The class erupted in joyful shouts.
"Yeeeeesss!!!"
The beneficiary of this performance jumped off the table and began to dance, using the shouts as a soundtrack.
As if that weren't enough, he opened his coat and began to scatter flower petals around the frenzied students.
Some climbed onto their friends' backs and joined in the happy song, while others climbed onto the desks and shouted cheerfully. Some climbed onto their friends' backs and joined in the happy song. Some spun around in a flurry of flying confetti and flower petals, singing along to the shouts. Others waved their arms and shouted at the top of their lungs.
Everyone was doing their own thing, but it was clear that no one was left out.
Even the dark-haired girl in the far corner of the classroom nodded her head unconsciously to the beat of the song and hid a smile.
The teacher covered her ears and left the classroom, unwilling to take part in the madness. But when she stepped outside, she found the corridor filled with students running wildly and the song pouring out from every corner.
Unable to bear it, she ran out of that godforsaken place as fast as she could.
"Elion Efistion, you'll pay for this..." She muttered furiously through clenched teeth as she ran away from her students.
...
After the official part of the event ended and the students had calmed down a bit, Elion decided to serve dessert.
Clapping his hands a few times, he said,
"Attention, ladies of our class! As the representative of the men in our group and the chairman and founder of DSFIC.—in this case, without the 'C'—I would like to thank all the women for brightening three dreary years of studies with your vibrant beauty!"
"Ooooh!"
"Exactly!"
"Thank you, girls!"
There was joyful applause and shouts of support for this statement.
Amidst the exclamations, Elion began gliding over to each woman, handing her a flower he had taken from under his coat. Where did he get them?
Cheerfully gliding from lady to lady, he gave each one not only a flower but also a special compliment.
The girls smiled sweetly and giggled, while some blushed.
After going around to everyone, he reached the last lady, and his smile changed to a playful one.
Clara sat with her back turned to him for some unknown reason, expressing dissatisfaction.
Still looking at her cheerfully, Elion began to speak in a flattering tone.
"Ah, Clara-Clara, you know you've always been special to me... For a special girl, a special gift... Isn't that right? Come on, look at me, or you won't see the gift."
"Put it on the table. I'll take it when you leave," Clara said coldly, already accustomed to such words.
"What are you saying? How can you do that? I want to see your surprised eyes and the joy hidden in them." He said in a deliberately cheerful tone.
"Put it on the table..." Clara said, clearly resisting.
"No, no, no, that won't do. If you're so desperate to resist, then I have no choice but to take your pretty little face by forc..." He didn't have time to finish before Clara turned around with a slightly reddened face and squeaked.
"That's it! I've turned around! So give it to me!"
"..."
"W-why are you silent?" She said, shifting awkwardly in her chair.
"Oh, sorry. I was just admiring... Right, the gift. It's a special gift just for Clara... Where did I put it?"
Clara watched with slight anticipation as Elion tapped his clothes, searching for something and ignoring her teasing.
After finding something in his inside pocket, Elion smiled even more broadly and looked at the girl.
The sweet girl with dark hair and eyes watched him with obvious anticipation, no longer trying to hide it.
"Ah, Clara, Clara. Such a waiting gaze full of hope can be embarrassing. You're just like a cute little animal that wants to be fed... But don't worry; I'm sure you'll love my surprise this time."
He took his right hand out of his pocket and pulled out an object, holding it up to Clara.
It was a stone with the face of a girl with dark hair drawn on it, along with the words 'Dummy-Clara' underneath.
"This is my mini-Clara. Please meet her. I hope you get along!" Elion said quickly and deliberately.
Clara looked at the pebble in shock. A second later, her face filled with rage.
The girls in the class giggled, and Clara began to shout in anger:
"I'll get you... Ugh!" But before she could finish her threats, something blocked her view.
A pleasant smell enveloped her, and she opened her eyes in surprise.
A wonderful bouquet of colorful flowers appeared before her eyes. The strange bouquet seemed to embody joy, laughter, happiness, and all the beautiful shades of life.
The girl looked at the creator of this lovely arrangement in shock.
Elion smiled warmly at her and said in a soft tone,
"Joke..."