Suzune Horikita's plan was destined to fail. As one of the candidates competing with Honami Ichinose for the Student Council President position, faced with a choice between the class and Manabu Horikita, she ultimately chose her brother.
Since the position of Student Council President could not be left vacant, Ichinose and Horikita discussed the matter and decided to rotate the duty, taking turns one day at a time.
Today, it was Horikita's turn on duty.
"President Horikita, these are the recent documents."
After brewing a cup of green tea for Horikita, Akane Tachibana handed over the files regarding various events, big and small, that had occurred in the school recently.
"Thank you, Tachibana-senpai," Horikita said politely as she accepted the documents from Tachibana.
Under the suppression of harsh reality, Horikita had finally learned the courtesy she should show to others.
"You're welcome."
Hearing Horikita call her "Tachibana-senpai" filled Tachibana with joy. Her little sister-in-law had finally made progress—it hadn't been easy.
Tachibana, hopelessly lovesick, had clearly started to treat Horikita as a stand-in for Manabu. While Ichinose had already built strong relationships with everyone in the Student Council, Tachibana was much more partial to Horikita.
As Manabu's younger sister, Tachibana believed that after undergoing growth, Horikita would definitely become as excellent as Manabu.
Horikita opened the documents in her hands and immediately frowned as she began to read.
The attempted peeping incident involving Class 1-D was still causing a stir. The main culprits—Haruki Yamauchi, Kanji Ike, and others—were being shunned by students from all grades.
Yamauchi, whose last shred of dignity had been destroyed by Ren Katsuragi, had locked himself in his private dorm room and hadn't come to class for a week. He hadn't even requested leave from Sae Chabashira.
Horikita stared at the documents in confusion.
Seeing this, a question mark rose above Horikita's head.
Horikita could understand Yamauchi's confidence being shattered and him withdrawing from others. She could also see why he might take a week off to recover mentally.
But in reality, Yamauchi hadn't even requested leave—he'd simply skipped class for an entire week.
Horikita was at a loss.
What kind of people are these? she wondered.
She continued reading.
Ken Sudo, who was involved as an accomplice, was expelled from the basketball club for his part in the disgraceful peeping incident and told never to return. The basketball club president also warned the other members, right in front of Sudo, that they were not to play basketball with him ever again.
Sudo, who had a fiery temper and considered basketball his life, felt publicly humiliated and got into a fight with the basketball club. Outnumbered, he was beaten and thrown out of the club area.
After beating Sudo, the basketball club president actively stepped forward to take responsibility.
Because video footage showed Sudo starting the fight and the club members only defending themselves, the school fined the others a small number of private points, and the incident was left unresolved.
Sudo, having been beaten for nothing, was openly gossiped about by students on his way home. That was the final straw.
Overcome by rage, Sudo stormed into Ike's dorm room and beat up Ike, blaming him for dragging him into this mess.
Given that neither of them reported it to the Student Council for judgment, the Student Council didn't meddle. They simply raised the level of attention on the two of them once again.
The statement made by Class C in the first semester about Sudo having anger issues was also confirmed.
It was safe to say that Class D had no hope of being promoted.
So tired...
Horikita set the documents aside and rubbed the spot between her eyebrows, which throbbed with pain. She looked a little melancholy.
Using her authority as Student Council President, Horikita had looked through the history of previous Class 1-D groups, but none of them were as absurd as her own.
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Fuka Kiryuin signed an electronic contract on her phone, her eyes curving with a smile.
Coming over to Horikita's seat and sitting down, Kiryuin looked with eyes full of curiosity at Ichinose, who was happily eating breakfast.
As soon as Ichinose entered the Student Council door this morning, Kiryuin noticed something was off about her.
Her walking posture was clearly unnatural, and there was even a bite mark on her face... It could be said that only Ichinose could be this dedicated; if it were anyone else experiencing this, they would have taken a leave of absence long ago.
"Honami-chan, did you give it up?"
Kiryuin glanced around sneakily. Finding that no one was looking in their direction, she teased Ichinose in a low voice.
Ichinose buried her head in her bento box, trying her best to hide herself.
Kiryuin had the wrong idea; Ichinose had only noticed the bite mark from Ren on her face after arriving at the Student Council.
If I had known... I would have taken the day off.
"Kiryuin-senpai, I don't know what you're talking about..."
Ichinose put on an air of "I have no idea what you mean, Kiryuin-senpai."
"Then let me rephrase. How was the taste of my Ren?"
"Huh?"
Ichinose looked at Kiryuin in shock, her brain spinning wildly. She really didn't know about the relationship between Ren and Kiryuin.
Seeing this, Kiryuin began to explain it to Ichinose.
Being eaten by Ren meant that Ichinose couldn't run away.
Naturally, Kiryuin would clarify her relationship with Ren for Ichinose.
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"Ayanokouji-kun, may I ask what you want with me?"
Taking a sip of hot tea, Arisu Sakayanagi put down her teacup and looked with interest at Kiyotaka Ayanokouji, who sat opposite her and had actively requested to meet.
Sitting beside Sakayanagi, Masumi Kamuro dug out a spoonful of cake from the piece in front of her with a small spoon. Just as she was about to put it into her mouth—
"My, my, Masumi~ I told you, I get to eat the first bite."
Kamuro felt a bit helpless. Reluctantly, she fed the first bite of the small cake into Sakayanagi's mouth.
Although she didn't know what was up with Sakayanagi recently, Kamuro actually quite liked this current version of her.
It was much better than the damn loli from before who ordered her around whenever something happened.
Eating the small cake Kamuro fed her, Sakayanagi turned her gaze back to Ayanokouji, waiting for the boy's answer.
After spending time with Ren, Sakayanagi discovered that compared to finding and defeating geniuses, peacefully enjoying life was the true joy of living.
Sakayanagi's obsession with Ayanokouji had completely disappeared.
The White Room's most outstanding genius? What did that have to do with her?
She was a genius too, yet she was still pinned to the ground and beaten by Ren.
Pitiful for having no emotions since childhood? What did that have to do with her?
She had congenital heart disease that prevented her from doing intense exercise—wasn't she pitiful too?
After the filter completely shattered, Sakayanagi only felt that she seemed even more miserable than Ayanokouji.
Drop the complex of saving others; respect the fates of others.
Sakayanagi felt that her past self, who was always thinking about Ayanokouji, was simply foolish to the core.
"Sakayanagi, do you want to cooperate for this special exam?"
Ayanokouji was somewhat surprised by Sakayanagi's behavior at this moment, but this didn't affect his purpose for coming here.
Ayanokouji was very clear about Sakayanagi's obsession with him since the school opened, and he had been frantically refusing the challenges she issued.
First, he wanted to hide and live the life of an ordinary student, not wanting to expose his true strength because of this. Second, it was to stimulate Sakayanagi's competitiveness—what one cannot get is always the best.
This made it more convenient for Ayanokouji to wear Sakayanagi down, turning this love-brained girl into his next tool.
But seeing Sakayanagi like this now...
Ayanokouji felt that his plan seemed to have deviated a little.
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