Real teaching, but diary flow

"It seems to be Asakusa Toru from Class B."

Was the person who was laughing just now also from Class B?

"Wow, he's amazing! I'm starting to become a fan."

"Hmph, just a clown, isn't that Haruki?"

"That's right, that's right, it's just a publicity stunt!"

The cacophony of noise quickly filled the stadium, and amidst the murmurs, a blue-purple-haired girl raised her hands, making a megaphone shape, and shouted:

Are you—crazy?

Although she seemed to shout as loudly as she could, unfortunately, amidst the discussions of hundreds of people, her voice could not reach Asakusa Tetsu on the stage, nor could she get a response from him.

Horikita Manabu: "..."

The carefully prepared atmosphere was carelessly disrupted by Asakusa Tetsu, and judging from the current situation, it can be basically concluded that this recruitment has failed.

He didn't really care whether his authority was swept away or not. Although it would slightly lower his reputation at school, the achievements he had made so far would not be wiped out.

What bothered him was what Asakusa Tetsu repeatedly said through the recording pen.

The seemingly absurd process of elimination and the seemingly absurd conclusion, however, revealed what he had originally intended to say afterward.

Although the wording may not be as straightforward as Asakusa Tetsu's, the general meaning is roughly the same.

interesting.

Horikita Manabu gently raised his hand to push up his glasses and took out his personal terminal.

"Price." In front of more than a hundred students, he said coldly to Asakusa Toru.

Akane Tachibana, who was working as the host, was completely shocked by his actions:

"The...the president?!"

Huh? No, why is he taking out his device? Is he going to buy a voice recorder? Is Horikita Manabu, the student council president, personally buying a first-year student's voice recorder?

Akane's mind was in a mess, but as the student council secretary, she couldn't change Horikita Manabu's decision.

"I'll give you 3,000 personal points, dear." A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and Asakusa Toru took out his personal terminal with a smile.

Although the beautiful girls are given away for free, since some people are willing to pay, we might as well take the money.

Smile service, smile service.

With a ding, the personal points were credited to his account, and Asakusa Tetsu readily handed the voice recorder in his hand, which was still repeating the voice he had just recorded, to Horikita Manabu.

"Is this one okay? Or do you want to get a brand new one?"

"This is enough." Horikita Manabu took the recorder handed to him and promptly stopped recording the audio.

Then, he turned on the recording again.

"Student council recruitment does not require special qualifications for candidates, but if you are considering becoming a candidate for student council, please avoid joining other clubs. In principle, those who wish to participate in both the student council and other clubs will not be considered."

Chapter 29 Sincere Benefits: 3000 Personal Points

"Our student council is highly anticipated because it has been given the power and mission to change the rules by the school. We only welcome people who can understand this."

Speaking calmly into the recording pen, Horikita Manabu said the two sentences and then pressed the end recording button.

He originally planned to say more, but since Asakusa Tetsu had already replayed the recording extensively, there was no need to go into too much detail.

After recording his words into the recorder, Horikita Manabu turned around and looked at the noisy first-year students below the stage.

After what Asakusa Tetsu just did, they no longer have much respect for the student council.

Ultimately, for most students, the student union is indeed an organization with little real power.

—If this weren't a highly developed area.

However, Horikita Manabu doesn't care about this much anymore.

He was more concerned about the first-year student who had brazenly walked up to him and was selling a voice recorder.

Regardless of his abilities, he certainly met the standard in terms of courage.

He casually turned on the recording function of the voice recorder, then switched it to the loop playback mode that Asakusa Tetsu had just used, and then gently placed the voice recorder next to the microphone.

So, under a louder amplification, his calm and clear voice played on a loop.

"Student council recruitment..."

"Student council recruitment..."

"Student council recruitment..."

After doing all this, Horikita Manabu turned around and said to Tachibana Akane:

"Turn it off in three minutes."

"Yes, yes! President!" Akane Tachibana nodded vigorously.

"Then, would you be interested in coming to the student council office with me?" After instructing Tachibana Akane, Horikita Manabu turned to look at Asakusa Toru, who was gazing at the freshmen below the stage.

Having found Horikita Suzune in the crowd, Asakusa Toru withdrew his gaze and, in response to Horikita Manabu's invitation, simply said:

"I don't accept disciples."

Horikita Manabu: "...?"

"Hehe." Asakusa Tetsu's lips curled up slightly.

Horikita Manabu's expression was priceless; the unexpected answer made his expression far more interesting than the recording of him playing the recycling refrigerator and color TV.

However, if we continue like this, things might go awry. We should know when to stop, lest we exhaust the resources and cause further losses.

He composed himself slightly and said, "We've had enough fun, let's go."

