Oh yeah, Shuchiin High, where wealth, influence, and expectations blend together into a single elegant battlefield.
It is a prestigious institution where the student council president and vice president, Miyuki Shirogane and Kaguya Shinomiya, are considered the "best of the best."
Every student walks with purpose, carrying pride like a perfectly tailored uniform.
And at the very center of this refined ecosystem stand two figures who define the school's very heartbeat.
The two students whose pride grows with every act of resistance!
Without further delay, allow me to introduce the pair who rule the battlefield of wits: Kaguya Shinomiya and Miyuki Shirogane.
Game #0: Getting Back to School
In the student council room, Miyuki sat down, writing papers as usual. Beside him, Kaguya held a coffee ready to serve, her gaze never leaving him.
"So… a new year, huh? And we're chosen again for the student council," Kaguya said, her voice composed as ever.
"Yeah, that's how it always ends up," he said, clasping his hands together, pausing his writing.
"But Fujiwara… that energetic girl," he murmured, lowering his eyes to the ground like a tired man.
"Yeah, boss… I understand you," Kaguya sighed.
The room fell quiet for a moment, the morning sunlight stretching across the polished table.
Miyuki rubbed his temples, already sensing the chaos awaiting them.
Kaguya's eyes softened, a hint of amusement flickering behind her calm expression. She quietly thought, as she stared at Shirogane tapping the pen on his head,
He really works too hard… but… but that's what makes him so remarkable. She Thought
She covered her face with the tray.
Speaking of disaster… it's on its way!
Heavy footfalls announced the impending chaos.
Fujiwara burst through the door with exaggerated enthusiasm.
"Mooooorrrnninnng!!!" she yelled, arms flailing like a one-person parade.
"Morning," Kaguya said, her smile vanishing quickly as her gaze followed Fujiwara's entrance.
"Behave, Fujiwara. This isn't a festival," Shirogane said, continuing to write.
Miyuki sighed, trying to maintain his composure.
Kaguya peeked over the edge of the tray, her amusement now tinged with curiosity.
Fujiwara turned across the room, inspecting every corner, then collapsed dramatically onto the sofa.
"Booorinnng," she declared, arms crossed and a dramatic frown on her face.
The door opened.
"Saying that in school? That takes courage," Ishigami muttered as he entered, his usual low-energy demeanor intact, tapping on his phone with headphones on.
"Hmph," Chika muttered, turning to the other side.
Ishigami barely glanced at anyone, headphones shielding him from the madness, already lost in an anime openings playlist.
Then he sat on the sofa, crossing his legs comfortably.
"Y-You! T-Too! S-Stop being a hypocrite!!"
"Fujiwara jabbed, a storm contained in a single finger."
Ishigami shot her a brief glance, then tapped the volume up.
"Still… some people never learn," Kaguya murmured, eyes narrowing slightly.
Shirogane nodded slightly. "Indeed," he said, moving just an inch, still focused on his papers even amidst the chaos.
Fujiwara pouted, lips trembling as if the battle had just begun.
Ishigami thought, "Let her flail… volume up, peace maintained."
Ishigami's calm is unnerving… Fujiwara's energy is unpredictable… this will either be a disaster or pure entertainment. Kaguya mused internally,
Shirogane thought while writing, ... Depends on who will start it…
As he side-glanced at the pouting Fujiwara, the pen nearly tumbled from his fingers as he shot a wary glance at her.
Seeing the girl scanning the room… YES! Even if she's not the smartest, when it comes to her own amusement… 200 IQ in her own chaos department!"
Fujiwara's eyes darted around the room, then she froze like a broken puppy, before a wide smirk.
Her smirk widened, a silent warning that trouble was imminent.
The two birdlovers… oh, excuse me dear watchers! "The two competitors first locked eyes with Chika's mischievous grin!"
Yes! She's preparing something!
Please… not now… Miyuki's silent prayer echoed in his mind
Though his expression remained calm.
Kaguya mused internally, "If she actually tries to execute this plan… Boss might not survive the morning."
She clenched her fist, ready to pounce… her moment had come.
"My chance!" Kaguya whispered to herself.
Miyuki stared at Kaguya for a moment, then returned his gaze to the desk.
"I knew it…" he sighed.
This might actually work… but I'll have to act carefully .Kaguya thought
Miyuki thought, No, no, no… stay calm, stay calm…
Then she stood, declaring the beginning of battle!
Fujiwara stepped slowly toward Miyuki's desk, her hands hidden behind her back, advancing like a tiny general.
"Boss! I have an ide—"
"No," Miyuki interrupted, not even glancing up.
Fujiwara's jaw dropped, eyebrows shooting up in exaggerated disbelief.
She froze, eyes narrowing, lips quivering as if the world had betrayed her.
Miyuki instinctively recoiled, sensing incoming emotional chaos.
, Poor boss… you still don't understand Fuji's convincing techniques . Kaguya thought
She let out a faint laugh, covering her mouth.
Fujiwara's eyes welled with tears, her lips trembling.
Miyuki kept staring at his papers, but something told him to shield himself.
"NAAAAgh!!! Boss!!! You, you! You hurt my feeeeling!!!!!!!"
internally, Why do I feel like I should have prepared a shield? Miyuki thought
He covered his face, barely resisting Chika's cries.
Ishigami raised his head just enough to see the chaos, then turned it away and closed his eyes again.
"Boss! You! You! You!"
"Okay, okay! Say what it is," Miyuki sighed, placing a hand over his temple.
"YAAAAY!! Boss, I knew you're a generous person after all!" Chika jumped in happiness.
You evil… Kaguya thought, staring at the scene exactly as she had predicted.
I've seen enough. Closing eyes again… imagine your perfect world. Ishigami thought as he raised volume even more
Kaguya leaned back, hands lightly clasped. As expected… Fujiwara never fails to stir things up, she thought.
Miyuki's hand trembled slightly, pen wobbling dangerously.
Ishigami muttered something incomprehensible, still half-asleep, when Chika grabbed his hand.
"Hypo-boy! Come!"
"W-wait, w-wait!! At least let me save video this for later!" Ishigami tapped on his phone, his feet dragging along the floor.
Miyuki thought, Why do I always end up being the target of her theatrics?
He sighed, leaning back in his chair.
Chika tugged enthusiastically, nearly pulling Ishigami off balance.
Once she reached Miyuki's papers, she grabbed one.
"Not this one! This is the class report!" Miyuki yelped, his hands lunging for the paper as if it were gold.
Then Chika held a blank sheet and folded it four times.
Chika hummed proudly, treating the folded paper like an ancient artifact.
, Brace yourself… everything is going to spin out of control soon. Miyuki thought
Nope. Not participating. Retreating at the first turn. Ishigami thought,
"Everyone, sit down please!!"
"A game, huh? You never get tired, Fujiwara," Kaguya said, stepping slowly, not too excited.
My chance! she thought.
The four of them sat on the sofa, not knowing what was about to happen.
"TADA!!!" Chika threw four pieces of folded paper onto the table.
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"What is this supposed to be?" Miyuki rubbed his temple. With a quick glance, he already knew the game was pure Chika.
Kaguya thought, She's chaotic… but predictable. I can work with this.