The next day…0

“I’m going to give it a try,” Cliffman told me.0

He seemed to have spent the entire day contemplating before finally making up his mind. 0

However, he still hesitated a long while over the Mister Temple application form. He couldn’t decide whether to fill it out or not.0

Harriet and Ellen seemed to have already submitted their application forms. I wondered if they knew about each other’s decisions to enter the tournament and Miss Temple respectively.0

“Just close your eyes and write it down.”0

“It’s just… When I try to write, I get nauseous…”0

We were in the dormitory lobby. Cliffman was frozen in front of a single sheet of paper, and I was urging him to just fill it out if he had made up his mind. 0

Deciding to do it was easy, but filling out the application form was another matter. We had been stuck there for quite a while when Riana de Granz walked over to us.0

“What are you guys doing? You’ve been racking your brains for a while now.”0

Cliffman stammered as Riana suddenly spoke to him. “U-Uh, w-well, it’s… it’s…” 0

He was particularly weak against people who approached him directly. He was like that with Ellen too, and although her approach was different, Riana was also the straightforward type.0

Riana did not really distinguish between people she was close to and those she wasn’t. She talked to everyone without reservation and treated them the same way.0

Since Cliffman was all flustered...0