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Baka to Tesuto to Syokanju:Volume3.5 Baka to Tesuto to Syokanju ～Preparation Chapter～

2011-06-15T14:56:12Z

HonouRyuu:

==Idiots, Tests and the Summoned Beasts ～Preparation Chapter～==

'''Please fill in the name of the historical person in the blank below.'''

_________ instituted the Rakuichi Rakuza policy which abolished and prohibited monopolies to stimulate business and economy.

'''Himeji Mizuki's answer:'''

"Oda Nobunaga"

'''Teacher's comment:'''

Correct.

'''Shimada Minami's answer:'''

"That fella with the topknot"

'''Teacher's comment:'''

Have you got yourself familiarized with Japan yet? I'm a little worried when I saw your answer.

'''Yoshii Akihisa's answer:'''

"Nobu"

'''Teacher's comment:'''

You're getting a little too familiar with him.

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Sis seemed worn out after moving here.

Is someone bullying her in school? Or is someone irritating her?

Then again, her classmates sounded really interesting from the stories she told me, and she seemed to like them a lot...

So, what is wearing her out?

Is it because of her studies? She told me she had difficulties catching up.

I hope she can recover soon.

Her birthday's coming... Would she cheer up if I give her a huge doll? She loves stuffed dolls, after all.

Mm... I'll do that! I'll buy a ''really'' big stuffed doll to cheer her up!

I wonder if I have enough pocket money...

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"EVERYONE, FREEZE! PUT YOUR BAGS ON THE TABLE AND OPEN IT!"

No sooner has the homeroom period start than our homeroom teacher, Iron— I mean, Mr. Nishimura, declared this, without any prior warning.

Crap! The stuff I brought today has nothing to do with studies!

An idea popped up in my mind for that moment. ''I'll grab my bag and run as fast as my legs could go!''

"Let me warn you: don't even think of running away."

It'll be one hell of a task to outrun this homeroom teacher. After all, he's sinewy, promptly nicknamed as "Ironman". He'll just utilize those powerful muscles of his, trained from participating in numerous 'Ironman' triathlons, to relentlessly pursue those who dare to run away.

"Good, I'm going round to check. Any items I find unrelated to studies will be confiscated."

Starting from the first row near the corridor, he went round the rows to check the contents of the bags, confiscating trump cards, magazines, and the such.

"Sakamoto, show me the contents of your pocket."

One student has not only his bag, but his pockets as well checked.

"Damn it!"

Sakamoto Yuuji shouted in agony. By the way, he's my best friend, and also my worst friend.

Still, he rummaged through his pocket obediently and pulled out an MP3 player.

"Thought so. I'll be taking this."

Ironman put his MP3 player into his sack of confiscated items. Yuuji, who never expected his pocket to be searched, glared at Ironman defiantly.

''"Quite a disaster for you, eh?"''

I whispered to him.

''"Damn it! He doesn't usually check our pockets, does he?! Why am I the ''only'' one having this special treatment?!)

''"Too bad. Who asked you to be such a badass?"''

''"Damn it!"''

On a closer look, how thorough Ironman checks depends on who the person is. He'll just glance through the bags of good students, but for others, he'll check them thoroughly, including the hidden pockets.

"You're next, Yoshii Akihisa."

"Ah, yes."

Ironman stood in front of me. I'm sure he wouldn't ask me to go through my pockets like Yuuji—

"Take off your uniform and change into your gym clothes."

"Eh?! You're kidding, right?!"

I can't believe how low his trust was in me.

"Besides... You know, it's a little embarrassing to change in front of the girls..."

"That won't do. You might have prohibited goods hidden up your pants, so change your clothes right now."

"What?! Even I wouldn't stoop that low! You should at least trust me—"

As I stepped forward to bring my point across, something dropped out from the leg of my pants with a loud thud.

"Oi, Akihisa, your dropped your DS."

I thanked Yuuji, who kindly picked up my handheld console, and faced the Ironman once again.

"As I was saying, trust me, will ya?"

"Don't bother changing. You can't be trusted even in your gym clothes."

Wha- What the hell? He tightened up his guard instead!

"You actually brought game consoles, manga, light novels, DVDs to school... What on Earth are you treating school as?!"

My precious treasures went into his sack, one by one. Just my luck for him to do a spot check on the day I brought them. The combined value of those items might go up to thousands of yen.

"Is this everything? Let me repeat this again: the school is a place for you to learn. Next time, don't bring anything that is not related to your studies."

Ironman returned to the podium with the sack of confiscated items. Farewell, my precious treasures...

"All right, since the spot check took quite a bit of time, there will be no homeroom session for today. The first lesson will be the Summoning Practicals, so get to the gym as soon as possible."

Marking the end of his class with that, Ironman left the classroom, with everyone's treasures in his sack.

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"Summon!"

With calls of summoning echoing throughout the gym, I turned to Yuuji, who was sitting beside me.

"It's just an hour into school and we're already got hit by a nuke."

"No shit. Man, I can't believe my one-month-old MP3 got confiscated!"

"Whoa, that's quite some fresh meat."

"And it was bloody expensive!"

A vexed look warped the wild features on his face. I understand his feelings ''very'' well.

"Akihisa, your games got done for as well, right? Quite a lot of them, too."

"Mm... The total value could easily hit thirty thousand yen."

A console, games, DVDs and CDs... Looking from the value of the confiscated items, the one with the highest loss would either be me or Muttsulini. How unlucky...

:"Next, Himeji Mizuki, please step forward."

:"Y-Yes."

"Hey, it's Himeji's turn! Muttsulini, aren't you gonna take that rare photo of her in gym clothes?"

"...My camera was confiscated."

"Oh, right... A pity indeed. It's pretty hard to see her in gym clothes when we're in different classes."

"And this is the only Summoning Practicals we'll ever get."

"..."

Depressed, Muttsulini's head sunk even lower. Oh well, can't blame him for that.

With that silky long hair, and that cute, innocent look, coupled with those bouncy chests of hers which seemed to have a mind of its own, it's easy to figure out why any guy would want to take a photo of her. I, for one, would die to take a photo of her at this moment.

:"I-Is this how you do it? Summon!"

She mumbled that out diffidently. A geometrical magic array formed near her feet, and her summoned beast appeared in front of everyone.

"Just like I thought, her summoned beast sure looks pretty strong."

"Totally. Wouldn't have guessed that from its cuteness."

Himeji's summoned beast looked really cute. Since a summoned beast takes the appearance of its caster, there's no need to explain further when the caster's such a babe as well.

Speaking of which, what made her summoned beast so impressive was—

"I'm sure her beast's the only one capable of wielding such a huge sword."

"Yeah, probably only those at her level could pull that off."

Her summoned beast was wielding a Western longsword several times longer than her height effortlessly. Anyone could tell that this summoned beast isn't one to be underestimated.

:Class C, Himeji Mizuki, Combined Subjects 3943 points

:''vs''

:Class C, Furukawa Ayumi, Combined Subjects 1264 points

The points were displayed in front of them. These were probably the results from the previous mid-term exams.

"No wonder it's so strong."

"Gosh, it's almost 4000 points. She sure is smart."

Holed up in a corner, we nod in agreement to each other.

The strength of a summoned beast is directly proportional to the exam results of the student. So basically, in a Summoning Exam, the higher your exam scores are, the stronger your summoned beast will be.

"Oh yeah, Akihisa, don't you know her?"

"Mm. She was my classmate in grade school, but we haven't spoke to each other for years. She'd probably have forgotten about me, I guess."

Since we're in different classes now, I've became distant with her. I'd definitely talk to her if I have the chance, but the probability of that happening is close to nil. It would most likely look like a confession if I were to barge into her class and say to her "I've got something to tell you".

"I supposed... Since the chances of you getting to be in the same class with her next year is close to zero, you'd eventually disappear from her memory."

"Next year? You mean the streaming exams?"

"Duh. You'll definitely won't be in the same class as her."

"That might be true, but..."

Just like any other school in Japan, we were streamed into different classes upon entering the academy. However, it will be different from the next year onwards. We'll be sorted according to our grades. Though Himeji is in Class C, with those grades of hers, she'll definitely be sorted into Class A next year. That's why Yuuji and I will probably be in different classes with her again since we're both straddling about in Class D.

"Will she really forget about me? It feels kinda lonely when I think of that."

"She will, since there's no point remembering a loser like you."

"What did you say?!"

We continued chatting while looking at the practicals of others when a voice called out:

"Next! Yoshii Akihisa and Shimada Minami!"

Ironman- I mean, Mr. Nishimura's voice rang loudly through the gym. Looking around, I realized that the others had finished their practicals.

"I'll be right back."

"Sure. You're a candidate for the "Punishment Inspector" anyway, so use the chance to learn how to control your summoned beast."

"Hey! I'm not a badass like you, Yuuji!"

I rolled my eyes back at Yuuji. Really, me as candidate for ''the'' Punishment Inspector? How rude. Having that title is the same as being labeled as the most problematic student in school. How could I possibly be a candidate when no one in the history of the academy had that title before?

"Hurry up, Yoshii!!"

"Coming!"

Hearing Ironman's roar at me, I hastily increased my pace. My training partner had already finished the summoning process.

"..."

My training partner was staring blankly at the summoned beast in front of her. This energetic girl, with a ponytail and a pair of sexy, slim legs, is my classmate, Shimada. However, a worried expression was registered on her face now. What's wrong? Was she disappointed by how weak her summoned beast looked?

"What's wrong, Shimada? Were you shocked by your unexpectedly weak summoned beast?"

I attempted to console her with my kind words. For a moment, the grey clouds over her head seemed to have disappeared, and she beamed a smile at me.

"Ah, so you're my opponent. I'm so happy!"

She blushed slightly. Seeing her blushing made me happy as well. Geez, I didn't think she'd do that in front of everyone... I don't know how to handle her.

"It feels good to be able to beat you up!"

...Seriously, someone teach me how to handle this crazy girl.

"Shimada, our beasts are going to do the battling, not us."

I'm a little worried, so I confirmed the rules with her again. This summoning practical was meant for the summoning battles next year, so it should be a battle between summoned beasts. At least, that's what I thought.

"You're right. It ain't gonna be a fight between us."

She nodded her head in agreement. Great, seems like she got my point.

"Since I'll be the only one dishing out the beating anyway."

THAT'S NOT THE POINT!

"Did you hear that, sir? She's threatening me! If you have the time to check our belongings, shouldn't you do something about this explicit display of violence in school?!"

"Shimada, violence is bad, even if it's Yoshii we're talking here."

"But, sir..."

"No buts. A no is a no, you understand?"

"...Fine."

"I'm glad you understood. So-"

A wide smile appeared on Ironman's face,

"—I'll make this an exception."

"Wait... That's weird..."

Am I thinking too much? That conversation sounded as if a teacher had just allowed a case of violence in school.

"I'll do my best!"

"Good luck!"

"Ahaha, both of you are really dumb. Do you think I'll go down that easily and forgive you guys? I'll have you satisfy my demands before I-I'M SORRY! IT'S MY FAULT, PLEASE SPARE ME!!"

They didn't spare me, even after my numerous begging.

Was it something I said that lead to this disaster...?

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"Man... Ever since the morning inspection, it's been one disaster after another today..."

School finally ended. I was bitching about the day with the guys I usually hang out with.

"That's because you brought so many unnecessary things to school."
[[User:HonouRyuu|HonouRyuu]] 11:12, 15 June 2011 (UCT)

Sitting beside me and showing me a smile is Kinoshita Hideyoshi, who's in the same class as me, Yuuji and Muttsulini. It's already weird to hear him speak like an old man, and he has a beauty's face on him. He really likes to make comments. Even so, I do feel that he's the most normal person after me, since the other two are so abnormal that words can't describe them.

"Speaking of which, Hideyoshi didn't get anything confiscated, right?

"Of course I did, I got some costumes and props confiscated from me. Even though I told sensei that it's for the drama club, they still got confiscated either way."

The school has already provided some props and costumes for Hideyoshi, so Hideyoshi himself doesn't need to bring them. If so, these are unnecessary things. However—

"There's no need to confiscate them all anyway, he could have given us some leeway. Who expected Ironman's brain to be so hard."

"...(Nods head forcefully)."

"His brain's definitely filled with lead."

Muttsulini and Yuuji seem to agree with me. This can't be helped, since they got quite a few things confiscated as well.

And I actually thought that 'we're just having summoning practical today, so there're no lessons; should be rather relaxing today."

It was supposed to be relaxing, but I guess it's better to have lessons without the search.

"Summoning practical..."

Hearing my little grumbling, Yuuji muttered to himself.

"Eh? What's wrong, Yuuji?"

"Nothing. It's just that I remembered that we have to take part in summoning war next year."

For some reason, he sure seemed happy when he said this.

Speaking of summoning war, well, it's about having a summoning battle between classes with the class facilities on the line. If we can move onto second year without any mishaps, we'll have this summoning war system on us.

"But why must we have this summoning war system? If we want to differentiate the scores clearly, can't we just stick grades onto everyone?"

"Well, most likely, they prefer a summoning war to tests since it can motivate students, right? As a class, the students will work hard to not drag their classmates down."

"I see. So they intend to make us work together and improve our grades without breaking us, right?"

"Yeah, this allows the school to do what they want the most, and that's 'to groom students who can showcase their real potential in society'."

"Oh~ Is that so?"

Just as the four of them were chatting away.

"Ah...really, that Yoshii actually left the cleaning work to me. Where did he go off to?"

A certain student can be heard shouting on the corridor. Is that Shimada-san?

"What the heck, Akihisa. You're in charge of cleaning today?"

"Mm, but I left the cleaning work to Shimada-san and ran off first."

"Hmm, according to how I see it, you two have quite the relationship."

"...(Nods head forcefully)."

"Ah haha, it's not what you think it is."

"Really. Once I catch him, I'll tie his limbs up and throw him down the 3rd level!"

That's a highly difficult stunt even a stuntman will be afraid of.

"Sorry, I don't think I can protect my own life any longer. I'll be leaving now!"

Without saying anything else, I grabbed my bag and dashed out of the corridor. I love my life.

"Ah, Yoshii! So you're hiding here! Hold it right there!"

"I'm not going to wait! You're going to kill me, right?"

"I'm not angry at all. Just hold on, will you!?"

That's definitely a lie.

"These two really have rather good feelings."

"...(Nods head forcefully)."

She said that she's not angry, but she's holding onto a rope for some reason.

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"Hoo...that was scary~"

It's been past 30 minutes since I came running out of school, and before I knew it, I'm on a shopping street.

"Well. I don't intend to buy anything, so I guess I'll go back home—hm?"

Just as I intended to head home, I saw a familiar figure walk into a shop. Isn't that Himeji-san?

"I guess it's somewhat of a fate for us to meet here. Should I be courageous and call her..."

Though we did study in the same class during elementary school, we were separated into different classes during middle school. Before I knew it, Himeji-san seemed so distant from me. To see her in front of me after so many years, I really want to talk to her—the reason why I feel this way is most likely because of Yuuji's words 'She'll erase you from her memory anyway'.

In order to turn my thoughts into action, I follow Himeji-san closely as I walked into the shop...only to find that there're so many dolls here, it's unbelievable. Seems like this is a doll shop that a girl will love the most—what the heck, this shop's basically a doll shop!

"Well, let's go back. This shop really doesn't suit me."

I immediately hasten my pace and walk towards the exit. Anyway, the most important thing right now is to leave this place.

"This is Hazuki's only request of this lifetime. Please, uncle!"

"Even if you say that, I have to do business, you know..."

The moment I reached the exit, I suddenly heard this conversation. It seemed like a girl's standing at the counter and telling the cashier something. She seems rather insistent on this. What's going on?

I felt a bit mindful, so I turn my head to where the voice came from. As I expected, it's a cashier uncle and a girl who looks like she's in elementary school.

"I want to get that big Noi doll no matter what. Please, I beg you!"

"Even if you ask me like this...we're doing business. Wouldn't it be unfair to the other customers if I give you a little discount? We shopkeepers do have to treat all customers equally."

"Even so, please!"

"Uuu...really can't handle you..."

The cashier uncle looked rather troubled as he said this and scratches his face. The girl however continued to beg earnestly. Seeing such a small girl beg like this, I'll be seen as really cruel if I'm to walk away like this...

"Hey, little girl, why do you want this doll?"

I know that I'm too nosey, but I still ended up getting involved.

Now that a 3rd party has suddenly appeared, the little girl and the uncle revealed a surprised look on their faces.

"Be, because onee-chan didn't look too good recently. I wanted to buy the doll that she always wanted to hopefully motivate her..."

"Not looking good?"

"Most likely, because she just came back from Germany and couldn't understand Japanese well!

Shifted houses...even if it's within Japanese land, anyone will feel lonely when the friends and environment changes, let alone coming back to Japan.

"Even then, onee-chan took over mommy and daddy and did all the housework like sweeping and washing clothes nicely, and often play together with Hazuki..."

Seemed like it hit her sore spot as Hazuki-chan's wide eyes start to tear up.

"Waa! Don, don't cry! Nii-san will help you out here!"

"...Really?"

"Mm, really."

"...Thank you, onii-chan!"

Wiping away the tears, Hazuki-chan reveals a delightful smile.

"Speaking of which, how much does this doll cost?"

The doll in Hazuki-chan's arms is about 1m tall. If I make a rough estimate, I don't think 5,000 yen's going to be enough.

"Including tax, it'll be a total of 24,800 yen."

"Sorry, nii-san already tried, but he can't do it."

"Onii-chan?"

Hazuki-chan looks rather sad.

Argh! Didn't expect one to be that expensive. Under these conditions, the declaration of surrender came out of my mouth without thinking through.

"Then how much does Hazuki-chan has?"

"I only have 10,000yen..."

So we're missing 15,000. Including my entire fortune, there's only 11,699 yen. We can't even hitting the price of 24,800 yen! The most we can pay is half.

"Excuse me, can you sell this doll to us at 11,699 yen?"

"Eh, I just said before that that we're doing a business here..."

The reply's still the same.

"Onii-chan, this isn't any different from before."

Hazuki-chan whispered to my ear.

She's right. Up till now, I've been doing the same thing as what Hazuki-chan's been doing. However, things will be different from now on. I'm not an elementary school student; let's show her how an adult (high school student) does things!

"We have only 11,699 yen in total, that's about half the price of the doll, right?"

"Ya. That's still not quite enough."

"Hazuki-chan wants this doll, and uncle wants to sell this to her, but you're unwilling to sell it to her at half price. If so, I have a great idea!"

"Hm? What is it?"

"We can rip the doll in half and sell the right side to—eh? What? Why are you two seeing me as an idiot?"

"...Are you really a high school student?"

"...Onii-chan's an idiot!"

I, I actually got called stupid by an elementary school kid!

"I can't give you a discount, but I can guarantee that I won't sell this doll away for the time being. You can go back to discuss with your parents first."

Making this conclusion, the uncle ended the conversation just like this.

"Can't you ask your parents to buy it for you, Hazuki-chan?"

Having walked out of the shop, we came to the park to discuss our plans.

"Mommy and daddy aren't normally at home...so they would leave the money to one-chan. If I want to buy something, onee-chan will definitely ask for a reason..."

"I see, uu~"

Wanting to do something for her beloved older sister—Hazuki-chan's heart's ever so glamorous, it's way different from my family who sent me to Fumitzuki Gakuen on the excuse of 'not wanting to waste school fees'. I must help Hazuki-chan in order to prevent her from losing this intimacy with her family.

But speaking of which, what should I do? It'll be good if I have some more money, but my money's about to be used it...

"Oh ya! Hazuki can get money if she sells her manga to a second-hand shop, right?"

Hazuki-chan thought of this brilliant plan as her eyes sparkle. It's true that we can get money just like this, but I think that she can't get so much anyway. Of course, it's a different case altogether if I have those handheld games that were confiscated this morning—

"Hm? Oh ya, there's this plan after all!"

"...Onii-chan, have you thought of something?"

"I can't possibly get it back it my hands anyway. If I'm successful, we may be able to get enough money to buy the doll..."

Though I don't think it can work...mm! It's still worth a try though.

"Okay! Hazuki-chan, can you come back to the park tomorrow?"

"Y, yes. I can come over..."

"Then we'll meet here tomorrow. It's getting dark now, let's go home."

I waved my hands and said goodbye to Hazuki-chan. Anyway, I got to discuss it with Yuuji and the rest tomorrow.

"Ah, mm, bye bye..."

Speaking of which, did Himeji-san really enter that shop?

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"So you want to take back those confiscated items?"

The next morning, in the same classroom, I talked to the trio as per usual.

"I do feel that it's a pity to leave those things that got confiscated yesterday, but..."

"Uu~mm...ya, but the opponent's that Ironman. We may be designated as 'Punishment Inspectors' if we're not careful..."

Yuuji and Hideyoshi lower their chin and ponder. Seems like they don't intend to help me. This is bad, looks like I have to deal with this on my own.

"...I approve of Akihisa's proposal."

"Eh? Muttsulini? You're willing to help me?"

"...(Nods head forcefully)."

Great! Now at least I have someone who specializes in stealth helping me out.

"...Never mind, let's give it a go."

"Ah? So Yuuji's okay with it?"

"Yeah. I just bought that MP3 recently, and I accumulated quite a debt to Ironman, so let's settle this once and for all."

Yuuji smirked. What an enthusiastic bad guy's face.

"If so, I'll help out as well. If I can get back those things, I don't want to give up as well."

In the end, even Hideyoshi nodded his head, and everyone decided to take part in this. As expected of the group problematic first-years.

"Right now, the most important thing is to investigate where our targets are."

"That's right. If we don't even know where Ironman hid those confiscated items, we can't possibly get them back even if we want to."

The confiscated items may have ended up being abandoned, but they were just confiscated yesterday, so Ironman should still have them with him.

"That's the case. Akihisa, remove the silence function of the phone."

"Eh? Why?"

"Don't ask too much, just do it. You want those confiscated items back, right?"

"...I'm not really sure what's going on, but I just need to remove the silence function, right?"

"That's right."

The phone can't possibly ring during lesson time, there shouldn't be any problems, right? Let's just follow what Yuuji told me to do.

I pull my handphone out from my pocket and took it out of silent mode.

"Oi, you people better hurry up and sit down. I'm going to start taking attendance."

Seeing our homeroom teacher Ironman walk into the classroom, I immediately slip the handphone back into my pocket.

"Alright, let's begin."

Thus, our battle for the confiscated items officially begins now.

"Shimada."

"Here."

"Shimizu."

"Here."

At the usual time of taking attendance, Ironman's coarse voice echoes clearly throughout the classroom.

"Yamaguchi."

"Here."

"Watanabe."

"Here."

—Beep beep beep.

Suddenly, a beep interrupted the class while attendance is taken. Whose phone is it? Really, do think that we have such a stupid person in class. The phone will definitely get confiscated when it rings in class.

"...Yoshii, hand over your phone."

"...Yes."

The problem is, this stupid person was me.

Damn it! Why must it ring at this moment!? Who called me!?

<<Missed call: Sakamoto Yuuji>>

"Yu, Yuuji, you betrayed me!"

"I'll consficate the handphone then."

"Ahh! Handphone! MY HANDPHONE!"

My handphone got taken away by Ironman mercilessly.

"Very good. Nobody's came late nor skipped classes. I hope that all students will continue to keep this up."

After taking the attendance, Ironman moves his heavy feet out of the classroom—together with my handphone.

"Very good. Part 1 of the plan is complete."

"Yuuji! What sort of grudge do you have against me! Now my handphone got confiscated by Ironman all because of you!"

"This is a bait meant to fish out where our targets are. We just need to take them back."

"Eh? Bait?"

"That's right. I deliberately allowed Ironman to confiscate your handphone in order to find out where Ironman hid those items."

"Why didn't you tell me in the first place..."

And if possible, I hope that you can use your handphone as bait.

"...I'm back."

"WAHH!"

Suddenly talking right behind me. You scared me~

"Oh, Muttsulini came back already. How was it?"

"...Those confiscated items are placed in the staff storage cupboard."

"As expected of Muttsulini, erasing your own presence to tail people, that truly is your specialty. I'm impressed."

Seems like Muttsulini went to tail Ironman and investigate where my handphone was hidden. If it's tailing others without attracting attention, Yuuji can't do it, and Hideyoshi doesn't have the skills.

"...But the cupboard's locked."

"Okay. So where's the key?"

"...In the rear left pocket of Ironman's pants."

"I see. If so, we have to snatch the key from him."

"Ya, but how are we going to do that?"

"No problems. I got a good idea. We'll take action during cleaning time."

Anyway, let's attend lessons and wait for school dismissal.

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It's finally dismissal time.

"So, what plan do you have?"

As I tried to sneak out yesterday, I was punished to sweep the entire corridor alone. Thus, I'm discussing the plan with Yuuji and the rest while twisting the mop around. These damned guys don't have any intentions of helping out in the first place.

"We'll be using that."

Yuuji lifts his chin and points.

"A pail? What are we going to do with that?"

"We're going to use that to splash water on Ironman and make him take off his clothes."

I see. If so, we can then take his clothes away and take the key to the cupboard,

"Mm hm~ this method is simple and easy to succeed."

Hideyoshi's right. We can't possibly fail. Basically, there's only the last problem to this plan, and that is—whoever going to splash the water on Ironman will get pursued by him to the ends of the Earth.

"There's only one problem in this plan, and that's the one who's going to splash the water, 'Akihisa' will get pursued by him to the ends of the Earth."

Hold on! Is it decided that I'll be the one in charge of doing this?

"However, that's not really a huge problem."

THAT'S A HUGE PROBLEM TO ME!

"Oi, isn't that too strange? Let's settle this with rock paper scissors!"

"Ooh, look! Me and our target's already here."

"Very good. You got to do your best, Akihisa!"

"...Do your best."

"Eh? Hold on!"

The trio already wordlessly retreated back in the shortest time possible.

Ironman has already climbed up the stairs. If so, I can only do this!

My eyes have already captured the target, and the relative speed was estimated. The prepared weapon's in my hand, everything's okay—time to attack!

"WAAHH! I SLIPPED!"

Dragging the mop, I deliberately fell forward by letting my feet stagger and aim the pail at Ironman, who's on the stairs. GET WET!

"GUAH!"

How, how is it possible! As expected of Ironman! To be able to suddenly react in the blink of an eye and dodge the splash thanks to his superhuman senses! However—

"WHERE ARE YOU ESCAPING TO!?"

I drag the mop in my hand to where Ironman dodged to. I won't admit defeat so easily!

Phoosh, Clak cak cak.

The water from the pail drenched Ironman, and the pail rolls asie. Mission accomplished.

I pick up the pail and mop that I threw out as I remain mindful not to step on the puddle of water, saying to a stunned Ironman "Sorry, I slipped—AHH, sensei! An encyclopaedia isn't to be used as a weapon!"

"I thought I just heard you say 'Where are you escaping to', didn't I?"

"That's just a hallucination."

"Stop trying to lie to me with such a serious look on your face. Get ready to die!"

"Sen, sensei, please don't use the edge of the encyclopaedia!"

Where are you guys now! Come save me! I'll definitely be beaten down by Ironman into a panda if this keeps up!

"Ahh, Akihisa, you really ended up doing it."

Yuuji and the rest appeared out of nowhere. Anyway, I'm saved~

"I told you so many times 'not to splash water onto sensei'..."

"Ow, OWW! SENSEI! I SAID THAT I DIDN'T DO IT ON PURPOSE ALREADY!"

They, they didn't help out at all! These damned guys! Are they intending to sit around and watch?

"Sensei, punish Akihisa later. I guess you better change your clothes. If you don't mind, I'll lend my P.E. attire to you."

"That's right. Sorry, then lend me that. Yoshii, stay behind and scrub the floor clean!"

Leaving these words behind, Ironman, who was drenched by me, head off to the classroom with Yuuji and the rest to change clothes.

"...So unfortunate."

Anyway, I remained behind to clean the floor up. Besides, I have the cleaning tools in my hand.

Just as I'm working hard to wipe the water off the floor, Hideyoshi walks out of the classroom and moves towards me.

"I got the key, Akihisa."

"Really? Then we just need to enter the staffroom and get back the confiscated items."

"Umm, let's hurry up before Ironman realizes it."

"Got it!"

After letting the mop lean against the wall, Hideyoshi and I quickly head towards the staffroom.

"I'm going in then."

I took the cupboard key from Hideyoshi's hands and reach my hand out for the door.

"There's no problem, right?"

"No need to worry. I'll try my best to walk into the staffroom without raising too much attention and get those things back."

I should be just an ordinary student to every teacher, except for Ironman. I should be more suited for this role as compared to Hideyoshi, who has the look of a beauty.

"Really? Then I'll just wait here for your good news."

"Mm, I'm going in then~ 'cuse me~"

I open the staffroom door slightly. No problem, I'm not some irritating guy.

"Yoshii? Hurry up and get over here!"

"Why!? Why am I noticed so soon after entering the room!?"

I got caught by the Ancient Literature teacher immediately after entering the room. Why?

"I want to hear what excuse you have regarding the essay 'translate the Tsurezuregusa[http://www.baka-tsuki.net/project/index.php?title=Baka_to_Tesuto_to_Syokanju:Volume3.5_Translation_Notes_and_References#] into Modern Language'!"

"Ah, I did hand in my homework properly."

"I'm asking why did you turn the Tsurezuregusa into a rap!?"

"Eh? But sensei wanted it to be translated into the modern language, and speaking of modern Japanese, isn't it—"

"Ah, Yoshii-kun, remember to come over here after you're done there."

"Yoshii, that Chemistry report you handed in was too ridiculous! Come over and explain it to me later."

Unknowingly, I got surrounded by several teachers. Well, if this is the case, forget about completing the plan, I'll be hounded by these teachers till night! Got to find a way to get away from them!