"Whether you want to talk about life, ideals, the future, or your sister, I'll keep you company."

The first three are unimportant; the main one is the last one.

Mastering Horikita Manabu is equivalent to mastering Horikita Suzune; that's how easy it is to manipulate obsessive brother complex.

Asakusa Tetsu believed that she would follow him on her own.

"You..." Horikita Manabu hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't.

Why did you suddenly mention your sister?

"Don't overthink it, it'll give you a headache," Asakusa Toru said, patting Horikita Manabu on the shoulder.

Horikita Manabu frowned slightly, but didn't say anything more, and simply turned and walked out of the gymnasium.

His work for the day is finished here, and no one will say anything if he leaves now.

Let's save our time for other clubs.

Seeing that Horikita Manabu was finally planning to leave, Asakusa Tetsu first glanced back at the direction of Horikita Suzune, whom he had previously confirmed, before slowly following in Horikita Manabu's footsteps.

Even though she's just a low-tier Yukino, it shouldn't be that she doesn't even dare to face her brother, right?

"Huh, huh-"

The April wind howled, blowing the fallen leaves.

Although it's a vocational school, the landscaping is really well done.

Asakusa Tetsu walked slowly, silently counting down in his mind.

three.

two.

One.

"—That one!" A voice came from behind as promised.

With a slight smile, Asakusa Toru and Horikita Manabu stopped and turned around.

Without a doubt, following behind was Horikita Suzune.

"..." Her lips moved slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but her gaze kept drifting to Asakusa Tetsu.

It was obvious that she was still somewhat wary of Asakusa Toru's presence.

Horikita Manabu clearly noticed her hesitation, and a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

Horikita Suzune, whose gaze had been shifting between Asakusa Toru and Horikita Manabu, quickly caught this hint of disappointment.

"Come here, Horikita-san." Before Horikita Suzune could panic because of this slight disappointment, Asakusa Tetsu broke the silence, took out a voice recorder from his pocket, grabbed Horikita Suzune's hand, and put the voice recorder in her hand: "A little gift for meeting you, keep it safe."

Horikita Suzune instinctively wanted to refuse: "I don't need it..."

"Your brother just bought one." The refusal that was about to be uttered was stopped by Asakusa Tetsu's words.

Horikita Suzune stopped herself from pushing the recorder away.

"3000 personal points." With perfect smoothness, Asakusa Tetsu opened his personal terminal and placed it in front of her.

In a daze, as if manipulated, Horikita Suzune unconsciously took out her phone and transferred 3000 personal points to Asakusa Tetsu's account.

"Ding."

With the change in personal points, ownership of the voice recorder was handed over to Horikita Suzune. Asakusa Tetsu thoughtfully put the voice recorder away for Horikita Suzune, then patted her on the shoulder: "Good luck!"

"It was a bit unfortunate today, but I'll take the initiative to visit the student council office next time." After encouraging Horikita Suzune, Asakusa Tetsu raised his hand to Horikita Manabu, who was silently watching everything: "Anyway, I wish you both a pleasant conversation today?"

After saying that, he disappeared around the corner.

“…” Horikita Manabu fell silent.

He didn't complain about the fact that they accepted money as a gift when they met.

It wasn't that he couldn't speak up to stop Asakusa Tetsu from using his name to fool his sister, nor that he couldn't call him to stay.

but......

Oh well, what can I do? Lingyin is his sister.

Let me remind him later, he

If we can teach her a lesson, then a mere 3000 points is an incredibly worthwhile price to pay.

"Speak, what do you want to say?" Horikita Manabu sighed and asked his younger sister softly.

First, she looked around to make sure there were no extra people on the way to the student council office. Then, she took a deep breath and said, "I'm no longer the useless person my brother knew."

"I've found the answer to the trial." The name that slipped out was the one he had already decided on: "It's... Haruki Yamauchi, isn't it?"

Will this earn my brother's approval?

Chapter 30 Win!

"Yes, Haruki Yamauchi, right?"

Right? Right? Right?

Horikita Suzune's voice echoed in Horikita Manabu's ears, but he couldn't understand a single thing his younger sister was saying.

"...Who?" He frowned and slowly uttered the question.

Almost the instant the answer left her mouth, Horikita Suzune saw her brother's expression.

Immediately afterward, she realized something.

She was cheated.

I've been scammed! I've been scammed! I've been scammed!

There was no way her brother would have written anything in that diary, nor would he have given her any trials.

I should have known this all along, but I still fell for it.

Shame, anger, annoyance... a mixture of emotions simmered in her chest, her pretty face flushed with heat, and tears of humiliation seemed about to well up in her eyes.

But she couldn't cry in front of her brother.