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Some traces of cheerful graffiti can still be seen on the blackboard, and some beautiful paper cuttings have been torn off.
It was clear that before Hoshimiya Shio arrived, the student council members were still happily enjoying their high school life.
Until Hoshimiya Shio appeared, this place became both "efficient" and rigorous.
Midori Maki followed closely behind, and as soon as she entered, she heard the president announce loudly.
"Please give a round of applause to welcome our new vice president."
Everyone turned to look at Shirakawa and clapped in unison.
Xing Gongxi walked to one end of her long table and sat down.
When the others saw Xing Gongxi take her seat, they stopped clapping and returned to their seats.
Hoshimiya Rin stood to one side behind Hoshimiya Ushio, her hands behind her back, expressionless, warily surveying her surroundings.
This doesn't look like a student council meeting; it looks more like a large-scale meeting of overworked office workers.
"President..." Maki began, wanting to inquire about the situation.
"Maki, the meeting is about to begin, please don't take up everyone's time."
Xing Gongxi said sternly, as if her voice carried an inherent authority.
In this oppressive and heavy atmosphere, Maki had no choice but to return to her seat.
Her position was relatively far back, which suggests that the disciplinary committee members did not hold a very high position in the student council.
Shirakawa sat in the first seat to Hoshimiya Shio's right.
Strangely, the first seat directly in front of Shirakawa, which is to the left of Hoshimiya Shio, is also empty, and it's unclear who it's reserved for.
"Sorry, sorry, I'm late!"
A girl with pink hair and a side ponytail rushed over, panting as she pushed open the door.
Xing Gongxi glanced at the time on the wall; there were still a few minutes until the meeting time she had been notified of. Strictly speaking, she was not late.
"Hurry up and do it, Fukada." Hoshimiya Shio gestured for Fukada to sit down.
You stinking bitch, what are you putting on airs for?
Despite cursing inwardly, Fukada dared not be negligent and quickly returned to her seat.
"This is our new vice president, Shirakawa. Please help him get acquainted with the duties of the vice president," Hoshimiya Shio introduced.
Shirakawa? !
Fukada then looked closely at the man sitting directly opposite her, and it was indeed the boy from the video and photos.
How did he become the vice president?
Fukada seduced many young virgins and spent a lot of effort to garner votes before becoming the vice president.
"Um, I don't want to be the vice president..."
Shirakawa refused the position. Cecilia had said that the Hoshimiya family was quite dangerous, and he didn't want to have too much to do with them, so he refused if he could.
Besides, in his original world, Shirakawa had been in the student council during his university years. To put it bluntly, the elementary student council members in the academy were just the teachers' employees. Shirakawa had the blond-haired guy to deal with them, so he didn't want to waste his time here.
"What? I didn't hear you." Hoshigumi Shiori put her hands to her ears, clearly wanting Shirakawa to repeat himself.
At this moment, Hoshimiya Rin also secretly stepped forward and came to Shirakawa's side.
I said, I don't want to...
Before Shirakawa could finish speaking, he felt a sharp object poke his abdomen.
Shirakawa looked down and found nothing there, except a small hole in his clothes, revealing a small wound, just a superficial injury, nothing serious.
Hoshimiya Rin, standing nearby, was watching him intently with the eyes of someone observing prey.
"It is my honor to be the vice president. Thank you, Xing Gongxi, for your promotion."
Shirakawa immediately changed his attitude and agreed.
Cecilia was right; most members of the Hoshimiya family have some serious illnesses.
Shirakawa has no choice but to compromise for the time being.
No one else, including Maki, noticed Hoshimiya Rin's subtle actions; they simply assumed that Shirakawa was yielding to Hoshimiya Ushio's authority.
Only Fukada, who was right across from him, sensed something was wrong.
Having seen countless men, she could roughly figure out what kind of man a guy was just by looking at his expressions, actions, and tone of voice.
Fukada could tell that Shirakawa was being coerced, but that was none of her business, and she didn't care.
She wanted to analyze what kind of personality Shirakawa had so that she could find a way to completely destroy him.
Fukada felt something was off about Shirakawa.
As a senior in high school, I always see a hint of naivety, innocence, and naivety in the eyes of these juniors and freshmen.
He's a very gullible virgin; he can be easily hooked with just a little flirting.