"Excuse me..."

Just as I'm pondering on what to do, someone else entered the staffroom. Hm? Isn't that Hideyoshi?

"Ooh, isn't that Kinoshita? What's wrong?"

"I, I suddenly...don't feel too good...but the health teacher isn't...in..."

Hideyoshi cupped his mouth. He really doesn't look too good. Is he sick?

"Hideyoshi, are you—"

I frantically rushed towards him. At this moment, he suddenly blinked at me. I see, so he's acting! As expected of someone from the drama club, I nearly got fooled.

"Sorry, but can I rest here—"

Before finishing, Hideyoshi collapsed onto the floor.

"Ki, Kinoshita! Are you alright?"

"Anyway, let's take him to the sickbay!"

"You, you're right! Sensei, please carry his legs!"

A few teachers start to create quite the ruckus. After that, everyone in the staffroom left to accompany Hideyoshi to the sick bay. Brilliantly done, Hideyoshi!

"Let's use this opportunity to get back those confiscated items. Let me see, Ironman...no wait, it's Nishimura. Nishimura's..."

I checked the nametag on the cupboards which are according to order. Oh, found it. It's this one.

"...Speaking of which, I somehow imagined that bugs will crawl out of Ironman's cupboard."

Though I'm a bit fearful, I have no time to hesitate. I pull out the key Hideyoshi handed to me and pull the door handle down, opening the metal cupboard effortlessly.

"Oh, it's unexpectedly clean..."

The cupboard's arranged rather neatly, and the bag of confiscated goods are placed in an obvious place.

"Let's get out of here before someone notices—hm?"

Just as I was about to lock the cupboard up and run away, I noticed a pile of old books tied up in raffia strings. Should be meant for throwing away.

"Uu~hm...since he's going to throw it, I might as well take it. Maybe I can get some money as well."

After grabbing the books with both hands, I immediately dashed out of the staffroom.

"Okay! At least we achieved our goal!"

After what happened just now, I brought the spoils—the bag of confiscated items back to Yuuji, only taking away my own stuff and the pile of old books. I then took them over to a second-hand shop to exchange these spoils for cash.

My handheld games and gaming software garnered a price lower than what I expected, while that pile of books got quite the price; what a nice mistake in estimation. I really got to thank Ironman for this.

"Let me see, is that girl here~"

"Ah! Onii-chan! You're here!"

Hazuki-chan immediately came running over to me the moment I approached the park. She really looked like a cute puppy, and that even warms my heart. Maybe it's because I'm often surrounded by idiots, Ironman and a violent girl...

"Mm, because we arranged to meet each other. Oh yeah, where did you get that doll from?"

Looking closely, Hazuki-chan's hugging something similar to the Noi doll that she wanted to buy (is that what it's called?). It looks as if it was sewn by hand.

"There was a pretty onee-chan who came over and said to me 'If that onii-chan couldn't succeed, then give this to your sister!' and handed it over to me!"

"?"

"And she also said 'If that onii-chan managed to buy the doll, i'll give this doll to you.'."

The kid's lack of order in her speech confused me.

Erm, let me straighten Hazuki-chan's words out—

—A pretty onee-chan came to Hazuki-chan today.

—And then, she handed this handmade doll over to Hazuki-chan

—This pretty onee-chan even said that if I couldn't do it, she'll give this doll to Hazuki-chan's sister as a gift.

—But if I succeeded, this doll will go to Hazuki-chan.

—So that's how it is.

"Mmm, is that so? Then this doll will go to hazuki-chan."

"Eh? Really?"

"Yeah. And this doll will go to Hazuki-chan's sister."

I hand over the large doll in my hand over to Hazuki-chan. It should be tough for her petite body to carry such a large doll, but she still received it delightedly.

"This is great! Thank you, onii-chan!"

"No problems. It'll be great if your sister can cheer up."

I patted her head. Hazuki-chan seems to enjoy it as she slowly closes her eyes.

"Uu~ Ah, that's right! Onii-chan, can you lend me your ear?"

"Eh? What is it? Are you going to say a secret to me or something?"

"Don't ask, just lend me your ear."

Is she about to thank me? I'm really touched. One can't become a proper adult if the person can't even say 'thank you' or 'sorry'.

"Okay, what is it?"

I bent over to match her height, but unexpectedly—

"Thank you, onii-chan♪"

Whoosh! A cute sensation passes my face. Eh? This...don't tell me this is...

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"Wha, wha, wha..."

"Onii-chan may be an idiot, but he's so gentle! Hazuki-chan loves you! When I grow up, I'll let you become my husband!"

Without waiting for me to reply, Hazuki-chan skips out of the park.

Re, recently, these elementary school students are...

I touched my face with my hand, seemingly wanting to wipe away the soft sensation that's left on the face. Even without looking at the mirror, I know my face is red. How, how embarrassing...she's just an elementary school kid...

"Hoo...time for me to go back as well..."

After lifting my bag up and slinging it over my back, I head off towards the exit of the park. While exiting, I see a familiar figure yesterday. That person is—

"Excuse me...are you Himeji-san?"

"Ah, yes, what is it—YO, YOSHII-KUN!"

So it's Himeji-san. It sure is hard to find another pretty girl. I can't possibly be mistaken.

"Sorry, I seemed to have scared you."

"No, no worries. I was just dazed..."

Our conversation got interrupted just like that. This, this is really awkward...what should I say to a friend who I haven't met for a long time?

"Erm, that...it's really a coincidence that we met here. Did you just finish class? But you look rather tired here, are you?"

"Yes,because I stayed up all night..."

"Hei~so Himeji-san would also stay up."

The impression she gives is that she lives her life normally, but it's unexpected that she would stay up.

"That's not it, I just stayed up last night, because I got something I have to do no matter what..."

She inadvertently yawned as she continued to talk. Himeji-san sure is cute when she lets out some tears due to sleepiness.

"Then, I'll be going off in this direction, goodbye."

"Ah, mm, byebye."

I waved my hand to Himeji-san, who bowed to me courteously.

While walking home, I just realized—oh ya, why did Himeji-san appear in such a place?

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"...There was a case of theft in the staffroom room."

The next morning, during self-study period, Ironman suddenly mentioned this. He's definitely referring to the bag of confiscated items that we got yesterday.

"Such a tragedy worth being angry over, don't you think so, Yoshii?"

He actually threw this question at me. As expected of Ironman, he must have realized that I was the perpetrator, but who will follow you obediently?

"Yeah, sure is worth sighing over."

I naturally replied with these few words. No problems, I got everything under control.

"Really? Speaking of which, that culprit even took sensei's books."

Hm? Books? Is he referring to that bundle of books? Wasn't he going to throw them away?

"And that culprit actually had the guts to use his own identity to sell my books to a second-hand shop."

"Is that so, he sure has guts."

"Yeah, hahahaha!"

"Ahhahaha..."

Ironman and I started laughing with all enthusiasm. Really, we're laughing with all sorts of happiness—at least it looked that way if not for those eyes.

"YOSHII! GET READY TO DIE!!!"

"So, sorry! Who knew that it was sensei's collection, I didn't—"

"Are you saying that you didn't even think of it?"

"No, I did think about it, but then I thought 'since its Ironman's, it doesn't matter~'! OW! OUCH! SENSEI! MY SKULLCAP GOT SMASHED IN BY YOU!"

"So you idiot has the highest suspicion. Looks like I have to be even more careful and watch you."

"Sensei! I'm feeling that I've been watched by you all this time, there's no way for you to watch me further!"

"No, there still is, right? I got a really precious title of honor that's suitable for you—"

"Eh, this is..."

"Everyone at the staff meeting this morning have all agreed, so accept this. This is a present that sensei's handing you."

From who knows when, Ironman suddenly has a piece of paper in his hand. This plain white paper has only a single line on it.

—Yoshii Akihisa.

The above mentioned has been designed as the 'Punishment Inspector' of Fumitzuki Gakuen.

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"Onee-chan!"

Hm? Hazuki, what's up?"

"Well, this is for onee-chan!"

"Eh? Isn't this the Noi doll that I always wanted? How did you..."

"Because onee-chan looked so lethargic. Hazuki prepared it for onee-chan to cheer onee-chan up!"

"Hazuki...really, you...thank you, onee-chan's really happy!"

"Schoolwork may be tough, but you must work hard, Minami nee-chan!"

"Hm, I'll do my best! I'll feel like I lost if I continue to mess around like this. And also..."

"And also what?"

"I'm mindful of someone in school."

"Eh? Onee-chan's mindful of someone? Who is it? How is that person like?"

"Well~as repayment of the Noi doll, I'll only say this to Hazuki. That person is in the same class as me, and he's one huge idiot~"

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Baka to Tesuto to Syokanju:Volume3.5 Baka to Tesuto to Syokanju ～Preparation Chapter～

2011-06-15T11:17:42Z

HonouRyuu: /* Idiots, Tests and the Summoned Beasts ～Preparation Chapter～ */

==Idiots, Tests and the Summoned Beasts ～Preparation Chapter～==

'''Please fill in the name of the historical person in the blank below.'''

_________ instituted the Rakuichi Rakuza policy which abolished and prohibited monopolies to stimulate business and economy.

'''Himeji Mizuki's answer:'''

"Oda Nobunaga"

'''Teacher's comment:'''

Correct.

'''Shimada Minami's answer:'''

"That fella with the topknot"

'''Teacher's comment:'''

Have you got yourself familiarized with Japan yet? I'm a little worried when I saw your answer.

'''Yoshii Akihisa's answer:'''

"Nobu"

'''Teacher's comment:'''

You're getting a little too familiar with him.

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Sis seemed worn out after moving here.

Is someone bullying her in school? Or is someone irritating her?

Then again, her classmates sounded really interesting from the stories she told me, and she seemed to like them a lot...

So, what is wearing her out?

Is it because of her studies? She told me she had difficulties catching up.

I hope she can recover soon.

Her birthday's coming... Would she cheer up if I give her a huge doll? She loves stuffed dolls, after all.

Mm... I'll do that! I'll buy a ''really'' big stuffed doll to cheer her up!

I wonder if I have enough pocket money...

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"EVERYONE, FREEZE! PUT YOUR BAGS ON THE TABLE AND OPEN IT!"

No sooner has the homeroom period start than our homeroom teacher, Iron— I mean, Mr. Nishimura, declared this, without any prior warning.

Crap! The stuff I brought today has nothing to do with studies!

An idea popped up in my mind for that moment. ''I'll grab my bag and run as fast as my legs could go!''

"Let me warn you: don't even think of running away."

It'll be one hell of a task to outrun this homeroom teacher. After all, he's sinewy, promptly nicknamed as "Ironman". He'll just utilize those powerful muscles of his, trained from participating in numerous 'Ironman' triathlons, to relentlessly pursue those who dare to run away.

"Good, I'm going round to check. Any items I find unrelated to studies will be confiscated."

Starting from the first row near the corridor, he went round the rows to check the contents of the bags, confiscating trump cards, magazines, and the such.

"Sakamoto, show me the contents of your pocket."

One student has not only his bag, but his pockets as well checked.

"Damn it!"

Sakamoto Yuuji shouted in agony. By the way, he's my best friend, and also my worst friend.

Still, he rummaged through his pocket obediently and pulled out an MP3 player.

"Thought so. I'll be taking this."

Ironman put his MP3 player into his sack of confiscated items. Yuuji, who never expected his pocket to be searched, glared at Ironman defiantly.

''"Quite a disaster for you, eh?"''

I whispered to him.

''"Damn it! He doesn't usually check our pockets, does he?! Why am I the ''only'' one having this special treatment?!)

''"Too bad. Who asked you to be such a badass?"''

''"Damn it!"''

On a closer look, how thorough Ironman checks depends on who the person is. He'll just glance through the bags of good students, but for others, he'll check them thoroughly, including the hidden pockets.

"You're next, Yoshii Akihisa."

"Ah, yes."

Ironman stood in front of me. I'm sure he wouldn't ask me to go through my pockets like Yuuji—

"Take off your uniform and change into your gym clothes."

"Eh?! You're kidding, right?!"

I can't believe how low his trust was in me.

"Besides... You know, it's a little embarrassing to change in front of the girls..."

"That won't do. You might have prohibited goods hidden up your pants, so change your clothes right now."

"What?! Even I wouldn't stoop that low! You should at least trust me—"

As I stepped forward to bring my point across, something dropped out from the leg of my pants with a loud thud.

"Oi, Akihisa, your dropped your DS."

I thanked Yuuji, who kindly picked up my handheld console, and faced the Ironman once again.

"As I was saying, trust me, will ya?"

"Don't bother changing. You can't be trusted even in your gym clothes."

Wha- What the hell? He tightened up his guard instead!

"You actually brought game consoles, manga, light novels, DVDs to school... What on Earth are you treating school as?!"

My precious treasures went into his sack, one by one. Just my luck for him to do a spot check on the day I brought them. The combined value of those items might go up to thousands of yen.

"Is this everything? Let me repeat this again: the school is a place for you to learn. Next time, don't bring anything that is not related to your studies."

Ironman returned to the podium with the sack of confiscated items. Farewell, my precious treasures...

"All right, since the spot check took quite a bit of time, there will be no homeroom session for today. The first lesson will be the Summoning Practicals, so get to the gym as soon as possible."

Marking the end of his class with that, Ironman left the classroom, with everyone's treasures in his sack.

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"Summon!"

With calls of summoning echoing throughout the gym, I turned to Yuuji, who was sitting beside me.

"It's just an hour into school and we're already got hit by a nuke."

"No shit. Man, I can't believe my one-month-old MP3 got confiscated!"

"Whoa, that's quite some fresh meat."

"And it was bloody expensive!"

A vexed look warped the wild features on his face. I understand his feelings ''very'' well.

"Akihisa, your games got done for as well, right? Quite a lot of them, too."

"Mm... The total value could easily hit thirty thousand yen."

A console, games, DVDs and CDs... Looking from the value of the confiscated items, the one with the highest loss would either be me or Muttsulini. How unlucky...

:"Next, Himeji Mizuki, please step forward."

:"Y-Yes."

"Hey, it's Himeji's turn! Muttsulini, aren't you gonna take that rare photo of her in gym clothes?"

"...My camera was confiscated."

"Oh, right... A pity indeed. It's pretty hard to see her in gym clothes when we're in different classes."

"And this is the only Summoning Practicals we'll ever get."

"..."

Depressed, Muttsulini's head sunk even lower. Oh well, can't blame him for that.

With that silky long hair, and that cute, innocent look, coupled with those bouncy chests of hers which seemed to have a mind of its own, it's easy to figure out why any guy would want to take a photo of her. I, for one, would die to take a photo of her at this moment.

:"I-Is this how you do it? Summon!"

She mumbled that out diffidently. A geometrical magic array formed near her feet, and her summoned beast appeared in front of everyone.

"Just like I thought, her summoned beast sure looks pretty strong."

"Totally. Wouldn't have guessed that from its cuteness."

Himeji's summoned beast looked really cute. Since a summoned beast takes the appearance of its caster, there's no need to explain further when the caster's such a babe as well.

Speaking of which, what made her summoned beast so impressive was—

"I'm sure her beast's the only one capable of wielding such a huge sword."

"Yeah, probably only those at her level could pull that off."

Her summoned beast was wielding a Western longsword several times longer than her height effortlessly. Anyone could tell that this summoned beast isn't one to be underestimated.

:Class C, Himeji Mizuki, Combined Subjects 3943 points

:''vs''

:Class C, Furukawa Ayumi, Combined Subjects 1264 points

The points were displayed in front of them. These were probably the results from the previous mid-term exams.

"No wonder it's so strong."

"Gosh, it's almost 4000 points. She sure is smart."

Holed up in a corner, we nod in agreement to each other.

The strength of a summoned beast is directly proportional to the exam results of the student. So basically, in a Summoning Exam, the higher your exam scores are, the stronger your summoned beast will be.

"Oh yeah, Akihisa, don't you know her?"

"Mm. She was my classmate in grade school, but we haven't spoke to each other for years. She'd probably have forgotten about me, I guess."

Since we're in different classes now, I've became distant with her. I'd definitely talk to her if I have the chance, but the probability of that happening is close to nil. It would most likely look like a confession if I were to barge into her class and say to her "I've got something to tell you".

"I supposed... Since the chances of you getting to be in the same class with her next year is close to zero, you'd eventually disappear from her memory."

"Next year? You mean the streaming exams?"

"Duh. You'll definitely won't be in the same class as her."

"That might be true, but..."

Just like any other school in Japan, we were streamed into different classes upon entering the academy. However, it will be different from the next year onwards. We'll be sorted according to our grades. Though Himeji is in Class C, with those grades of hers, she'll definitely be sorted into Class A next year. That's why Yuuji and me will probably be in different classes with her again since we're both straddling about in Class D.

"Will she really forget about me? It feels kinda lonely when I think of that."

"She will, since there's no point remembering a loser like you."

"What did you say?!"

We continued chatting while looking at the practicals of others when a voice called out:

"Next! Yoshii Akihisa and Shimada Minami!"

Ironman- I mean, Mr. Nishimura's voice rang loudly through the gym. Looking around, I realized that the others had finished their practicals.

"I'll be right back."

"Sure. You're a candidate for the "Punishment Inspector" anyway, so use the chance to learn how to control your summoned beast."

"Hey! I'm not a badass like you, Yuuji!"

I rolled my eyes back at Yuuji. Really, me as a candidate for ''the'' Punishment Inspector? How rude. Having that title is the same as being labeled as the most problematic student in school. How could I possibly be a candidate when no one in the history of the academy had that title before?

"Hurry up, Yoshii!!"

"Coming!"

Hearing Ironman's roar at me, I hastily increased my pace. It seemed like my training partner has already finished the summoning process.

"..."

My training partner was staring blankly at the summoned beast in front of her. This energetic girl, with a ponytail and a pair of sexy, slim legs, is my classmate, Shimada. However, a worried expression is registered on her face now. What's wrong? Was she disappointed by how weak her summoned beast unexpectedly looks?

"What's wrong, Shimada? Were you shocked by your unexpectedly weak summoned beast?"

I attempted to console her with my kind words. For a moment, the grey clouds over her head seemed to have disappeared, and she beamed a smile at me.

"Ah, so you're my opponent. I'm so happy!"

She blushed slightly. Seeing her expression made me happy as well. Geez, I didn't think she'd do that in front of everyone... I don't know how to handle her.

"It feels good to be able to beat you up!"

...Seriously, someone teach me how to handle this crazy girl.

"Shimada, our beasts are going to do the battling, not us."

I'm a little worried, so I confirmed the rules with her again. This is the summoning practical meant for the summoning battles next year, so this should be a battle between summoned beasts. At least that's what I thought.

"You're right. It ain't gonna be a fight between us."

She nodded her head in agreement. Great, seems like she got my point.

"Since I'll be the only one dishing out the beating anyway."

THAT'S NOT THE POINT!

"Did you hear that, sir? She's threatening me! If you have the time to check our belongings, shouldn't you do something about this explicit display of violence in school?!"

"Shimada, violence is bad, even if it's Yoshii we're talking here."

"But, sir..."

"No buts. A no is a no, you understand?"

"...Fine."

"I'm glad you understood. So-"

A wide smile appeared on Ironman's face,

"—I'll make this an exception."

"Wait... That's weird..."

Am I thinking too much? That conversation sounded as if a teacher had just allowed a case of violence in school.

"I'll do my best!"

"Good luck!"

"Ahaha, both of you are really dumb. Do you think I'll go down that easily and forgive you guys? I'll have you satisfy my demands before I-I'M SORRY! IT'S MY FAULT, PLEASE SPARE ME!!"

They didn't spare me, even after my numerous begging.

Was it something I said that lead to this disaster...?

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"Man... Ever since the morning inspection, it's been one disaster after another today..."

School finally ended. I was bitching about the day to the guys I usually hang out with.

"That's because you brought so many unnecessary things to school."
[[User:HonouRyuu|HonouRyuu]] 11:12, 15 June 2011 (UCT)

Sitting beside me and showing me a smile is Kinoshita Hideyoshi, who's in the same class as me, Yuuji and Muttsulini. It's already weird to hear him speak like an old man, and he has a beauty's face on him. He really likes to make comments. Even so, I do feel that he's the most normal person after me, since the other two are so abnormal that words can't describe them.

"Speaking of which, Hideyoshi didn't get anything confiscated, right?

"Of course I did, I got some costumes and props confiscated from me. Even though I told sensei that it's for the drama club, they still got confiscated either way."

The school has already provided some props and costumes for Hideyoshi, so Hideyoshi himself doesn't need to bring them. If so, these are unnecessary things. However—

"There's no need to confiscate them all anyway, he could have given us some leeway. Who expected Ironman's brain to be so hard."

"...(Nods head forcefully)."

"His brain's definitely filled with lead."

Muttsulini and Yuuji seem to agree with me. This can't be helped, since they got quite a few things confiscated as well.

And I actually thought that 'we're just having summoning practical today, so there're no lessons; should be rather relaxing today."

It was supposed to be relaxing, but I guess it's better to have lessons without the search.

"Summoning practical..."

Hearing my little grumbling, Yuuji muttered to himself.

"Eh? What's wrong, Yuuji?"

"Nothing. It's just that I remembered that we have to take part in summoning war next year."

For some reason, he sure seemed happy when he said this.

Speaking of summoning war, well, it's about having a summoning battle between classes with the class facilities on the line. If we can move onto second year without any mishaps, we'll have this summoning war system on us.

"But why must we have this summoning war system? If we want to differentiate the scores clearly, can't we just stick grades onto everyone?"

"Well, most likely, they prefer a summoning war to tests since it can motivate students, right? As a class, the students will work hard to not drag their classmates down."

"I see. So they intend to make us work together and improve our grades without breaking us, right?"

"Yeah, this allows the school to do what they want the most, and that's 'to groom students who can showcase their real potential in society'."

"Oh~ Is that so?"

Just as the four of them were chatting away.

"Ah...really, that Yoshii actually left the cleaning work to me. Where did he go off to?"

A certain student can be heard shouting on the corridor. Is that Shimada-san?

"What the heck, Akihisa. You're in charge of cleaning today?"

"Mm, but I left the cleaning work to Shimada-san and ran off first."

"Hmm, according to how I see it, you two have quite the relationship."

"...(Nods head forcefully)."

"Ah haha, it's not what you think it is."

"Really. Once I catch him, I'll tie his limbs up and throw him down the 3rd level!"

That's a highly difficult stunt even a stuntman will be afraid of.

"Sorry, I don't think I can protect my own life any longer. I'll be leaving now!"

Without saying anything else, I grabbed my bag and dashed out of the corridor. I love my life.

"Ah, Yoshii! So you're hiding here! Hold it right there!"

"I'm not going to wait! You're going to kill me, right?"

"I'm not angry at all. Just hold on, will you!?"

That's definitely a lie.

"These two really have rather good feelings."

"...(Nods head forcefully)."

She said that she's not angry, but she's holding onto a rope for some reason.

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"Hoo...that was scary~"

It's been past 30 minutes since I came running out of school, and before I knew it, I'm on a shopping street.

"Well. I don't intend to buy anything, so I guess I'll go back home—hm?"

Just as I intended to head home, I saw a familiar figure walk into a shop. Isn't that Himeji-san?

"I guess it's somewhat of a fate for us to meet here. Should I be courageous and call her..."

Though we did study in the same class during elementary school, we were separated into different classes during middle school. Before I knew it, Himeji-san seemed so distant from me. To see her in front of me after so many years, I really want to talk to her—the reason why I feel this way is most likely because of Yuuji's words 'She'll erase you from her memory anyway'.

In order to turn my thoughts into action, I follow Himeji-san closely as I walked into the shop...only to find that there're so many dolls here, it's unbelievable. Seems like this is a doll shop that a girl will love the most—what the heck, this shop's basically a doll shop!

"Well, let's go back. This shop really doesn't suit me."

I immediately hasten my pace and walk towards the exit. Anyway, the most important thing right now is to leave this place.

"This is Hazuki's only request of this lifetime. Please, uncle!"

"Even if you say that, I have to do business, you know..."

The moment I reached the exit, I suddenly heard this conversation. It seemed like a girl's standing at the counter and telling the cashier something. She seems rather insistent on this. What's going on?

I felt a bit mindful, so I turn my head to where the voice came from. As I expected, it's a cashier uncle and a girl who looks like she's in elementary school.

"I want to get that big Noi doll no matter what. Please, I beg you!"

"Even if you ask me like this...we're doing business. Wouldn't it be unfair to the other customers if I give you a little discount? We shopkeepers do have to treat all customers equally."

"Even so, please!"

"Uuu...really can't handle you..."

The cashier uncle looked rather troubled as he said this and scratches his face. The girl however continued to beg earnestly. Seeing such a small girl beg like this, I'll be seen as really cruel if I'm to walk away like this...

"Hey, little girl, why do you want this doll?"

I know that I'm too nosey, but I still ended up getting involved.

Now that a 3rd party has suddenly appeared, the little girl and the uncle revealed a surprised look on their faces.

"Be, because onee-chan didn't look too good recently. I wanted to buy the doll that she always wanted to hopefully motivate her..."

"Not looking good?"

"Most likely, because she just came back from Germany and couldn't understand Japanese well!

Shifted houses...even if it's within Japanese land, anyone will feel lonely when the friends and environment changes, let alone coming back to Japan.

"Even then, onee-chan took over mommy and daddy and did all the housework like sweeping and washing clothes nicely, and often play together with Hazuki..."

Seemed like it hit her sore spot as Hazuki-chan's wide eyes start to tear up.

"Waa! Don, don't cry! Nii-san will help you out here!"

"...Really?"

"Mm, really."

"...Thank you, onii-chan!"

Wiping away the tears, Hazuki-chan reveals a delightful smile.

"Speaking of which, how much does this doll cost?"

The doll in Hazuki-chan's arms is about 1m tall. If I make a rough estimate, I don't think 5,000 yen's going to be enough.

"Including tax, it'll be a total of 24,800 yen."

"Sorry, nii-san already tried, but he can't do it."

"Onii-chan?"

Hazuki-chan looks rather sad.

Argh! Didn't expect one to be that expensive. Under these conditions, the declaration of surrender came out of my mouth without thinking through.

"Then how much does Hazuki-chan has?"

"I only have 10,000yen..."

So we're missing 15,000. Including my entire fortune, there's only 11,699 yen. We can't even hitting the price of 24,800 yen! The most we can pay is half.

"Excuse me, can you sell this doll to us at 11,699 yen?"

"Eh, I just said before that that we're doing a business here..."

The reply's still the same.

"Onii-chan, this isn't any different from before."

Hazuki-chan whispered to my ear.

She's right. Up till now, I've been doing the same thing as what Hazuki-chan's been doing. However, things will be different from now on. I'm not an elementary school student; let's show her how an adult (high school student) does things!

"We have only 11,699 yen in total, that's about half the price of the doll, right?"

"Ya. That's still not quite enough."

"Hazuki-chan wants this doll, and uncle wants to sell this to her, but you're unwilling to sell it to her at half price. If so, I have a great idea!"

"Hm? What is it?"

"We can rip the doll in half and sell the right side to—eh? What? Why are you two seeing me as an idiot?"

"...Are you really a high school student?"

"...Onii-chan's an idiot!"

I, I actually got called stupid by an elementary school kid!

"I can't give you a discount, but I can guarantee that I won't sell this doll away for the time being. You can go back to discuss with your parents first."

Making this conclusion, the uncle ended the conversation just like this.

"Can't you ask your parents to buy it for you, Hazuki-chan?"

Having walked out of the shop, we came to the park to discuss our plans.

"Mommy and daddy aren't normally at home...so they would leave the money to one-chan. If I want to buy something, onee-chan will definitely ask for a reason..."

"I see, uu~"

Wanting to do something for her beloved older sister—Hazuki-chan's heart's ever so glamorous, it's way different from my family who sent me to Fumitzuki Gakuen on the excuse of 'not wanting to waste school fees'. I must help Hazuki-chan in order to prevent her from losing this intimacy with her family.

But speaking of which, what should I do? It'll be good if I have some more money, but my money's about to be used it...

"Oh ya! Hazuki can get money if she sells her manga to a second-hand shop, right?"

Hazuki-chan thought of this brilliant plan as her eyes sparkle. It's true that we can get money just like this, but I think that she can't get so much anyway. Of course, it's a different case altogether if I have those handheld games that were confiscated this morning—

"Hm? Oh ya, there's this plan after all!"

"...Onii-chan, have you thought of something?"

"I can't possibly get it back it my hands anyway. If I'm successful, we may be able to get enough money to buy the doll..."

Though I don't think it can work...mm! It's still worth a try though.

"Okay! Hazuki-chan, can you come back to the park tomorrow?"

"Y, yes. I can come over..."

"Then we'll meet here tomorrow. It's getting dark now, let's go home."

I waved my hands and said goodbye to Hazuki-chan. Anyway, I got to discuss it with Yuuji and the rest tomorrow.

"Ah, mm, bye bye..."

Speaking of which, did Himeji-san really enter that shop?

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"So you want to take back those confiscated items?"

The next morning, in the same classroom, I talked to the trio as per usual.

"I do feel that it's a pity to leave those things that got confiscated yesterday, but..."

"Uu~mm...ya, but the opponent's that Ironman. We may be designated as 'Punishment Inspectors' if we're not careful..."

Yuuji and Hideyoshi lower their chin and ponder. Seems like they don't intend to help me. This is bad, looks like I have to deal with this on my own.

"...I approve of Akihisa's proposal."

"Eh? Muttsulini? You're willing to help me?"

"...(Nods head forcefully)."

Great! Now at least I have someone who specializes in stealth helping me out.

"...Never mind, let's give it a go."

"Ah? So Yuuji's okay with it?"

