Carlisle stood before the completed snow sculpture, nodding with satisfaction. The surrounding villagers continuously exclaimed in admiration, pointing and gesturing at his meticulously carved work.
"The craftsmanship is truly exquisite!"
"Every detail is perfect..."
"As expected of a Knight!"
As someone who could perfectly control his strength, every part of Carlisle's snow sculpture had been carefully polished. Even the smallest textures were clearly visible. He was confident that he would achieve a good result in the competition Subaru was hosting.
"Alright, now that it is finished, let me go take a look around."
Carlisle brushed the snow from his hands and prepared to look at the other snow sculptures.
"Carlisle, over here! Over here!"
Rem's voice came from nearby.
Carlisle followed the sound and saw Rem and Ram standing side by side, with a humanoid snow sculpture behind them that was covered with a white cloth.
"This is Rem and Sister's greatest masterpiece, completed together!"
Rem clasped her hands in front of her skirt, her eyes sparkling.
Ram crossed her arms and proudly raised her head.
"We poured all our care into this. Carlisle, you will surely be surprised."
"Is that so? I am truly looking forward to it."
"Then... behold!"
Rem and Ram simultaneously grabbed the white cloth and pulled it away.
The covered snow sculpture finally revealed its true form.
The gentle smile on Carlisle's face instantly froze, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. A chill ran from his spine to the top of his head, because the snow sculpture in front of him was simply too bizarre.
It had to be said that the sisters' craftsmanship was indeed excellent.
Every detail of the sculpture was lifelike. The facial features were distinct, the folds of the clothing were natural, and even the curves of the hair had been carved perfectly. But it was precisely this level of detail that made the scene before him even more disturbing.
What kind of strange combination was this?
The face of the humanoid snow sculpture resembled him by about eighty percent. The remaining twenty percent had slightly upturned eyes and lips twisted into a strange smile that clearly carried Roswaal's shadow.
The most fatal part was the outfit.
The snow sculpture was dressed in a perfectly replicated clown suit that was identical to Roswaal's. The sculpture glittered under the sunlight as if it were mocking him.
"How is it? How is it? You can praise Rem properly, you know."
Rem stepped forward, her blue eyes shining with anticipation, completely unaware of Carlisle's increasingly stiff expression.
Carlisle's brain raced at lightning speed. He had fallen into an unprecedented dilemma.
Option A. Praise it against his will.
"You did very well."
But he really did not want to admit that this bizarre snow sculpture wearing a clown suit was supposed to be him.
Option B. Give an honest evaluation.
Disgusting. Bizarre.
But looking at Rem's expectant face, he could not bring himself to say it.
Decision time. 0.5 seconds.
Carlisle decisively turned around. His walking speed was at least thirty percent faster than usual.
"Eh? Where are you going? Aren't you going to evaluate it?"
Rem's voice came from behind him.
"This is Rem's work, based on your appearance and combined with the characteristics of Roswaal that Sister requested..."
"Sorry. I suddenly remembered that my snow sculpture is missing something."
Carlisle's pace quickened even further.
At this moment, this usually calm and composed Knight made a rare decision in his life.
He fled without looking back.
Ram tilted her head.
"Hmm... perhaps Carlisle saw how well our snow sculpture was made and wants to return to modify his own."
"Is that so... Ah, Subaru, over here. Rem and Sister's snow sculpture is finished."
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"Are you kidding me?! Three points?!"
Ram's pink hair almost stood on end.
"Subaru, are you abusing your authority as a judge?"
"Three points is already me being merciful!"
Subaru refused to back down.
"Those points are entirely for the craftsmanship! If I spoke my true feelings..."
Her finger trembled with anger as she pointed at the snow sculpture.
"This evil creation that blasphemes the most beautiful image of a blue haired young man in the world should be smashed on the spot!"
"Huh? Blasphemy? You are clearly holding a grudge."
Ram narrowed her eyes.
"I only spoke a few harsh words before. I did not expect you to be such a person, Subaru."
"Who cares!"
Subaru stomped her foot angrily.
"How could Carlisle wear such a tacky clown suit! And he would never show such a perverted old man's expression!"
Rem stood quietly to the side, looking a little dejected.
"But... I carefully made it according to Sister's request..."
"Oh my, oh my. How youthful."
Roswaal walked over gracefully, his elaborate robe brushing across the snow. But the moment he saw the sculpture, the perpetual smile on his face disappeared, and a rare cold glint appeared in his heterochromatic eyes.
"Roswaal-sama!"
Ram immediately turned around.
"Please give an objective evaluation of this work."
"One point."
Roswaal spoke calmly.
"For the quality of the snow."
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