After having lunch with the chairman, I consulted about Ayabe-senpai in the newspaper club.
“…that’s how it happened.”
And after hearing all my explanations, the president asked with a serious expression.
“Are we going to cut the budget for the newspaper department with the authority of the student council?”
“yes?”
I opened my eyes wide involuntarily at the reaction I had never expected.
But the president’s words did not end there.
“I don’t think it would be a bad idea to just get rid of the newspaper department. Since there aren’t many students who dare to read paper newspapers in the media age anyway, it wouldn’t be a bad idea to organize them.”
“No, no, it’s fine.”
I waved my hands and stopped the president like that.
“I was just making a personal complaint, and I didn’t expect the president to take such action.”
Then the president was silent for a while, then looked at him and asked.
“If it’s too much of a burden for a case to get too big, we can handle it quietly.”
“Yes? No, no, no, no. Are you really okay?”
“Fufu, I’m joking.”
Confused, I began to speak quickly, and the president said so and winked playfully.
“I also decided to stop wielding power as the student council president. My term of office was short anyway.”
“Then I’m glad…”
It didn’t sound like a joke at all when the president, who usually seldom jokes, said something like this.
“Now that I think about it, there are really only a few months left. The president’s graduation.”
Unlike high schools in Korea, graduation ceremonies in Japan are generally held in March.
The reason is that there are three semesters briefly between winter break and spring break.
So, in general, the work of the former president ends with the second semester, and the new student council president creates a new system from the third semester.
In the case of the president, he had more achievements than previous student council presidents, especially since he served as the student council president for both the second and third years.
Although it is called by the nickname of the Dark Student Council, it has received overwhelming support from the students.
So, as the secretary, I knew how sincere the president was to this school.
“Yes. I have made quite a few memories at this school. Personally, I have no regrets about choosing this place.”
The president said so, and drank the tea with an elegant gesture.
“More than that… you haven’t forgotten the promise you made last time, have you?”
Whoops!
“Keuk-heuk! Kek! Kuk-heuk!”
“it’s okay?!”
I took the tissue the president gave me in bewilderment and wiped away the spilled tea.
Then, after he barely stopped coughing, he nodded and answered.
“Yes. I haven’t forgotten. How can I forget? The promise we made in that atmosphere.”
Then, the president blushed slightly as if he remembered what happened during summer vacation, and then averted his gaze from me.
“Then that’s good. I’m looking forward to a positive response.”
“…All right.”
The atmosphere quickly became awkward.
It feels like a peaceful tea party has become a cushion of thorns in an instant.
I got up after glancing at the vice president who was still playing the game.
“Then I’ll just go.”
“Already? There’s still some time left before the 5th period begins.”
“I’m going to go to the newspaper club I mentioned earlier. There, I’m going to ask a senior named Ayabe why he followed me there.”
“Okay. If you need help, feel free to tell me. What I said earlier was a joke, but it can be serious.”
No, it’s really scary when the president says things like that… ?
I muttered to myself, and told Minami and the vice president who were standing next to me that I was going to stop.
“Then I’ll see you in the afterlife tomorrow.”
“Yes, Chairman.”
Tickle!
So, the door to the student council room closed, and I was left standing alone in the hallway, and I moved to the poor room of the newspaper department.
***
Hanami Yuzuko is a member of the newspaper club at Ichijo Academy.
As a freshman who has been entering the school for half a year, he chose the newspaper club again for secondary activities in high school because of his experience working in the newspaper club in middle school.
There were a total of 7 members of the Ichijo Gakuen Newspaper Club, consisting of 2 3rd graders, 3 2nd graders, and 2 1st graders including her.
The third year is graduating soon, and from the second semester onwards, it is very rare that they come out for extra activities due to center exams, so it is Takagi, a senior in the second year, who holds the real power of the newspaper club.
Compared to the 3rd graders who were passionate about extracurricular activities, the three 2nd graders, including Takagi-senpai, just came in just to pass the time.
To be honest, I felt that participating in the sub-activity itself was a waste of time, so I was seriously thinking about looking for another club next year.
And today.
A man came to the newspaper department with a relaxed atmosphere.
Druck!
“Is this the newspaper department?”
The moment the door opened, a heavy bass sound was heard.
The veins were twitching like a dragon on the thick forearm, which felt as if a beautiful log had been attached as it is.
“Uh huh?”
He was so tall that, in the case of Yuzuko, who was 154 cm tall, he had to step back a few steps to get his face in his eyes.