"Yeah. I just bought that MP3 recently, and I accumulated quite a debt to Ironman, so let's settle this once and for all."

Yuuji smirked. What an enthusiastic bad guy's face.

"If so, I'll help out as well. If I can get back those things, I don't want to give up as well."

In the end, even Hideyoshi nodded his head, and everyone decided to take part in this. As expected of the group problematic first-years.

"Right now, the most important thing is to investigate where our targets are."

"That's right. If we don't even know where Ironman hid those confiscated items, we can't possibly get them back even if we want to."

The confiscated items may have ended up being abandoned, but they were just confiscated yesterday, so Ironman should still have them with him.

"That's the case. Akihisa, remove the silence function of the phone."

"Eh? Why?"

"Don't ask too much, just do it. You want those confiscated items back, right?"

"...I'm not really sure what's going on, but I just need to remove the silence function, right?"

"That's right."

The phone can't possibly ring during lesson time, there shouldn't be any problems, right? Let's just follow what Yuuji told me to do.

I pull my handphone out from my pocket and took it out of silent mode.

"Oi, you people better hurry up and sit down. I'm going to start taking attendance."

Seeing our homeroom teacher Ironman walk into the classroom, I immediately slip the handphone back into my pocket.

"Alright, let's begin."

Thus, our battle for the confiscated items officially begins now.

"Shimada."

"Here."

"Shimizu."

"Here."

At the usual time of taking attendance, Ironman's coarse voice echoes clearly throughout the classroom.

"Yamaguchi."

"Here."

"Watanabe."

"Here."

—Beep beep beep.

Suddenly, a beep interrupted the class while attendance is taken. Whose phone is it? Really, do think that we have such a stupid person in class. The phone will definitely get confiscated when it rings in class.

"...Yoshii, hand over your phone."

"...Yes."

The problem is, this stupid person was me.

Damn it! Why must it ring at this moment!? Who called me!?

<<Missed call: Sakamoto Yuuji>>

"Yu, Yuuji, you betrayed me!"

"I'll consficate the handphone then."

"Ahh! Handphone! MY HANDPHONE!"

My handphone got taken away by Ironman mercilessly.

"Very good. Nobody's came late nor skipped classes. I hope that all students will continue to keep this up."

After taking the attendance, Ironman moves his heavy feet out of the classroom—together with my handphone.

"Very good. Part 1 of the plan is complete."

"Yuuji! What sort of grudge do you have against me! Now my handphone got confiscated by Ironman all because of you!"

"This is a bait meant to fish out where our targets are. We just need to take them back."

"Eh? Bait?"

"That's right. I deliberately allowed Ironman to confiscate your handphone in order to find out where Ironman hid those items."

"Why didn't you tell me in the first place..."

And if possible, I hope that you can use your handphone as bait.

"...I'm back."

"WAHH!"

Suddenly talking right behind me. You scared me~

"Oh, Muttsulini came back already. How was it?"

"...Those confiscated items are placed in the staff storage cupboard."

"As expected of Muttsulini, erasing your own presence to tail people, that truly is your specialty. I'm impressed."

Seems like Muttsulini went to tail Ironman and investigate where my handphone was hidden. If it's tailing others without attracting attention, Yuuji can't do it, and Hideyoshi doesn't have the skills.

"...But the cupboard's locked."

"Okay. So where's the key?"

"...In the rear left pocket of Ironman's pants."

"I see. If so, we have to snatch the key from him."

"Ya, but how are we going to do that?"

"No problems. I got a good idea. We'll take action during cleaning time."

Anyway, let's attend lessons and wait for school dismissal.

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It's finally dismissal time.

"So, what plan do you have?"

As I tried to sneak out yesterday, I was punished to sweep the entire corridor alone. Thus, I'm discussing the plan with Yuuji and the rest while twisting the mop around. These damned guys don't have any intentions of helping out in the first place.

"We'll be using that."

Yuuji lifts his chin and points.

"A pail? What are we going to do with that?"

"We're going to use that to splash water on Ironman and make him take off his clothes."

I see. If so, we can then take his clothes away and take the key to the cupboard,

"Mm hm~ this method is simple and easy to succeed."

Hideyoshi's right. We can't possibly fail. Basically, there's only the last problem to this plan, and that is—whoever going to splash the water on Ironman will get pursued by him to the ends of the Earth.

"There's only one problem in this plan, and that's the one who's going to splash the water, 'Akihisa' will get pursued by him to the ends of the Earth."

Hold on! Is it decided that I'll be the one in charge of doing this?

"However, that's not really a huge problem."

THAT'S A HUGE PROBLEM TO ME!

"Oi, isn't that too strange? Let's settle this with rock paper scissors!"

"Ooh, look! Me and our target's already here."

"Very good. You got to do your best, Akihisa!"

"...Do your best."

"Eh? Hold on!"

The trio already wordlessly retreated back in the shortest time possible.

Ironman has already climbed up the stairs. If so, I can only do this!

My eyes have already captured the target, and the relative speed was estimated. The prepared weapon's in my hand, everything's okay—time to attack!

"WAAHH! I SLIPPED!"

Dragging the mop, I deliberately fell forward by letting my feet stagger and aim the pail at Ironman, who's on the stairs. GET WET!

"GUAH!"

How, how is it possible! As expected of Ironman! To be able to suddenly react in the blink of an eye and dodge the splash thanks to his superhuman senses! However—

"WHERE ARE YOU ESCAPING TO!?"

I drag the mop in my hand to where Ironman dodged to. I won't admit defeat so easily!

Phoosh, Clak cak cak.

The water from the pail drenched Ironman, and the pail rolls asie. Mission accomplished.

I pick up the pail and mop that I threw out as I remain mindful not to step on the puddle of water, saying to a stunned Ironman "Sorry, I slipped—AHH, sensei! An encyclopaedia isn't to be used as a weapon!"

"I thought I just heard you say 'Where are you escaping to', didn't I?"

"That's just a hallucination."

"Stop trying to lie to me with such a serious look on your face. Get ready to die!"

"Sen, sensei, please don't use the edge of the encyclopaedia!"

Where are you guys now! Come save me! I'll definitely be beaten down by Ironman into a panda if this keeps up!

"Ahh, Akihisa, you really ended up doing it."

Yuuji and the rest appeared out of nowhere. Anyway, I'm saved~

"I told you so many times 'not to splash water onto sensei'..."

"Ow, OWW! SENSEI! I SAID THAT I DIDN'T DO IT ON PURPOSE ALREADY!"

They, they didn't help out at all! These damned guys! Are they intending to sit around and watch?

"Sensei, punish Akihisa later. I guess you better change your clothes. If you don't mind, I'll lend my P.E. attire to you."

"That's right. Sorry, then lend me that. Yoshii, stay behind and scrub the floor clean!"

Leaving these words behind, Ironman, who was drenched by me, head off to the classroom with Yuuji and the rest to change clothes.

"...So unfortunate."

Anyway, I remained behind to clean the floor up. Besides, I have the cleaning tools in my hand.

Just as I'm working hard to wipe the water off the floor, Hideyoshi walks out of the classroom and moves towards me.

"I got the key, Akihisa."

"Really? Then we just need to enter the staffroom and get back the confiscated items."

"Umm, let's hurry up before Ironman realizes it."

"Got it!"

After letting the mop lean against the wall, Hideyoshi and I quickly head towards the staffroom.

"I'm going in then."

I took the cupboard key from Hideyoshi's hands and reach my hand out for the door.

"There's no problem, right?"

"No need to worry. I'll try my best to walk into the staffroom without raising too much attention and get those things back."

I should be just an ordinary student to every teacher, except for Ironman. I should be more suited for this role as compared to Hideyoshi, who has the look of a beauty.

"Really? Then I'll just wait here for your good news."

"Mm, I'm going in then~ 'cuse me~"

I open the staffroom door slightly. No problem, I'm not some irritating guy.

"Yoshii? Hurry up and get over here!"

"Why!? Why am I noticed so soon after entering the room!?"

I got caught by the Ancient Literature teacher immediately after entering the room. Why?

"I want to hear what excuse you have regarding the essay 'translate the Tsurezuregusa[http://www.baka-tsuki.net/project/index.php?title=Baka_to_Tesuto_to_Syokanju:Volume3.5_Translation_Notes_and_References#] into Modern Language'!"

"Ah, I did hand in my homework properly."

"I'm asking why did you turn the Tsurezuregusa into a rap!?"

"Eh? But sensei wanted it to be translated into the modern language, and speaking of modern Japanese, isn't it—"

"Ah, Yoshii-kun, remember to come over here after you're done there."

"Yoshii, that Chemistry report you handed in was too ridiculous! Come over and explain it to me later."

Unknowingly, I got surrounded by several teachers. Well, if this is the case, forget about completing the plan, I'll be hounded by these teachers till night! Got to find a way to get away from them!

"Excuse me..."

Just as I'm pondering on what to do, someone else entered the staffroom. Hm? Isn't that Hideyoshi?

"Ooh, isn't that Kinoshita? What's wrong?"

"I, I suddenly...don't feel too good...but the health teacher isn't...in..."

Hideyoshi cupped his mouth. He really doesn't look too good. Is he sick?

"Hideyoshi, are you—"

I frantically rushed towards him. At this moment, he suddenly blinked at me. I see, so he's acting! As expected of someone from the drama club, I nearly got fooled.

"Sorry, but can I rest here—"

Before finishing, Hideyoshi collapsed onto the floor.

"Ki, Kinoshita! Are you alright?"

"Anyway, let's take him to the sickbay!"

"You, you're right! Sensei, please carry his legs!"

A few teachers start to create quite the ruckus. After that, everyone in the staffroom left to accompany Hideyoshi to the sick bay. Brilliantly done, Hideyoshi!

"Let's use this opportunity to get back those confiscated items. Let me see, Ironman...no wait, it's Nishimura. Nishimura's..."

I checked the nametag on the cupboards which are according to order. Oh, found it. It's this one.

"...Speaking of which, I somehow imagined that bugs will crawl out of Ironman's cupboard."

Though I'm a bit fearful, I have no time to hesitate. I pull out the key Hideyoshi handed to me and pull the door handle down, opening the metal cupboard effortlessly.

"Oh, it's unexpectedly clean..."

The cupboard's arranged rather neatly, and the bag of confiscated goods are placed in an obvious place.

"Let's get out of here before someone notices—hm?"

Just as I was about to lock the cupboard up and run away, I noticed a pile of old books tied up in raffia strings. Should be meant for throwing away.

"Uu~hm...since he's going to throw it, I might as well take it. Maybe I can get some money as well."

After grabbing the books with both hands, I immediately dashed out of the staffroom.

"Okay! At least we achieved our goal!"

After what happened just now, I brought the spoils—the bag of confiscated items back to Yuuji, only taking away my own stuff and the pile of old books. I then took them over to a second-hand shop to exchange these spoils for cash.

My handheld games and gaming software garnered a price lower than what I expected, while that pile of books got quite the price; what a nice mistake in estimation. I really got to thank Ironman for this.

"Let me see, is that girl here~"

"Ah! Onii-chan! You're here!"

Hazuki-chan immediately came running over to me the moment I approached the park. She really looked like a cute puppy, and that even warms my heart. Maybe it's because I'm often surrounded by idiots, Ironman and a violent girl...

"Mm, because we arranged to meet each other. Oh yeah, where did you get that doll from?"

Looking closely, Hazuki-chan's hugging something similar to the Noi doll that she wanted to buy (is that what it's called?). It looks as if it was sewn by hand.

"There was a pretty onee-chan who came over and said to me 'If that onii-chan couldn't succeed, then give this to your sister!' and handed it over to me!"

"?"

"And she also said 'If that onii-chan managed to buy the doll, i'll give this doll to you.'."

The kid's lack of order in her speech confused me.

Erm, let me straighten Hazuki-chan's words out—

—A pretty onee-chan came to Hazuki-chan today.

—And then, she handed this handmade doll over to Hazuki-chan

—This pretty onee-chan even said that if I couldn't do it, she'll give this doll to Hazuki-chan's sister as a gift.

—But if I succeeded, this doll will go to Hazuki-chan.

—So that's how it is.

"Mmm, is that so? Then this doll will go to hazuki-chan."

"Eh? Really?"

"Yeah. And this doll will go to Hazuki-chan's sister."

I hand over the large doll in my hand over to Hazuki-chan. It should be tough for her petite body to carry such a large doll, but she still received it delightedly.

"This is great! Thank you, onii-chan!"

"No problems. It'll be great if your sister can cheer up."

I patted her head. Hazuki-chan seems to enjoy it as she slowly closes her eyes.

"Uu~ Ah, that's right! Onii-chan, can you lend me your ear?"

"Eh? What is it? Are you going to say a secret to me or something?"

"Don't ask, just lend me your ear."

Is she about to thank me? I'm really touched. One can't become a proper adult if the person can't even say 'thank you' or 'sorry'.

"Okay, what is it?"

I bent over to match her height, but unexpectedly—

"Thank you, onii-chan♪"

Whoosh! A cute sensation passes my face. Eh? This...don't tell me this is...

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"Wha, wha, wha..."

"Onii-chan may be an idiot, but he's so gentle! Hazuki-chan loves you! When I grow up, I'll let you become my husband!"

Without waiting for me to reply, Hazuki-chan skips out of the park.

Re, recently, these elementary school students are...

I touched my face with my hand, seemingly wanting to wipe away the soft sensation that's left on the face. Even without looking at the mirror, I know my face is red. How, how embarrassing...she's just an elementary school kid...

"Hoo...time for me to go back as well..."

After lifting my bag up and slinging it over my back, I head off towards the exit of the park. While exiting, I see a familiar figure yesterday. That person is—

"Excuse me...are you Himeji-san?"

"Ah, yes, what is it—YO, YOSHII-KUN!"

So it's Himeji-san. It sure is hard to find another pretty girl. I can't possibly be mistaken.

"Sorry, I seemed to have scared you."

"No, no worries. I was just dazed..."

Our conversation got interrupted just like that. This, this is really awkward...what should I say to a friend who I haven't met for a long time?

"Erm, that...it's really a coincidence that we met here. Did you just finish class? But you look rather tired here, are you?"

"Yes,because I stayed up all night..."

"Hei~so Himeji-san would also stay up."

The impression she gives is that she lives her life normally, but it's unexpected that she would stay up.

"That's not it, I just stayed up last night, because I got something I have to do no matter what..."

She inadvertently yawned as she continued to talk. Himeji-san sure is cute when she lets out some tears due to sleepiness.

"Then, I'll be going off in this direction, goodbye."

"Ah, mm, byebye."

I waved my hand to Himeji-san, who bowed to me courteously.

While walking home, I just realized—oh ya, why did Himeji-san appear in such a place?

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"...There was a case of theft in the staffroom room."

The next morning, during self-study period, Ironman suddenly mentioned this. He's definitely referring to the bag of confiscated items that we got yesterday.

"Such a tragedy worth being angry over, don't you think so, Yoshii?"

He actually threw this question at me. As expected of Ironman, he must have realized that I was the perpetrator, but who will follow you obediently?

"Yeah, sure is worth sighing over."

I naturally replied with these few words. No problems, I got everything under control.

"Really? Speaking of which, that culprit even took sensei's books."

Hm? Books? Is he referring to that bundle of books? Wasn't he going to throw them away?

"And that culprit actually had the guts to use his own identity to sell my books to a second-hand shop."

"Is that so, he sure has guts."

"Yeah, hahahaha!"

"Ahhahaha..."

Ironman and I started laughing with all enthusiasm. Really, we're laughing with all sorts of happiness—at least it looked that way if not for those eyes.

"YOSHII! GET READY TO DIE!!!"

"So, sorry! Who knew that it was sensei's collection, I didn't—"

"Are you saying that you didn't even think of it?"

"No, I did think about it, but then I thought 'since its Ironman's, it doesn't matter~'! OW! OUCH! SENSEI! MY SKULLCAP GOT SMASHED IN BY YOU!"

"So you idiot has the highest suspicion. Looks like I have to be even more careful and watch you."

"Sensei! I'm feeling that I've been watched by you all this time, there's no way for you to watch me further!"

"No, there still is, right? I got a really precious title of honor that's suitable for you—"

"Eh, this is..."

"Everyone at the staff meeting this morning have all agreed, so accept this. This is a present that sensei's handing you."

From who knows when, Ironman suddenly has a piece of paper in his hand. This plain white paper has only a single line on it.

—Yoshii Akihisa.

The above mentioned has been designed as the 'Punishment Inspector' of Fumitzuki Gakuen.

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"Onee-chan!"

Hm? Hazuki, what's up?"

"Well, this is for onee-chan!"

"Eh? Isn't this the Noi doll that I always wanted? How did you..."

"Because onee-chan looked so lethargic. Hazuki prepared it for onee-chan to cheer onee-chan up!"

"Hazuki...really, you...thank you, onee-chan's really happy!"

"Schoolwork may be tough, but you must work hard, Minami nee-chan!"

"Hm, I'll do my best! I'll feel like I lost if I continue to mess around like this. And also..."

"And also what?"

"I'm mindful of someone in school."

"Eh? Onee-chan's mindful of someone? Who is it? How is that person like?"

"Well~as repayment of the Noi doll, I'll only say this to Hazuki. That person is in the same class as me, and he's one huge idiot~"

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Baka to Tesuto to Syokanju:Volume3.5 Baka to Tesuto to Syokanju ～Preparation Chapter～

2011-06-15T11:15:44Z

HonouRyuu: /* Idiots, Tests and the Summoned Beasts ～Preparation Chapter～ */

==Idiots, Tests and the Summoned Beasts ～Preparation Chapter～==

'''Please fill in the name of the historical person in the blank below.'''

_________ instituted the Rakuichi Rakuza policy which abolished and prohibited monopolies to stimulate business and economy.

'''Himeji Mizuki's answer:'''

"Oda Nobunaga"

'''Teacher's comment:'''

Correct.

'''Shimada Minami's answer:'''

"That fella with the topknot"

'''Teacher's comment:'''

Have you got yourself familiarized with Japan yet? I'm a little worried when I saw your answer.

'''Yoshii Akihisa's answer:'''

"Nobu"

'''Teacher's comment:'''

You're getting a little too familiar with him.

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Sis seemed worn out after moving here.

Is someone bullying her in school? Or is someone irritating her?

Then again, her classmates sounded really interesting from the stories she told me, and she seemed to like them a lot...

So, what is wearing her out?

Is it because of her studies? She told me she had difficulties catching up.

I hope she can recover soon.

Her birthday's coming... Would she cheer up if I give her a huge doll? She loves stuffed dolls, after all.

Mm... I'll do that! I'll buy a ''really'' big stuffed doll to cheer her up!

I wonder if I have enough pocket money...

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"EVERYONE, FREEZE! PUT YOUR BAGS ON THE TABLE AND OPEN IT!"

No sooner has the homeroom period start than our homeroom teacher, Iron— I mean, Mr. Nishimura, declared this, without any prior warning.

Crap! The stuff I brought today has nothing to do with studies!

An idea popped up in my mind for that moment. ''I'll grab my bag and run as fast as my legs could go!''

"Let me warn you: don't even think of running away."

It'll be one hell of a task to outrun this homeroom teacher. After all, he's sinewy, promptly nicknamed as "Ironman". He'll just utilize those powerful muscles of his, trained from participating in numerous 'Ironman' triathlons, to relentlessly pursue those who dare to run away.

"Good, I'm going round to check. Any items I find unrelated to studies will be confiscated."

Starting from the first row near the corridor, he went round the rows to check the contents of the bags, confiscating trump cards, magazines, and the such.

"Sakamoto, show me the contents of your pocket."

One student has not only his bag, but his pockets as well checked.

"Damn it!"

Sakamoto Yuuji shouted in agony. By the way, he's my best friend, and also my worst friend.

Still, he rummaged through his pocket obediently and pulled out an MP3 player.

"Thought so. I'll be taking this."

Ironman put his MP3 player into his sack of confiscated items. Yuuji, who never expected his pocket to be searched, glared at Ironman defiantly.

''"Quite a disaster for you, eh?"''

I whispered to him.

''"Damn it! He doesn't usually check our pockets, does he?! Why am I the ''only'' one having this special treatment?!)

''"Too bad. Who asked you to be such a badass?"''

''"Damn it!"''

On a closer look, how thorough Ironman checks depends on who the person is. He'll just glance through the bags of good students, but for others, he'll check them thoroughly, including the hidden pockets.

"You're next, Yoshii Akihisa."

"Ah, yes."

Ironman stood in front of me. I'm sure he wouldn't ask me to go through my pockets like Yuuji—

"Take off your uniform and change into your gym clothes."

"Eh?! You're kidding, right?!"

I can't believe how low his trust was in me.

"Besides... You know, it's a little embarrassing to change in front of the girls..."

"That won't do. You might have prohibited goods hidden up your pants, so change your clothes right now."

"What?! Even I wouldn't stoop that low! You should at least trust me—"

As I stepped forward to bring my point across, something dropped out from the leg of my pants with a loud thud.

"Oi, Akihisa, your dropped your DS."

I thanked Yuuji, who kindly picked up my handheld console, and faced the Ironman once again.

"As I was saying, trust me, will ya?"

"Don't bother changing. You can't be trusted even in your gym clothes."

Wha- What the hell? He tightened up his guard instead!

"You actually brought game consoles, manga, light novels, DVDs to school... What on Earth are you treating school as?!"

My precious treasures went into his sack, one by one. Just my luck for him to do a spot check on the day I brought them. The combined value of those items might go up to thousands of yen.

"Is this everything? Let me repeat this again: the school is a place for you to learn. Next time, don't bring anything that is not related to your studies."

Ironman returned to the podium with the sack of confiscated items. Farewell, my precious treasures...

"All right, since the spot check took quite a bit of time, there will be no homeroom session for today. The first lesson will be the Summoning Practicals, so get to the gym as soon as possible."

Marking the end of his class with that, Ironman left the classroom, with everyone's treasures in his sack.

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"Summon!"

With calls of summoning echoing throughout the gym, I turned to Yuuji, who was sitting beside me.

"It's just an hour into school and we're already got hit by a nuke."

"No shit. Man, I can't believe my one-month-old MP3 got confiscated!"

"Whoa, that's quite some fresh meat."

"And it was bloody expensive!"

A vexed look warped the wild features on his face. I understand his feelings ''very'' well.

"Akihisa, your games got done for as well, right? Quite a lot of them, too."

"Mm... The total value could easily hit thirty thousand yen."

A console, games, DVDs and CDs... Looking from the value of the confiscated items, the one with the highest loss would either be me or Muttsulini. How unlucky...

:"Next, Himeji Mizuki, please step forward."

:"Y-Yes."

"Hey, it's Himeji's turn! Muttsulini, aren't you gonna take that rare photo of her in gym clothes?"

"...My camera was confiscated."

"Oh, right... A pity indeed. It's pretty hard to see her in gym clothes when we're in different classes."

"And this is the only Summoning Practicals we'll ever get."

"..."

Depressed, Muttsulini's head sunk even lower. Oh well, can't blame him for that.

With that silky long hair, and that cute, innocent look, coupled with those bouncy chests of hers which seemed to have a mind of its own, it's easy to figure out why any guy would want to take a photo of her. I, for one, would die to take a photo of her at this moment.

:"I-Is this how you do it? Summon!"

She mumbled that out diffidently. A geometrical magic array formed near her feet, and her summoned beast appeared in front of everyone.

"Just like I thought, her summoned beast sure looks pretty strong."

"Totally. Wouldn't have guessed that from its cuteness."

Himeji's summoned beast looked really cute. Since a summoned beast takes the appearance of its caster, there's no need to explain further when the caster's such a babe as well.

Speaking of which, what made her summoned beast so impressive was—

"I'm sure her beast's the only one capable of wielding such a huge sword."

"Yeah, probably only those at her level could pull that off."

Her summoned beast was wielding a Western longsword several times longer than her height effortlessly. Anyone could tell that this summoned beast isn't one to be underestimated.

:Class C, Himeji Mizuki, Combined Subjects 3943 points

:''vs''

:Class C, Furukawa Ayumi, Combined Subjects 1264 points

The points were displayed in front of them. These were probably the results from the previous mid-term exams.

"No wonder it's so strong."

"Gosh, it's almost 4000 points. She sure is smart."

Holed up in a corner, we nod in agreement to each other.

The strength of a summoned beast is directly proportional to the exam results of the student. So basically, in a Summoning Exam, the higher your exam scores are, the stronger your summoned beast will be.

"Oh yeah, Akihisa, don't you know her?"

"Mm. She was my classmate in grade school, but we haven't spoke to each other for years. She'd probably have forgotten about me, I guess."

Since we're in different classes now, I've became distant with her. I'd definitely talk to her if I have the chance, but the probability of that happening is close to nil. It would most likely look like a confession if I were to barge into her class and say to her "I've got something to tell you".

"I supposed... Since the chances of you getting to be in the same class with her next year is close to zero, you'd eventually disappear from her memory."

"Next year? You mean the streaming exams?"

"Duh. You'll definitely won't be in the same class as her."

"That might be true, but..."

Just like any other school in Japan, we were streamed into different classes upon entering the academy. However, it will be different from the next year onwards. We'll be sorted according to our grades. Though Himeji is in Class C, with those grades of hers, she'll definitely be sorted into Class A next year. That's why Yuuji and me will probably be in different classes with her again since we're both straddling about in Class D.

"Will she really forget about me? It feels kinda lonely when I think of that."

"She will, since there's no point remembering a loser like you."

"What did you say?!"

We continued chatting while looking at the practicals of others when a voice called out:

"Next! Yoshii Akihisa and Shimada Minami!"

Ironman- I mean, Mr. Nishimura's voice rang loudly through the gym. Looking around, I realized that the others had finished their practicals.

"I'll be right back."

"Sure. You're a candidate for the "Punishment Inspector" anyway, so use the chance to learn how to control your summoned beast."

"Hey! I'm not a badass like you, Yuuji!"

I rolled my eyes back at Yuuji. Really, me as a candidate for ''the'' Punishment Inspector? How rude. Having that title is the same as being labeled as the most problematic student in school. How could I possibly be a candidate when no one in the history of the academy had that title before?

"Hurry up, Yoshii!!"

"Coming!"

Hearing Ironman's roar at me, I hastily increased my pace. It seemed like my training partner has already finished the summoning process.

"..."

My training partner was staring blankly at the summoned beast in front of her. This energetic girl, with a ponytail and a pair of sexy, slim legs, is my classmate, Shimada. However, a worried expression is registered on her face now. What's wrong? Was she disappointed by how weak her summoned beast unexpectedly looks?

"What's wrong, Shimada? Were you shocked by your unexpectedly weak summoned beast?"

I attempted to console her with my kind words. For a moment, the grey clouds over her head seemed to have disappeared, and she beamed a smile at me.

"Ah, so you're my opponent. I'm so happy!"

She blushed slightly. Seeing her expression made me happy as well. Geez, I didn't think she'd do that in front of everyone... I don't know how to handle her.

"It feels good to be able to beat you up!"

...Seriously, someone teach me how to handle this crazy girl.

"Shimada, our beasts are going to do the battling, not us."

I'm a little worried, so I confirmed the rules with her again. This is the summoning practical meant for the summoning battles next year, so this should be a battle between summoned beasts. At least that's what I thought.

"You're right. It ain't gonna be a fight between us."

She nodded her head in agreement. Great, seems like she got my point.

"Since I'll be the only one dishing out the beating anyway."

THAT'S NOT THE POINT!

"Did you hear that, sir? She's threatening me! If you have the time to check our belongings, shouldn't you do something about this explicit display of violence in school?!"

"Shimada, violence is bad, even if it's Yoshii we're talking here."

"But, sir..."

"No buts. A no is a no, you understand?"

"...Fine."

"I'm glad you understood. So-"

A wide smile appeared on Ironman's face,

"—I'll make this an exception."

"Wait... That's weird..."

Am I thinking too much? That conversation sounded as if a teacher had just allowed a case of violence in school.

"I'll do my best!"

"Good luck!"

"Ahaha, both of you are really dumb. Do you think I'll go down that easily and forgive you guys? I'll have you satisfy my demands before I-I'M SORRY! IT'S MY FAULT, PLEASE SPARE ME!!"

They didn't spare me, even after my numerous begging.

Was it something I said that lead to this disaster...?

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"Man... Ever since the morning inspection, it's been one disaster after another today..."

School finally ended. I was bitching about the day to the guys I usually hang out with.

"That's because you brought so many unnecessary things to school."
[[User:HonouRyuu|HonouRyuu]] 11:12, 15 June 2011 (UCT)

Sitting beside me and showing me a smile is Kinoshita Hideyoshi, who's in the same class as me, Yuuji and Muttsulini. It's already weird to hear him speak like an old man, and he has a beauty's face on him. He really likes to make comments. Even so, I do feel that he's the most normal person after me, since the other two are so abnormal that words can't describe them.

"Speaking of which, Hideyoshi didn't get anything confiscated, right?

"Of course I did, I got some costumes and props confiscated from me. Even though I told sensei that it's for the drama club, they still got confiscated either way."

The school has already provided some props and costumes for Hideyoshi, so Hideyoshi himself doesn't need to bring them. If so, these are unnecessary things. However—

"There's no need to confiscate them all anyway, he could have given us some leeway. Who expected Ironman's brain to be so hard."

"...(Nods head forcefully)."

"His brain's definitely filled with lead."

Muttsulini and Yuuji seem to agree with me. This can't be helped, since they got quite a few things confiscated as well.

And I actually thought that 'we're just having summoning practical today, so there're no lessons; should be rather relaxing today."

It was supposed to be relaxing, but I guess it's better to have lessons without the search.

"Summoning practical..."

Hearing my little grumbling, Yuuji muttered to himself.

"Eh? What's wrong, Yuuji?"

