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“Each class in each grade will be on the same team for the Sports Festival, which means that there will be a total of five teams, including the Class 1 and Class 2 for all grades.I will do my best to support them, so let’s all do our best to keep the event running smoothly.”
The event proceeds with a cheerful macho man and an uncomfortable-looking student council president throughout the event.
The president is also of normal build, but when they are lined up like this, I think Manabu sensei is about three times as big as him.
“—I have one regrettable announcement to make. Actually, it was decided at the staff meeting that it would be better to cancel this year’s “Costume Relay” after taking into consideration the recent situation.”
“Yes, the student council has prepared several alternatives, and I would like the executive committee members to decide on the event that will replace the “costume relay” by a majority vote.”
After such a discussion, the students were hastily divided into groups of grades to discuss the matter.
“The committee members were suddenly split up by grade level and discussed the matter.”
“We already have that.”
“What is the current situation?”
“SDGs or DEI or something? I don’t get it.”
“I heard that last year, there was a girl who ran in a skimpy outfit, and she got banned.”
“What did she wear?”
“She was wearing a swimming suit and a comedian’s costume.”
“Some idiot did it.”
“Some guys like to take their clothes off right away. It’s disgusting.”
Well, it’s no wonder the event was canceled.
But the alternative…was this really thought up by the student council?
As I was thinking, the representatives of each group started to express their opinions.
“I think class 2 should have a bread-eating contest ! Preferably handmade by the girls !”
Damn amateurs.
“What about quality control of the bread? If it causes food poisoning, it will be our fault.”
“Yes, class 3 doesn’t want to eat bread covered in sand in the schoolyard.”
“And class 4, how many loaves of bread do you want us to bake?”
“Don’t make the girls do it. You do it.”
“…..No?”
“I like bean-jam buns with grains of red bean paste.”
“Nagisa, shut up.”
We’re not talking about your taste in bread.
“Well, how about folk dancing?”
“If we’re going to do it, we’ll have to separate the boys and girls.”
“Right. Separate.”
“Yes, class 3, I think that’s what the cultural festival is like.”
“But the boys in class 2 have ulterior motives, don’t they?”
“Uh! Th-that’s…”
“A fork? Can I bring one from home?”
“Hey, class 5, shut Nagisa up.”
“Huh? You’re the one who should shut up.”
“Who the hell are you…”
“What are you…”
“Tsukasa kun and Serena don’t fight.”
“My bad.”
“Sorry.”
“Wow, Class 1.”
“She’s the leader of the group.”
You mustn’t make Mei angry.
“Anyway, everyone, let’s all take a turn with our hands up, shall we?”
“Hey, hey, why are you in charge just because you’re in class 1?”
The guy in class 2 is so annoying.”
“Yes, I don’t like it.”
“S-so what ! It’s usually the person with the best grades who does this.”
“Oh, I’m in first place.”
“I’m sorry ! Please continue !”
“Who is this low life guy…..”
“I don’t like him.”
He’s the type of guy that women find annoying.
“Oh, you came first ! Thanks to you, I was in second place ! !”
“What’s with her?”
“The second-place girl.”
“Well, I don’t suppose you’d want us to know about that, would you?”
Well, yeah.
“Don’t hate me, second place girl.”
“Don’t call me the second-place girl.”
“Good luck next time, second-place girl.”
“Yes, I think second place is great.”
“Yes, yes, second place is great.”
“Amazing, I’m 109th.”
“Nagisa’s an idiot. I’m glad I was right.”
“Yeah, that’s a relief.”
“Don’t leave me out !”
“No, I don’t really care if you’re second place or not.”
“Grrr ! ! Don’t say second place over and over again !
!”
Class 2 has it tough, they’re all like that.
“If you keep on harassing Mei, I’ll deal with you myself.”
“Hiiii ! I-I’m sorry…I was just making a prayer. Well, it’s not your fault.”
“What do you mean, ‘prayer’? Were you gonna confess your feelings if you won first place?”
“Hiiii ! Nnnn ! ! ! !”
“…..Are you serious?”
What is this woman doing?
“You know, if you’ve got so much time to pray, why don’t you just go ahead and say it”
“W-w-w-w-what are you talking about?”
“Love is a war.”
“W-war….?”
“Yes, I was in it once, and I was deeply wounded.”
“Y-you…”
“M-Mei, aren’t you gonna stop him?”
“Hmm, this kind of thing is unusual for Tsukasa kun, so I’d like to hear it.”
In middle school, my class was split down the middle between boys and girls because of what happened.
Among them, there were a few who were trying to become lovers, and they would hide from each other’s friends and betray each other in order to be with the person they loved.
I kept watching them objectively from outside the circle.
Trying to figure out why I was being lied to.
“It’s a war, in which you invade the other person’s territory and private life, attack when you get the chance, and then make a decisive confession when the time is right.”
“!?”
“If I were the enemy’s rival, I’d be working on deception information while you’re standing still.”
“T-that’s…..”
“Yes, things like, ‘If I were your girlfriend I’d do naughty things to you’ or ‘If I were your girlfriend I wouldn’t say things like that’.”
“Aaah ! Aaaaah ! ! !”
“Yeah, maybe it’s too late for that.”
“Y-you don’t know that !”
“So you admit it.”
“I admit it.”
“Yes, you did.”
Well, of course it is.
“The woman who tried to confess to me once snatched a letter from a woman she saw as a rival and altered it to suit her own purposes.”
“T-that’s terrible !”
“Uuh….ahaha,”
“…Well, there were a lot of misunderstandings, so it can’t be helped. But anyway, you’ll only realize when it’s too late that you’ve been the one who lost.”
“Oh, no…what am I supposed to do !”
“Beats me.”
“Don’t just say that and leave it at that ! ! What the hell is wrong with you ! !”
“It’s your love life, right? Don’t put the responsibility on me.”
You should think for yourself for a minute.
“Just go ahead and say it right now.”
“Eh? T-that’s…a little…”
….The one who is looking at her is the guy from class 2 who can’t read the air earlier.
I see, so that’s why we’re on the committee together.
….I wonder why this guy of all people?
“….Well, it’s going to turn out well, isn’t it?”
“Well, you should just tell him and be done with it.”
“Yes, I’ll support you.”
“Seeing righteousness and not doing it is not valor.”
“Nagisa chan, that’s not exactly what it meant.”
Does anyone even want to have a meeting anymore?
At this point, there’s no role for men anymore; they can only watch the women ramble on.
I don’t care, but I wish they’d hurry up…
Oh, you’ve come to an agreement?
“….Okay ! Y-you see..I like you ! ! Please go out with me ! !”
“….Eh? Me? ….Well, I guess so.”
No way, she really told him.
And it worked. What a stupid farce.
“Alright, congratulations.”
“Waa ! Waa !”
“…What was that?”
“Sorry, I don’t know what’s going on either.”
“Anyway, this will get the meeting going, blah, blah, blah.”
Let’s just get this over with.
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