough to clean up the minutes during this time. It may not clog...... hang on this chair and watch"

Saying so, Master Thoma urged me to sit there when he drew a simple chair to his desk.

Even though it is simple, it has a luxurious feel, such as a glossy wood texture and a fuzzy cushion. At least to the extent that it doesn't look familiar to the student council room at school.

Really, shouldn't you review the way you spend money once?

"Oh, if you ring that bell for a cup of tea, the servant will come."

It's all because of you. Is this my home?

That being said, Master Thoma is immersed in his work, and only the sound of tapping the typewriter reaches his ear.

When I said tour, I was willing to say no. I have time to say that I have nothing to do, so that I can concentrate my gaze on Thomas as much as possible so that I can't fill the outer moat with confidentiality.

Besides, the natural enemies are in the same space, so we have to pay attention to the motion all at once. If you show your weakness in shards, what will you do... you're starting to want to see criminals treating you in me. I have no desire to change it.

Oh, you all know who my natural enemies are, don't you?

He's watery, he's black, he's dark, he's sick, right?

If it's just the face, Master Julius's seems overwhelmingly scared...... Truth is, people aren't just looking!

A tour with that in mind… for an hour or so. When I was too conscious of my natural enemies or started feeling dull pain like muscle aches even though I had only been jiggling for a short time.

There was a big hand on my shoulder that was blurred rather than focused and not conscious of my surroundings.

"Miss Tempest, it's time to go home."

"Dear Julius,"

"You've had enough tours. The secretary's job is a simple task, and I'll teach him to come in later."

"Yes, I understand."

I can finally go home... even though it's just an hour, I think it's more tiring than working to say I'm just watching without doing anything. Mainly the spirit.

"Please think carefully about whether you want to come in or not... the board roster will be created by the end of this month, so please do so by then"

Roster...... oh, you were making it. Add it to the booklet and get photo decorated like a historical principal.

End of the month...... a month or so. Enough time to think of an excuse to say no… I haven't thought of anything so far.

"Well, thank you for today. I'll talk to Cattleya from me... just say no."

"What…………?

He whispered so he couldn't hear me around just one last word, but he sounded solid to me right in front of him.

Say no... No, I wasn't going to say no, but why are you finding out!? Was it on your face? But I didn't want to go in there enough to get in my face until I knew Tuvalu was there and...!

Could he have looked rather disgusted? If so, I think he's definitely found out. The sickness has been released, but he's a character setter.

My stomach aches seem to turn back on the fact that I slapped him into a fight......

"……… er, I'll think about it"

In the end, I was desperate to remember Tuvalu's response and everything, and I could only respond in a distressed manner with a dry voice to Kaskus.

I am not interested in getting a bad impression of Tuvalu, but I would like to apologize for being poorly hated and led to the death flag regardless of heroin relationship.

... I think it's a little late.