"Nothing. It's just that I remembered that we have to take part in summoning war next year."

For some reason, he sure seemed happy when he said this.

Speaking of summoning war, well, it's about having a summoning battle between classes with the class facilities on the line. If we can move onto second year without any mishaps, we'll have this summoning war system on us.

"But why must we have this summoning war system? If we want to differentiate the scores clearly, can't we just stick grades onto everyone?"

"Well, most likely, they prefer a summoning war to tests since it can motivate students, right? As a class, the students will work hard to not drag their classmates down."

"I see. So they intend to make us work together and improve our grades without breaking us, right?"

"Yeah, this allows the school to do what they want the most, and that's 'to groom students who can showcase their real potential in society'."

"Oh~ Is that so?"

Just as the four of them were chatting away.

"Ah...really, that Yoshii actually left the cleaning work to me. Where did he go off to?"

A certain student can be heard shouting on the corridor. Is that Shimada-san?

"What the heck, Akihisa. You're in charge of cleaning today?"

"Mm, but I left the cleaning work to Shimada-san and ran off first."

"Hmm, according to how I see it, you two have quite the relationship."

"...(Nods head forcefully)."

"Ah haha, it's not what you think it is."

"Really. Once I catch him, I'll tie his limbs up and throw him down the 3rd level!"

That's a highly difficult stunt even a stuntman will be afraid of.

"Sorry, I don't think I can protect my own life any longer. I'll be leaving now!"

Without saying anything else, I grabbed my bag and dashed out of the corridor. I love my life.

"Ah, Yoshii! So you're hiding here! Hold it right there!"

"I'm not going to wait! You're going to kill me, right?"

"I'm not angry at all. Just hold on, will you!?"

That's definitely a lie.

"These two really have rather good feelings."

"...(Nods head forcefully)."

She said that she's not angry, but she's holding onto a rope for some reason.

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"Hoo...that was scary~"

It's been past 30 minutes since I came running out of school, and before I knew it, I'm on a shopping street.

"Well. I don't intend to buy anything, so I guess I'll go back home—hm?"

Just as I intended to head home, I saw a familiar figure walk into a shop. Isn't that Himeji-san?

"I guess it's somewhat of a fate for us to meet here. Should I be courageous and call her..."

Though we did study in the same class during elementary school, we were separated into different classes during middle school. Before I knew it, Himeji-san seemed so distant from me. To see her in front of me after so many years, I really want to talk to her—the reason why I feel this way is most likely because of Yuuji's words 'She'll erase you from her memory anyway'.

In order to turn my thoughts into action, I follow Himeji-san closely as I walked into the shop...only to find that there're so many dolls here, it's unbelievable. Seems like this is a doll shop that a girl will love the most—what the heck, this shop's basically a doll shop!

"Well, let's go back. This shop really doesn't suit me."

I immediately hasten my pace and walk towards the exit. Anyway, the most important thing right now is to leave this place.

"This is Hazuki's only request of this lifetime. Please, uncle!"

"Even if you say that, I have to do business, you know..."

The moment I reached the exit, I suddenly heard this conversation. It seemed like a girl's standing at the counter and telling the cashier something. She seems rather insistent on this. What's going on?

I felt a bit mindful, so I turn my head to where the voice came from. As I expected, it's a cashier uncle and a girl who looks like she's in elementary school.

"I want to get that big Noi doll no matter what. Please, I beg you!"

"Even if you ask me like this...we're doing business. Wouldn't it be unfair to the other customers if I give you a little discount? We shopkeepers do have to treat all customers equally."

"Even so, please!"

"Uuu...really can't handle you..."

The cashier uncle looked rather troubled as he said this and scratches his face. The girl however continued to beg earnestly. Seeing such a small girl beg like this, I'll be seen as really cruel if I'm to walk away like this...

"Hey, little girl, why do you want this doll?"

I know that I'm too nosey, but I still ended up getting involved.

Now that a 3rd party has suddenly appeared, the little girl and the uncle revealed a surprised look on their faces.

"Be, because onee-chan didn't look too good recently. I wanted to buy the doll that she always wanted to hopefully motivate her..."

"Not looking good?"

"Most likely, because she just came back from Germany and couldn't understand Japanese well!

Shifted houses...even if it's within Japanese land, anyone will feel lonely when the friends and environment changes, let alone coming back to Japan.

"Even then, onee-chan took over mommy and daddy and did all the housework like sweeping and washing clothes nicely, and often play together with Hazuki..."

Seemed like it hit her sore spot as Hazuki-chan's wide eyes start to tear up.

"Waa! Don, don't cry! Nii-san will help you out here!"

"...Really?"

"Mm, really."

"...Thank you, onii-chan!"

Wiping away the tears, Hazuki-chan reveals a delightful smile.

"Speaking of which, how much does this doll cost?"

The doll in Hazuki-chan's arms is about 1m tall. If I make a rough estimate, I don't think 5,000 yen's going to be enough.

"Including tax, it'll be a total of 24,800 yen."

"Sorry, nii-san already tried, but he can't do it."

"Onii-chan?"

Hazuki-chan looks rather sad.

Argh! Didn't expect one to be that expensive. Under these conditions, the declaration of surrender came out of my mouth without thinking through.

"Then how much does Hazuki-chan has?"

"I only have 10,000yen..."

So we're missing 15,000. Including my entire fortune, there's only 11,699 yen. We can't even hitting the price of 24,800 yen! The most we can pay is half.

"Excuse me, can you sell this doll to us at 11,699 yen?"

"Eh, I just said before that that we're doing a business here..."

The reply's still the same.

"Onii-chan, this isn't any different from before."

Hazuki-chan whispered to my ear.

She's right. Up till now, I've been doing the same thing as what Hazuki-chan's been doing. However, things will be different from now on. I'm not an elementary school student; let's show her how an adult (high school student) does things!

"We have only 11,699 yen in total, that's about half the price of the doll, right?"

"Ya. That's still not quite enough."

"Hazuki-chan wants this doll, and uncle wants to sell this to her, but you're unwilling to sell it to her at half price. If so, I have a great idea!"

"Hm? What is it?"

"We can rip the doll in half and sell the right side to—eh? What? Why are you two seeing me as an idiot?"

"...Are you really a high school student?"

"...Onii-chan's an idiot!"

I, I actually got called stupid by an elementary school kid!

"I can't give you a discount, but I can guarantee that I won't sell this doll away for the time being. You can go back to discuss with your parents first."

Making this conclusion, the uncle ended the conversation just like this.

"Can't you ask your parents to buy it for you, Hazuki-chan?"

Having walked out of the shop, we came to the park to discuss our plans.

"Mommy and daddy aren't normally at home...so they would leave the money to one-chan. If I want to buy something, onee-chan will definitely ask for a reason..."

"I see, uu~"

Wanting to do something for her beloved older sister—Hazuki-chan's heart's ever so glamorous, it's way different from my family who sent me to Fumitzuki Gakuen on the excuse of 'not wanting to waste school fees'. I must help Hazuki-chan in order to prevent her from losing this intimacy with her family.

But speaking of which, what should I do? It'll be good if I have some more money, but my money's about to be used it...

"Oh ya! Hazuki can get money if she sells her manga to a second-hand shop, right?"

Hazuki-chan thought of this brilliant plan as her eyes sparkle. It's true that we can get money just like this, but I think that she can't get so much anyway. Of course, it's a different case altogether if I have those handheld games that were confiscated this morning—

"Hm? Oh ya, there's this plan after all!"

"...Onii-chan, have you thought of something?"

"I can't possibly get it back it my hands anyway. If I'm successful, we may be able to get enough money to buy the doll..."

Though I don't think it can work...mm! It's still worth a try though.

"Okay! Hazuki-chan, can you come back to the park tomorrow?"

"Y, yes. I can come over..."

"Then we'll meet here tomorrow. It's getting dark now, let's go home."

I waved my hands and said goodbye to Hazuki-chan. Anyway, I got to discuss it with Yuuji and the rest tomorrow.

"Ah, mm, bye bye..."

Speaking of which, did Himeji-san really enter that shop?

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"So you want to take back those confiscated items?"

The next morning, in the same classroom, I talked to the trio as per usual.

"I do feel that it's a pity to leave those things that got confiscated yesterday, but..."

"Uu~mm...ya, but the opponent's that Ironman. We may be designated as 'Punishment Inspectors' if we're not careful..."

Yuuji and Hideyoshi lower their chin and ponder. Seems like they don't intend to help me. This is bad, looks like I have to deal with this on my own.

"...I approve of Akihisa's proposal."

"Eh? Muttsulini? You're willing to help me?"

"...(Nods head forcefully)."

Great! Now at least I have someone who specializes in stealth helping me out.

"...Never mind, let's give it a go."

"Ah? So Yuuji's okay with it?"

"Yeah. I just bought that MP3 recently, and I accumulated quite a debt to Ironman, so let's settle this once and for all."

Yuuji smirked. What an enthusiastic bad guy's face.

"If so, I'll help out as well. If I can get back those things, I don't want to give up as well."

In the end, even Hideyoshi nodded his head, and everyone decided to take part in this. As expected of the group problematic first-years.

"Right now, the most important thing is to investigate where our targets are."

"That's right. If we don't even know where Ironman hid those confiscated items, we can't possibly get them back even if we want to."

The confiscated items may have ended up being abandoned, but they were just confiscated yesterday, so Ironman should still have them with him.

"That's the case. Akihisa, remove the silence function of the phone."

"Eh? Why?"

"Don't ask too much, just do it. You want those confiscated items back, right?"

"...I'm not really sure what's going on, but I just need to remove the silence function, right?"

"That's right."

The phone can't possibly ring during lesson time, there shouldn't be any problems, right? Let's just follow what Yuuji told me to do.

I pull my handphone out from my pocket and took it out of silent mode.

"Oi, you people better hurry up and sit down. I'm going to start taking attendance."

Seeing our homeroom teacher Ironman walk into the classroom, I immediately slip the handphone back into my pocket.

"Alright, let's begin."

Thus, our battle for the confiscated items officially begins now.

"Shimada."

"Here."

"Shimizu."

"Here."

At the usual time of taking attendance, Ironman's coarse voice echoes clearly throughout the classroom.

"Yamaguchi."

"Here."

"Watanabe."

"Here."

—Beep beep beep.

Suddenly, a beep interrupted the class while attendance is taken. Whose phone is it? Really, do think that we have such a stupid person in class. The phone will definitely get confiscated when it rings in class.

"...Yoshii, hand over your phone."

"...Yes."

The problem is, this stupid person was me.

Damn it! Why must it ring at this moment!? Who called me!?

<<Missed call: Sakamoto Yuuji>>

"Yu, Yuuji, you betrayed me!"

"I'll consficate the handphone then."

"Ahh! Handphone! MY HANDPHONE!"

My handphone got taken away by Ironman mercilessly.

"Very good. Nobody's came late nor skipped classes. I hope that all students will continue to keep this up."

After taking the attendance, Ironman moves his heavy feet out of the classroom—together with my handphone.

"Very good. Part 1 of the plan is complete."

"Yuuji! What sort of grudge do you have against me! Now my handphone got confiscated by Ironman all because of you!"

"This is a bait meant to fish out where our targets are. We just need to take them back."

"Eh? Bait?"

"That's right. I deliberately allowed Ironman to confiscate your handphone in order to find out where Ironman hid those items."

"Why didn't you tell me in the first place..."

And if possible, I hope that you can use your handphone as bait.

"...I'm back."

"WAHH!"

Suddenly talking right behind me. You scared me~

"Oh, Muttsulini came back already. How was it?"

"...Those confiscated items are placed in the staff storage cupboard."

"As expected of Muttsulini, erasing your own presence to tail people, that truly is your specialty. I'm impressed."

Seems like Muttsulini went to tail Ironman and investigate where my handphone was hidden. If it's tailing others without attracting attention, Yuuji can't do it, and Hideyoshi doesn't have the skills.

"...But the cupboard's locked."

"Okay. So where's the key?"

"...In the rear left pocket of Ironman's pants."

"I see. If so, we have to snatch the key from him."

"Ya, but how are we going to do that?"

"No problems. I got a good idea. We'll take action during cleaning time."

Anyway, let's attend lessons and wait for school dismissal.

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It's finally dismissal time.

"So, what plan do you have?"

As I tried to sneak out yesterday, I was punished to sweep the entire corridor alone. Thus, I'm discussing the plan with Yuuji and the rest while twisting the mop around. These damned guys don't have any intentions of helping out in the first place.

"We'll be using that."

Yuuji lifts his chin and points.

"A pail? What are we going to do with that?"

"We're going to use that to splash water on Ironman and make him take off his clothes."

I see. If so, we can then take his clothes away and take the key to the cupboard,

"Mm hm~ this method is simple and easy to succeed."

Hideyoshi's right. We can't possibly fail. Basically, there's only the last problem to this plan, and that is—whoever going to splash the water on Ironman will get pursued by him to the ends of the Earth.

"There's only one problem in this plan, and that's the one who's going to splash the water, 'Akihisa' will get pursued by him to the ends of the Earth."

Hold on! Is it decided that I'll be the one in charge of doing this?

"However, that's not really a huge problem."

THAT'S A HUGE PROBLEM TO ME!

"Oi, isn't that too strange? Let's settle this with rock paper scissors!"

"Ooh, look! Me and our target's already here."

"Very good. You got to do your best, Akihisa!"

"...Do your best."

"Eh? Hold on!"

The trio already wordlessly retreated back in the shortest time possible.

Ironman has already climbed up the stairs. If so, I can only do this!

My eyes have already captured the target, and the relative speed was estimated. The prepared weapon's in my hand, everything's okay—time to attack!

"WAAHH! I SLIPPED!"

Dragging the mop, I deliberately fell forward by letting my feet stagger and aim the pail at Ironman, who's on the stairs. GET WET!

"GUAH!"

How, how is it possible! As expected of Ironman! To be able to suddenly react in the blink of an eye and dodge the splash thanks to his superhuman senses! However—

"WHERE ARE YOU ESCAPING TO!?"

I drag the mop in my hand to where Ironman dodged to. I won't admit defeat so easily!

Phoosh, Clak cak cak.

The water from the pail drenched Ironman, and the pail rolls asie. Mission accomplished.

I pick up the pail and mop that I threw out as I remain mindful not to step on the puddle of water, saying to a stunned Ironman "Sorry, I slipped—AHH, sensei! An encyclopaedia isn't to be used as a weapon!"

"I thought I just heard you say 'Where are you escaping to', didn't I?"

"That's just a hallucination."

"Stop trying to lie to me with such a serious look on your face. Get ready to die!"

"Sen, sensei, please don't use the edge of the encyclopaedia!"

Where are you guys now! Come save me! I'll definitely be beaten down by Ironman into a panda if this keeps up!

"Ahh, Akihisa, you really ended up doing it."

Yuuji and the rest appeared out of nowhere. Anyway, I'm saved~

"I told you so many times 'not to splash water onto sensei'..."

"Ow, OWW! SENSEI! I SAID THAT I DIDN'T DO IT ON PURPOSE ALREADY!"

They, they didn't help out at all! These damned guys! Are they intending to sit around and watch?

"Sensei, punish Akihisa later. I guess you better change your clothes. If you don't mind, I'll lend my P.E. attire to you."

"That's right. Sorry, then lend me that. Yoshii, stay behind and scrub the floor clean!"

Leaving these words behind, Ironman, who was drenched by me, head off to the classroom with Yuuji and the rest to change clothes.

"...So unfortunate."

Anyway, I remained behind to clean the floor up. Besides, I have the cleaning tools in my hand.

Just as I'm working hard to wipe the water off the floor, Hideyoshi walks out of the classroom and moves towards me.

"I got the key, Akihisa."

"Really? Then we just need to enter the staffroom and get back the confiscated items."

"Umm, let's hurry up before Ironman realizes it."

"Got it!"

After letting the mop lean against the wall, Hideyoshi and I quickly head towards the staffroom.

"I'm going in then."

I took the cupboard key from Hideyoshi's hands and reach my hand out for the door.

"There's no problem, right?"

"No need to worry. I'll try my best to walk into the staffroom without raising too much attention and get those things back."

I should be just an ordinary student to every teacher, except for Ironman. I should be more suited for this role as compared to Hideyoshi, who has the look of a beauty.

"Really? Then I'll just wait here for your good news."

"Mm, I'm going in then~ 'cuse me~"

I open the staffroom door slightly. No problem, I'm not some irritating guy.

"Yoshii? Hurry up and get over here!"

"Why!? Why am I noticed so soon after entering the room!?"

I got caught by the Ancient Literature teacher immediately after entering the room. Why?

"I want to hear what excuse you have regarding the essay 'translate the Tsurezuregusa[http://www.baka-tsuki.net/project/index.php?title=Baka_to_Tesuto_to_Syokanju:Volume3.5_Translation_Notes_and_References#] into Modern Language'!"

"Ah, I did hand in my homework properly."

"I'm asking why did you turn the Tsurezuregusa into a rap!?"

"Eh? But sensei wanted it to be translated into the modern language, and speaking of modern Japanese, isn't it—"

"Ah, Yoshii-kun, remember to come over here after you're done there."

"Yoshii, that Chemistry report you handed in was too ridiculous! Come over and explain it to me later."

Unknowingly, I got surrounded by several teachers. Well, if this is the case, forget about completing the plan, I'll be hounded by these teachers till night! Got to find a way to get away from them!

"Excuse me..."

Just as I'm pondering on what to do, someone else entered the staffroom. Hm? Isn't that Hideyoshi?

"Ooh, isn't that Kinoshita? What's wrong?"

"I, I suddenly...don't feel too good...but the health teacher isn't...in..."

Hideyoshi cupped his mouth. He really doesn't look too good. Is he sick?

"Hideyoshi, are you—"

I frantically rushed towards him. At this moment, he suddenly blinked at me. I see, so he's acting! As expected of someone from the drama club, I nearly got fooled.

"Sorry, but can I rest here—"

Before finishing, Hideyoshi collapsed onto the floor.

"Ki, Kinoshita! Are you alright?"

"Anyway, let's take him to the sickbay!"

"You, you're right! Sensei, please carry his legs!"

A few teachers start to create quite the ruckus. After that, everyone in the staffroom left to accompany Hideyoshi to the sick bay. Brilliantly done, Hideyoshi!

"Let's use this opportunity to get back those confiscated items. Let me see, Ironman...no wait, it's Nishimura. Nishimura's..."

I checked the nametag on the cupboards which are according to order. Oh, found it. It's this one.

"...Speaking of which, I somehow imagined that bugs will crawl out of Ironman's cupboard."

Though I'm a bit fearful, I have no time to hesitate. I pull out the key Hideyoshi handed to me and pull the door handle down, opening the metal cupboard effortlessly.

"Oh, it's unexpectedly clean..."

The cupboard's arranged rather neatly, and the bag of confiscated goods are placed in an obvious place.

"Let's get out of here before someone notices—hm?"

Just as I was about to lock the cupboard up and run away, I noticed a pile of old books tied up in raffia strings. Should be meant for throwing away.

"Uu~hm...since he's going to throw it, I might as well take it. Maybe I can get some money as well."

After grabbing the books with both hands, I immediately dashed out of the staffroom.

"Okay! At least we achieved our goal!"

After what happened just now, I brought the spoils—the bag of confiscated items back to Yuuji, only taking away my own stuff and the pile of old books. I then took them over to a second-hand shop to exchange these spoils for cash.

My handheld games and gaming software garnered a price lower than what I expected, while that pile of books got quite the price; what a nice mistake in estimation. I really got to thank Ironman for this.

"Let me see, is that girl here~"

"Ah! Onii-chan! You're here!"

Hazuki-chan immediately came running over to me the moment I approached the park. She really looked like a cute puppy, and that even warms my heart. Maybe it's because I'm often surrounded by idiots, Ironman and a violent girl...

"Mm, because we arranged to meet each other. Oh yeah, where did you get that doll from?"

Looking closely, Hazuki-chan's hugging something similar to the Noi doll that she wanted to buy (is that what it's called?). It looks as if it was sewn by hand.

"There was a pretty onee-chan who came over and said to me 'If that onii-chan couldn't succeed, then give this to your sister!' and handed it over to me!"

"?"

"And she also said 'If that onii-chan managed to buy the doll, i'll give this doll to you.'."

The kid's lack of order in her speech confused me.

Erm, let me straighten Hazuki-chan's words out—

—A pretty onee-chan came to Hazuki-chan today.

—And then, she handed this handmade doll over to Hazuki-chan

—This pretty onee-chan even said that if I couldn't do it, she'll give this doll to Hazuki-chan's sister as a gift.

—But if I succeeded, this doll will go to Hazuki-chan.

—So that's how it is.

"Mmm, is that so? Then this doll will go to hazuki-chan."

"Eh? Really?"

"Yeah. And this doll will go to Hazuki-chan's sister."

I hand over the large doll in my hand over to Hazuki-chan. It should be tough for her petite body to carry such a large doll, but she still received it delightedly.

"This is great! Thank you, onii-chan!"

"No problems. It'll be great if your sister can cheer up."

I patted her head. Hazuki-chan seems to enjoy it as she slowly closes her eyes.

"Uu~ Ah, that's right! Onii-chan, can you lend me your ear?"

"Eh? What is it? Are you going to say a secret to me or something?"

"Don't ask, just lend me your ear."

Is she about to thank me? I'm really touched. One can't become a proper adult if the person can't even say 'thank you' or 'sorry'.

"Okay, what is it?"

I bent over to match her height, but unexpectedly—

"Thank you, onii-chan♪"

Whoosh! A cute sensation passes my face. Eh? This...don't tell me this is...

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"Wha, wha, wha..."

"Onii-chan may be an idiot, but he's so gentle! Hazuki-chan loves you! When I grow up, I'll let you become my husband!"

Without waiting for me to reply, Hazuki-chan skips out of the park.

Re, recently, these elementary school students are...

I touched my face with my hand, seemingly wanting to wipe away the soft sensation that's left on the face. Even without looking at the mirror, I know my face is red. How, how embarrassing...she's just an elementary school kid...

"Hoo...time for me to go back as well..."

After lifting my bag up and slinging it over my back, I head off towards the exit of the park. While exiting, I see a familiar figure yesterday. That person is—

"Excuse me...are you Himeji-san?"

"Ah, yes, what is it—YO, YOSHII-KUN!"

So it's Himeji-san. It sure is hard to find another pretty girl. I can't possibly be mistaken.

"Sorry, I seemed to have scared you."

"No, no worries. I was just dazed..."

Our conversation got interrupted just like that. This, this is really awkward...what should I say to a friend who I haven't met for a long time?

"Erm, that...it's really a coincidence that we met here. Did you just finish class? But you look rather tired here, are you?"

"Yes,because I stayed up all night..."

"Hei~so Himeji-san would also stay up."

The impression she gives is that she lives her life normally, but it's unexpected that she would stay up.

"That's not it, I just stayed up last night, because I got something I have to do no matter what..."

She inadvertently yawned as she continued to talk. Himeji-san sure is cute when she lets out some tears due to sleepiness.

"Then, I'll be going off in this direction, goodbye."

"Ah, mm, byebye."

I waved my hand to Himeji-san, who bowed to me courteously.

While walking home, I just realized—oh ya, why did Himeji-san appear in such a place?

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"...There was a case of theft in the staffroom room."

The next morning, during self-study period, Ironman suddenly mentioned this. He's definitely referring to the bag of confiscated items that we got yesterday.

"Such a tragedy worth being angry over, don't you think so, Yoshii?"

He actually threw this question at me. As expected of Ironman, he must have realized that I was the perpetrator, but who will follow you obediently?

"Yeah, sure is worth sighing over."

I naturally replied with these few words. No problems, I got everything under control.

"Really? Speaking of which, that culprit even took sensei's books."

Hm? Books? Is he referring to that bundle of books? Wasn't he going to throw them away?

"And that culprit actually had the guts to use his own identity to sell my books to a second-hand shop."

"Is that so, he sure has guts."

"Yeah, hahahaha!"

"Ahhahaha..."

Ironman and I started laughing with all enthusiasm. Really, we're laughing with all sorts of happiness—at least it looked that way if not for those eyes.

"YOSHII! GET READY TO DIE!!!"

"So, sorry! Who knew that it was sensei's collection, I didn't—"

"Are you saying that you didn't even think of it?"

"No, I did think about it, but then I thought 'since its Ironman's, it doesn't matter~'! OW! OUCH! SENSEI! MY SKULLCAP GOT SMASHED IN BY YOU!"

"So you idiot has the highest suspicion. Looks like I have to be even more careful and watch you."

"Sensei! I'm feeling that I've been watched by you all this time, there's no way for you to watch me further!"

"No, there still is, right? I got a really precious title of honor that's suitable for you—"

"Eh, this is..."

"Everyone at the staff meeting this morning have all agreed, so accept this. This is a present that sensei's handing you."

From who knows when, Ironman suddenly has a piece of paper in his hand. This plain white paper has only a single line on it.

—Yoshii Akihisa.

The above mentioned has been designed as the 'Punishment Inspector' of Fumitzuki Gakuen.

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"Onee-chan!"

Hm? Hazuki, what's up?"

"Well, this is for onee-chan!"

"Eh? Isn't this the Noi doll that I always wanted? How did you..."

"Because onee-chan looked so lethargic. Hazuki prepared it for onee-chan to cheer onee-chan up!"

"Hazuki...really, you...thank you, onee-chan's really happy!"

"Schoolwork may be tough, but you must work hard, Minami nee-chan!"

"Hm, I'll do my best! I'll feel like I lost if I continue to mess around like this. And also..."

"And also what?"

"I'm mindful of someone in school."

"Eh? Onee-chan's mindful of someone? Who is it? How is that person like?"

"Well~as repayment of the Noi doll, I'll only say this to Hazuki. That person is in the same class as me, and he's one huge idiot~"

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Baka to Tesuto to Syokanju:Volume3.5 Baka to Tesuto to Syokanju ～Preparation Chapter～

2011-06-15T11:14:24Z

HonouRyuu: /* Idiots, Tests and the Summoned Beasts ～Preparation Chapter～ */

==Idiots, Tests and the Summoned Beasts ～Preparation Chapter～==

'''Please fill in the name of the historical person in the blank below.'''

_________ instituted the Rakuichi Rakuza policy which abolished and prohibited monopolies to stimulate business and economy.

'''Himeji Mizuki's answer:'''

"Oda Nobunaga"

'''Teacher's comment:'''

Correct.

'''Shimada Minami's answer:'''

"That fella with the topknot"

'''Teacher's comment:'''

Have you got yourself familiarized with Japan yet? I'm a little worried when I saw your answer.

'''Yoshii Akihisa's answer:'''

"Nobu"

'''Teacher's comment:'''

You're getting a little too familiar with him.

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Sis seemed worn out after moving here.

Is someone bullying her in school? Or is someone irritating her?

Then again, her classmates sounded really interesting from the stories she told me, and she seemed to like them a lot...

So, what is wearing her out?

Is it because of her studies? She told me she had difficulties catching up.

I hope she can recover soon.

Her birthday's coming... Would she cheer up if I give her a huge doll? She loves stuffed dolls, after all.

Mm... I'll do that! I'll buy a ''really'' big stuffed doll to cheer her up!

I wonder if I have enough pocket money...

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"EVERYONE, FREEZE! PUT YOUR BAGS ON THE TABLE AND OPEN IT!"

No sooner has the homeroom period start than our homeroom teacher, Iron— I mean, Mr. Nishimura, declared this, without any prior warning.

Crap! The stuff I brought today has nothing to do with studies!

An idea popped up in my mind for that moment. ''I'll grab my bag and run as fast as my legs could go!''

"Let me warn you: don't even think of running away."

It'll be one hell of a task to outrun this homeroom teacher. After all, he's sinewy, promptly nicknamed as "Ironman". He'll just utilize those powerful muscles of his, trained from participating in numerous 'Ironman' triathlons, to relentlessly pursue those who dare to run away.

"Good, I'm going round to check. Any items I find unrelated to studies will be confiscated."

Starting from the first row near the corridor, he went round the rows to check the contents of the bags, confiscating trump cards, magazines, and the such.

"Sakamoto, show me the contents of your pocket."

One student has not only his bag, but his pockets as well checked.

"Damn it!"

Sakamoto Yuuji shouted in agony. By the way, he's my best friend, and also my worst friend.

Still, he rummaged through his pocket obediently and pulled out an MP3 player.

"Thought so. I'll be taking this."

Ironman put his MP3 player into his sack of confiscated items. Yuuji, who never expected his pocket to be searched, glared at Ironman defiantly.

''"Quite a disaster for you, eh?"''

I whispered to him.

''"Damn it! He doesn't usually check our pockets, does he?! Why am I the ''only'' one having this special treatment?!)

''"Too bad. Who asked you to be such a badass?"''

''"Damn it!"''

On a closer look, how thorough Ironman checks depends on who the person is. He'll just glance through the bags of good students, but for others, he'll check them thoroughly, including the hidden pockets.

"You're next, Yoshii Akihisa."

"Ah, yes."

Ironman stood in front of me. I'm sure he wouldn't ask me to go through my pockets like Yuuji—

"Take off your uniform and change into your gym clothes."

"Eh?! You're kidding, right?!"

I can't believe how low his trust was in me.

"Besides... You know, it's a little embarrassing to change in front of the girls..."

"That won't do. You might have prohibited goods hidden up your pants, so change your clothes right now."

"What?! Even I wouldn't stoop that low! You should at least trust me—"

As I stepped forward to bring my point across, something dropped out from the leg of my pants with a loud thud.

"Oi, Akihisa, your dropped your DS."

I thanked Yuuji, who kindly picked up my handheld console, and faced the Ironman once again.

"As I was saying, trust me, will ya?"

"Don't bother changing. You can't be trusted even in your gym clothes."

