|Writer: 結城由乃 (Yuuki Yoshino)||Requirement: Intimacy Level 15|
|Season: Spring (春)||Location: In front of the Fountain|
Is this perhaps the first time you’re seeing me in this outfit, Tenkousei-chan?
I look like a Prince? Thank you. I’m also quite fond of this outfit, so hearing that makes me happy.
But you know…… Meeting you here like this—it must be the work of fate.
Truthfully, I had thought I would meet with you like this much sooner.
For better or worse, your existence has brought about reform in this Academy.
Well now, why don’t we leave this formal conversation here?
You’ve only just transferred in, after all—the number of things you know about this Academy are few and far between.
Because without comprehending the state of affairs, I have no motive to vainly toy with you, you see.
Shall I begin by explaining the reason for this outfit? Our “Unit” is named “Fine”.
I’m sure you can tell just from looking at the design, but the imagery is based off of Angels.
The Leader role is played by yours truly—I am the Student Council President after all.
Everyone else in the “Unit” are wonderful people.
If I were not a member of “Fine”, there is a possibility that I would have been the Leader for another “Unit”. My abilities do excel to that extent.
However, there is no originality to that. A beauty that has reached completion can only further evolve, for there is no turning back.
In other words, that is the truth of all.
He who stands at the top of the world shall be devoted to bringing harmony—and not disorder—to the people from this point onwards.
That in itself is a kind of stalemate—a life lived in peace is one where a person’s will to fight is robbed from them. If that is the case, then I do not desire such advancement.
People will, on occasion, be taken with the beauty of incompleteness. It is because there is room for improvement that it allows for those bathed in light to exist.
It may be that I am seeking that quality in you, who knows.
I wonder if the conversation has gone on for too long again. It appears that by being with you—I can’t help but talk endlessly.
As an apology, perhaps you could ask me to fulfil whatever desire you wish?
If it is within my power, then I don’t mind listening to it.
…… There’s nothing in particular? How distressing. Even I am struggling to come up with something to offer you.
Come to think of it, you did say that I looked like a Prince, no?
Well then, shall we dance to one song? You need not worry—I have experience in social dancing, so do relax.
Then—may I have this dance, my princess?