L-N 3: That person’s identity.
[A-Ah. Dear citizens of Astra! Are you having fun tonight?!]
'''' OOOHH!! ''''
As soon as the MC speaks up, the tightly packed stadium explodes into a loud cheer. Imrsed in the festival atmosphere, everybody seems to be having the ti of their lives.
[Then, without making everybody wait for long, we will now begin the Miss Astra contest!]
Another cheer erupts, drowning out even their noisy inner thoughts that keep gnawing at my brain. Before long, a sigh escapes my mouth. I do not have the energy or excitent to shout. It's a gloomy day for Luxia Neveah today.
And to think that I can still make jokes. Laughable.
''...''
''Whoa... So many people...''
Right then, Claire turns around to see the sea of people behind us. Fortunately, we are getting the very front seats, thanks to A. I wouldn't want to sit in the middle.
''Did you hear? Even Fier's princess is here to compete!''
''Really? Didn't she quit after last year's loss?''
''No, no, she was clearly so bitter about it!''
''Who do you think will win this year?''
''It might be the Beatrice. She looks really good this ti around.''
''Hm...''
As I begin to feel the gossipy vibe around the area, soone sits down beside with an audible 'thud!'
''Hmph, of course, Aurora will win.'' The blonde beauty says confidently, having her maid nodding along for extra credibility. ''Don't you think so, saintess?''
''Hmm... Maybe?'' I reply lightly.
''It's definitely, not 'maybe.'''
''Yes, yes.''
Soon, the contest finally begins. The MC lightly introduces the competition. Each candidate will talk a bit about themselves and demonstrate a talent. Then, the MC gets right into the first candidate.
[For number one, we have Mili from the sandstorm town of Rik!]
The audience utters many exclamations as a petite girl with dust-colored cat ears and tail shyly walks onto the stage. As soon as she holds the mic up, she begins to stutter.
''A-Ah, um... I-I'm Minyi—ah!''
'''' OOOOOHHH!! ''''
The audience bursts into a rage as Mili beautifully bites her tongue, producing a genuine and captivating clumsy mont. Mili is obviously nearly crying already, yet the love for her seems to have only grown.
Poor soul.
''I-I-I will sing now!''
Skipping the self-introduction, Mili jumps right into singing. Unexpectedly, she sings really well.
''And this is only the first one...'' Nydia contemplates with a serious face.
''No, no, they're doing this to capture the attention first, Nydia.'' A intervenes, also with a serious face.
''Right, right, Aurora will definitely win!'' Claire encourages.
These Aurora fangirls...
As the competition goes on, however, it is clear that the participants do not play around. Each person is picturesquely charming, attaining the audience and the judges' points left and right.
For a total of forty candidates, there have been three who got a near-perfect score of forty—ten for each judge. The leading participant is Scarlett Heisenberg, who displays a phenonal sword dance with her gender-transcending beauty.
She is tied with Sierra Alaina Astra, who also decides to dance, but hers is a traditional dance of the empire. Her deanor is infinitely serene, and her sparkling silvery white eyes captivate everyone present.
''Who would have thought that Her Highness could be this charming...?!''
''Lady Heisenberg was also incredibly good!''
If I participated, I would also be at the top for sure. Heh...
[And now! For the last candidate!]
At this point, the people in the stadium are more or less expecting a showdown between Scarlett and Sierra, yet they still hold their breath for the last candidate.
[Number forty! Aurora!!]
In an instant, the whole stadium falls into silence as a lone maid leisurely steps onto the stage. Miss Maid calmly darts her eyes around the arena, asserting her presence just by lightly dangling her long white hair and unfolding her silky smooth wings.
Soon, she reaches the center of the stage, basking in the spotlight. Every ti she tilts her head just a little, her slight orange eyeliners and her full, vibrant lips gleam gently.
Her charm is well-known within the academy. Even I know of her fanclubs. Miss Maid has a perfect, voluptuous body, a godly face, and a pair of alluring wings. Even without her personality, Miss Maid is already incredible.
Right then, she slowly raises her mic.
''Aurora, 22.'' She begins, her voice calm. ''Currently, I am a maid.''
[U-Um, can you show us one of your talents...?]
''I—''
''PLEASE SHOW US YOUR PANTY!!''
Right when Miss Maid is about to talk again, a wild maniac actually shouts out her degenerate desire, causing the academy's favorite maid's face to crumble.
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