On the Friday of the first week of school, the class meeting will be held after the last exam.

According to the prior arrangement, today we have to decide on the cultural festival class activities and elect the executive committee members of our class.

The person presiding over this meeting and standing on the podium was not Koizumi Aina.

It is not clear how other schools regulate it. Kamikawa Private High School has always maintained that the cultural festival is a festival for students, so whether it is a class activity or an executive committee member, it is all decided by the students themselves.

The male monitor and the female monitor stood on the podium.

The person sitting in front of Tetsu Watanabe, Kazumi Ikeda, who could dance the theme song of "Chibi Maruko-chan", was the female monitor. After she got up, Koizumi Aona sat in her seat.

Saito Keisuke and Kunii Osamu on the side were motionless, sitting upright like elementary school students.

"......stage show."

"shooting game."

"Haunted House."

"Divination."

The male class monitor with whom they were not familiar was taking the votes, and Kazumi Ikeda, whose skirt was flying, was in charge of taking notes. The blackboard was filled with various activities one after another.

"Last vote, Maid Fried Noodle Shop." After saying that, the male squad leader, who had forgotten his name, adjusted his glasses and moved closer to the ticket paper. He read word by word like an 80-year-old man reading small print: "Ps

:Bunny girls are fine too.”

"Eh - so disgusting, who is it?"

"Forget about maids, there's actually a bunny girl!"

"It must be a boy."

"I should have known I would write this too! Damn it!" - This very low-pitched sentence came from the boy in the dark corner of the back row.

Amid the discussion, Saito Keisuke subconsciously turned around and looked at Toru Watanabe with an expression of "You really wrote this."

Koizumi Aina then turned around, leaned closer, and asked in a low voice from a distance that could hit Toru Watanabe's face with her breath: "Watanabe, what did you write?"

Her voice is beautiful, so soft it seems to melt your ears.

"Haunted house." Toru Watanabe answered intently, "I went to Fuji-Q Highland and it felt very good."

Koizumi Qingna nodded: "Kangko and I have been there too, it's so scary."

"I can't handle it either. I was shocked last time, but that guy Qingye Rin can't even handle it. He keeps..."

Koizumi Aina's eyes became meaningful, Watanabe Toru closed his mouth and looked from her oval face to the blackboard.

"As you can see, the stage play received the most votes," the male monitor announced.

After deciding to perform the stage play, after some discussion, everyone decided to use an original script.

As for the selection of male and female protagonists, the first step is self-recommendation.

"Do you want to give it a try?" Kazumi Ikeda asked, placing her hands on the podium.

There was silence.

Kazumi Ikeda looked at Toru Watanabe: "Watanabe-kun, it's a pity that you don't want to be the leading actor. How about you?"

"Great!"

"I agree!!!"

"What are you going to play? Prince? Knight? Mysterious man? Killer? What to do! I want to see any costume!"

"Wait a minute." Toru Watanabe quickly interrupted the girls who were already thinking about a bright future.

"What's wrong?" Kazumi Ikeda asked, "Don't like princes and knights? Do you want to try princess or queen? I prefer Cinderella."

"Ah - this is pretty good too!"

"As expected of the squad leader!"

"If Mr. Watanabe wears women's clothing, I'm willing to lend him my clothes!"

"Wait a minute, wait a minute!" Toru Watanabe stood up awkwardly under the narrow look in Koizumi Aina's eyes.

He said in a voice that overshadowed everyone: "I have joined two clubs, and each club has activities. I really don't have time to play the leading role again. I may not even have time to memorize the script! It's really not possible!"

"But," a girl sitting in the front row said pitifully, "Watanabe-kun only participates in club activities, aren't class activities important?"

"That's not what I meant. Club activities are really busy."

"I am from the instrumental section, I can prove it!"

"Yes, Jiangchuan-san, please help me say a few words."

"Watanabe-kun sneaks away every afternoon, so he has a lot of time!"

"..."

"Must play the leading role!"

"Play the leading role!"

The girls were so vocal that Toru Watanabe was helpless and had no choice but to turn to Koizumi Aona for help.

"Okay." Koizumi Qingna signaled the girl to be quiet, "Just forget it if Watanabe doesn't like it, the actor still has to ask for his consent."

"That's right, those students who proposed the stage play must have a desire to star in it. I think we should try our best to select actors from among them."

"Mr. Koizumi just favors Watanabe-kun!" Kazumi Ikeda complained childishly, pouting.

"No." Koizumi Qingna smiled bitterly, "I just respect my own wishes. If Watanabe doesn't agree, don't force it."

The teacher said this, and the girls had no choice but to give up democratic violence.

After a lot of fuss, the candidate was finally decided, and the script was handed over to a girl who usually likes to read books. This girl is also the library committee member of the class.

These guys are like this. They think that someone else likes reading, so they wishfully think that she is good at writing, just like they think that the delicate and handsome Watanabe Toru should be the leading actor.

Toru Watanabe is not interested in the male protagonist at all, he just wants to become the prime minister of the island country.

joke.

"Next, let's start selecting executive members. Are there any students who are willing to take the initiative?"

"......"nobody.

Every student at Kamikawa High School must join a club, and there are also activities in classes. It is such a joy to work hard for activities with people you know and have similar interests. Why go to the executive committee where no one knows you and suffer?

It's really suffering.

Even in Chinese university student unions, first-year students will be bossed around, let alone an island country with a strict seniority system.

In an executive committee that covers first to third grade, do we still expect second graders to do odd jobs and run errands?

Running errands is easy, it only requires effort and time, but what is even more difficult is being asked to go door to door to solicit sponsorships!

"If you don't want to, we can only draw lots." The male monitor pushed up his glasses and started to slide them down again.

"Watanabe." Koizumi Aina looked at Toru Watanabe.

"teacher!"

"Go and try it."

"Not going."

Koizumi Aina laughed: "You didn't participate in any class activities, right? You have to give a little bit."

That's not what you just said...

But he really didn't do anything. Compared to playing the leading role in women's clothing, going to the executive committee to run errands was nothing. Toru Watanabe treated it as exercise.

"Okay, I'll do it." He agreed.

"What about the girls?" Like the class president and library committee members, executive committee members are also divided into men and women.

"I!"

"I want to challenge myself!"

"This is a good opportunity to exercise. I want to try my organizational skills."

Boys: "..."

After confirming the female committee member, Koizumi Aina walked back to the podium.

"Starting from today, the school will be fully open to students, and the evening closing time will be cancelled. Everyone can work hard for the cultural festival, but you must also study hard, especially students who will take the word test again next week."

After the class meeting, Watanabe Toru was about to pack his schoolbag and go to the Human Observation Department, but was called out by Koizumi Aona.

"What's wrong, teacher?"

"Do you know why I recommend you to be an executive member?"

"Afraid I'll be isolated?"

Shirking class activities, but taking the initiative to take on tasks that no one wants to do, can achieve a balance of favorability.

"Isolated?" Koizumi Aina repeated strangely, "No. You are so popular, how could you be isolated?"
To be continued...