The only thing left to judge in the Best Couple Contest was the confession. Unlike the previous judging, which was based on the number of correct answers to quizzes and the ranking of the couples’ three leg race, the confessions were judged by the volume of applause from the audience.
I was waiting for my turn while listening to the other couples’ confessions backstage, but they were confessing with lines that made me embarrassed to hear.
“So what’s your plan this time?”
“I’m going to set it up as if I’m the one confessing, so Takuma can just go along with it as he sees fit.”
I see. When you hear the word “confession,” the image of a boy confessing his feelings to a girl is very strong. However, the reverse pattern of changing from a girl to a boy should also be possible.
“Okay, let’s go with that.”
“Yeah, I’m in your care.”
A little while later, it was finally our turn. By the way, all the other couples were confessing from the boys, so there was no pattern of confession from the girls so far.
We stood on the stage and, urged on by the host, began to reenact a completely made-up confession that we had never made or received before.
“Takuma, I’m sorry for calling you out here so suddenly.”
“Alice, what’s wrong?”
“Actually, I have something important to tell you.”
“Something important?”
I say those lines along with Alice. Perhaps this will be confessed to later. Thinking of this, Alice blushed and opened her mouth with a grin.
“I wanted you to marry me when you graduate from high school.”
“.. wait a minute, what did you just say?”
The unexpected words come out and I involuntarily go back to the bare bones. I’m not at all like what I heard earlier. The audience was also quite disturbed.
“I can understand why Takuma might be confused. We’re not dating yet.”
“T-That’s right. You’re talking a little too much, aren’t you?”
“That is why you should go out with me on the assumption that we will get married. And if Takuma really thinks it’s okay for us to get married, then I want you to propose to me again.”
“Umm…”
I don’t know how to answer, so I’m at a loss for words. Even though it’s a play, if I accept the confession, Alice and I will be dating with the intention of getting married.
Furthermore, considering that the information that I proposed to Alice is being spread around the school, if I accept the confession, I will have to get married as soon as I graduate from high school.
However, since I am playing the confession, I can’t not accept it. And if I don’t accept his confession, it will be a disaster. Isn’t this a complete dead end?
“Takuma, if you don’t accept my confession, we won’t be able to finish the play anytime soon.”
Alice spoke to me in a voice so small that it didn’t fit into the microphone, and she had the most ecstatic expression I’ve ever seen on her face. Yeah, a completely convinced person.
“…… okay, I’ll be in your care from now on.”
“Yeah, don’t cheat on me. …… That’s all for now, I’m going to end the play.”
The moment Alice finished saying that, the audience applauded loudly. The audience seemed to like the confession, which was a sudden development in many ways.
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“They said we were the best couple on school.”
“That’s what you’d expect, since we came first in the quiz, the three-legged race, and the confession contest.”
“Me and Takuma are a perfect match, aren’t we?”
“I guess so.”
The best couple contest ended with us winning. As a result, Alice has been in a good mood ever since. On the other hand, I couldn’t stop feeling confused.
To be honest, it doesn’t really matter that the situation has been completely filled and I have no choice but to marry Alice.
Frankly speaking, I knew this was going to happen eventually when Alice locked on to me. What I’m more concerned about is the fact that Alice knew a lot of information about me during the quiz that she would never have known.
“Hey, How did Alice know what I wanted to be when I was in elementary school?”
“Oh, that’s because mother in law told me.”
“That’s a lie, because I’ve never told anyone about it, including my mother and father.”
Yes, I am the only one in the world who knows that my dream in elementary school was to be a manga artist. It’s impossible for Alice to know that.
“I see…I was a little bit vague.”
“Can you tell me what’s going on?”
“Well, I’ve been thinking about telling Takuma some things I’ve been keeping from him, so this might be a good time to do it.”
Alice has been a mystery to me for a long time now, but it seems that she is finally ready to talk.
“The only thing is, it’s a little hard to talk here, so why don’t we go to our classroom? I don’t think there’s anyone here at this time.”
“Okay, I’ll do that.”
We started walking to our classroom. The school festival is coming to an end, so there are not many people around.
After a few minutes of walking in silence, we arrived at the classroom. As expected, there was no one in the classroom. The classroom, dyed orange by the setting sun, had a somewhat lonely atmosphere.
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