Wha- What the hell? He tightened up his guard instead!

"You actually brought game consoles, manga, light novels, DVDs to school... What on Earth are you treating school as?!"

My precious treasures went into his sack, one by one. Just my luck for him to do a spot check on the day I brought them. The combined value of those items might go up to thousands of yen.

"Is this everything? Let me repeat this again: the school is a place for you to learn. Next time, don't bring anything that is not related to your studies."

Ironman returned to the podium with the sack of confiscated items. Farewell, my precious treasures...

"All right, since the spot check took quite a bit of time, there will be no homeroom session for today. The first lesson will be the Summoning Practicals, so get to the gym as soon as possible."

Marking the end of his class with that, Ironman left the classroom, with everyone's treasures in his sack.

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"Summon!"

With calls of summoning echoing throughout the gym, I turned to Yuuji, who was sitting beside me.

"It's just an hour into school and we're already got hit by a nuke."

"No shit. Man, I can't believe my one-month-old MP3 got confiscated!"

"Whoa, that's quite some fresh meat."

"And it was bloody expensive!"

A vexed look warped the wild features on his face. I understand his feelings ''very'' well.

"Akihisa, your games got done for as well, right? Quite a lot of them, too."

"Mm... The total value could easily hit thirty thousand yen."

A console, games, DVDs and CDs... Looking from the value of the confiscated items, the one with the highest loss would either be me or Muttsulini. How unlucky...

:"Next, Himeji Mizuki, please step forward."

:"Y-Yes."

"Hey, it's Himeji's turn! Muttsulini, aren't you gonna take that rare photo of her in gym clothes?"

"...My camera was confiscated."

"Oh, right... A pity indeed. It's pretty hard to see her in gym clothes when we're in different classes."

"And this is the only Summoning Practicals we'll ever get."

"..."

Depressed, Muttsulini's head sunk even lower. Oh well, can't blame him for that.

With that silky long hair, and that cute, innocent look, coupled with those bouncy chests of hers which seemed to have a mind of its own, it's easy to figure out why any guy would want to take a photo of her. I, for one, would die to take a photo of her at this moment.

:"I-Is this how you do it? Summon!"

She mumbled that out diffidently. A geometrical magic array formed near her feet, and her summoned beast appeared in front of everyone.

"Just like I thought, her summoned beast sure looks pretty strong."

"Totally. Wouldn't have guessed that from its cuteness."

Himeji's summoned beast looked really cute. Since a summoned beast takes the appearance of its caster, there's no need to explain further when the caster's such a babe as well.

Speaking of which, what made her summoned beast so impressive was—

"I'm sure her beast's the only one capable of wielding such a huge sword."

"Yeah, probably only those at her level could pull that off."

Her summoned beast was wielding a Western longsword several times longer than her height effortlessly. Anyone could tell that this summoned beast isn't one to be underestimated.

:Class C, Himeji Mizuki, Combined Subjects 3943 points

:''vs''

:Class C, Furukawa Ayumi, Combined Subjects 1264 points

The points were displayed in front of them. These were probably the results from the previous mid-term exams.

"No wonder it's so strong."

"Gosh, it's almost 4000 points. She sure is smart."

Holed up in a corner, we nod in agreement to each other.

The strength of a summoned beast is directly proportional to the exam results of the student. So basically, in a Summoning Exam, the higher your exam scores are, the stronger your summoned beast will be.

"Oh yeah, Akihisa, don't you know her?"

"Mm. She was my classmate in grade school, but we haven't spoke to each other for years. She'd probably have forgotten about me, I guess."

Since we're in different classes now, I've became distant with her. I'd definitely talk to her if I have the chance, but the probability of that happening is close to nil. It would most likely look like a confession if I were to barge into her class and say to her "I've got something to tell you".

"I supposed... Since the chances of you getting to be in the same class with her next year is close to zero, you'd eventually disappear from her memory."

"Next year? You mean the streaming exams?"
"Duh. You'll definitely won't be in the same class as her."

"That might be true, but..."

Just like any other school in Japan, we were streamed into different classes upon entering the academy. However, it will be different from the next year onwards. We'll be sorted according to our grades. Though Himeji is in Class C, with those grades of hers, she'll definitely be sorted into Class A next year. That's why Yuuji and me will probably be in different classes with her again since we're both straddling about in Class D.

"Will she really forget about me? It feels kinda lonely when I think of that."

"She will, since there's no point remembering a loser like you."

"What did you say?!"

We continued chatting while looking at the practicals of others when a voice called out:

"Next! Yoshii Akihisa and Shimada Minami!"

Ironman- I mean, Mr. Nishimura's voice rang loudly through the gym. Looking around, I realized that the others had finished their practicals.

"I'll be right back."

"Sure. You're a candidate for the "Punishment Inspector" anyway, so use the chance to learn how to control your summoned beast."

"Hey! I'm not a badass like you, Yuuji!"

I rolled my eyes back at Yuuji. Really, me as a candidate for ''the'' Punishment Inspector? How rude. Having that title is the same as being labeled as the most problematic student in school. How could I possibly be a candidate when no one in the history of the academy had that title before?

"Hurry up, Yoshii!!"

"Coming!"

Hearing Ironman's roar at me, I hastily increased my pace. It seemed like my training partner has already finished the summoning process.

"..."

My training partner was staring blankly at the summoned beast in front of her. This energetic girl, with a ponytail and a pair of sexy, slim legs, is my classmate, Shimada. However, a worried expression is registered on her face now. What's wrong? Was she disappointed by how weak her summoned beast unexpectedly looks?

"What's wrong, Shimada? Were you shocked by your unexpectedly weak summoned beast?"

I attempted to console her with my kind words. For a moment, the grey clouds over her head seemed to have disappeared, and she beamed a smile at me.

"Ah, so you're my opponent. I'm so happy!"

She blushed slightly. Seeing her expression made me happy as well. Geez, I didn't think she'd do that in front of everyone... I don't know how to handle her.

"It feels good to be able to beat you up!"

...Seriously, someone teach me how to handle this crazy girl.

"Shimada, our beasts are going to do the battling, not us."

I'm a little worried, so I confirmed the rules with her again. This is the summoning practical meant for the summoning battles next year, so this should be a battle between summoned beasts. At least that's what I thought.

"You're right. It ain't gonna be a fight between us."

She nodded her head in agreement. Great, seems like she got my point.

"Since I'll be the only one dishing out the beating anyway."

THAT'S NOT THE POINT!

"Did you hear that, sir? She's threatening me! If you have the time to check our belongings, shouldn't you do something about this explicit display of violence in school?!"

"Shimada, violence is bad, even if it's Yoshii we're talking here."

"But, sir..."

"No buts. A no is a no, you understand?"

"...Fine."

"I'm glad you understood. So-"

A wide smile appeared on Ironman's face,

"—I'll make this an exception."

"Wait... That's weird..."

Am I thinking too much? That conversation sounded as if a teacher had just allowed a case of violence in school.

"I'll do my best!"

"Good luck!"

"Ahaha, both of you are really dumb. Do you think I'll go down that easily and forgive you guys? I'll have you satisfy my demands before I-I'M SORRY! IT'S MY FAULT, PLEASE SPARE ME!!"

They didn't spare me, even after my numerous begging.

Was it something I said that lead to this disaster...?

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"Man... Ever since the morning inspection, it's been one disaster after another today..."

School finally ended. I was bitching about the day to the guys I usually hang out with.

"That's because you brought so many unnecessary things to school."
[[User:HonouRyuu|HonouRyuu]] 11:12, 15 June 2011 (UCT)

Sitting beside me and showing me a smile is Kinoshita Hideyoshi, who's in the same class as me, Yuuji and Muttsulini. It's already weird to hear him speak like an old man, and he has a beauty's face on him. He really likes to make comments. Even so, I do feel that he's the most normal person after me, since the other two are so abnormal that words can't describe them.

"Speaking of which, Hideyoshi didn't get anything confiscated, right?

"Of course I did, I got some costumes and props confiscated from me. Even though I told sensei that it's for the drama club, they still got confiscated either way."

The school has already provided some props and costumes for Hideyoshi, so Hideyoshi himself doesn't need to bring them. If so, these are unnecessary things. However—

"There's no need to confiscate them all anyway, he could have given us some leeway. Who expected Ironman's brain to be so hard."

"...(Nods head forcefully)."

"His brain's definitely filled with lead."

Muttsulini and Yuuji seem to agree with me. This can't be helped, since they got quite a few things confiscated as well.

And I actually thought that 'we're just having summoning practical today, so there're no lessons; should be rather relaxing today."

It was supposed to be relaxing, but I guess it's better to have lessons without the search.

"Summoning practical..."

Hearing my little grumbling, Yuuji muttered to himself.

"Eh? What's wrong, Yuuji?"

"Nothing. It's just that I remembered that we have to take part in summoning war next year."

For some reason, he sure seemed happy when he said this.

Speaking of summoning war, well, it's about having a summoning battle between classes with the class facilities on the line. If we can move onto second year without any mishaps, we'll have this summoning war system on us.

"But why must we have this summoning war system? If we want to differentiate the scores clearly, can't we just stick grades onto everyone?"

"Well, most likely, they prefer a summoning war to tests since it can motivate students, right? As a class, the students will work hard to not drag their classmates down."

"I see. So they intend to make us work together and improve our grades without breaking us, right?"

"Yeah, this allows the school to do what they want the most, and that's 'to groom students who can showcase their real potential in society'."

"Oh~ Is that so?"

Just as the four of them were chatting away.

"Ah...really, that Yoshii actually left the cleaning work to me. Where did he go off to?"

A certain student can be heard shouting on the corridor. Is that Shimada-san?

"What the heck, Akihisa. You're in charge of cleaning today?"

"Mm, but I left the cleaning work to Shimada-san and ran off first."

"Hmm, according to how I see it, you two have quite the relationship."

"...(Nods head forcefully)."

"Ah haha, it's not what you think it is."

"Really. Once I catch him, I'll tie his limbs up and throw him down the 3rd level!"

That's a highly difficult stunt even a stuntman will be afraid of.

"Sorry, I don't think I can protect my own life any longer. I'll be leaving now!"

Without saying anything else, I grabbed my bag and dashed out of the corridor. I love my life.

"Ah, Yoshii! So you're hiding here! Hold it right there!"

"I'm not going to wait! You're going to kill me, right?"

"I'm not angry at all. Just hold on, will you!?"

That's definitely a lie.

"These two really have rather good feelings."

"...(Nods head forcefully)."

She said that she's not angry, but she's holding onto a rope for some reason.

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"Hoo...that was scary~"

It's been past 30 minutes since I came running out of school, and before I knew it, I'm on a shopping street.

"Well. I don't intend to buy anything, so I guess I'll go back home—hm?"

Just as I intended to head home, I saw a familiar figure walk into a shop. Isn't that Himeji-san?

"I guess it's somewhat of a fate for us to meet here. Should I be courageous and call her..."

Though we did study in the same class during elementary school, we were separated into different classes during middle school. Before I knew it, Himeji-san seemed so distant from me. To see her in front of me after so many years, I really want to talk to her—the reason why I feel this way is most likely because of Yuuji's words 'She'll erase you from her memory anyway'.

In order to turn my thoughts into action, I follow Himeji-san closely as I walked into the shop...only to find that there're so many dolls here, it's unbelievable. Seems like this is a doll shop that a girl will love the most—what the heck, this shop's basically a doll shop!

"Well, let's go back. This shop really doesn't suit me."

I immediately hasten my pace and walk towards the exit. Anyway, the most important thing right now is to leave this place.

"This is Hazuki's only request of this lifetime. Please, uncle!"

"Even if you say that, I have to do business, you know..."

The moment I reached the exit, I suddenly heard this conversation. It seemed like a girl's standing at the counter and telling the cashier something. She seems rather insistent on this. What's going on?

I felt a bit mindful, so I turn my head to where the voice came from. As I expected, it's a cashier uncle and a girl who looks like she's in elementary school.

"I want to get that big Noi doll no matter what. Please, I beg you!"

"Even if you ask me like this...we're doing business. Wouldn't it be unfair to the other customers if I give you a little discount? We shopkeepers do have to treat all customers equally."

"Even so, please!"

"Uuu...really can't handle you..."

The cashier uncle looked rather troubled as he said this and scratches his face. The girl however continued to beg earnestly. Seeing such a small girl beg like this, I'll be seen as really cruel if I'm to walk away like this...

"Hey, little girl, why do you want this doll?"

I know that I'm too nosey, but I still ended up getting involved.

Now that a 3rd party has suddenly appeared, the little girl and the uncle revealed a surprised look on their faces.

"Be, because onee-chan didn't look too good recently. I wanted to buy the doll that she always wanted to hopefully motivate her..."

"Not looking good?"

"Most likely, because she just came back from Germany and couldn't understand Japanese well!

Shifted houses...even if it's within Japanese land, anyone will feel lonely when the friends and environment changes, let alone coming back to Japan.

"Even then, onee-chan took over mommy and daddy and did all the housework like sweeping and washing clothes nicely, and often play together with Hazuki..."

Seemed like it hit her sore spot as Hazuki-chan's wide eyes start to tear up.

"Waa! Don, don't cry! Nii-san will help you out here!"

"...Really?"

"Mm, really."

"...Thank you, onii-chan!"

Wiping away the tears, Hazuki-chan reveals a delightful smile.

"Speaking of which, how much does this doll cost?"

The doll in Hazuki-chan's arms is about 1m tall. If I make a rough estimate, I don't think 5,000 yen's going to be enough.

"Including tax, it'll be a total of 24,800 yen."

"Sorry, nii-san already tried, but he can't do it."

"Onii-chan?"

Hazuki-chan looks rather sad.

Argh! Didn't expect one to be that expensive. Under these conditions, the declaration of surrender came out of my mouth without thinking through.

"Then how much does Hazuki-chan has?"

"I only have 10,000yen..."

So we're missing 15,000. Including my entire fortune, there's only 11,699 yen. We can't even hitting the price of 24,800 yen! The most we can pay is half.

"Excuse me, can you sell this doll to us at 11,699 yen?"

"Eh, I just said before that that we're doing a business here..."

The reply's still the same.

"Onii-chan, this isn't any different from before."

Hazuki-chan whispered to my ear.

She's right. Up till now, I've been doing the same thing as what Hazuki-chan's been doing. However, things will be different from now on. I'm not an elementary school student; let's show her how an adult (high school student) does things!

"We have only 11,699 yen in total, that's about half the price of the doll, right?"

"Ya. That's still not quite enough."

"Hazuki-chan wants this doll, and uncle wants to sell this to her, but you're unwilling to sell it to her at half price. If so, I have a great idea!"

"Hm? What is it?"

"We can rip the doll in half and sell the right side to—eh? What? Why are you two seeing me as an idiot?"

"...Are you really a high school student?"

"...Onii-chan's an idiot!"

I, I actually got called stupid by an elementary school kid!

"I can't give you a discount, but I can guarantee that I won't sell this doll away for the time being. You can go back to discuss with your parents first."

Making this conclusion, the uncle ended the conversation just like this.

"Can't you ask your parents to buy it for you, Hazuki-chan?"

Having walked out of the shop, we came to the park to discuss our plans.

"Mommy and daddy aren't normally at home...so they would leave the money to one-chan. If I want to buy something, onee-chan will definitely ask for a reason..."

"I see, uu~"

Wanting to do something for her beloved older sister—Hazuki-chan's heart's ever so glamorous, it's way different from my family who sent me to Fumitzuki Gakuen on the excuse of 'not wanting to waste school fees'. I must help Hazuki-chan in order to prevent her from losing this intimacy with her family.

But speaking of which, what should I do? It'll be good if I have some more money, but my money's about to be used it...

"Oh ya! Hazuki can get money if she sells her manga to a second-hand shop, right?"

Hazuki-chan thought of this brilliant plan as her eyes sparkle. It's true that we can get money just like this, but I think that she can't get so much anyway. Of course, it's a different case altogether if I have those handheld games that were confiscated this morning—

"Hm? Oh ya, there's this plan after all!"

"...Onii-chan, have you thought of something?"

"I can't possibly get it back it my hands anyway. If I'm successful, we may be able to get enough money to buy the doll..."

Though I don't think it can work...mm! It's still worth a try though.

"Okay! Hazuki-chan, can you come back to the park tomorrow?"

"Y, yes. I can come over..."

"Then we'll meet here tomorrow. It's getting dark now, let's go home."

I waved my hands and said goodbye to Hazuki-chan. Anyway, I got to discuss it with Yuuji and the rest tomorrow.

"Ah, mm, bye bye..."

Speaking of which, did Himeji-san really enter that shop?

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"So you want to take back those confiscated items?"

The next morning, in the same classroom, I talked to the trio as per usual.

"I do feel that it's a pity to leave those things that got confiscated yesterday, but..."

"Uu~mm...ya, but the opponent's that Ironman. We may be designated as 'Punishment Inspectors' if we're not careful..."

Yuuji and Hideyoshi lower their chin and ponder. Seems like they don't intend to help me. This is bad, looks like I have to deal with this on my own.

"...I approve of Akihisa's proposal."

"Eh? Muttsulini? You're willing to help me?"

"...(Nods head forcefully)."

Great! Now at least I have someone who specializes in stealth helping me out.

"...Never mind, let's give it a go."

"Ah? So Yuuji's okay with it?"

"Yeah. I just bought that MP3 recently, and I accumulated quite a debt to Ironman, so let's settle this once and for all."

Yuuji smirked. What an enthusiastic bad guy's face.

"If so, I'll help out as well. If I can get back those things, I don't want to give up as well."

In the end, even Hideyoshi nodded his head, and everyone decided to take part in this. As expected of the group problematic first-years.

"Right now, the most important thing is to investigate where our targets are."

"That's right. If we don't even know where Ironman hid those confiscated items, we can't possibly get them back even if we want to."

The confiscated items may have ended up being abandoned, but they were just confiscated yesterday, so Ironman should still have them with him.

"That's the case. Akihisa, remove the silence function of the phone."

"Eh? Why?"

"Don't ask too much, just do it. You want those confiscated items back, right?"

"...I'm not really sure what's going on, but I just need to remove the silence function, right?"

"That's right."

The phone can't possibly ring during lesson time, there shouldn't be any problems, right? Let's just follow what Yuuji told me to do.

I pull my handphone out from my pocket and took it out of silent mode.

"Oi, you people better hurry up and sit down. I'm going to start taking attendance."

Seeing our homeroom teacher Ironman walk into the classroom, I immediately slip the handphone back into my pocket.

"Alright, let's begin."

Thus, our battle for the confiscated items officially begins now.

"Shimada."

"Here."

"Shimizu."

"Here."

At the usual time of taking attendance, Ironman's coarse voice echoes clearly throughout the classroom.

"Yamaguchi."

"Here."

"Watanabe."

"Here."

—Beep beep beep.

Suddenly, a beep interrupted the class while attendance is taken. Whose phone is it? Really, do think that we have such a stupid person in class. The phone will definitely get confiscated when it rings in class.

"...Yoshii, hand over your phone."

"...Yes."

The problem is, this stupid person was me.

Damn it! Why must it ring at this moment!? Who called me!?

<<Missed call: Sakamoto Yuuji>>

"Yu, Yuuji, you betrayed me!"

"I'll consficate the handphone then."

"Ahh! Handphone! MY HANDPHONE!"

My handphone got taken away by Ironman mercilessly.

"Very good. Nobody's came late nor skipped classes. I hope that all students will continue to keep this up."

After taking the attendance, Ironman moves his heavy feet out of the classroom—together with my handphone.

"Very good. Part 1 of the plan is complete."

"Yuuji! What sort of grudge do you have against me! Now my handphone got confiscated by Ironman all because of you!"

"This is a bait meant to fish out where our targets are. We just need to take them back."

"Eh? Bait?"

"That's right. I deliberately allowed Ironman to confiscate your handphone in order to find out where Ironman hid those items."

"Why didn't you tell me in the first place..."

And if possible, I hope that you can use your handphone as bait.

"...I'm back."

"WAHH!"

Suddenly talking right behind me. You scared me~

"Oh, Muttsulini came back already. How was it?"

"...Those confiscated items are placed in the staff storage cupboard."

"As expected of Muttsulini, erasing your own presence to tail people, that truly is your specialty. I'm impressed."

Seems like Muttsulini went to tail Ironman and investigate where my handphone was hidden. If it's tailing others without attracting attention, Yuuji can't do it, and Hideyoshi doesn't have the skills.

"...But the cupboard's locked."

"Okay. So where's the key?"

"...In the rear left pocket of Ironman's pants."

"I see. If so, we have to snatch the key from him."

"Ya, but how are we going to do that?"

"No problems. I got a good idea. We'll take action during cleaning time."

Anyway, let's attend lessons and wait for school dismissal.

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It's finally dismissal time.

"So, what plan do you have?"

As I tried to sneak out yesterday, I was punished to sweep the entire corridor alone. Thus, I'm discussing the plan with Yuuji and the rest while twisting the mop around. These damned guys don't have any intentions of helping out in the first place.

"We'll be using that."

Yuuji lifts his chin and points.

"A pail? What are we going to do with that?"

"We're going to use that to splash water on Ironman and make him take off his clothes."

I see. If so, we can then take his clothes away and take the key to the cupboard,

"Mm hm~ this method is simple and easy to succeed."

Hideyoshi's right. We can't possibly fail. Basically, there's only the last problem to this plan, and that is—whoever going to splash the water on Ironman will get pursued by him to the ends of the Earth.

"There's only one problem in this plan, and that's the one who's going to splash the water, 'Akihisa' will get pursued by him to the ends of the Earth."

Hold on! Is it decided that I'll be the one in charge of doing this?

"However, that's not really a huge problem."

THAT'S A HUGE PROBLEM TO ME!

"Oi, isn't that too strange? Let's settle this with rock paper scissors!"

"Ooh, look! Me and our target's already here."

"Very good. You got to do your best, Akihisa!"

"...Do your best."

"Eh? Hold on!"

The trio already wordlessly retreated back in the shortest time possible.

Ironman has already climbed up the stairs. If so, I can only do this!

My eyes have already captured the target, and the relative speed was estimated. The prepared weapon's in my hand, everything's okay—time to attack!

"WAAHH! I SLIPPED!"

Dragging the mop, I deliberately fell forward by letting my feet stagger and aim the pail at Ironman, who's on the stairs. GET WET!

"GUAH!"

How, how is it possible! As expected of Ironman! To be able to suddenly react in the blink of an eye and dodge the splash thanks to his superhuman senses! However—

"WHERE ARE YOU ESCAPING TO!?"

I drag the mop in my hand to where Ironman dodged to. I won't admit defeat so easily!

Phoosh, Clak cak cak.

The water from the pail drenched Ironman, and the pail rolls asie. Mission accomplished.

I pick up the pail and mop that I threw out as I remain mindful not to step on the puddle of water, saying to a stunned Ironman "Sorry, I slipped—AHH, sensei! An encyclopaedia isn't to be used as a weapon!"

"I thought I just heard you say 'Where are you escaping to', didn't I?"

"That's just a hallucination."

"Stop trying to lie to me with such a serious look on your face. Get ready to die!"

"Sen, sensei, please don't use the edge of the encyclopaedia!"

Where are you guys now! Come save me! I'll definitely be beaten down by Ironman into a panda if this keeps up!

"Ahh, Akihisa, you really ended up doing it."

Yuuji and the rest appeared out of nowhere. Anyway, I'm saved~

"I told you so many times 'not to splash water onto sensei'..."

"Ow, OWW! SENSEI! I SAID THAT I DIDN'T DO IT ON PURPOSE ALREADY!"

They, they didn't help out at all! These damned guys! Are they intending to sit around and watch?

"Sensei, punish Akihisa later. I guess you better change your clothes. If you don't mind, I'll lend my P.E. attire to you."

"That's right. Sorry, then lend me that. Yoshii, stay behind and scrub the floor clean!"

Leaving these words behind, Ironman, who was drenched by me, head off to the classroom with Yuuji and the rest to change clothes.

"...So unfortunate."

Anyway, I remained behind to clean the floor up. Besides, I have the cleaning tools in my hand.

Just as I'm working hard to wipe the water off the floor, Hideyoshi walks out of the classroom and moves towards me.

"I got the key, Akihisa."

"Really? Then we just need to enter the staffroom and get back the confiscated items."

"Umm, let's hurry up before Ironman realizes it."

"Got it!"

After letting the mop lean against the wall, Hideyoshi and I quickly head towards the staffroom.

"I'm going in then."

I took the cupboard key from Hideyoshi's hands and reach my hand out for the door.

"There's no problem, right?"

"No need to worry. I'll try my best to walk into the staffroom without raising too much attention and get those things back."

I should be just an ordinary student to every teacher, except for Ironman. I should be more suited for this role as compared to Hideyoshi, who has the look of a beauty.

"Really? Then I'll just wait here for your good news."

"Mm, I'm going in then~ 'cuse me~"

I open the staffroom door slightly. No problem, I'm not some irritating guy.

"Yoshii? Hurry up and get over here!"

"Why!? Why am I noticed so soon after entering the room!?"

I got caught by the Ancient Literature teacher immediately after entering the room. Why?

"I want to hear what excuse you have regarding the essay 'translate the Tsurezuregusa[http://www.baka-tsuki.net/project/index.php?title=Baka_to_Tesuto_to_Syokanju:Volume3.5_Translation_Notes_and_References#] into Modern Language'!"

"Ah, I did hand in my homework properly."

"I'm asking why did you turn the Tsurezuregusa into a rap!?"

"Eh? But sensei wanted it to be translated into the modern language, and speaking of modern Japanese, isn't it—"

"Ah, Yoshii-kun, remember to come over here after you're done there."

"Yoshii, that Chemistry report you handed in was too ridiculous! Come over and explain it to me later."

Unknowingly, I got surrounded by several teachers. Well, if this is the case, forget about completing the plan, I'll be hounded by these teachers till night! Got to find a way to get away from them!

"Excuse me..."

Just as I'm pondering on what to do, someone else entered the staffroom. Hm? Isn't that Hideyoshi?

"Ooh, isn't that Kinoshita? What's wrong?"

"I, I suddenly...don't feel too good...but the health teacher isn't...in..."

Hideyoshi cupped his mouth. He really doesn't look too good. Is he sick?

"Hideyoshi, are you—"

I frantically rushed towards him. At this moment, he suddenly blinked at me. I see, so he's acting! As expected of someone from the drama club, I nearly got fooled.

"Sorry, but can I rest here—"

Before finishing, Hideyoshi collapsed onto the floor.

"Ki, Kinoshita! Are you alright?"

"Anyway, let's take him to the sickbay!"

"You, you're right! Sensei, please carry his legs!"

A few teachers start to create quite the ruckus. After that, everyone in the staffroom left to accompany Hideyoshi to the sick bay. Brilliantly done, Hideyoshi!

"Let's use this opportunity to get back those confiscated items. Let me see, Ironman...no wait, it's Nishimura. Nishimura's..."

I checked the nametag on the cupboards which are according to order. Oh, found it. It's this one.

"...Speaking of which, I somehow imagined that bugs will crawl out of Ironman's cupboard."

Though I'm a bit fearful, I have no time to hesitate. I pull out the key Hideyoshi handed to me and pull the door handle down, opening the metal cupboard effortlessly.

"Oh, it's unexpectedly clean..."

The cupboard's arranged rather neatly, and the bag of confiscated goods are placed in an obvious place.

"Let's get out of here before someone notices—hm?"

Just as I was about to lock the cupboard up and run away, I noticed a pile of old books tied up in raffia strings. Should be meant for throwing away.

"Uu~hm...since he's going to throw it, I might as well take it. Maybe I can get some money as well."

After grabbing the books with both hands, I immediately dashed out of the staffroom.

"Okay! At least we achieved our goal!"

After what happened just now, I brought the spoils—the bag of confiscated items back to Yuuji, only taking away my own stuff and the pile of old books. I then took them over to a second-hand shop to exchange these spoils for cash.

My handheld games and gaming software garnered a price lower than what I expected, while that pile of books got quite the price; what a nice mistake in estimation. I really got to thank Ironman for this.

"Let me see, is that girl here~"

"Ah! Onii-chan! You're here!"

Hazuki-chan immediately came running over to me the moment I approached the park. She really looked like a cute puppy, and that even warms my heart. Maybe it's because I'm often surrounded by idiots, Ironman and a violent girl...

"Mm, because we arranged to meet each other. Oh yeah, where did you get that doll from?"

Looking closely, Hazuki-chan's hugging something similar to the Noi doll that she wanted to buy (is that what it's called?). It looks as if it was sewn by hand.

"There was a pretty onee-chan who came over and said to me 'If that onii-chan couldn't succeed, then give this to your sister!' and handed it over to me!"

"?"

"And she also said 'If that onii-chan managed to buy the doll, i'll give this doll to you.'."

The kid's lack of order in her speech confused me.

Erm, let me straighten Hazuki-chan's words out—

—A pretty onee-chan came to Hazuki-chan today.

—And then, she handed this handmade doll over to Hazuki-chan

—This pretty onee-chan even said that if I couldn't do it, she'll give this doll to Hazuki-chan's sister as a gift.

—But if I succeeded, this doll will go to Hazuki-chan.

—So that's how it is.

"Mmm, is that so? Then this doll will go to hazuki-chan."

"Eh? Really?"

"Yeah. And this doll will go to Hazuki-chan's sister."

I hand over the large doll in my hand over to Hazuki-chan. It should be tough for her petite body to carry such a large doll, but she still received it delightedly.

"This is great! Thank you, onii-chan!"

"No problems. It'll be great if your sister can cheer up."

I patted her head. Hazuki-chan seems to enjoy it as she slowly closes her eyes.

"Uu~ Ah, that's right! Onii-chan, can you lend me your ear?"

