My second life is a bit strange?

Chapter Fifty-Nine: Taking Office as Student Council Member

The new semester has arrived as scheduled, and everyone is excitedly sharing the interesting things that happened during their holidays.

But there's one exception...

"School's started again. Why are happy times always so short!" Shizhi said dejectedly, slumped over his desk.

Koichi buried himself in his homework, frantically finishing it. The miracle that happened last night didn't happen; he actually fell asleep while doing his homework: "All that talk about a pen and a miracle is fake!!"

Don't be fooled by the fact that the old teacher seems very kind on the surface; he can be quite frightening when it comes to matters of principle.

At this point, his writing speed had exceeded its limit, and his characters looked like chicken claws. (Qianxun Resource Group 255.595.300)

As soon as the school bell rang, our homeroom teacher walked in with a list of names, wrote the theme of the class meeting on the blackboard, and began the first lesson of the new semester: "It seems that everyone had a very fulfilling holiday. Now that school has started, everyone should get back into the swing of things. You are now in the second year of junior high school, and you will face the issue of entering a higher grade in just one year."

"Hey you in the last row, put your pen down. Koichi's talking to you. You didn't do your homework properly during the holidays, and now you're copying. What's the point of me having homework you copied? If you like copying so much, I'll make you copy it a few more times as punishment."

"I don't like it, I don't like it." Koichi was so frightened that he quickly put down his pen.

A burst of laughter erupted in the classroom, and Xiaoyi gave an awkward, apologetic smile.

"If you don't get into the top 150 in your grade on the first exam, you're in for a world of trouble, you hear me?"

"I heard you." He breathed a sigh of relief after the teacher continued the lesson, and complained to Shizhi, "The teacher's eyes are too sharp, he can even see that."

The homeroom teacher had said a lot, and his mouth was a little dry. He unscrewed his chipped thermos, took a sip of tea, and spat the tea leaves still on his lips back out: "I've said everything I needed to say. I have one more thing to inform you. Where is the class monitor?"

“Here!” Feng stood up.

“The previous student council has moved up a grade, and the school has received many anonymous letters of complaint. After much discussion, you have been appointed by the school as the new president of the junior high school student council. Come to my office during lunch break.”

"No way!"

"The class monitor became the president?"

Who wrote the letter?

"I don't know, I just want to say well done!"

When Feng became the student council president, his classmates were also a little excited.

"Alright, alright, quiet down. Nobody said anything yet, why are you all getting so worked up? Next class is mine too. Class monitor, take a few students to move the new books. Xiao Jin, come up here and wipe the blackboard."

"Class monitor, have you decided who you want to assign the position to?" A classmate behind him patted him on the shoulder and asked.

"What do you mean?"

"Don't you know, class monitor? The student council has a lot of power. Except for the inspectors, who are appointed by the school, all other positions are filled by the president who selects people he thinks are capable."

"Huh? Is it that complicated..." Feng was a bit troubled. He didn't understand any of this at all, and it seemed he would be busy for a while.

After class, Feng stretched and just as he reached the office door, he ran into the principal, whom he had seen a few times before: "Baiyin, you've come at the right time. Come with me."

Feng followed behind him to the door of a room at the very back of the top floor. As soon as he pushed the door open, a beam of light seemed to shine in from inside... and he vaguely saw several figures.

"Turn off the lights!" came a boy's shout from inside. With a click, the beam of light disappeared; it was a searchlight.

"Honestly, the president has no sense of atmosphere at all, even though that's how it's portrayed in movies."

The man referred to as the president, with his eyes narrowed and a faint smile on his face, leaned back on his desk, one hand resting on his chin as he sized up Feng.

"Bai Yinfeng, a rising star in the music industry."

"Supernovas? The kind that get kicked one by one by Kizaru?" the girl next to him asked.

"Shut up!" The president covered his mouth and looked at Feng awkwardly: "This guy is a bit eccentric, don't mind him."

"It's okay, I have someone like that around me who understands." Feng's mind was already filled with the image of a pink-haired guy.

The president explained to him the tasks the student council was responsible for, and handed him a gold chain that symbolized his status. Feng fastened the chain to his cuff.

"Can you feel the weight of Shuchiin's centuries-old history?" the principal asked with a serious expression.

Feng nodded with a pained expression: "I can feel it, it's making my neck ache."

“Right.” The former president expressed his deep sympathy, patted Kaede on the shoulder, and then left the room: “From now on, you are the man standing at the top of Shuchiin Academy, Shirogane-kun.”

It's just a handover procedure, why are you making such a big deal out of it?

From now on, I can't go to the gym right after school anymore; I also have to handle official business. Just thinking about it puts me under a lot of pressure.

No, I need to get a few more people with me, otherwise I'll be exhausted.

When he returned to the classroom, he only saw a few classmates resting on their desks, but he didn't see Eriri and the others.

"Did they go to the rooftop?" Taking out the bento box from the drawer, a note fell onto the stool.

