My older sister is a villainous rich girl.

Although you are free to move around during your rest time, it is still necessary to have someone stationed at the exhibition site.

Sophia and Minister Meme had already slipped away, while Wayne said he was going to accompany Chris to the drama department. Therefore, Molly and Eve had no choice but to stay behind and keep Bobby company, despite everyone's high hopes.

"The orchestral program is starting soon, aren't you going to check it out?"

On the way to the drama department's exhibition booth, Wayne asked, seemingly casually.

Well... he just wanted to gather intelligence, definitely not because he was curious about the strength of the orchestra, which had won the championship for three consecutive years.

Although he joined the orchestra, he truly became a ghost member, just as Kareem had said at the beginning.

The plan to fleece the rich woman was temporarily shelved due to the escalating conflict between her and Chris.

Thinking about it, it's still a bit of a regret.

"I won't go."

Chris walked along, squeezing the Bobby doll in her hand.

"Once you see it, you can feel how much effort those people put into their community," she said softly.

"Isn't it good to know the other party's strength?" Wayne was a little confused.

Chris let out a long sigh.

"Under normal circumstances, with such a shallow foundation in craftsmanship, there is no chance of winning."

"I know that every member of the orchestra puts in a lot of effort to practice every week, which is why they stand out among all the clubs."

"But I used unconventional methods, rendering their orchestral ensemble's previous advantages useless... Isn't that despicable of me?"

Wayne hadn't expected her to say that, and for a moment he didn't know how to comfort her.

For the protagonist, isn't breaking the rules a matter of course?

"but--"

In just a moment, Chris's expression brightened again.

"But this time, I am the victor!"

"Hmph... Strategy and luck are also part of strength. If you can keep winning just because you have a temporary lead, then wouldn't I be able to stay number one in the whole school forever just by getting first place when I entered first grade?"

After giving a peculiar example, she said with a hint of smugness, "Of course, the orchestra is also excellent, just not as excellent as me."

Okay, okay, you're the best.

When I arrived at the drama club, the activities there were just beginning.

After watching a clichéd story of a prince and princess falling in love and getting married, Belle ran out, panting heavily.

"Whew~Whew~ Sister Chris! Thank you for coming to see my performance!"

She smiled sweetly, revealing her adorable little front teeth.

Wayne asked in surprise, "What? You were performing just now?"

Little Bell's face instantly fell, and she said with tears welling up in her eyes, "I...I was standing in the grove behind."

"Wayne," Chris called out to him reproachfully, telling him not to bully the child.

Then he turned around and gently stroked her little head: "It's okay, it's okay. You're still very young now, but you'll gradually become an important person in the future~"

The little girl glanced at Wayne furtively and gave a pitiful "hmm".

"Look, what's this?"

Chris took Little Bobby out of her pocket and shook it gently.

"It's Poppy!" Bell exclaimed in surprise.

"Yes, isn't it cute?"

"cute!"

"Then I'll give it to you. Poppy brings good luck, you know?"

Chris was very good at coaxing children, and Belle stopped crying and started laughing in the blink of an eye.

As a lower-grade student, you generally don't get assigned important roles; that's a privilege reserved for upper-grade seniors.

Therefore, all they have to choose from are these numerous extras whose faces might not even be shown. In the next round, the green trees will naturally be replaced by other lower-grade students, giving the younger generation the maximum opportunity to play.

"I feel like I've suddenly lost interest in the drama club."

Upon hearing Bell's explanation, Wayne exclaimed in admiration.

From the audience's perspective, they don't feel that the amount of screen time given to different characters on stage will cause any problems.

A complete story has protagonists, supporting characters, extras, and changes in strength; all of this is perfectly natural.

But from the actor's perspective—

Everyone wants to be the lead, and nobody wants to be a supporting actor.

Wayne felt that being a supporting character in an otome anime was already hard enough, and she really didn't want to add more work to her workload.

Chris replied, "Supporting roles are fine too... If I could choose, I'd want to be an insignificant supporting character."

Ah, the protagonist's Versailles quote.

It's heartbreaking.

"But compared to supporting roles, it's definitely more comfortable for the audience," she suddenly laughed.

"I just want to stand aside and watch other people's stories; I don't want anyone to see my story."

Wayne paused slightly, his expression momentarily taken aback.

……

Gorley Edgeworth hasn't been having a very pleasant time lately.

Especially when his lackeys kept reporting on Chris's situation to him.

"Kalei-sama!"

Yuna appeared backstage at the orchestral ensemble with a look of anxiety on her face.

Due to the nature of their instruments, orchestral performances can only achieve good results indoors, so their booth is located in the only concert hall in the elementary school.

Whether in terms of financial investment or cultural accumulation, she was confident that the orchestral section could never lose to the handcrafted section.

The orchestra was founded a century ago by a world-class musician who graduated from Seiki Academy, embodying the purest dreams and pursuits of music.

Unlike the craft club, which is a superficial group that was formed on a whim just for fun.

In fact, the orchestra's preparations for this event were unprecedentedly thorough. Those who performed poorly in the club's regular training didn't even get a chance to go on stage and could only serve as substitutes, listening to the thunderous applause from the audience outside.

However, this sense of certainty is now crumbling.

"What's wrong now?"

Her hands were clasped tightly together on the table, and her back was ramrod straight.

"According to my latest intelligence, the craft club's performance was a great success! They had an overwhelming advantage, especially among the younger students."

Yuna reported rapidly, "And most importantly, Wayne Winche may very well have used extremely powerful magic!"

After hearing Yuna's account, Ge Li closed his eyes.

"...You can leave now."

"Lord Gele!? We still have time to cause trouble! As long as we destroy that Bobby doll before the next match starts, they definitely won't be able to..."

"Idiot!" Ge Li interrupted her angrily. "Do you think we're the only ones causing trouble?!"

Yuna's words came to an abrupt halt.

Ge Li took a deep breath and tried to calm his tone.

"You can leave now."

I need some peace and quiet.