"Eh? What is it? Are you going to say a secret to me or something?"

"Don't ask, just lend me your ear."

Is she about to thank me? I'm really touched. One can't become a proper adult if the person can't even say 'thank you' or 'sorry'.

"Okay, what is it?"

I bent over to match her height, but unexpectedly—

"Thank you, onii-chan♪"

Whoosh! A cute sensation passes my face. Eh? This...don't tell me this is...

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"Wha, wha, wha..."

"Onii-chan may be an idiot, but he's so gentle! Hazuki-chan loves you! When I grow up, I'll let you become my husband!"

Without waiting for me to reply, Hazuki-chan skips out of the park.

Re, recently, these elementary school students are...

I touched my face with my hand, seemingly wanting to wipe away the soft sensation that's left on the face. Even without looking at the mirror, I know my face is red. How, how embarrassing...she's just an elementary school kid...

"Hoo...time for me to go back as well..."

After lifting my bag up and slinging it over my back, I head off towards the exit of the park. While exiting, I see a familiar figure yesterday. That person is—

"Excuse me...are you Himeji-san?"

"Ah, yes, what is it—YO, YOSHII-KUN!"

So it's Himeji-san. It sure is hard to find another pretty girl. I can't possibly be mistaken.

"Sorry, I seemed to have scared you."

"No, no worries. I was just dazed..."

Our conversation got interrupted just like that. This, this is really awkward...what should I say to a friend who I haven't met for a long time?

"Erm, that...it's really a coincidence that we met here. Did you just finish class? But you look rather tired here, are you?"

"Yes,because I stayed up all night..."

"Hei~so Himeji-san would also stay up."

The impression she gives is that she lives her life normally, but it's unexpected that she would stay up.

"That's not it, I just stayed up last night, because I got something I have to do no matter what..."

She inadvertently yawned as she continued to talk. Himeji-san sure is cute when she lets out some tears due to sleepiness.

"Then, I'll be going off in this direction, goodbye."

"Ah, mm, byebye."

I waved my hand to Himeji-san, who bowed to me courteously.

While walking home, I just realized—oh ya, why did Himeji-san appear in such a place?

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"...There was a case of theft in the staffroom room."

The next morning, during self-study period, Ironman suddenly mentioned this. He's definitely referring to the bag of confiscated items that we got yesterday.

"Such a tragedy worth being angry over, don't you think so, Yoshii?"

He actually threw this question at me. As expected of Ironman, he must have realized that I was the perpetrator, but who will follow you obediently?

"Yeah, sure is worth sighing over."

I naturally replied with these few words. No problems, I got everything under control.

"Really? Speaking of which, that culprit even took sensei's books."

Hm? Books? Is he referring to that bundle of books? Wasn't he going to throw them away?

"And that culprit actually had the guts to use his own identity to sell my books to a second-hand shop."

"Is that so, he sure has guts."

"Yeah, hahahaha!"

"Ahhahaha..."

Ironman and I started laughing with all enthusiasm. Really, we're laughing with all sorts of happiness—at least it looked that way if not for those eyes.

"YOSHII! GET READY TO DIE!!!"

"So, sorry! Who knew that it was sensei's collection, I didn't—"

"Are you saying that you didn't even think of it?"

"No, I did think about it, but then I thought 'since its Ironman's, it doesn't matter~'! OW! OUCH! SENSEI! MY SKULLCAP GOT SMASHED IN BY YOU!"

"So you idiot has the highest suspicion. Looks like I have to be even more careful and watch you."

"Sensei! I'm feeling that I've been watched by you all this time, there's no way for you to watch me further!"

"No, there still is, right? I got a really precious title of honor that's suitable for you—"

"Eh, this is..."

"Everyone at the staff meeting this morning have all agreed, so accept this. This is a present that sensei's handing you."

From who knows when, Ironman suddenly has a piece of paper in his hand. This plain white paper has only a single line on it.

—Yoshii Akihisa.

The above mentioned has been designed as the 'Punishment Inspector' of Fumitzuki Gakuen.

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"Onee-chan!"

Hm? Hazuki, what's up?"

"Well, this is for onee-chan!"

"Eh? Isn't this the Noi doll that I always wanted? How did you..."

"Because onee-chan looked so lethargic. Hazuki prepared it for onee-chan to cheer onee-chan up!"

"Hazuki...really, you...thank you, onee-chan's really happy!"

"Schoolwork may be tough, but you must work hard, Minami nee-chan!"

"Hm, I'll do my best! I'll feel like I lost if I continue to mess around like this. And also..."

"And also what?"

"I'm mindful of someone in school."

"Eh? Onee-chan's mindful of someone? Who is it? How is that person like?"

"Well~as repayment of the Noi doll, I'll only say this to Hazuki. That person is in the same class as me, and he's one huge idiot~"

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Baka to Tesuto to Syokanju:Volume3.5 Baka to Tesuto to Syokanju ～Preparation Chapter～

2011-06-15T11:12:26Z

HonouRyuu:

==Idiots, Tests and the Summoned Beasts ～Preparation Chapter～==

'''Please fill in the name of the historical person in the blank below.'''

_________ instituted the Rakuichi Rakuza policy which abolished and prohibited monopolies to stimulate business and economy.

'''Himeji Mizuki's answer:'''

"Oda Nobunaga"

'''Teacher's comment:'''

Correct.

'''Shimada Minami's answer:'''

"That fella with the topknot"

'''Teacher's comment:'''

Have you got yourself familiarized with Japan yet? I'm a little worried when I saw your answer.

'''Yoshii Akihisa's answer:'''

"Nobu"

'''Teacher's comment:'''

You're getting a little too familiar with him.

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Sis seemed worn out after moving here.

Is someone bullying her in school? Or is someone irritating her?

Then again, her classmates sounded really interesting from the stories she told me, and she seemed to like them a lot...

So, what is wearing her out?

Is it because of her studies? She told me she had difficulties catching up.

I hope she can recover soon.

Her birthday's coming... Would she cheer up if I give her a huge doll? She loves stuffed dolls, after all.

Mm... I'll do that! I'll buy a ''really'' big stuffed doll to cheer her up!

I wonder if I have enough pocket money...

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"EVERYONE, FREEZE! PUT YOUR BAGS ON THE TABLE AND OPEN IT!"

No sooner has the homeroom period start than our homeroom teacher, Iron— I mean, Mr. Nishimura, declared this, without any prior warning.

Crap! The stuff I brought today has nothing to do with studies!

An idea popped up in my mind for that moment. ''I'll grab my bag and run as fast as my legs could go!''

"Let me warn you: don't even think of running away."

It'll be one hell of a task to outrun this homeroom teacher. After all, he's sinewy, promptly nicknamed as "Ironman". He'll just utilize those powerful muscles of his, trained from participating in numerous 'Ironman' triathlons, to relentlessly pursue those who dare to run away.

"Good, I'm going round to check. Any items I find unrelated to studies will be confiscated."

Starting from the first row near the corridor, he went round the rows to check the contents of the bags, confiscating trump cards, magazines, and the such.

"Sakamoto, show me the contents of your pocket."

One student has not only his bag, but his pockets as well checked.

"Damn it!"

Sakamoto Yuuji shouted in agony. By the way, he's my best friend, and also my worst friend.

Still, he rummaged through his pocket obediently and pulled out an MP3 player.

"Thought so. I'll be taking this."

Ironman put his MP3 player into his sack of confiscated items. Yuuji, who never expected his pocket to be searched, glared at Ironman defiantly.

''"Quite a disaster for you, eh?"''

I whispered to him.

''"Damn it! He doesn't usually check our pockets, does he?! Why am I the ''only'' one having this special treatment?!)

''"Too bad. Who asked you to be such a badass?"''

''"Damn it!"''

On a closer look, how thorough Ironman checks depends on who the person is. He'll just glance through the bags of good students, but for others, he'll check them thoroughly, including the hidden pockets.

"You're next, Yoshii Akihisa."

"Ah, yes."

Ironman stood in front of me. I'm sure he wouldn't ask me to go through my pockets like Yuuji—

"Take off your uniform and change into your gym clothes."

"Eh?! You're kidding, right?!"

I can't believe how low his trust was in me.

"Besides... You know, it's a little embarrassing to change in front of the girls..."

"That won't do. You might have prohibited goods hidden up your pants, so change your clothes right now."

"What?! Even I wouldn't stoop that low! You should at least trust me—"

As I stepped forward to bring my point across, something dropped out from the leg of my pants with a loud thud.

"Oi, Akihisa, your dropped your DS."

I thanked Yuuji, who kindly picked up my handheld console, and faced the Ironman once again.

"As I was saying, trust me, will ya?"

"Don't bother changing. You can't be trusted even in your gym clothes."

Wha- What the hell? He tightened up his guard instead!

"You actually brought game consoles, manga, light novels, DVDs to school... What on Earth are you treating school as?!"

My precious treasures went into his sack, one by one. Just my luck for him to do a spot check on the day I brought them. The combined value of those items might go up to thousands of yen.

"Is this everything? Let me repeat this again: the school is a place for you to learn. Next time, don't bring anything that is not related to your studies."

Ironman returned to the podium with the sack of confiscated items. Farewell, my precious treasures...

"All right, since the spot check took quite a bit of time, there will be no homeroom session for today. The first lesson will be the Summoning Practicals, so get to the gym as soon as possible."

Marking the end of his class with that, Ironman left the classroom, with everyone's treasures in his sack.

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"Summon!"

With calls of summoning echoing throughout the gym, I turned to Yuuji, who was sitting beside me.

"It's just an hour into school and we're already got hit by a nuke."

"No shit. Man, I can't believe my one-month-old MP3 got confiscated!"

"Whoa, that's quite some fresh meat."

"And it was bloody expensive!"

A vexed look warped the wild features on his face. I understand his feelings ''very'' well.

"Akihisa, your games got done for as well, right? Quite a lot of them, too."

"Mm... The total value could easily hit thirty thousand yen."

A console, games, DVDs and CDs... Looking from the value of the confiscated items, the one with the highest loss would either be me or Muttsulini. How unlucky...

:"Next, Himeji Mizuki, please step forward."

:"Y-Yes."

"Hey, it's Himeji's turn! Muttsulini, aren't you gonna take that rare photo of her in gym clothes?"

"...My camera was confiscated."

"Oh, right... A pity indeed. It's pretty hard to see her in gym clothes when we're in different classes."

"And this is the only Summoning Practicals we'll ever get."

"..."

Depressed, Muttsulini's head sunk even lower. Oh well, can't blame him for that.

With that silky long hair, and that cute, innocent look, coupled with those bouncy chests of hers which seemed to have a mind of its own, it's easy to figure out why any guy would want to take a photo of her. I, for one, would die to take a photo of her at this moment.

:"I-Is this how you do it? Summon!"

She mumbled that out diffidently. A geometrical magic array formed near her feet, and her summoned beast appeared in front of everyone.

"Just like I thought, her summoned beast sure looks pretty strong."

"Totally. Wouldn't have guessed that from its cuteness."

Himeji's summoned beast looked really cute. Since a summoned beast takes the appearance of its caster, there's no need to explain further when the caster's such a babe as well.

Speaking of which, what made her summoned beast so impressive was—

"I'm sure her beast's the only one capable of wielding such a huge sword."

"Yeah, probably only those at her level could pull that off."

Her summoned beast was wielding a Western longsword several times longer than her height effortlessly. Anyone could tell that this summoned beast isn't one to be underestimated.

:Class C, Himeji Mizuki, Combined Subjects 3943 points

:''vs''

:Class C, Furukawa Ayumi, Combined Subjects 1264 points

The points were displayed in front of them. These were probably the results from the previous mid-term exams.

"No wonder it's so strong."

"Gosh, it's almost 4000 points. She sure is smart."

Holed up in a corner, we nod in agreement to each other.

The strength of a summoned beast is directly proportional to the exam results of the student. So basically, in a Summoning Exam, the higher your exam scores are, the stronger your summoned beast will be.

"Oh yeah, Akihisa, don't you know her?"

"Mm. She was my classmate in grade school, but we haven't spoke to each other for years. She'd probably have forgotten about me, I guess."

Since we're in different classes now, I've became distant with her. I'd definitely talk to her if I have the chance, but the probability of that happening is close to nil. It would most likely look like a confession if I were to barge into her class and say to her "I've got something to tell you".

"I supposed... Since the chances of you getting to be in the same class with her next year is close to zero, you'd eventually disappear from her memory."

"Next year? You mean the streaming exams?"
"Duh. You'll definitely won't be in the same class as her."

"That might be true, but..."

Just like any other school in Japan, we were streamed into different classes upon entering the academy. However, it will be different from the next year onwards. We'll be sorted according to our grades. Though Himeji is in Class C, with those grades of hers, she'll definitely be sorted into Class A next year. That's why Yuuji and me will probably be in different classes with her again since we're both straddling about in Class D.

"Will she really forget about me? It feels kinda lonely when I think of that."

"She will, since there's no point remembering a loser like you."

"What did you say?!"

We continued chatting while looking at the practicals of others when a voice called out:

"Next! Yoshii Akihisa and Shimada Minami!"

Ironman- I mean, Mr. Nishimura's voice rang loudly through the gym. Looking around, I realized that the others had finished their practicals.

"I'll be right back."

"Sure. You're a candidate for the "Punishment Inspector" anyway, so use the chance to learn how to control your summoned beast."

"Hey! I'm not a badass like you, Yuuji!"

I rolled my eyes back at Yuuji. Really, me as a candidate for ''the'' Punishment Inspector? How rude. Having that title is the same as being labeled as the most problematic student in school. How could I possibly be a candidate when no one in the history of the academy had that title before?

"Hurry up, Yoshii!!"

"Coming!"

Hearing Ironman's roar at me, I hastily increased my pace. It seemed like my training partner has already finished the summoning process.

"..."

My training partner was staring blankly at the summoned beast in front of her. This energetic girl, with a ponytail and a pair of sexy, slim legs, is my classmate, Shimada. However, a worried expression is registered on her face now. What's wrong? Was she disappointed by how weak her summoned beast unexpectedly looks?

"What's wrong, Shimada? Were you shocked by your unexpectedly weak summoned beast?"

I attempted to console her with my kind words. For a moment, the grey clouds over her head seemed to have disappeared, and she beamed a smile at me.

"Ah, so you're my opponent. I'm so happy!"

She blushed slightly. Seeing her expression made me happy as well. Geez, I didn't think she'd do that in front of everyone... I don't know how to handle her.

"It feels good to be able to beat you up!"

...Seriously, someone teach me how to handle this crazy girl.

"Shimada, our beasts are going to do the battling, not us."

I'm a little worried, so I confirmed the rules with her again. This is the summoning practical meant for the summoning battles next year, so this should be a battle between summoned beasts. At least that's what I thought.

"You're right. It ain't gonna be a fight between us."

She nodded her head in agreement. Great, seems like she got my point.

"Since I'll be the only one dishing out the beating anyway."

THAT'S NOT THE POINT!

"Did you hear that, sir? She's threatening me! If you have the time to check our belongings, shouldn't you do something about this explicit display of violence in school?!"

"Shimada, violence is bad, even if it's Yoshii we're talking here."

"But, sir..."

"No buts. A no is a no, you understand?"

"...Fine."

"I'm glad you understand. So-"

A wide smile appeared on Ironman's face,

"—I'll make this an exception."

"Wait... That's weird..."

Am I thinking too much? That conversation sounded as if a teacher had just allowed a case of violence in school.

"I'll do my best!"

"Good luck!"

"Ahaha, both of you are really dumb. Do you think I'll go down that easily and forgive you guys? I'll have you satisfy my demands before I-I'M SORRY! IT'S MY FAULT, PLEASE SPARE ME!!"

They didn't spare me, even after my numerous begging.

Was it something I said that lead to this disaster...?

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"Man... Ever since the morning inspection, it's been one disaster after another today..."

School finally ended. I was bitching about the day to the guys I usually hang out with.

"That's because you brought so many unnecessary things to school."
[[User:HonouRyuu|HonouRyuu]] 11:12, 15 June 2011 (UCT)
Sitting beside me and showing me a smile is Kinoshita Hideyoshi, who's in the same class as me, Yuuji and Muttsulini. It's already weird to hear him speak like an old man, and he has a beauty's face on him. He really likes to make comments. Even so, I do feel that he's the most normal person after me, since the other two are so abnormal that words can't describe them.

"Speaking of which, Hideyoshi didn't get anything confiscated, right?

"Of course I did, I got some costumes and props confiscated from me. Even though I told sensei that it's for the drama club, they still got confiscated either way."

The school has already provided some props and costumes for Hideyoshi, so Hideyoshi himself doesn't need to bring them. If so, these are unnecessary things. However—

"There's no need to confiscate them all anyway, he could have given us some leeway. Who expected Ironman's brain to be so hard."

"...(Nods head forcefully)."

"His brain's definitely filled with lead."

Muttsulini and Yuuji seem to agree with me. This can't be helped, since they got quite a few things confiscated as well.

And I actually thought that 'we're just having summoning practical today, so there're no lessons; should be rather relaxing today."

It was supposed to be relaxing, but I guess it's better to have lessons without the search.

"Summoning practical..."

Hearing my little grumbling, Yuuji muttered to himself.

"Eh? What's wrong, Yuuji?"

"Nothing. It's just that I remembered that we have to take part in summoning war next year."

For some reason, he sure seemed happy when he said this.

Speaking of summoning war, well, it's about having a summoning battle between classes with the class facilities on the line. If we can move onto second year without any mishaps, we'll have this summoning war system on us.

"But why must we have this summoning war system? If we want to differentiate the scores clearly, can't we just stick grades onto everyone?"

"Well, most likely, they prefer a summoning war to tests since it can motivate students, right? As a class, the students will work hard to not drag their classmates down."

"I see. So they intend to make us work together and improve our grades without breaking us, right?"

"Yeah, this allows the school to do what they want the most, and that's 'to groom students who can showcase their real potential in society'."

"Oh~ Is that so?"

Just as the four of them were chatting away.

"Ah...really, that Yoshii actually left the cleaning work to me. Where did he go off to?"

A certain student can be heard shouting on the corridor. Is that Shimada-san?

"What the heck, Akihisa. You're in charge of cleaning today?"

"Mm, but I left the cleaning work to Shimada-san and ran off first."

"Hmm, according to how I see it, you two have quite the relationship."

"...(Nods head forcefully)."

"Ah haha, it's not what you think it is."

"Really. Once I catch him, I'll tie his limbs up and throw him down the 3rd level!"

That's a highly difficult stunt even a stuntman will be afraid of.

"Sorry, I don't think I can protect my own life any longer. I'll be leaving now!"

Without saying anything else, I grabbed my bag and dashed out of the corridor. I love my life.

"Ah, Yoshii! So you're hiding here! Hold it right there!"

"I'm not going to wait! You're going to kill me, right?"

"I'm not angry at all. Just hold on, will you!?"

That's definitely a lie.

"These two really have rather good feelings."

"...(Nods head forcefully)."

She said that she's not angry, but she's holding onto a rope for some reason.

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"Hoo...that was scary~"

It's been past 30 minutes since I came running out of school, and before I knew it, I'm on a shopping street.

"Well. I don't intend to buy anything, so I guess I'll go back home—hm?"

Just as I intended to head home, I saw a familiar figure walk into a shop. Isn't that Himeji-san?

"I guess it's somewhat of a fate for us to meet here. Should I be courageous and call her..."

Though we did study in the same class during elementary school, we were separated into different classes during middle school. Before I knew it, Himeji-san seemed so distant from me. To see her in front of me after so many years, I really want to talk to her—the reason why I feel this way is most likely because of Yuuji's words 'She'll erase you from her memory anyway'.

In order to turn my thoughts into action, I follow Himeji-san closely as I walked into the shop...only to find that there're so many dolls here, it's unbelievable. Seems like this is a doll shop that a girl will love the most—what the heck, this shop's basically a doll shop!

"Well, let's go back. This shop really doesn't suit me."

I immediately hasten my pace and walk towards the exit. Anyway, the most important thing right now is to leave this place.

"This is Hazuki's only request of this lifetime. Please, uncle!"

"Even if you say that, I have to do business, you know..."

The moment I reached the exit, I suddenly heard this conversation. It seemed like a girl's standing at the counter and telling the cashier something. She seems rather insistent on this. What's going on?

I felt a bit mindful, so I turn my head to where the voice came from. As I expected, it's a cashier uncle and a girl who looks like she's in elementary school.

"I want to get that big Noi doll no matter what. Please, I beg you!"

"Even if you ask me like this...we're doing business. Wouldn't it be unfair to the other customers if I give you a little discount? We shopkeepers do have to treat all customers equally."

"Even so, please!"

"Uuu...really can't handle you..."

The cashier uncle looked rather troubled as he said this and scratches his face. The girl however continued to beg earnestly. Seeing such a small girl beg like this, I'll be seen as really cruel if I'm to walk away like this...

"Hey, little girl, why do you want this doll?"

I know that I'm too nosey, but I still ended up getting involved.

Now that a 3rd party has suddenly appeared, the little girl and the uncle revealed a surprised look on their faces.

"Be, because onee-chan didn't look too good recently. I wanted to buy the doll that she always wanted to hopefully motivate her..."

"Not looking good?"

"Most likely, because she just came back from Germany and couldn't understand Japanese well!

Shifted houses...even if it's within Japanese land, anyone will feel lonely when the friends and environment changes, let alone coming back to Japan.

"Even then, onee-chan took over mommy and daddy and did all the housework like sweeping and washing clothes nicely, and often play together with Hazuki..."

Seemed like it hit her sore spot as Hazuki-chan's wide eyes start to tear up.

"Waa! Don, don't cry! Nii-san will help you out here!"

"...Really?"

"Mm, really."

"...Thank you, onii-chan!"

Wiping away the tears, Hazuki-chan reveals a delightful smile.

"Speaking of which, how much does this doll cost?"

The doll in Hazuki-chan's arms is about 1m tall. If I make a rough estimate, I don't think 5,000 yen's going to be enough.

"Including tax, it'll be a total of 24,800 yen."

"Sorry, nii-san already tried, but he can't do it."

"Onii-chan?"

Hazuki-chan looks rather sad.

Argh! Didn't expect one to be that expensive. Under these conditions, the declaration of surrender came out of my mouth without thinking through.

"Then how much does Hazuki-chan has?"

"I only have 10,000yen..."

So we're missing 15,000. Including my entire fortune, there's only 11,699 yen. We can't even hitting the price of 24,800 yen! The most we can pay is half.

"Excuse me, can you sell this doll to us at 11,699 yen?"

"Eh, I just said before that that we're doing a business here..."

The reply's still the same.

"Onii-chan, this isn't any different from before."

Hazuki-chan whispered to my ear.

She's right. Up till now, I've been doing the same thing as what Hazuki-chan's been doing. However, things will be different from now on. I'm not an elementary school student; let's show her how an adult (high school student) does things!

"We have only 11,699 yen in total, that's about half the price of the doll, right?"

"Ya. That's still not quite enough."

"Hazuki-chan wants this doll, and uncle wants to sell this to her, but you're unwilling to sell it to her at half price. If so, I have a great idea!"

"Hm? What is it?"

"We can rip the doll in half and sell the right side to—eh? What? Why are you two seeing me as an idiot?"

"...Are you really a high school student?"

"...Onii-chan's an idiot!"

I, I actually got called stupid by an elementary school kid!

"I can't give you a discount, but I can guarantee that I won't sell this doll away for the time being. You can go back to discuss with your parents first."

Making this conclusion, the uncle ended the conversation just like this.

"Can't you ask your parents to buy it for you, Hazuki-chan?"

Having walked out of the shop, we came to the park to discuss our plans.

"Mommy and daddy aren't normally at home...so they would leave the money to one-chan. If I want to buy something, onee-chan will definitely ask for a reason..."

"I see, uu~"

Wanting to do something for her beloved older sister—Hazuki-chan's heart's ever so glamorous, it's way different from my family who sent me to Fumitzuki Gakuen on the excuse of 'not wanting to waste school fees'. I must help Hazuki-chan in order to prevent her from losing this intimacy with her family.

But speaking of which, what should I do? It'll be good if I have some more money, but my money's about to be used it...

"Oh ya! Hazuki can get money if she sells her manga to a second-hand shop, right?"

Hazuki-chan thought of this brilliant plan as her eyes sparkle. It's true that we can get money just like this, but I think that she can't get so much anyway. Of course, it's a different case altogether if I have those handheld games that were confiscated this morning—

"Hm? Oh ya, there's this plan after all!"

"...Onii-chan, have you thought of something?"

"I can't possibly get it back it my hands anyway. If I'm successful, we may be able to get enough money to buy the doll..."

Though I don't think it can work...mm! It's still worth a try though.

"Okay! Hazuki-chan, can you come back to the park tomorrow?"

"Y, yes. I can come over..."

"Then we'll meet here tomorrow. It's getting dark now, let's go home."

I waved my hands and said goodbye to Hazuki-chan. Anyway, I got to discuss it with Yuuji and the rest tomorrow.

"Ah, mm, bye bye..."

Speaking of which, did Himeji-san really enter that shop?

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"So you want to take back those confiscated items?"

The next morning, in the same classroom, I talked to the trio as per usual.

"I do feel that it's a pity to leave those things that got confiscated yesterday, but..."

"Uu~mm...ya, but the opponent's that Ironman. We may be designated as 'Punishment Inspectors' if we're not careful..."

Yuuji and Hideyoshi lower their chin and ponder. Seems like they don't intend to help me. This is bad, looks like I have to deal with this on my own.

"...I approve of Akihisa's proposal."

"Eh? Muttsulini? You're willing to help me?"

"...(Nods head forcefully)."

Great! Now at least I have someone who specializes in stealth helping me out.

"...Never mind, let's give it a go."

"Ah? So Yuuji's okay with it?"

"Yeah. I just bought that MP3 recently, and I accumulated quite a debt to Ironman, so let's settle this once and for all."

Yuuji smirked. What an enthusiastic bad guy's face.

"If so, I'll help out as well. If I can get back those things, I don't want to give up as well."

In the end, even Hideyoshi nodded his head, and everyone decided to take part in this. As expected of the group problematic first-years.

"Right now, the most important thing is to investigate where our targets are."

"That's right. If we don't even know where Ironman hid those confiscated items, we can't possibly get them back even if we want to."

The confiscated items may have ended up being abandoned, but they were just confiscated yesterday, so Ironman should still have them with him.

"That's the case. Akihisa, remove the silence function of the phone."

"Eh? Why?"

"Don't ask too much, just do it. You want those confiscated items back, right?"

"...I'm not really sure what's going on, but I just need to remove the silence function, right?"

"That's right."

The phone can't possibly ring during lesson time, there shouldn't be any problems, right? Let's just follow what Yuuji told me to do.

I pull my handphone out from my pocket and took it out of silent mode.

"Oi, you people better hurry up and sit down. I'm going to start taking attendance."

Seeing our homeroom teacher Ironman walk into the classroom, I immediately slip the handphone back into my pocket.

"Alright, let's begin."

Thus, our battle for the confiscated items officially begins now.

"Shimada."

"Here."

"Shimizu."

"Here."

At the usual time of taking attendance, Ironman's coarse voice echoes clearly throughout the classroom.

"Yamaguchi."

"Here."

"Watanabe."

"Here."

—Beep beep beep.

Suddenly, a beep interrupted the class while attendance is taken. Whose phone is it? Really, do think that we have such a stupid person in class. The phone will definitely get confiscated when it rings in class.

"...Yoshii, hand over your phone."

"...Yes."

The problem is, this stupid person was me.

Damn it! Why must it ring at this moment!? Who called me!?

<<Missed call: Sakamoto Yuuji>>

"Yu, Yuuji, you betrayed me!"

"I'll consficate the handphone then."

"Ahh! Handphone! MY HANDPHONE!"

My handphone got taken away by Ironman mercilessly.

"Very good. Nobody's came late nor skipped classes. I hope that all students will continue to keep this up."

After taking the attendance, Ironman moves his heavy feet out of the classroom—together with my handphone.

"Very good. Part 1 of the plan is complete."

"Yuuji! What sort of grudge do you have against me! Now my handphone got confiscated by Ironman all because of you!"

"This is a bait meant to fish out where our targets are. We just need to take them back."

"Eh? Bait?"

"That's right. I deliberately allowed Ironman to confiscate your handphone in order to find out where Ironman hid those items."

"Why didn't you tell me in the first place..."

And if possible, I hope that you can use your handphone as bait.

"...I'm back."

"WAHH!"

Suddenly talking right behind me. You scared me~

"Oh, Muttsulini came back already. How was it?"

"...Those confiscated items are placed in the staff storage cupboard."

"As expected of Muttsulini, erasing your own presence to tail people, that truly is your specialty. I'm impressed."

Seems like Muttsulini went to tail Ironman and investigate where my handphone was hidden. If it's tailing others without attracting attention, Yuuji can't do it, and Hideyoshi doesn't have the skills.

"...But the cupboard's locked."

"Okay. So where's the key?"

"...In the rear left pocket of Ironman's pants."

"I see. If so, we have to snatch the key from him."

"Ya, but how are we going to do that?"

"No problems. I got a good idea. We'll take action during cleaning time."

Anyway, let's attend lessons and wait for school dismissal.

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It's finally dismissal time.

"So, what plan do you have?"

As I tried to sneak out yesterday, I was punished to sweep the entire corridor alone. Thus, I'm discussing the plan with Yuuji and the rest while twisting the mop around. These damned guys don't have any intentions of helping out in the first place.

"We'll be using that."

Yuuji lifts his chin and points.

"A pail? What are we going to do with that?"

"We're going to use that to splash water on Ironman and make him take off his clothes."

I see. If so, we can then take his clothes away and take the key to the cupboard,

"Mm hm~ this method is simple and easy to succeed."