Its majestic appearance is like Gulliver visiting Soinguk.
And Yuzuko, a member of the newspaper, knew the man’s name.
‘Kim Yoo-seong (kim ユソン)’
say,
‘The best school’
‘Chairman’s Blade’
‘Black Devil’
I don’t know who coined it, but all of them are terrifying nicknames.
“Who is Ayabe?”
“Yes? Oh, is it Ayabe-senpai?”
Takagi-senpai answers Kim Yoo-sung’s question with a trembling voice.
She always pretended to be strong in front of her members, but no matter how much she was, she had no choice but to withdraw in front of this man.
It is understood at the genetic level.
That the man in front of you was born just to rule.
🥺♥ 🥺♥
Yuzuko felt her stomach rumble with her instinctive fear, and held her breath as she listened to the short conversation between the two of them.
“If it’s a senior, you didn’t come today. Since you’re in 3rd grade, you don’t come to the office very often.”
“is it.”
“Has your senior ever done something you hate to the student council?”
“…I just wanted to ask you something personally. I have no intention of giving you any disadvantage, so don’t worry.”
After saying that, Yoosung Kim quietly closed the door and left with a single word, “Excuse me.”
“Whoa~”
Immediately after, Yuzuko exhaled the breath she had been holding back.
Because of the tension, it seems that I forgot to even breathe without realizing it.
The other members around her were breathing late, just like her.
Just being in the same space gives you this kind of tension, are the rumors circulating in the academy not false?
When the extreme tension was relieved, Yuzuko, who wanted to go to the bathroom, quietly raised her hand.
“Chief, can I go to the bathroom for a while?”
Then, Takagi-senpai, who stood blankly for a while with a sucked expression on his face, answered her question one beat later.
“Huh? Ugh. Yeah. No, let’s go together.”
When the two of them said they were going to the bathroom, the other newspaper members who had been looking at each other raised their hands one by one.
“me too.”
“I’ll go too.”
Eventually, the newspaper members went to the bathroom as a group.
***
“Written, I was foolish.”
Of course, I thought it was going to be in the insolvency, but it probably won’t be there.
It was too late to go to the 3rd grade classroom now, so I decided to make an appointment for the next one.
To return to the classroom before the 5th period begins, cross the bridge from the annex to the main building.
“yes?”
But I must say I was lucky.
The Ayabe-senpai I was looking for was walking right in front of me.
Her gaze was fixed on the camera in her hand, so it was as if she had not yet realized my existence.
So I approached him cautiously and spoke to him.
“I’m Ayabe-senpai, right?”
“Yes?”
Then Ayabe-senpai, who raised his head belatedly, made eye contact with me, and he hardened like a stone statue, then turned his back and started running.
“Wait!”
I hurriedly followed Ayabe-senpai like that.
Although the distance was quite wide, my body specs have long surpassed those of ordinary people.
The distance between the two quickly narrowed.
“Let’s just talk!”
“I can’t hear it! I can’t hear it! I can’t hear it!”
However, maybe he has no intention of stopping at all, Ayabe-senpai covers his ears and runs away steadfastly.
Since this happened, I had no choice but to catch up and catch up.
As I speeded up a little more, Ayabe-senpai, who glanced back, was startled, and jumped down the stairs next to it three steps at a time.
“Oh!”
Then, perhaps with a sprained foot, the body suddenly leans forward.
It could lead to a serious accident if done wrong, so I clenched my teeth and flew away.
Woodang Tang!
“Ugh… what the hell is going on?”
Ayabe-senpai, who was safe thanks to my role as a cushion, grabbed his forehead and murmured, wondering if he could not understand the situation.
I, lying under her, said cautiously.
“Senior, would you please stay out of the way?”
“oh!”
As if belatedly realizing that he was sitting on me, the senior blushed and stepped back.
“Oh, I’m sorry. Because of me.”
I got up a beat late and responded.
“It’s okay. It doesn’t even get scratched like this.”
Bulgogi, which had no special advantages except for strengthening the body, is also helpful in this case.
The awkward atmosphere that flows between me and my seniors who are sitting facing each other.
“Well, I’d like to talk to you, would you like some time after school?”
Then, Ayabe-senpai nodded timidly.
“Okay. I’ll go find your class.”
“Then I’ll see you after school.”
Having barely made an appointment with her, I bowed my head and went back to class before the 5th period started.