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Most importantly, she had contact with Sudo yesterday afternoon when she was shopping after school.

Sudo's rationality snapped quickly; simple words were enough to ignite his anger and make him want to resort to violence.

If someone were impersonating a human, they wouldn't choose a personality that's so likely to cause conflict to disguise themselves.

Chapter 27 Would you like a voice recorder?

Ike Kanji, who is always talking about finding a girlfriend in high school, is highly suspicious. From the fragmented discussions among others, it can be learned that this guy said very bluntly during his self-introduction yesterday that he was "looking for a girlfriend".

When Horikita Suzune first heard it, she couldn't believe it, but after observing for a day, she was convinced.

This is something that Ike Kanji would actually say.

No, does anyone really think that making such a declaration on the first day of school would make them attractive?

He is highly suspected of being a fake, and perhaps it is precisely because he wants to have a girlfriend that he is so eager to integrate into the group.

However, compared to Kanji Ike, the most likely suspect is Haruki Yamauchi.

Similarly, the information was gathered from other discussions, and whenever she needed to listen carefully, Horikita Suzune regretted not staying yesterday.

But the past is the past, and she can only focus on the present.

In his self-introduction yesterday, Haruki Yamauchi stated that he made it to the national league in elementary school table tennis and was the ace pitcher of his baseball club in junior high school, but he was injured in the high school league and is currently undergoing rehabilitation.

...It's a rather indescribable expression.

It was filled with an atmosphere of complete lack of common sense.

Aside from a fake human disguised as a human, Horikita Suzune really couldn't think of anyone else who could give such a self-introduction.

If forced to choose between the two, Horikita Suzune felt that Yamauchi Haruki was more like this fake person.

Although there is no concrete evidence, this inference should be sufficient.

So, are you going to go find your brother?

No, of course I know that what's in the diary wasn't said by my brother.

But what if it's true? What if telling my brother the fake person's name would earn me his praise?

With this in mind, Horikita Suzune decided to go to the gymnasium first.

Even if she really has no interest in clubs and doesn't plan to join any clubs.

But if it's a club information session... the student council should also be there, right?

"So, why did you come along too?" Horikita Suzune stopped and turned around, sighing.

Very calmly, Kiyotaka Ayanokouji, who was following behind her, said, "Because I want to go see the club."

“No, I don’t care if you, a friendless guy, join a club to make friends or to fit in. I’m asking about this guy,” she said.

Following behind her was not only Ayanokouji Kiyotaka, but also another guy.

Kushida bellflower.

"Horikita-kun, what's wrong?" The beautiful girl, who seemed to be able to quickly become friends with anyone, tilted her head and asked in confusion.

She seemed completely oblivious to the fact that she was there.

"You, I... never mind." Looking at Kikyo Kushida who blinked, Suzune Horikita gave up on saying anything.

Anyway, those two probably won't listen.

......

There were many students in the gymnasium, mostly first-year students; roughly estimated, there were about a hundred people.

It seems that most of the first-year students have come.

Upon entering the venue, you will receive a booklet containing detailed information about each club.

Horikita Suzune searched for a long time but couldn't find any information about the student council.

...Is it that the student council doesn't publicly recruit new members? Or is it just that it wasn't included in the brochure along with other clubs?

"Dear first-year students, I apologize for keeping you waiting. Next, the club representatives will begin the introductory meeting. I am Tachibana, the student council secretary, and I will be hosting this meeting. Please take care of me."

Just as Horikita Suzune was pondering, there was a commotion on the stage.

The senior student in charge of hosting the event was the secretary of the student union.

...So, a student council president like my brother wouldn't show up on his own initiative in this kind of situation?

I want to leave.

After all, she had said from the beginning that she had no intention of joining any clubs.

Kikyo Kushida, who was standing next to her, would try to strike up a conversation with her from time to time, but Ayanokouji was like a robot and couldn't even take the initiative to block her out.

No wonder he has no friends!

Every second she sat there was torture for Horikita Suzune.

Just as she was about to get up, the tedious self-introductions and self-praises by the representatives of various clubs finally came to an end.

Immediately afterwards, the familiar figure I had been longing for appeared on the stage.

It's brother.

The moment she realized this, Horikita Suzune's body began to stiffen.

She thought she was mentally prepared, but seeing her brother again today after the entrance ceremony, she still felt incredibly nervous.

She vaguely seemed to understand why she had written words of disappointment in her diary.

Horikita Suzune gently bit her lower lip with her upper teeth, and her eyes hardened.

Neat black hair, sharp glasses, and intellectual eyes.

The older brother stood quietly, looking down at everyone.

The mocking voices rose and fell in my ears, and the foolish people who showed no respect for their brother laughed and said stupid things.

But soon, as the laughter reached its peak, the entire stadium suddenly cooled down.