Hideyoshi's right. We can't possibly fail. Basically, there's only the last problem to this plan, and that is—whoever going to splash the water on Ironman will get pursued by him to the ends of the Earth.

"There's only one problem in this plan, and that's the one who's going to splash the water, 'Akihisa' will get pursued by him to the ends of the Earth."

Hold on! Is it decided that I'll be the one in charge of doing this?

"However, that's not really a huge problem."

THAT'S A HUGE PROBLEM TO ME!

"Oi, isn't that too strange? Let's settle this with rock paper scissors!"

"Ooh, look! Me and our target's already here."

"Very good. You got to do your best, Akihisa!"

"...Do your best."

"Eh? Hold on!"

The trio already wordlessly retreated back in the shortest time possible.

Ironman has already climbed up the stairs. If so, I can only do this!

My eyes have already captured the target, and the relative speed was estimated. The prepared weapon's in my hand, everything's okay—time to attack!

"WAAHH! I SLIPPED!"

Dragging the mop, I deliberately fell forward by letting my feet stagger and aim the pail at Ironman, who's on the stairs. GET WET!

"GUAH!"

How, how is it possible! As expected of Ironman! To be able to suddenly react in the blink of an eye and dodge the splash thanks to his superhuman senses! However—

"WHERE ARE YOU ESCAPING TO!?"

I drag the mop in my hand to where Ironman dodged to. I won't admit defeat so easily!

Phoosh, Clak cak cak.

The water from the pail drenched Ironman, and the pail rolls asie. Mission accomplished.

I pick up the pail and mop that I threw out as I remain mindful not to step on the puddle of water, saying to a stunned Ironman "Sorry, I slipped—AHH, sensei! An encyclopaedia isn't to be used as a weapon!"

"I thought I just heard you say 'Where are you escaping to', didn't I?"

"That's just a hallucination."

"Stop trying to lie to me with such a serious look on your face. Get ready to die!"

"Sen, sensei, please don't use the edge of the encyclopaedia!"

Where are you guys now! Come save me! I'll definitely be beaten down by Ironman into a panda if this keeps up!

"Ahh, Akihisa, you really ended up doing it."

Yuuji and the rest appeared out of nowhere. Anyway, I'm saved~

"I told you so many times 'not to splash water onto sensei'..."

"Ow, OWW! SENSEI! I SAID THAT I DIDN'T DO IT ON PURPOSE ALREADY!"

They, they didn't help out at all! These damned guys! Are they intending to sit around and watch?

"Sensei, punish Akihisa later. I guess you better change your clothes. If you don't mind, I'll lend my P.E. attire to you."

"That's right. Sorry, then lend me that. Yoshii, stay behind and scrub the floor clean!"

Leaving these words behind, Ironman, who was drenched by me, head off to the classroom with Yuuji and the rest to change clothes.

"...So unfortunate."

Anyway, I remained behind to clean the floor up. Besides, I have the cleaning tools in my hand.

Just as I'm working hard to wipe the water off the floor, Hideyoshi walks out of the classroom and moves towards me.

"I got the key, Akihisa."

"Really? Then we just need to enter the staffroom and get back the confiscated items."

"Umm, let's hurry up before Ironman realizes it."

"Got it!"

After letting the mop lean against the wall, Hideyoshi and I quickly head towards the staffroom.

"I'm going in then."

I took the cupboard key from Hideyoshi's hands and reach my hand out for the door.

"There's no problem, right?"

"No need to worry. I'll try my best to walk into the staffroom without raising too much attention and get those things back."

I should be just an ordinary student to every teacher, except for Ironman. I should be more suited for this role as compared to Hideyoshi, who has the look of a beauty.

"Really? Then I'll just wait here for your good news."

"Mm, I'm going in then~ 'cuse me~"

I open the staffroom door slightly. No problem, I'm not some irritating guy.

"Yoshii? Hurry up and get over here!"

"Why!? Why am I noticed so soon after entering the room!?"

I got caught by the Ancient Literature teacher immediately after entering the room. Why?

"I want to hear what excuse you have regarding the essay 'translate the Tsurezuregusa[http://www.baka-tsuki.net/project/index.php?title=Baka_to_Tesuto_to_Syokanju:Volume3.5_Translation_Notes_and_References#] into Modern Language'!"

"Ah, I did hand in my homework properly."

"I'm asking why did you turn the Tsurezuregusa into a rap!?"

"Eh? But sensei wanted it to be translated into the modern language, and speaking of modern Japanese, isn't it—"

"Ah, Yoshii-kun, remember to come over here after you're done there."

"Yoshii, that Chemistry report you handed in was too ridiculous! Come over and explain it to me later."

Unknowingly, I got surrounded by several teachers. Well, if this is the case, forget about completing the plan, I'll be hounded by these teachers till night! Got to find a way to get away from them!

"Excuse me..."

Just as I'm pondering on what to do, someone else entered the staffroom. Hm? Isn't that Hideyoshi?

"Ooh, isn't that Kinoshita? What's wrong?"

"I, I suddenly...don't feel too good...but the health teacher isn't...in..."

Hideyoshi cupped his mouth. He really doesn't look too good. Is he sick?

"Hideyoshi, are you—"

I frantically rushed towards him. At this moment, he suddenly blinked at me. I see, so he's acting! As expected of someone from the drama club, I nearly got fooled.

"Sorry, but can I rest here—"

Before finishing, Hideyoshi collapsed onto the floor.

"Ki, Kinoshita! Are you alright?"

"Anyway, let's take him to the sickbay!"

"You, you're right! Sensei, please carry his legs!"

A few teachers start to create quite the ruckus. After that, everyone in the staffroom left to accompany Hideyoshi to the sick bay. Brilliantly done, Hideyoshi!

"Let's use this opportunity to get back those confiscated items. Let me see, Ironman...no wait, it's Nishimura. Nishimura's..."

I checked the nametag on the cupboards which are according to order. Oh, found it. It's this one.

"...Speaking of which, I somehow imagined that bugs will crawl out of Ironman's cupboard."

Though I'm a bit fearful, I have no time to hesitate. I pull out the key Hideyoshi handed to me and pull the door handle down, opening the metal cupboard effortlessly.

"Oh, it's unexpectedly clean..."

The cupboard's arranged rather neatly, and the bag of confiscated goods are placed in an obvious place.

"Let's get out of here before someone notices—hm?"

Just as I was about to lock the cupboard up and run away, I noticed a pile of old books tied up in raffia strings. Should be meant for throwing away.

"Uu~hm...since he's going to throw it, I might as well take it. Maybe I can get some money as well."

After grabbing the books with both hands, I immediately dashed out of the staffroom.

"Okay! At least we achieved our goal!"

After what happened just now, I brought the spoils—the bag of confiscated items back to Yuuji, only taking away my own stuff and the pile of old books. I then took them over to a second-hand shop to exchange these spoils for cash.

My handheld games and gaming software garnered a price lower than what I expected, while that pile of books got quite the price; what a nice mistake in estimation. I really got to thank Ironman for this.

"Let me see, is that girl here~"

"Ah! Onii-chan! You're here!"

Hazuki-chan immediately came running over to me the moment I approached the park. She really looked like a cute puppy, and that even warms my heart. Maybe it's because I'm often surrounded by idiots, Ironman and a violent girl...

"Mm, because we arranged to meet each other. Oh yeah, where did you get that doll from?"

Looking closely, Hazuki-chan's hugging something similar to the Noi doll that she wanted to buy (is that what it's called?). It looks as if it was sewn by hand.

"There was a pretty onee-chan who came over and said to me 'If that onii-chan couldn't succeed, then give this to your sister!' and handed it over to me!"

"?"

"And she also said 'If that onii-chan managed to buy the doll, i'll give this doll to you.'."

The kid's lack of order in her speech confused me.

Erm, let me straighten Hazuki-chan's words out—

—A pretty onee-chan came to Hazuki-chan today.

—And then, she handed this handmade doll over to Hazuki-chan

—This pretty onee-chan even said that if I couldn't do it, she'll give this doll to Hazuki-chan's sister as a gift.

—But if I succeeded, this doll will go to Hazuki-chan.

—So that's how it is.

"Mmm, is that so? Then this doll will go to hazuki-chan."

"Eh? Really?"

"Yeah. And this doll will go to Hazuki-chan's sister."

I hand over the large doll in my hand over to Hazuki-chan. It should be tough for her petite body to carry such a large doll, but she still received it delightedly.

"This is great! Thank you, onii-chan!"

"No problems. It'll be great if your sister can cheer up."

I patted her head. Hazuki-chan seems to enjoy it as she slowly closes her eyes.

"Uu~ Ah, that's right! Onii-chan, can you lend me your ear?"

"Eh? What is it? Are you going to say a secret to me or something?"

"Don't ask, just lend me your ear."

Is she about to thank me? I'm really touched. One can't become a proper adult if the person can't even say 'thank you' or 'sorry'.

"Okay, what is it?"

I bent over to match her height, but unexpectedly—

"Thank you, onii-chan♪"

Whoosh! A cute sensation passes my face. Eh? This...don't tell me this is...

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"Wha, wha, wha..."

"Onii-chan may be an idiot, but he's so gentle! Hazuki-chan loves you! When I grow up, I'll let you become my husband!"

Without waiting for me to reply, Hazuki-chan skips out of the park.

Re, recently, these elementary school students are...

I touched my face with my hand, seemingly wanting to wipe away the soft sensation that's left on the face. Even without looking at the mirror, I know my face is red. How, how embarrassing...she's just an elementary school kid...

"Hoo...time for me to go back as well..."

After lifting my bag up and slinging it over my back, I head off towards the exit of the park. While exiting, I see a familiar figure yesterday. That person is—

"Excuse me...are you Himeji-san?"

"Ah, yes, what is it—YO, YOSHII-KUN!"

So it's Himeji-san. It sure is hard to find another pretty girl. I can't possibly be mistaken.

"Sorry, I seemed to have scared you."

"No, no worries. I was just dazed..."

Our conversation got interrupted just like that. This, this is really awkward...what should I say to a friend who I haven't met for a long time?

"Erm, that...it's really a coincidence that we met here. Did you just finish class? But you look rather tired here, are you?"

"Yes,because I stayed up all night..."

"Hei~so Himeji-san would also stay up."

The impression she gives is that she lives her life normally, but it's unexpected that she would stay up.

"That's not it, I just stayed up last night, because I got something I have to do no matter what..."

She inadvertently yawned as she continued to talk. Himeji-san sure is cute when she lets out some tears due to sleepiness.

"Then, I'll be going off in this direction, goodbye."

"Ah, mm, byebye."

I waved my hand to Himeji-san, who bowed to me courteously.

While walking home, I just realized—oh ya, why did Himeji-san appear in such a place?

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"...There was a case of theft in the staffroom room."

The next morning, during self-study period, Ironman suddenly mentioned this. He's definitely referring to the bag of confiscated items that we got yesterday.

"Such a tragedy worth being angry over, don't you think so, Yoshii?"

He actually threw this question at me. As expected of Ironman, he must have realized that I was the perpetrator, but who will follow you obediently?

"Yeah, sure is worth sighing over."

I naturally replied with these few words. No problems, I got everything under control.

"Really? Speaking of which, that culprit even took sensei's books."

Hm? Books? Is he referring to that bundle of books? Wasn't he going to throw them away?

"And that culprit actually had the guts to use his own identity to sell my books to a second-hand shop."

"Is that so, he sure has guts."

"Yeah, hahahaha!"

"Ahhahaha..."

Ironman and I started laughing with all enthusiasm. Really, we're laughing with all sorts of happiness—at least it looked that way if not for those eyes.

"YOSHII! GET READY TO DIE!!!"

"So, sorry! Who knew that it was sensei's collection, I didn't—"

"Are you saying that you didn't even think of it?"

"No, I did think about it, but then I thought 'since its Ironman's, it doesn't matter~'! OW! OUCH! SENSEI! MY SKULLCAP GOT SMASHED IN BY YOU!"

"So you idiot has the highest suspicion. Looks like I have to be even more careful and watch you."

"Sensei! I'm feeling that I've been watched by you all this time, there's no way for you to watch me further!"

"No, there still is, right? I got a really precious title of honor that's suitable for you—"

"Eh, this is..."

"Everyone at the staff meeting this morning have all agreed, so accept this. This is a present that sensei's handing you."

From who knows when, Ironman suddenly has a piece of paper in his hand. This plain white paper has only a single line on it.

—Yoshii Akihisa.

The above mentioned has been designed as the 'Punishment Inspector' of Fumitzuki Gakuen.

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"Onee-chan!"

Hm? Hazuki, what's up?"

"Well, this is for onee-chan!"

"Eh? Isn't this the Noi doll that I always wanted? How did you..."

"Because onee-chan looked so lethargic. Hazuki prepared it for onee-chan to cheer onee-chan up!"

"Hazuki...really, you...thank you, onee-chan's really happy!"

"Schoolwork may be tough, but you must work hard, Minami nee-chan!"

"Hm, I'll do my best! I'll feel like I lost if I continue to mess around like this. And also..."

"And also what?"

"I'm mindful of someone in school."

"Eh? Onee-chan's mindful of someone? Who is it? How is that person like?"

"Well~as repayment of the Noi doll, I'll only say this to Hazuki. That person is in the same class as me, and he's one huge idiot~"

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Baka to Tesuto to Syokanju:Volume3.5 Baka to Tesuto to Syokanju ～Preparation Chapter～

2011-06-15T01:08:09Z

HonouRyuu:

==Idiots, Tests and the Summoned Beasts ～Preparation Chapter～==

'''Please fill in the name of the historical person in the blank below.'''

_________ instituted the Rakuichi Rakuza policy which abolished and prohibited monopolies to stimulate business and economy.

'''Himeji Mizuki's answer:'''

"Oda Nobunaga"

'''Teacher's comment:'''

Correct.

'''Shimada Minami's answer:'''

"That fella with the topknot"

'''Teacher's comment:'''

Have you got yourself familiarized with Japan yet? I'm a little worried when I saw your answer.

'''Yoshii Akihisa's answer:'''

"Nobu"

'''Teacher's comment:'''

You're getting a little too familiar with him.

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Sis seemed worn out after moving here.

Is someone bullying her in school? Or is someone irritating her?

Then again, her classmates sounded really interesting from the stories she told me, and she seemed to like them a lot...

So, what is wearing her out?

Is it because of her studies? She told me she had difficulties catching up.

I hope she can recover soon.

Her birthday's coming... Would she cheer up if I give her a huge doll? She loves stuffed dolls, after all.

Mm... I'll do that! I'll buy a ''really'' big stuffed doll to cheer her up!

I wonder if I have enough pocket money...

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"EVERYONE, FREEZE! PUT YOUR BAGS ON THE TABLE AND OPEN IT!"

No sooner has the homeroom period start than our homeroom teacher, Iron— I mean, Mr. Nishimura, declared this, without any prior warning.

Crap! The stuff I brought today has nothing to do with studies!

An idea popped up in my mind for that moment. ''I'll grab my bag and run as fast as my legs could go!''

"Let me warn you: don't even think of running away."

It'll be one hell of a task to outrun this homeroom teacher. After all, he's sinewy, promptly nicknamed as "Ironman". He'll just utilize those powerful muscles of his, trained from participating in numerous 'Ironman' triathlons, to relentlessly pursue those who dare to run away.

"Good, I'm going round to check. Any items I find unrelated to studies will be confiscated."

Starting from the first row near the corridor, he went round the rows to check the contents of the bags, confiscating trump cards, magazines, and the such.

"Sakamoto, show me the contents of your pocket."

One student has not only his bag, but his pockets as well checked.

"Damn it!"

Sakamoto Yuuji shouted in agony. By the way, he's my best friend, and also my worst friend.

Still, he rummaged through his pocket obediently and pulled out an MP3 player.

"Thought so. I'll be taking this."

Ironman put his MP3 player into his sack of confiscated items. Yuuji, who never expected his pocket to be searched, glared at Ironman defiantly.

''"This is quite a disaster, eh?"''

I whispered to him.

''"It is. He doesn't usually check our pockets, does he?! And why am I the ''only'' one having this special treatment?!)

''"Too bad. Who asked you to be such a badass?"''

''"Damn it!"''

On a closer look, how thorough Ironman checks depends on who the person is. He'll just glance through the bags of good students, but for others, he'll check them thoroughly, including the hidden pockets.

"You're next, Yoshii Akihisa."

"Ah, yes."

Ironman stood in front of me. I'm sure he wouldn't ask me to go through my pockets like Yuuji—

"Take off your uniform and change into your gym clothes."

"Eh?! You're being too cautious!"

I can't believe how low his trust was in me.

"Well... Mr. Nishimura, you know, it's a little embarrassing to change in front of the girls..."

"That won't do. You might have prohibited goods hidden up your pants, so change your clothes right now."

"What?! Even I wouldn't stoop that low! You should at least trust me—"

As I stepped forward to bring my point across, something dropped out from the leg of my pants with a loud thud.

"Oi, Akihisa, your dropped your DS."

I thanked Yuuji, who kindly picked up my handheld console, and faced the Ironman once again.

"As I was saying, trust me, will you?"

"You can't be trusted even in your gym clothes."

Wha- What the hell? He tightened up his guard instead!

"You actually brought game consoles, manga, light novels, DVDs to school... What on Earth are you treating school as?!"

My precious treasures went into his sack, one by one. Just my luck for him to do a spot check on the day I brought them. The combined value of those items might go up to thousands of yen.

"Is this everything? Let me repeat this again: the school is a place for you to learn. Next time, don't bring anything that is not related to your studies."

Ironman returned to the podium with the sack of confiscated items. Farewell, my precious treasures...

"All right, since the spot check took quite a bit of time, there will be no homeroom session for today. The first lesson will be the Summoning Practicals, so get to the gym as soon as possible."

Marking the end of his class with that, Ironman left the classroom, with everyone's treasures in his sack.

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"Summon!"

With calls of summoning echoing throughout the gym, I turned to Yuuji, who was sitting beside me.

"It's just an hour into school and we're already getting hit by a nuke."

"No shit. Man, I can't believe my one-month-old MP3 got confiscated!"

"Whoa, that's quite some fresh meat."

"And it was bloody expensive!"

A vexed look warped the wild features on his face. I understand his feelings ''very'' well.

"Akihisa, your games got done in as well, right? Quite a lot of them, too."

"Mm... The combined value could easily hit thirty thousand yen."

A console, games, DVDs and CDs... Looking from the value of the confiscated items, the one with the highest loss would either be me or Muttsulini. How unlucky...

:"Next, Himeji Mizuki, please step forward."

:"Y-Yes."

"Hey, it's Himeji's turn! Muttsulini, aren't you going to take that rare photo of her in gym clothes?"

"...My camera was confiscated."

"Oh, right... A pity indeed. It's pretty hard to see her in gym clothes when we're in different classes."

"And this is the only Summoning Practicals we'll ever get."

"..."

Depressed, Muttsulini's head sunk even lower. Oh well, can't blame him for that.

With that silky long hair, and that cute, innocent look, coupled with those bouncy chests of hers which seemed to have a mind of its own, it's easy to figure out why any guy would want to take a photo of her. I, for one, would die to take a photo of her at this moment.

:"I-Is this how you do it? Summon!"

She mumbled that out diffidently. A geometrical magic array formed near her feet, and her summoned beast appeared in front of everyone.

"Just like I thought, her summoned beast sure looks pretty strong."

"Totally. You wouldn't have guessed that from its cuteness."

Himeji's summoned beast looked really cute. Since a summoned beast takes the appearance of its caster, there's no need to explain further when the caster's such a babe as well.

Speaking of which, what made her summoned beast so impressive was—

"I'm sure her beast's the only one capable of wielding such a huge sword."

"Yeah, probably only those at her level could pull that off."

Her summoned beast was wielding a Western longsword several times longer than her height effortlessly. Anyone could tell that this summoned beast isn't one to be underestimated.

:Class C, Himeji Mizuki, Combined Subjects 3943 points

:''vs''

:Class C, Furukawa Ayumi, Combined Subjects 1264 points

The points were displayed in front of them. These were probably the results from the previous mid-term exams.

"No wonder it's so strong."

"Gosh, it's almost 4000 points. She sure is smart."

Holed up in a corner, we nod in agreement to each other.

---------- [[User:HonouRyuu|HonouRyuu]] 16:00, 14 June 2011 (UCT)

The strength of a summoned beast is equivalent to the points that the owner gets. Since the test summoning system totals up the marks, basically, the higher amount of points a person gets, the stronger the summoned beast will be.

"Speaking of which, don't Akihisa and Himeji know each other?"

"Mm~ she was my grade school classmate...but we haven't spoken to each other for years. She should have forgotten about me, right?"

We're in different classes right now, separated for a long time. If there's a chance, I'll definitely want to talk to her, but there's no real chance for me to talk to any girl from another class. If I'm to go to her class and immediately say "Himeji-san, I got something to say to you", this will look like a confession no matter what.

"I see, you'll most likely be streamed into different classes next year. I can you can be erased from Hiemji's memory."

"Next year? Are you talking about the streaming exam?"

"Yeah, you definitely won't be able to be in the same class as her anyway."

"Now that you mentioned it, that's right..."

After we entered school, we were streamed into different classes like other schools. But next year, things will be different. We'll be sorted according to our grades. Though Himeji-san is in class C, when we become second-years, she'll definitely be sorted into class A with those top grades of hers. If so, me and Yuuji will definitely be unable to be classmates with her since we're just straddling about in class D anyway.

"I'll be forgotten by her...this sure feels rather lonely..."

"Yeah, there's no benefit for her to remember you anyway."

"How can you say that!"

Just as we're blankly seeing other classes battle it out and talking away—

"Next! Yoshii Akihisa and Shimada Minami!"

Ironman—let me repeat that again, this is the voice of our homeroom teacher, Nishimura-sensei.

Recovering myself, I find that those before me who were waiting to practice their summoning are all back.

"I'm going then."

"Go then. You're a 'punishment inspector' candidate anyway, go learn how to control a summoned beast properly."

"...I say, I'm different from you Yuuji. I'm not some problematic kid!"

I rolled my eyes back at Yuuji. Really, what about being a 'punishment inspector'? That's really rude. Aren't they saying that I'm a problematic student? Why is he calling me this when it's basically the equivalent of being an idiot?

"Hurry up, Yoshii!!"

"Alright~"

Hearing Ironman roar at me, I hastily increase my pace.

Paying attention, the training partner has already finished her summoning.

"..."

The person stares at the summoned beast in front of her in shock. This girl with an energetic-looking ponytail and attractive long legs is my classmate, Shimada-san. At this moment, she reveals a slight melancholic look that doesn't fit her. What happened? Why's she looking so depressed and lethargic? Is her summoned beast even weak and useless than what she thought would be?"

"What's wrong, Shimada-san? Are you shocked that your summoned beast is so weak?"

After saying this, I see that she seems to be healed by my gentleness. The grey clouds above her are gone, now replaced with a look of delight.

"Ah, so Yoshii's the opponent. How delightful."

Shimada-san slightly blushes. Seeing her so happy, I felt happy as well—oh my, to reveal her feelings to me in front of everyone like this, this kid's really troublesome."

"Because it's great to beat up Yoshii."

...This kid's really troublesome!

"Shimada-san, the target's the summoned beast, not us."

I'm a little worried, so I confirmed the rules with her again. This is the summoning practical that's meant for the summoning battles next year, so no matter what, this should be a battle between summoned beasts.

"You're right, we won't be fighting each other."

Shimada-san immediately nodded her head in agreement. Great, seems like she understood.

"Since I'll be the one dishing out the beatdown anyway."

SEEMS LIKE SHE DIDN'T UNDERSTAND AT ALL!

"That, sensei, what Shimada-san did just now was an act of violence. If you have the time to check our belongings, you should do something about this case of school violence, right?"

"...Shimada, even if the opponent's Yoshii, violence is bad."

"But sensei..."

No buts. A no is a no, you understand?"

"...Yes."

"Really...so you really understand? If so—"

Ironman suddenly reveals a smirk and says,

"—I'll give you a special discount this time."

"Eh? Aren't those words really weird?"

Am I thinking too much? It seemed like a teacher just allowed a case of school violence!

"I'll do my best!"

"Right, so you must work hard."

"Ah haha, sensei, Shimada-san, you two are really stupid. Do you think that you two can beat me so easily? If so, I'm going to counter and beat you two—I'M SORRY, IT'S MY FAULT, PLEASE FORGIVE ME!!"

It's useless even if I apologised.

Don't tell me...that those cautious words of mine caused this disaster?

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"Ho...ever since morning inspection, it's been one disaster after another today..."

After a day's worth of lessons, it's dismissal time. I'm chatting away with those guys who I usually talk to.

"That's because Akihisa-bro brought so many unnecessary things to school."

Sitting beside me and showing me a smile is Kinoshita Hideyoshi, who's in the same class as me, Yuuji and Muttsulini. It's already weird to hear him speak like an old man, and he has a beauty's face on him. He really likes to make comments. Even so, I do feel that he's the most normal person after me, since the other two are so abnormal that words can't describe them.

"Speaking of which, Hideyoshi didn't get anything confiscated, right?

"Of course I did, I got some costumes and props confiscated from me. Even though I told sensei that it's for the drama club, they still got confiscated either way."

The school has already provided some props and costumes for Hideyoshi, so Hideyoshi himself doesn't need to bring them. If so, these are unnecessary things. However—

"There's no need to confiscate them all anyway, he could have given us some leeway. Who expected Ironman's brain to be so hard."

"...(Nods head forcefully)."

"His brain's definitely filled with lead."

Muttsulini and Yuuji seem to agree with me. This can't be helped, since they got quite a few things confiscated as well.

And I actually thought that 'we're just having summoning practical today, so there're no lessons; should be rather relaxing today."

It was supposed to be relaxing, but I guess it's better to have lessons without the search.

"Summoning practical..."

Hearing my little grumbling, Yuuji muttered to himself.

"Eh? What's wrong, Yuuji?"

"Nothing. It's just that I remembered that we have to take part in summoning war next year."

For some reason, he sure seemed happy when he said this.

Speaking of summoning war, well, it's about having a summoning battle between classes with the class facilities on the line. If we can move onto second year without any mishaps, we'll have this summoning war system on us.

"But why must we have this summoning war system? If we want to differentiate the scores clearly, can't we just stick grades onto everyone?"

"Well, most likely, they prefer a summoning war to tests since it can motivate students, right? As a class, the students will work hard to not drag their classmates down."

"I see. So they intend to make us work together and improve our grades without breaking us, right?"

"Yeah, this allows the school to do what they want the most, and that's 'to groom students who can showcase their real potential in society'."

"Oh~ Is that so?"

Just as the four of them were chatting away.

"Ah...really, that Yoshii actually left the cleaning work to me. Where did he go off to?"

A certain student can be heard shouting on the corridor. Is that Shimada-san?

"What the heck, Akihisa. You're in charge of cleaning today?"

"Mm, but I left the cleaning work to Shimada-san and ran off first."

"Hmm, according to how I see it, you two have quite the relationship."

"...(Nods head forcefully)."

"Ah haha, it's not what you think it is."

"Really. Once I catch him, I'll tie his limbs up and throw him down the 3rd level!"

That's a highly difficult stunt even a stuntman will be afraid of.

"Sorry, I don't think I can protect my own life any longer. I'll be leaving now!"

Without saying anything else, I grabbed my bag and dashed out of the corridor. I love my life.

"Ah, Yoshii! So you're hiding here! Hold it right there!"

"I'm not going to wait! You're going to kill me, right?"

"I'm not angry at all. Just hold on, will you!?"

That's definitely a lie.

"These two really have rather good feelings."

"...(Nods head forcefully)."

She said that she's not angry, but she's holding onto a rope for some reason.

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"Hoo...that was scary~"

It's been past 30 minutes since I came running out of school, and before I knew it, I'm on a shopping street.

"Well. I don't intend to buy anything, so I guess I'll go back home—hm?"

Just as I intended to head home, I saw a familiar figure walk into a shop. Isn't that Himeji-san?

"I guess it's somewhat of a fate for us to meet here. Should I be courageous and call her..."

Though we did study in the same class during elementary school, we were separated into different classes during middle school. Before I knew it, Himeji-san seemed so distant from me. To see her in front of me after so many years, I really want to talk to her—the reason why I feel this way is most likely because of Yuuji's words 'She'll erase you from her memory anyway'.

In order to turn my thoughts into action, I follow Himeji-san closely as I walked into the shop...only to find that there're so many dolls here, it's unbelievable. Seems like this is a doll shop that a girl will love the most—what the heck, this shop's basically a doll shop!

"Well, let's go back. This shop really doesn't suit me."

I immediately hasten my pace and walk towards the exit. Anyway, the most important thing right now is to leave this place.

"This is Hazuki's only request of this lifetime. Please, uncle!"

"Even if you say that, I have to do business, you know..."

The moment I reached the exit, I suddenly heard this conversation. It seemed like a girl's standing at the counter and telling the cashier something. She seems rather insistent on this. What's going on?

I felt a bit mindful, so I turn my head to where the voice came from. As I expected, it's a cashier uncle and a girl who looks like she's in elementary school.

"I want to get that big Noi doll no matter what. Please, I beg you!"

"Even if you ask me like this...we're doing business. Wouldn't it be unfair to the other customers if I give you a little discount? We shopkeepers do have to treat all customers equally."

"Even so, please!"

"Uuu...really can't handle you..."

The cashier uncle looked rather troubled as he said this and scratches his face. The girl however continued to beg earnestly. Seeing such a small girl beg like this, I'll be seen as really cruel if I'm to walk away like this...

"Hey, little girl, why do you want this doll?"

I know that I'm too nosey, but I still ended up getting involved.

Now that a 3rd party has suddenly appeared, the little girl and the uncle revealed a surprised look on their faces.

