Otome Game Rokkushuume, Automode ga Kiremashita

I remember, and I know. I lied about unexpected or something.

Sarah McCressia, is that it? I don't think I saw it at all in the game, but I talk to Sarsia a a lot now, and I've talked to her a few times.

It was definitely cute and bright, and the impression I saw was rear filling. I'm also convinced that I like makeup and stuff.

"Speaking of which, Sarah, you said you liked to change your hair. It's hard in the morning at school, so I don't get tired, but the holidays are changing a lot."

A chunk of women's power. The look and contents match too much, and I envy you as a gaping body.

"You should be able to do a whole lot of makeup, and it wouldn't hurt to ask for it once"

"Right... let me ask you a favor"

I don't really want to spread the word if I can, but that's not the case right now. You should be mediocre, not sharp, in order to reduce your chances of winning a little bit. I don't know how good Sarah is, but there's no way that a junior high school student can beat a professional. Unless she's also a super genius makeup talent.

"Good hurry up, I'll be there in a minute."

"Well, there you go."

"I hope you can take it"

Dropped off by two hiccups and a wave, I took a seat.

Sarah is... maybe with him.

× × × ×

"Excuse me."

"That, Mr. Maria?

Sarah, who I found, was next to the person I expected. Surrounded by a strangely tilted neck, Sarsia, and several men and women, her eyes are truly open.

"May I borrow a little favor from Sarah?

"Me?"

My classmates, pointing to themselves and messing with Sarah. It's possible that some people are out of class, but I don't know their names or classes anyway.

Only one Sarsia never looked particularly surprised or surprised, and yes, she just snorted.

"Yeah, fine! I'm just gonna go."

"Yeah, there you go"

The frightened expression quickly regained her grin and stood next to me in a bouncing pace. Sarsia was the only one who replied to the good hello, and I felt like I was looking somewhere else that seemed worried... maybe it wasn't my fault.

No, really, I'm sorry for the misunderstanding, but don't worry, I didn't think I'd call it in and hurt you.

A short walk led me to an unpopular staircase dance floor. It's mostly here when you talk to Kay and Katrea, but there are many places in the school that have plenty of facilities that are much better equipped to talk than here.

"Uh... so, what can I do for you?

"Sarah said she was good with makeup and hair."

"I don't know if you're good at it... but I think you like it. It feels like a hobby"

"So, I wanted to ask for my makeup in a cultural festival contest."

"……… Huh?

Yeah, that's how it's gonna react. If that was the case when I asked my friend to do it, he'd be extra surprised if he was just a classmate. Even though it's customary to ask a professional, he asked a junior high student for a hobby... Could that be quite reckless?

"Eh, eh!? Wow, me!?

"Of course, it's not compulsory, so I don't mind if you say no... but if you can, I'd like to."

"That's, uh, I'm glad......... but don't you have to be a professional? Mine is self-taught, it's a hobby..."

"I don't think being a professional would do what I want. If you can, I'd like to entrust it to someone who knows me as a student"

I'm not lying, I'm lying. I just didn't even say it really.

I wanted to ask Primera because she knew who I was. Instead of making me beautiful as a contest contestant, I'd like to ask you to feel a little bit like decorating me as a single student.

I don't go for the win if I make a mistake. Because my hobby is more consistent than my professional work and I have no problems at all.

"... ok. If I may......... I can help!!

I blink my eyes with a patch many times, holding my hands in front of my chest. Is it an act to calm the tension, or are you prepared for something, but it's a late act?

Either way, it doesn't change the fact that there's one dividing line in her. On that evidence, it seemed that my gaze was ready for something.

"I'll make you fly cute!!

"Thanks."

"Well, why don't we talk about how we're going to do it that day?"

That was quick and helpful. Just don't be so motivated if you can, because it's just a cultural festival, even if it's on a hell of a scale, or a way to hang gold like the state budget, because this is just a contest for one cultural festival at a school.

"What's the costume like?

"I'm going to have a couple of clothes sent home, but as much as I can... I'm going to make it feel clear"

It feels plain, well put, clear and dear. I intend to refrain from decorating as much as I can, ideally with easy makeup and hair. I will say it again and again, discreetly and plainly, without memory or record, but it is my goal.

"Is that clear... can you show me your costume when it arrives?

"Yep. The costume will be carried straight to the modem, so I'll show you when it arrives."

"Yeah!"

The conversation is over and the two of us head back to the classroom side by side. Not that I have more friends, but it was fresh to talk to my classmates like this. Even though it's been quite a few months since I started school, I still find it quite problematic to talk to my classmates fresh.

First of all, we've achieved our goal, so let's do it right.