A tense atmosphere, coupled with the pressure exerted by his older brother, enveloped the entire room; this was the oppressive aura emanating from the man named Horikita Manabu.

We offer high prices for the buyback of refrigerators, color TVs, washing machines, electric fans, computers, air conditioners, and other personal electronic devices.

"Wholesale brand new, lossless, high-spec voice recorders at low prices!"

But this sense of oppression was shattered in the next instant by a loud sound.

Looking in the direction of the sound, one could see a man leisurely walking in from the entrance of the stadium, his hands raised high.

In his raised hands, his ten fingers held a full eight... 'recording pens'.

Each voice recorder is repeating the same recording.

We offer high prices for the buyback of refrigerators, color TVs, washing machines, electric fans, computers, air conditioners, and other personal electronic devices.

"Wholesale brand new, lossless, high-spec voice recorders at low prices!"

"Buying this is a steal! Don't miss out! This is a must-have for every home, featuring super long standby time, large capacity, clear recording of surrounding sounds, and clear playback of recorded audio. We guarantee the lowest price for this product, or we'll compensate you three times the price!"

The recording played back again and again, its loud sound echoing continuously in the empty stadium.

The guy walked step by step to the edge of the stage, and while everyone was stunned and speechless, he turned off the recorders in his hand one by one.

At this moment when the stadium fell silent again.

He reached out and handed the recording pen to Horikita Manabu.

"Good afternoon, student council president, would you like a voice recorder?" he said.

Chapter 28 Student Council Recruitment

That's right, the person trying to sell the voice recorder to the student council president was Asakusa Tetsu.

Yesterday, I wrote more than just admonishments to Horikita Suzune in my diary.

They also recite the names of the dishes.

There are too many highly trained geniuses; I could name a whole bunch without even having to count them all. Although selling information on the first day of school seemed flamboyant, upon closer examination, it wasn't so bad after all.

After all, a skewer's lifelong efforts in crafting skewers can't compare to a single heartfelt expression from a divine being.

But it's still not reasonable enough.

Therefore, he gave himself a plausible identity.

For example, the phrase "recording pen guy" that he secretly hid in the name of the dish he announced.

Since Class 1D has a beautiful guy like Rokusuke Koenji who only cares about his own beauty, it's reasonable that Class 1B also has a guy who randomly hands out recording pens, right?

Immediately launch a high-tech voice recorder arms race!

In short, with the aim of filling in the character settings and confirming whether Horikita Suzune was a reader, I spent a little personal points to add some recording pen materials to the bill, simply embellishing the origin of the recording pen copy in my hand. At the same time, I prepared enough recording pen copies. Asakusa Tetsu, who arrived late, started to stir things up.

Using a stern expression and silence to quiet down students is not an uncommon strategy, but it is usually more common in the hands of teachers. Horikita Manabu's skillful use of this strategy is indeed far beyond that of his peers.

But it was too pretentious.

I can't bear to watch anymore.

Dude, what are you pretending to be, you little student council president?

If you're not serious about recruiting, then don't recruit.

Who are you trying to fool here?

"..." Horikita Manabu's expression remained unchanged as he looked at the troublemaking freshman in front of him.

The appearance of Asakusa Tetsu was unexpected; he really didn't expect that a first-year student would be able to do such a thing.

Ultimately, why recycle refrigerators and televisions?

What is wholesale voice recorder?

Is he trying to sell to me?

No, I simply can't understand this guy's logic.

If that's the case, then there's no need to try to understand it.

Just as Horikita Manabu was about to speak again, Asakusa Tetsu moved.

He tapped his head, a look of sudden realization crossing his face.

"Oh, so you want to test the machine?" he said to himself, then pulled out another voice recorder and turned it on to record in front of Horikita Manabu.

Then he opened his mouth: "Student council recruitment, student council recruitment! No weaklings, no stupid ones, no part-timers, no disobedient ones, no slackers, in short, no first-year students—"

Asakusa Tetsu's voice echoed clearly in the silent stadium as he pressed the button to end the recording.

Then, I clicked replay.

"Student council recruitment! Student council recruitment! No incompetent people, no stupid people, no part-timers, no disobedient people, no slackers, in short, no first-year students!"

A louder sound was repeatedly looped from the recorder.

"..."

"..."

"Pfft—" The first to break the loop of the recording and burst out laughing in front of everyone was the blonde girl in the audience.

Honami Ichinose laughed heartily, a radiant laugh: "Haha, hahaha, hahahaha—"

It's exactly the kind of thing he would do.

The other students were initially hesitant to speak, but when Ichinose laughed out loud, the tense atmosphere instantly dissipated.

"Wow, this guy is even more amazing than I imagined."

"Wow, that's really daring, especially in front of the student council president."

"What is this guy doing?"

"Don't you have any respect for your seniors?"

"Is he a freshman? Does anyone know him?"