My older sister is a villainous rich girl

In a flash, Bobby kicked its head into the air, shattering it into pieces.

Like a firework bursting into bloom.

As the flying dust fell, it automatically transformed into specks of light, returning to ordinary magical elements and disappearing.

The visual impact is absolutely stunning.

"Wow--"

The ugly monster kept tearing off parts of its body and throwing them to Bobby, who would then smash them into fireworks in the same way.

In the end, the monster had no head, no limbs, and was just a rectangular clod of earth.

Bobby walked over step by step, opened his arms, and hugged the monster.

The audience was once again stunned by Poppy's unexpected move.

In Bobby's embrace, the rectangular clod of earth suddenly crumbled, sending dust flying everywhere.

When the smoke cleared, what Bobby was holding was revealed to everyone.

It's an adorable sunflower sculpted from clay, and it even comes with its own flowerpot.

Bobby leaped down, landing steadily on the ground, and placed the potted plant in the first row of the viewing area.

Then, it returned to the platform, sat down, rolled up the tarpaulin, and covered its massive body once again.

The performance has ended.

"Waaaaah... Poppy..."

The children were deeply moved and didn't want to leave even after the first performance had ended.

They lingered outside the crafts section's booth, hoping to see Bobby one more time.

The members of the craft club took this opportunity to distribute small gifts they had prepared in advance and encouraged them to go back and bring other friends and classmates to come and see.

"Phew~ Why are most of them kids?"

After finally persuading the lingering audience to leave, Minister Meimei painfully pounded her shoulder and sat down to rest for a while.

She usually hates dealing with children; seeing them makes her feel exhausted.

Although the little ones didn't deliberately cause trouble today, their constant chattering and shouting out of excitement was indeed a form of mental torture.

"Don't underestimate them! We're mainly relying on these kids to get the votes we need this time."

Chris added, "Or rather... it's thanks to these people who still have a childlike heart."

Wayne lifted a corner of the tarpaulin and stepped out.

His complexion was normal, showing no signs of having just expended a great deal of magic power.

"I never imagined that Wayne's magic was so powerful..."

Eve seems to have completely changed her perception of Wayne.

“It’s so great to have magic. I haven’t awakened my magic power yet,” the minister said, resting his chin on his hand. “Sometimes I think about what I would do if I never had any magic power in my life, and that makes me very uneasy.”

"Don't worry, most people don't awaken until they're ten years old," Sophia comforted them.

Molly sat to Chris's left and Eve to her right, the two of them like guardians, firmly sandwiching Chris between the seats.

So Wayne had no choice but to stand and talk.

"By the way, President Sophia, don't you need to manage the activities of the Lily Society?"

Sophia smiled, "His Highness is over there, so there's no need to worry."

...So this is what kind of president you are.

"This is also my last time participating in the school council. I think I should do what I really want to do, at least in the last little time before graduation," she said. "Next semester, I will step down, and the Lily Society will hold a new internal election. Is Chris interested in the position of president of the Lily Society?"

"forget it."

Chris wasn't interested. "I don't want to be jealous and compete with others at the Lily Club."

Wayne blinked; that was a very pointed remark.

Apart from the scheduled performance time, they don't need to stay in one place the whole time, and the intermission is enough time to visit other exhibits.

"Oh, right, I met Bel Emma before, that little girl with white hair."

Wayne told Chris, "She said she'd come to find you as soon as she finished her drama club activities. Have you seen her?"

"Probably not," Chris said, unsure.

"Why don't we go directly to the drama club to find her? Maybe Bell's activities haven't ended yet." As she spoke, she looked at Wayne mischievously, "Didn't you say you were very interested in the drama club and wanted to join?"

Wayne immediately patted his chest and said, "My loyalty to the Handicraft Department is absolutely unwavering!"

"Wouldn't it be more convincing to say that you at least withdraw the orchestra first?"

Chris gave her a look that said, "Who are you trying to fool?"

Chapter 58 Protagonist and Supporting Characters

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 about to start, aren't you sure you don't want to go watch it?"

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 understanding of craftsmanship, there is no chance of winning.”

“I know that every member of the orchestra has put in a lot of effort to practice every week so that they can stand out from all the other clubs.”

"But I used unconventional methods, which rendered their orchestra's previous advantages useless... Isn't that despicable of me?"

Wayne was taken aback by her words and 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 enter first grade?"

After giving a fascinating 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 fell instantly, and she said with tears welling up in her eyes, "I...I was standing in the grove behind."

"Wayne," Chris called out to him with a hint of reproach, 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 little, 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 is 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. Bobby 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 said, "Supporting roles are fine too... If I could choose, I'd like 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.

"Sama Kareira!"

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 very quickly, "And the most crucial point is that Wayne Winche may have used extremely powerful magic!"