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Ivy had to be practically dragged onto the stage; she was so stunned by the result and didn't want to appear in front of such a large audience in her new form again. So, after receiving her prize (a voucher for custom-made weapons), she quickly disappeared from view. Mana followed her example, much to the disappointment of the audience, as she came on stage in her academic uniform. After that, she leaves and appears at the "Hopeless!" shop, interrupting the conversation between the owner and Levisia.
"Mr. Laurin!" she said, placing her hands on her hips and glaring at the man. "You promised that I would definitely win in this outfit!"
"Well, uh..." he said, scratching his head guiltily, unable to find the right words to encourage the student. "Second place is not bad either..."
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"Well, I don't know... She teaches us various arts, horseback riding, and all sorts of aristocratic things. At first, she seemed a bit naive, given her background, and I didn't have much respect for her, but that changed over time. It turned out that she behaves this way mainly towards students, but when the time comes, she can show firmness and determination. And now, while I'm president, I have to do many different difficult things, and she is always willing to help me with everything. Without her, I would probably already be in my grave, and the school would fall apart brick by brick. What else?... Oh, yes, she's not married yet."
"That's good," Yumiko said, ignoring the appearance of the "no longer a bunny," and continued talking to Futaba as if nothing had happened. "So, you think it's possible to, you know, do something about it?"