But Shirakawa's eyes are both clear and shrewd.
This world is a dog-eat-dog world, and shrewd people like Yayoi usually use various means to manipulate low-class girls.
Generally speaking, being kind and shrewd is like having fish and bear's paw—you can't have both.
Then, combine all the information about Shirakawa obtained from Yayoi.
This man is interesting.
"Now that everyone is here, let's officially begin the meeting," said Hoshiguchi Shio.
Hoshimiya Rin cooperated by pulling out a small blackboard and writing on it with chalk.
"The student council's work for this school festival mainly consists of two aspects. First, assisting the school in promoting the school festival, attracting more visitors and parents to visit the school, thereby expanding the school's influence and recruiting more students."
"Secondly, on the day of the school festival, I am responsible for maintaining order at the school festival site, handling emergency incidents, and coordinating with students and parents from other schools to arrange visits."
Hoshimiya Rin wrote furiously on the small blackboard, managing to keep up with Hoshimiya Ushio's speaking speed.
"The specific work involved in this publicity includes printing and distributing leaflets, posting promotional information on the school's official website, and producing promotional music videos."
"Maintaining order is simple: we assign staff to stand guard in areas with high foot traffic and guide lost tourists."
As expected of the head of the Hoshimiya family.
The work arrangements are concise and to the point, without any empty talk or clichés, and the main focus is on high efficiency.
"Regarding the work arrangements, does anyone have anything to add?"
The entire room was completely silent...
"Alright, since there's nothing to add, I'd like to ask the vice president to coordinate the selection of personnel and related matters. Please feel free to discuss the rest of the time."
People with high positions of power often only need to determine the general direction of the work, while the specific and trivial tasks are definitely delegated to their subordinates.
Although it was supposed to be a free discussion, everyone seemed to be waiting for the vice president to speak.
At this moment, Fukada suddenly stood up and introduced herself to Shirakawa: "Hello, I am Fukada Saori. You can call me Fukada-senpai."
For Shirakawa, Fukada doesn't plan to use the girl-next-door persona of calling someone "brother," and feels that the intellectual upperclassman persona would be better.
"Hello, hello, I'm Shirakawa Akira, nice to meet you."
Shirakawa bowed slightly to the older female student as a sign of respect.
"You're too kind, junior Shirakawa. It would be more appropriate for the two of us to each take on one of the tasks of publicity and maintaining order. Which one would you like to do, junior?"
"I haven't decided yet, senior."
While he said he hadn't thought it through, Shirakawa actually didn't want to do any of it. He not only had to rehearse the play, but also had to deal with the Nagasaki Club and Yoshioka incidents, so he really couldn't spare the time to handle student council matters.
“Hey, I have a suggestion.” Fukada leaned forward, getting a little closer to Shirakawa. “How about you take on both jobs, junior?”
Huh? On what grounds?
This was Shirakawa's first reaction.
"Why, senior?" Shirakawa couldn't just yell at her, so she asked politely.
"Of course it's because Shirakawa is the new vice president," Fukada said, adopting a "this is all for your own good" attitude. "The new vice president should do more work to get to know the members of each student council so that it will be easier to coordinate and manage them later."
Fukada doesn't want to work, and she has plenty of young virgins waiting to swindle their money. Who would want to be a slave laborer for the chairman?
"What are you doing, senior?"
"I'll be in charge of supervision and guidance. If you don't understand anything, just ask me." Fukada said affectionately, a beauty mark at the corner of her eye adorning her eyes, which seemed to speak, alluring the man before her. "Junior, you are a handsome and talented young man. I believe you can definitely handle this task."
……
If Shirakawa is still naive and oblivious to the ways of the world, he could easily be swayed by this combination of sweet talk and empty promises and unwittingly agree to Fukada's proposal.
If Shirakawa were in his naive and innocent phase, he would definitely agree to be with his senior, and then devote himself to her, fantasizing that as long as he worked hard enough to win her favor, he could have a sweet romance with her.
It's a pity, Shirakawa is already past that age.
Just as Shirakawa was about to retort, Maki slammed her hand on the table and stood up.
"I disagree. Shirakawa has just become the vice president and has no experience. Shouldn't the senior student be in charge of the work, and Shirakawa be allowed to accompany her to observe and learn?"
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