"Amane!!!"
Horikita immediately ran over and grabbed Amane, shaking her back and forth.
"Why did you say I was almost crying?"
Horikita's face seemed a bit flushed.
Is being told she cried in front of Horikita Manabu that embarrassing?
But even if it was embarrassing, blushing was not allowed.
Amane rubbed Horikita's face.
Hmm.
It seemed to get even redder.
"Miyako-san! I didn't expect you to be such a petty person!"
Ike pointed at Amane and loudly rebuked her.
During school, some people often liked to tell on others to teachers.
If it was just simple tattling, that would be one thing.
Some people also liked to exaggerate when they told on others.
For example, if someone brought a phone, which was prohibited, to school today.
And was accidentally seen by someone who liked to exaggerate when tattling.
Then when he reported to the teacher,
it might become, "Someone was playing games in class and even told us he brings his phone to school every day, and the teacher never finds out."
In this way, it would be almost impossible for the teacher to allow the person with the phone to explain.
The matter would be decided.
Amane used what they considered the most despicable method: tattling and exaggerating.
This, this was practically ensuring they couldn't avoid expulsion.
"Save it. Have you thought about what you'll tell your family when you call them? I gave you a chance, but you didn't use it, so is it my fault? You can tell on me too, you know."
Amane shrugged like a rogue, even making a face.
Ike was so angry he gritted his teeth, even clenching his fists, intending to teach Amane a lesson.
Just then, Amane began to stretch.
The crisp cracking sound of bones made Ike feel it was better to be reasonable.
He suddenly recalled the girl who had used Sudo as a punching bag that day.
Gulp, gulp.
Ike continuously swallowed his saliva.
But at this moment, Amane couldn't even be bothered to look at Ike again.
Meanwhile,
Horikita Manabu came to the return area with his meal tray.
He happened to meet Tachibana Akane, who had also just finished eating.
Just a quick glance at Horikita Manabu's meal tray, and Secretary Tachibana's face showed surprise.
Horikita Manabu was always known for his frugality, so he rarely wasted food, always finishing his plate cleanly.
She didn't expect him to leave so much this time.
"Manabu, are you not feeling well today?"
"Yes, some things have made me lose my appetite. But now… I need you."
Horikita Manabu looked at Secretary Tachibana seriously.
"Eh? H-how sudden, I'm not ready at all…"
Secretary Tachibana was a bit flustered and nervous, with a hint of happiness on her face.
"Sometimes things come so suddenly, catching people off guard."
"Yes, fate is like that, catching people off guard."
Secretary Tachibana quickly echoed Horikita Manabu.
But Horikita Manabu showed a puzzled expression.
"Fate? Secretary Tachibana, what are you talking about? I just plan to have you gather the Student Council for a temporary short meeting at 1:30."
As soon as Horikita Manabu finished speaking,
Secretary Tachibana's expression immediately fell.
"Oh."
"Oh?"
"I understand, President!"
At 1:30 PM,
whether they had eaten well, not eaten enough, or were stuffed, all Student Council members gathered here.
Since Horikita Manabu hadn't told Secretary Tachibana why he was calling a meeting, Secretary Tachibana only gathered the core members holding positions in the Student Council to attend the meeting.
"President Horikita, did something happen for you to call us so urgently?"
Kiriyama, seeing Horikita Manabu appear, quickly asked.
Recently, there had been a mistake in the promotion of the sports event he was in charge of, so he was a bit worried that this impromptu meeting was aimed at him.
Horikita Manabu didn't explain much, he just copied the text message the school sent him and posted it in the Student Council's work group chat.
Everyone was looking down, reading the message carefully.
Not long after, Kiriyama's expression relaxed.
"Does President Horikita really need to get involved in such a small matter?"
As soon as Kiriyama finished speaking, he heard someone next to him sigh.
"Nagumo, do you have anything to say?"
The one who sighed was Nagumo Miyabi, the successor designated by the school for Horikita Manabu.
So even Horikita Manabu could not ignore Nagumo Miyabi's opinion.
"Kiriyama is thinking too simply. Why would the school hand this matter over to the Student Council? Isn't it because the school finds it thorny? Why would expulsion be so easy, yet the school finds it thorny?"
Nagumo Miyabi glanced at Kiriyama next to him.
"Is it because there are too many people?"
Secretary Tachibana answered Nagumo Miyabi's question.
"Exactly, there are too many."
Nagumo Miyabi snapped his fingers, then leaned back in his chair.
"So the problem arises: we need to reduce the number of expulsions without changing the rules, while also demonstrating the school's authority and saving its face. This… is not an easy task."
Nagumo Miyabi was very dissatisfied with the school's dragging-its-feet approach.
In his opinion, what "a bit too many people"? Clearing them all out would be the best option.
A school that values ability, yet constantly has failing students—wouldn't that be a joke to outsiders?
"Nagumo has a point, but this time we must rise to the challenge. I plan to conclude this matter tonight."
Horikita Manabu said in an unyielding tone.
Under Horikita Manabu's immense pressure, Nagumo Miyabi reluctantly sat back up straight.
If there was anyone he feared in this school,
Horikita Manabu was undoubtedly at the top of the list.
In terms of ability, Nagumo Miyabi did not think he was inferior to Horikita Manabu.
However, he still couldn't see Horikita Manabu's true strength.
This made Nagumo Miyabi hesitant to act rashly.
Anyway, he was already the designated Student Council President, so there was no need to go against Horikita Manabu.
After the Student Council matters were settled,
the next step was to start gathering information about the failing students. At this moment,
"A little to the left."
"Is it here?"
"Yes, a little more force... Mm, ah~ It's a little... a little comfortable now, Amane, push harder."
Amane next to her increased the pressure in her hands.
Amane, who was massaging Horikita's shoulders, glanced at the time.
"It's almost time for President Horikita's scheduled meeting. Should we go?"
Since First Year Class D had a half-day off in the afternoon,
almost everyone chose to return to their dorms.
And Amane was currently being arranged by Horikita Suzune to... *cough* *cough*.
Arranged to give a shoulder massage.
"They probably won't let the two of us go, right? After all, we've offended everyone in the class."
Horikita gave a wry smile.
Originally, Amane didn't have to care about her, but Amane still chose to stand up when she was being attacked by most of the class.
Although they eventually needed outside help.
But without Amane, she really didn't know how to resolve the situation.
Now, those who were going to be expelled saw Amane and Horikita as the same.
Or rather, Amane wanted them to get out even more than Horikita.
No matter how they thought about it, they wouldn't allow Amane to attend the meeting.
For Horikita, there was still some possibility.
After all, Horikita Manabu was Horikita Suzune's older brother, and bringing Horikita Suzune might have an unexpected effect.
"That's not necessarily true."
No sooner had Amane finished speaking than she received a text message notification.
It told Amane to go to the Student Council office for the meeting.
They called Amane but not her?
Horikita Suzune looked at the sender's name with suspicion.
"My brother, he wouldn't really be with Amane... This brother can't be kept."
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