Vol. 4 Ch. 2: Nightmare of Days Past

"Ah, yes, Neil told me. I heard you're practicing dancing."

When she showed up at the student council room later than usual, Felix said that with a broad smile.

Monica had completely forgotten to report that she would be practicing dancing after school, but it seemed that the thoughtful Neil had contacted Felix. He was an unassuming but highly capable boy.

Felix put the quill he had been holding back in its stand, then turned his attention to Neil.

"So, how is practice going? Do you think you'll pass?"

Neil's gaze wandered from side to side, and sweat beaded on his cheeks despite the room not being hot.

"U-Um... I suppose it depends on how hard we work from here on out..."

"Your Highness, if even the kindhearted Maywood of General Affairs has been driven to say that much, it must be an utterly hopeless spectacle."

Cyril, who had been working on something else nearby, declared this in a stern tone.

Monica could only shrink in on herself, unable to say anything in reply...