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Beata made every effort to maintain a serious expression while introducing herself, and only burst out laughing after she left the stage. Although the dress was quite unusual, it still looked stylish and formal enough for her to happily use it for the competition, and the text she wrote with Guion showed her relatively feminine side. Overall, she was satisfied.
After watching all the other participants and maintaining a perfect poker face during Enio's performance ("Does Christophe know she doesn't have a boyfriend, lol?"), she changed back into her usual outfit and dragged Guion towards the square.
- Let's go to the tournament.
- Well...
- Yes, everything will be fine.
- I know what your "fine" means...
- Come on, come on. Everyone is running, and we will run too.
- I feel bad...
- Now, now, - Beata slapped Guion on the mouth and wagged her finger. - Don't jinx it.
- 😩
The couple wanders around, preparing to enter the tournament.