"Just as I thought." When Feng arrived at the rooftop, he saw the three of them sitting together uneasily, talking about something.

"What's wrong with you all?" Feng found a seat and sat down.

"It's nothing, it's just..." Chika fiddled with her fingers, looking conflicted, "I'm just a little curious about how Kaede plans to arrange the other positions."

"Does Chika also want to join the student council?"

"Not really." Chika said shyly, fidgeting. After Kaede became the student council president, they wouldn't be able to go home together after school every day. He would also be busier and busier in the future, and they might not see each other much except when they were in class.

"I just want everyone to spend more time together."

"Is that so? Is that what you all think too?"

He looked at everyone, smiled, and patted her head: "I was just worried about not being able to find enough men. How about Chika be the Youth League Secretary, Kaguya be the Vice President, and Eriri be the Accountant and Supervisor?"

"I have no objection, but who will be the accountant?"

Hearing Eriri's question, Kaede helplessly spread his hands: "Since there's no one else, I'll have to take on this role for now. We'll decide on a more suitable replacement later."

[Vice President...]

Kaguya's heart pounded when she heard this address. The two people addressed each other by only one word, and it seemed as if the distance between them had been shortened.

"Should I call you President Shirogane or A-Feng from now on?" Chika had her own little worries.

"Be more formal in front of outsiders, but be as comfortable as you are when you're alone with them. You can go to the student union during lunch breaks from now on; the sofas there are very soft and there's air conditioning."

Qianhua: "Okay!"

Feng extended his hand: "Please take care of me in the future."

The group exchanged glances and then placed their hands together.

"Please take good care of me!"

Chapter Sixty: Ashikawa Group

"Chika, the stamp is out of ink. Go get a new one." Kaguya said to Chika, who was lounging on the sofa, when she realized she was out of ink halfway through stamping.

"Kaede, did you forget to add a decimal point here?" Eriri noticed something was wrong with the form while checking it.

The entire student council was in chaos, and time quietly slipped away amidst these trivial matters.

The scenery outside the window changes, and the classmates' appearances change, but the only thing that remains unchanged is their friendship.

By the time they came to their senses, it was already their final year of junior high school.

Feng, his temples throbbing, leaned back in his chair to rest, finally finishing processing the documents.

"Ah Feng, you're really ruthless. You've embezzled a third of the track and field department's funds all at once, and the head of the track and field department even wrote a complaint letter." Qianhua placed the envelope on her desk.

Feng tapped the table and said, "Can you put it more nicely? What do you mean by exploitation? I'm just taking back what I shouldn't have given you."

"I heard someone broke your record in the first year of junior high, I think his name is Yu Ishigami."

"Really? That's amazing." Feng himself didn't even remember this record; it seemed to be from the sports meet. "Was it from a first-year student?"

"kindness."

"You guys are following this gossip too?" Eriri had just returned from outside and adjusted her glasses.

"What melon?" Feng and Qianhua looked at each other and asked in confusion.

Kaguya listened attentively as she brewed black tea for everyone.

"It seems that love turned to hate. Ishigami and Ogino Hikaru from the drama club got into a fight in the classroom and both of them broke their faces."

"Really?" Feng casually browsed the forum and found that many people were discussing this matter. He also saw a photo of Ishigami, who had short hair and looked quite energetic. Judging from his eyes, he seemed to be a rather introverted person.

I found the other party's information in the school's academic affairs system.

"A data processing genius? Suspended from school for a month..."

Kaede messaged Hayasaka, hoping to get some information about her, since Hayasaka was a social butterfly and there was no one in school she didn't know.

Ding Ding Ding ~

"President Baiyin owes me a favor."

Feng smiled knowingly upon seeing this: "I'm already being lenient by not telling anyone about your skipping class last time, so let's consider it even."

After a moment of silence, the other party sent an emoji: "I'll remember this grudge."

"Haha, just kidding, I owe you a favor."

As Feng scrolled through the price inquiry sent by the other party, he gradually felt that something was wrong. There were many suspicious points. First of all, Ishigami and the girl named Otomo did not have much of a relationship.

Hikaru Ogino has many rumored girlfriends and some unsavory secrets.

Below is a surveillance video clip from before Ishigami and the other person started fighting. The two are talking about something, and Ogino Hikaru's face looks terrible as he breaks off a chip.

Secondly, more than half a month has passed, but the heat of this matter has not subsided. It remains at the top of the campus network, which suggests that the other party has done something to manipulate public opinion and is not letting go of the issue.

"Things are getting interesting." Feng stretched his shoulders. "That's enough for today, everyone. Thanks for your hard work."

"School's out! See you tomorrow, everyone~" Chika skipped away with her bag in hand. She was very meticulous about clocking out.

Eriri packed her things, intending to leave with Kaede.

"You want to thoroughly investigate this matter?"

Kaguya stood beside Kaede and asked in a voice only the two of them could hear.

"Yes, after all, I am the student council president, and I have to take responsibility."