"Be, because onee-chan didn't look too good recently. I wanted to buy the doll that she always wanted to hopefully motivate her..."

"Not looking good?"

"Most likely, because she just came back from Germany and couldn't understand Japanese well!

Shifted houses...even if it's within Japanese land, anyone will feel lonely when the friends and environment changes, let alone coming back to Japan.

"Even then, onee-chan took over mommy and daddy and did all the housework like sweeping and washing clothes nicely, and often play together with Hazuki..."

Seemed like it hit her sore spot as Hazuki-chan's wide eyes start to tear up.

"Waa! Don, don't cry! Nii-san will help you out here!"

"...Really?"

"Mm, really."

"...Thank you, onii-chan!"

Wiping away the tears, Hazuki-chan reveals a delightful smile.

"Speaking of which, how much does this doll cost?"

The doll in Hazuki-chan's arms is about 1m tall. If I make a rough estimate, I don't think 5,000 yen's going to be enough.

"Including tax, it'll be a total of 24,800 yen."

"Sorry, nii-san already tried, but he can't do it."

"Onii-chan?"

Hazuki-chan looks rather sad.

Argh! Didn't expect one to be that expensive. Under these conditions, the declaration of surrender came out of my mouth without thinking through.

"Then how much does Hazuki-chan has?"

"I only have 10,000yen..."

So we're missing 15,000. Including my entire fortune, there's only 11,699 yen. We can't even hitting the price of 24,800 yen! The most we can pay is half.

"Excuse me, can you sell this doll to us at 11,699 yen?"

"Eh, I just said before that that we're doing a business here..."

The reply's still the same.

"Onii-chan, this isn't any different from before."

Hazuki-chan whispered to my ear.

She's right. Up till now, I've been doing the same thing as what Hazuki-chan's been doing. However, things will be different from now on. I'm not an elementary school student; let's show her how an adult (high school student) does things!

"We have only 11,699 yen in total, that's about half the price of the doll, right?"

"Ya. That's still not quite enough."

"Hazuki-chan wants this doll, and uncle wants to sell this to her, but you're unwilling to sell it to her at half price. If so, I have a great idea!"

"Hm? What is it?"

"We can rip the doll in half and sell the right side to—eh? What? Why are you two seeing me as an idiot?"

"...Are you really a high school student?"

"...Onii-chan's an idiot!"

I, I actually got called stupid by an elementary school kid!

"I can't give you a discount, but I can guarantee that I won't sell this doll away for the time being. You can go back to discuss with your parents first."

Making this conclusion, the uncle ended the conversation just like this.

"Can't you ask your parents to buy it for you, Hazuki-chan?"

Having walked out of the shop, we came to the park to discuss our plans.

"Mommy and daddy aren't normally at home...so they would leave the money to one-chan. If I want to buy something, onee-chan will definitely ask for a reason..."

"I see, uu~"

Wanting to do something for her beloved older sister—Hazuki-chan's heart's ever so glamorous, it's way different from my family who sent me to Fumitzuki Gakuen on the excuse of 'not wanting to waste school fees'. I must help Hazuki-chan in order to prevent her from losing this intimacy with her family.

But speaking of which, what should I do? It'll be good if I have some more money, but my money's about to be used it...

"Oh ya! Hazuki can get money if she sells her manga to a second-hand shop, right?"

Hazuki-chan thought of this brilliant plan as her eyes sparkle. It's true that we can get money just like this, but I think that she can't get so much anyway. Of course, it's a different case altogether if I have those handheld games that were confiscated this morning—

"Hm? Oh ya, there's this plan after all!"

"...Onii-chan, have you thought of something?"

"I can't possibly get it back it my hands anyway. If I'm successful, we may be able to get enough money to buy the doll..."

Though I don't think it can work...mm! It's still worth a try though.

"Okay! Hazuki-chan, can you come back to the park tomorrow?"

"Y, yes. I can come over..."

"Then we'll meet here tomorrow. It's getting dark now, let's go home."

I waved my hands and said goodbye to Hazuki-chan. Anyway, I got to discuss it with Yuuji and the rest tomorrow.

"Ah, mm, bye bye..."

Speaking of which, did Himeji-san really enter that shop?

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"So you want to take back those confiscated items?"

The next morning, in the same classroom, I talked to the trio as per usual.

"I do feel that it's a pity to leave those things that got confiscated yesterday, but..."

"Uu~mm...ya, but the opponent's that Ironman. We may be designated as 'Punishment Inspectors' if we're not careful..."

Yuuji and Hideyoshi lower their chin and ponder. Seems like they don't intend to help me. This is bad, looks like I have to deal with this on my own.

"...I approve of Akihisa's proposal."

"Eh? Muttsulini? You're willing to help me?"

"...(Nods head forcefully)."

Great! Now at least I have someone who specializes in stealth helping me out.

"...Never mind, let's give it a go."

"Ah? So Yuuji's okay with it?"

"Yeah. I just bought that MP3 recently, and I accumulated quite a debt to Ironman, so let's settle this once and for all."

Yuuji smirked. What an enthusiastic bad guy's face.

"If so, I'll help out as well. If I can get back those things, I don't want to give up as well."

In the end, even Hideyoshi nodded his head, and everyone decided to take part in this. As expected of the group problematic first-years.

"Right now, the most important thing is to investigate where our targets are."

"That's right. If we don't even know where Ironman hid those confiscated items, we can't possibly get them back even if we want to."

The confiscated items may have ended up being abandoned, but they were just confiscated yesterday, so Ironman should still have them with him.

"That's the case. Akihisa, remove the silence function of the phone."

"Eh? Why?"

"Don't ask too much, just do it. You want those confiscated items back, right?"

"...I'm not really sure what's going on, but I just need to remove the silence function, right?"

"That's right."

The phone can't possibly ring during lesson time, there shouldn't be any problems, right? Let's just follow what Yuuji told me to do.

I pull my handphone out from my pocket and took it out of silent mode.

"Oi, you people better hurry up and sit down. I'm going to start taking attendance."

Seeing our homeroom teacher Ironman walk into the classroom, I immediately slip the handphone back into my pocket.

"Alright, let's begin."

Thus, our battle for the confiscated items officially begins now.

"Shimada."

"Here."

"Shimizu."

"Here."

At the usual time of taking attendance, Ironman's coarse voice echoes clearly throughout the classroom.

"Yamaguchi."

"Here."

"Watanabe."

"Here."

—Beep beep beep.

Suddenly, a beep interrupted the class while attendance is taken. Whose phone is it? Really, do think that we have such a stupid person in class. The phone will definitely get confiscated when it rings in class.

"...Yoshii, hand over your phone."

"...Yes."

The problem is, this stupid person was me.

Damn it! Why must it ring at this moment!? Who called me!?

<<Missed call: Sakamoto Yuuji>>

"Yu, Yuuji, you betrayed me!"

"I'll consficate the handphone then."

"Ahh! Handphone! MY HANDPHONE!"

My handphone got taken away by Ironman mercilessly.

"Very good. Nobody's came late nor skipped classes. I hope that all students will continue to keep this up."

After taking the attendance, Ironman moves his heavy feet out of the classroom—together with my handphone.

"Very good. Part 1 of the plan is complete."

"Yuuji! What sort of grudge do you have against me! Now my handphone got confiscated by Ironman all because of you!"

"This is a bait meant to fish out where our targets are. We just need to take them back."

"Eh? Bait?"

"That's right. I deliberately allowed Ironman to confiscate your handphone in order to find out where Ironman hid those items."

"Why didn't you tell me in the first place..."

And if possible, I hope that you can use your handphone as bait.

"...I'm back."

"WAHH!"

Suddenly talking right behind me. You scared me~

"Oh, Muttsulini came back already. How was it?"

"...Those confiscated items are placed in the staff storage cupboard."

"As expected of Muttsulini, erasing your own presence to tail people, that truly is your specialty. I'm impressed."

Seems like Muttsulini went to tail Ironman and investigate where my handphone was hidden. If it's tailing others without attracting attention, Yuuji can't do it, and Hideyoshi doesn't have the skills.

"...But the cupboard's locked."

"Okay. So where's the key?"

"...In the rear left pocket of Ironman's pants."

"I see. If so, we have to snatch the key from him."

"Ya, but how are we going to do that?"

"No problems. I got a good idea. We'll take action during cleaning time."

Anyway, let's attend lessons and wait for school dismissal.

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It's finally dismissal time.

"So, what plan do you have?"

As I tried to sneak out yesterday, I was punished to sweep the entire corridor alone. Thus, I'm discussing the plan with Yuuji and the rest while twisting the mop around. These damned guys don't have any intentions of helping out in the first place.

"We'll be using that."

Yuuji lifts his chin and points.

"A pail? What are we going to do with that?"

"We're going to use that to splash water on Ironman and make him take off his clothes."

I see. If so, we can then take his clothes away and take the key to the cupboard,

"Mm hm~ this method is simple and easy to succeed."

Hideyoshi's right. We can't possibly fail. Basically, there's only the last problem to this plan, and that is—whoever going to splash the water on Ironman will get pursued by him to the ends of the Earth.

"There's only one problem in this plan, and that's the one who's going to splash the water, 'Akihisa' will get pursued by him to the ends of the Earth."

Hold on! Is it decided that I'll be the one in charge of doing this?

"However, that's not really a huge problem."

THAT'S A HUGE PROBLEM TO ME!

"Oi, isn't that too strange? Let's settle this with rock paper scissors!"

"Ooh, look! Me and our target's already here."

"Very good. You got to do your best, Akihisa!"

"...Do your best."

"Eh? Hold on!"

The trio already wordlessly retreated back in the shortest time possible.

Ironman has already climbed up the stairs. If so, I can only do this!

My eyes have already captured the target, and the relative speed was estimated. The prepared weapon's in my hand, everything's okay—time to attack!

"WAAHH! I SLIPPED!"

Dragging the mop, I deliberately fell forward by letting my feet stagger and aim the pail at Ironman, who's on the stairs. GET WET!

"GUAH!"

How, how is it possible! As expected of Ironman! To be able to suddenly react in the blink of an eye and dodge the splash thanks to his superhuman senses! However—

"WHERE ARE YOU ESCAPING TO!?"

I drag the mop in my hand to where Ironman dodged to. I won't admit defeat so easily!

Phoosh, Clak cak cak.

The water from the pail drenched Ironman, and the pail rolls asie. Mission accomplished.

I pick up the pail and mop that I threw out as I remain mindful not to step on the puddle of water, saying to a stunned Ironman "Sorry, I slipped—AHH, sensei! An encyclopaedia isn't to be used as a weapon!"

"I thought I just heard you say 'Where are you escaping to', didn't I?"

"That's just a hallucination."

"Stop trying to lie to me with such a serious look on your face. Get ready to die!"

"Sen, sensei, please don't use the edge of the encyclopaedia!"

Where are you guys now! Come save me! I'll definitely be beaten down by Ironman into a panda if this keeps up!

"Ahh, Akihisa, you really ended up doing it."

Yuuji and the rest appeared out of nowhere. Anyway, I'm saved~

"I told you so many times 'not to splash water onto sensei'..."

"Ow, OWW! SENSEI! I SAID THAT I DIDN'T DO IT ON PURPOSE ALREADY!"

They, they didn't help out at all! These damned guys! Are they intending to sit around and watch?

"Sensei, punish Akihisa later. I guess you better change your clothes. If you don't mind, I'll lend my P.E. attire to you."

"That's right. Sorry, then lend me that. Yoshii, stay behind and scrub the floor clean!"

Leaving these words behind, Ironman, who was drenched by me, head off to the classroom with Yuuji and the rest to change clothes.

"...So unfortunate."

Anyway, I remained behind to clean the floor up. Besides, I have the cleaning tools in my hand.

Just as I'm working hard to wipe the water off the floor, Hideyoshi walks out of the classroom and moves towards me.

"I got the key, Akihisa."

"Really? Then we just need to enter the staffroom and get back the confiscated items."

"Umm, let's hurry up before Ironman realizes it."

"Got it!"

After letting the mop lean against the wall, Hideyoshi and I quickly head towards the staffroom.

"I'm going in then."

I took the cupboard key from Hideyoshi's hands and reach my hand out for the door.

"There's no problem, right?"

"No need to worry. I'll try my best to walk into the staffroom without raising too much attention and get those things back."

I should be just an ordinary student to every teacher, except for Ironman. I should be more suited for this role as compared to Hideyoshi, who has the look of a beauty.

"Really? Then I'll just wait here for your good news."

"Mm, I'm going in then~ 'cuse me~"

I open the staffroom door slightly. No problem, I'm not some irritating guy.

"Yoshii? Hurry up and get over here!"

"Why!? Why am I noticed so soon after entering the room!?"

I got caught by the Ancient Literature teacher immediately after entering the room. Why?

"I want to hear what excuse you have regarding the essay 'translate the Tsurezuregusa[http://www.baka-tsuki.net/project/index.php?title=Baka_to_Tesuto_to_Syokanju:Volume3.5_Translation_Notes_and_References#] into Modern Language'!"

"Ah, I did hand in my homework properly."

"I'm asking why did you turn the Tsurezuregusa into a rap!?"

"Eh? But sensei wanted it to be translated into the modern language, and speaking of modern Japanese, isn't it—"

"Ah, Yoshii-kun, remember to come over here after you're done there."

"Yoshii, that Chemistry report you handed in was too ridiculous! Come over and explain it to me later."

Unknowingly, I got surrounded by several teachers. Well, if this is the case, forget about completing the plan, I'll be hounded by these teachers till night! Got to find a way to get away from them!

"Excuse me..."

Just as I'm pondering on what to do, someone else entered the staffroom. Hm? Isn't that Hideyoshi?

"Ooh, isn't that Kinoshita? What's wrong?"

"I, I suddenly...don't feel too good...but the health teacher isn't...in..."

Hideyoshi cupped his mouth. He really doesn't look too good. Is he sick?

"Hideyoshi, are you—"

I frantically rushed towards him. At this moment, he suddenly blinked at me. I see, so he's acting! As expected of someone from the drama club, I nearly got fooled.

"Sorry, but can I rest here—"

Before finishing, Hideyoshi collapsed onto the floor.

"Ki, Kinoshita! Are you alright?"

"Anyway, let's take him to the sickbay!"

"You, you're right! Sensei, please carry his legs!"

A few teachers start to create quite the ruckus. After that, everyone in the staffroom left to accompany Hideyoshi to the sick bay. Brilliantly done, Hideyoshi!

"Let's use this opportunity to get back those confiscated items. Let me see, Ironman...no wait, it's Nishimura. Nishimura's..."

I checked the nametag on the cupboards which are according to order. Oh, found it. It's this one.

"...Speaking of which, I somehow imagined that bugs will crawl out of Ironman's cupboard."

Though I'm a bit fearful, I have no time to hesitate. I pull out the key Hideyoshi handed to me and pull the door handle down, opening the metal cupboard effortlessly.

"Oh, it's unexpectedly clean..."

The cupboard's arranged rather neatly, and the bag of confiscated goods are placed in an obvious place.

"Let's get out of here before someone notices—hm?"

Just as I was about to lock the cupboard up and run away, I noticed a pile of old books tied up in raffia strings. Should be meant for throwing away.

"Uu~hm...since he's going to throw it, I might as well take it. Maybe I can get some money as well."

After grabbing the books with both hands, I immediately dashed out of the staffroom.

"Okay! At least we achieved our goal!"

After what happened just now, I brought the spoils—the bag of confiscated items back to Yuuji, only taking away my own stuff and the pile of old books. I then took them over to a second-hand shop to exchange these spoils for cash.

My handheld games and gaming software garnered a price lower than what I expected, while that pile of books got quite the price; what a nice mistake in estimation. I really got to thank Ironman for this.

"Let me see, is that girl here~"

"Ah! Onii-chan! You're here!"

Hazuki-chan immediately came running over to me the moment I approached the park. She really looked like a cute puppy, and that even warms my heart. Maybe it's because I'm often surrounded by idiots, Ironman and a violent girl...

"Mm, because we arranged to meet each other. Oh yeah, where did you get that doll from?"

Looking closely, Hazuki-chan's hugging something similar to the Noi doll that she wanted to buy (is that what it's called?). It looks as if it was sewn by hand.

"There was a pretty onee-chan who came over and said to me 'If that onii-chan couldn't succeed, then give this to your sister!' and handed it over to me!"

"?"

"And she also said 'If that onii-chan managed to buy the doll, i'll give this doll to you.'."

The kid's lack of order in her speech confused me.

Erm, let me straighten Hazuki-chan's words out—

—A pretty onee-chan came to Hazuki-chan today.

—And then, she handed this handmade doll over to Hazuki-chan

—This pretty onee-chan even said that if I couldn't do it, she'll give this doll to Hazuki-chan's sister as a gift.

—But if I succeeded, this doll will go to Hazuki-chan.

—So that's how it is.

"Mmm, is that so? Then this doll will go to hazuki-chan."

"Eh? Really?"

"Yeah. And this doll will go to Hazuki-chan's sister."

I hand over the large doll in my hand over to Hazuki-chan. It should be tough for her petite body to carry such a large doll, but she still received it delightedly.

"This is great! Thank you, onii-chan!"

"No problems. It'll be great if your sister can cheer up."

I patted her head. Hazuki-chan seems to enjoy it as she slowly closes her eyes.

"Uu~ Ah, that's right! Onii-chan, can you lend me your ear?"

"Eh? What is it? Are you going to say a secret to me or something?"

"Don't ask, just lend me your ear."

Is she about to thank me? I'm really touched. One can't become a proper adult if the person can't even say 'thank you' or 'sorry'.

"Okay, what is it?"

I bent over to match her height, but unexpectedly—

"Thank you, onii-chan♪"

Whoosh! A cute sensation passes my face. Eh? This...don't tell me this is...

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"Wha, wha, wha..."

"Onii-chan may be an idiot, but he's so gentle! Hazuki-chan loves you! When I grow up, I'll let you become my husband!"

Without waiting for me to reply, Hazuki-chan skips out of the park.

Re, recently, these elementary school students are...

I touched my face with my hand, seemingly wanting to wipe away the soft sensation that's left on the face. Even without looking at the mirror, I know my face is red. How, how embarrassing...she's just an elementary school kid...

"Hoo...time for me to go back as well..."

After lifting my bag up and slinging it over my back, I head off towards the exit of the park. While exiting, I see a familiar figure yesterday. That person is—

"Excuse me...are you Himeji-san?"

"Ah, yes, what is it—YO, YOSHII-KUN!"

So it's Himeji-san. It sure is hard to find another pretty girl. I can't possibly be mistaken.

"Sorry, I seemed to have scared you."

"No, no worries. I was just dazed..."

Our conversation got interrupted just like that. This, this is really awkward...what should I say to a friend who I haven't met for a long time?

"Erm, that...it's really a coincidence that we met here. Did you just finish class? But you look rather tired here, are you?"

"Yes,because I stayed up all night..."

"Hei~so Himeji-san would also stay up."

The impression she gives is that she lives her life normally, but it's unexpected that she would stay up.

"That's not it, I just stayed up last night, because I got something I have to do no matter what..."

She inadvertently yawned as she continued to talk. Himeji-san sure is cute when she lets out some tears due to sleepiness.

"Then, I'll be going off in this direction, goodbye."

"Ah, mm, byebye."

I waved my hand to Himeji-san, who bowed to me courteously.

While walking home, I just realized—oh ya, why did Himeji-san appear in such a place?

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"...There was a case of theft in the staffroom room."

The next morning, during self-study period, Ironman suddenly mentioned this. He's definitely referring to the bag of confiscated items that we got yesterday.

"Such a tragedy worth being angry over, don't you think so, Yoshii?"

He actually threw this question at me. As expected of Ironman, he must have realized that I was the perpetrator, but who will follow you obediently?

"Yeah, sure is worth sighing over."

I naturally replied with these few words. No problems, I got everything under control.

"Really? Speaking of which, that culprit even took sensei's books."

Hm? Books? Is he referring to that bundle of books? Wasn't he going to throw them away?

"And that culprit actually had the guts to use his own identity to sell my books to a second-hand shop."

"Is that so, he sure has guts."

"Yeah, hahahaha!"

"Ahhahaha..."

Ironman and I started laughing with all enthusiasm. Really, we're laughing with all sorts of happiness—at least it looked that way if not for those eyes.

"YOSHII! GET READY TO DIE!!!"

"So, sorry! Who knew that it was sensei's collection, I didn't—"

"Are you saying that you didn't even think of it?"

"No, I did think about it, but then I thought 'since its Ironman's, it doesn't matter~'! OW! OUCH! SENSEI! MY SKULLCAP GOT SMASHED IN BY YOU!"

"So you idiot has the highest suspicion. Looks like I have to be even more careful and watch you."

"Sensei! I'm feeling that I've been watched by you all this time, there's no way for you to watch me further!"

"No, there still is, right? I got a really precious title of honor that's suitable for you—"

"Eh, this is..."

"Everyone at the staff meeting this morning have all agreed, so accept this. This is a present that sensei's handing you."

From who knows when, Ironman suddenly has a piece of paper in his hand. This plain white paper has only a single line on it.

—Yoshii Akihisa.

The above mentioned has been designed as the 'Punishment Inspector' of Fumitzuki Gakuen.

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"Onee-chan!"

Hm? Hazuki, what's up?"

"Well, this is for onee-chan!"

"Eh? Isn't this the Noi doll that I always wanted? How did you..."

"Because onee-chan looked so lethargic. Hazuki prepared it for onee-chan to cheer onee-chan up!"

"Hazuki...really, you...thank you, onee-chan's really happy!"

"Schoolwork may be tough, but you must work hard, Minami nee-chan!"

"Hm, I'll do my best! I'll feel like I lost if I continue to mess around like this. And also..."

"And also what?"

"I'm mindful of someone in school."

"Eh? Onee-chan's mindful of someone? Who is it? How is that person like?"

"Well~as repayment of the Noi doll, I'll only say this to Hazuki. That person is in the same class as me, and he's one huge idiot~"

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Seitokai no Shisan:Volume 4 Extra

2011-06-14T16:39:32Z

HonouRyuu:

“Master, the usual please.”

“Certainly.”

Finishing up my order briefly, I cut the end of a cigar and lighted it with my favorite lighter. I took a puff from it, slowly savoring its scent.

Many years have past since I started coming regularly to this bar. Back then, I was just a brat who knew nothing, but I have made quite a name for myself since then. Now, bounded by obligations wherever I go, this is the only sanctuary I have left, a place I can take solace in.

Exhaling a ring of smoke, I walked down the memory lane, absent-mindedly.

How dazzling they were, the days when I was still an immature brat. Now, I’ve gotten a little skilful with things, and I resemble less of my bold, daring past. In exchange for that, I’ve got myself some scars, and built some relationships as well. If this is what it means to grow up, I would rather have remained as that young, fearless brat. This wish of mine will never be realized, yet somehow, I still could not let go of it. I let out a bitter smile.

It’s just the usual, with the endless repeats of regretful and comforting thoughts, the redundant licking of wounds that refuse to disappear.

Today, however, I chanced upon a new feminine face at the other end of the bar. That blonde beauty has that pure, innocent look; a rarity in these
streets.

“Master.”

I waved to the bartender in the usual manner.

“How may I help you?”

“A martini to the lady over there. On my tab.”

“Certainly.”

My past self might have approached this lady eagerly, but the present me does not have such motive at all. I just wanted to show my gratitude to be able to see such a rare beauty.

A look of shock appeared on her face, and she cast her eyes in my direction. Smiling widely, I merely returned her gaze, without voicing any unnecessary words.

For a brief moment, as I was savoring my cigar, I came to be aware of a presence sitting on the seat next to mine.

“Thank you for the drink.”

“You’re most welcome, my beautiful lady.”

The blonde beauty was right there. Without even turning to look at her, I gulped down my shot of bourbon.

The lady, upon seeing me, pouted her lips.

“Playing it cool, huh?”

“I’m just shy.”

“I wonder if my charm even works on you...”

“I'll be happy to see a guy who would be unaffected by it.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment.”

“It's just the fact.”

The lady flashed a charming smile, with a small ‘clink’, knocked her glass lightly on mine, and put her lips on the martini.

The things that happened after that… Well, it’s unbecoming of a gentleman to describe it explicitly.

For such a rotten district, it was indeed an excellent night.

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“You’re going already?”

“Yeah.”

[[File:Seitokai_no_Shisan_extra_chap.jpg|thumb]]

Morning. I answered the lady with my back facing her, who woke up wrapped only in sheets.

“You… haven’t told me your name.”

“It’s better for both of us if I didn't.”

“Coming from your experience?”

“Yeah. It’s good to listen to someone older than you.”

“I guess… But-”

She gazed at me, a heart-broken look on her face. Without looking at her, I got into my clothes and put my hand on the door knob.

It’s just the usual stuff, as always.

“I hope we will meet again.”

At her words, I turned around, and flashed her a wide smile.

“We’ll meet again, for sure.”

It was a lie. Unfortunately, such wonderful coincidences rarely happen in the real world.

Aware of that, we exchanged smiles with each other.

“See you.”

With that, I stepped out of the room.

It's another day of work again.

Today is…

“Ah, the photoshooting of Seitokai no Ichizon's cover page, eh?”

I forced my languid body forward, and stepped out into the mist-wrapped streets.

:::::::::::::'''''Author : Shiina Mafuyu'''''

:::::::::::::'''''Title : “A Cat’s Daily Life”'''''

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“Shiinaa~!”

“Ah, M-Ms. Magiru!”

“What were you writing in the middle of lesson?”

“Aau, please give it back to me! Give it back to me~”

“I’m confiscating it! I can’t believe you were not listening to my stories… As punishment, I will expose the story you’ve been writing in the next
volume of Seitokai no Ichizon!”

“Aau, p-please don’t do that! It was just a passing fancy!”

“…All right. I’m not that evil. I’ll let you off this time.”

“Ms. Magiru, thank you very much! Thank you very much!”

“After all, I ''am'' the kind-hearted and considerate teacher that everyone loves!”

“Yes!”

“I will never betray my students’ faith in me!”

“Teacher! Mafuyu… Mafuyu is deeply touched!”

'''*She still submitted it in the end.'''

Seitokai no Shisan:Volume 4 Extra

2011-06-14T16:37:23Z

HonouRyuu:

“Master, the usual please.”

“Certainly.”

Finishing up my order briefly, I cut the end of a cigar and lighted it with my favorite lighter. I took a puff from it, slowly savoring its scent.

Many years have past since I started coming regularly to this bar. Back then, I was just a brat who knew nothing, but I have made quite a name for myself since then. Now, bounded by obligations wherever I go, this is the only sanctuary I have left, a place I can take solace in.

Exhaling a ring of smoke, I walked down the memory lane, absent-mindedly.

How dazzling they were, the days when I was still an immature brat. Now, I’ve gotten a little skilful with things, and I resemble less of my bold, daring past. In exchange for that, I’ve got myself some scars, and built some relationships as well. If this is what it means to grow up, I would rather have remained as that young, fearless brat. This wish of mine will never be realized, yet somehow, I still could not let go of it. I let out a bitter smile.

It’s just the usual, with the endless repeats of regretful and comforting thoughts, the redundant licking of wounds that refuse to disappear.

Today, however, I chanced upon a new feminine face at the other end of the bar. That blonde beauty has that pure, innocent look; a rarity in these
streets.

“Master.”

I waved to the bartender in the usual manner.

“How may I help you?”

“A martini to the lady over there. On my tab.”

“Certainly.”

My past self might have approached this lady eagerly, but the present me does not have such motive at all. I just wanted to show my gratitude to be able to see such a rare beauty.

A look of shock appeared on her face, and she cast her eyes in my direction. Smiling widely, I merely returned her gaze, without voicing any unnecessary words.

For a brief moment, as I was savoring my cigar, I came to be aware of a presence sitting on the seat next to mine.

“Thank you for the drink.”

“You’re most welcome, my beautiful lady.”

The blonde beauty was right there. Without even turning to look at her, I gulped down my shot of bourbon.

The lady, upon seeing me, pouted her lips.

“Playing it cool, huh?”

“I’m just shy.”

“I wonder if my charm even works on you...”

“I'll be happy to see a guy who would be unaffected by it.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment.”

“It's just the fact.”

The lady flashed a charming smile, with a small ‘clink’, knocked her glass lightly on mine, and put her lips on the martini.

The things that happened after that… Well, it’s unbecoming of a gentleman to describe it explicitly.

For such a rotten district, it was indeed an excellent night.

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“You’re going already?”

“Yeah.”

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Morning. I answered the lady with my back facing her, who woke up wrapped only in sheets.

“You… haven’t told me your name.”

“It’s better for both of us if I didn't.”

“Coming from your experience?”

“Yeah. It’s good to listen to someone older than you.”

“I guess… But-”

She gazed at me, a heart-broken look on her face. Without looking at her, I got into my clothes and put my hand on the door knob.

It’s just the usual stuff, as always.

“I hope we will meet again.”

At her words, I turned around, and flashed her a wide smile.

“We’ll meet again, for sure.”

It was a lie. Unfortunately, such wonderful coincidences rarely happen in the real world.

Aware of that, we exchanged smiles with each other.

“See you.”

With that, I stepped out of the room.

It's another day of work again.

Today is…

“Ah, the photoshooting of Seitokai no Ichizon's cover page, eh?”

I forced my languid body forward, and stepped out into the mist-wrapped streets.

::'''''Author : Shiina Mafuyu'''''

::'''''Title : “A Cat’s Daily Life”'''''

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“Shiinaa~!”

“Ah, M-Ms. Magiru!”

“What were you writing in the middle of lesson?”

“Aau, please give it back to me! Give it back to me~”

“I’m confiscating it! I can’t believe you were not listening to my stories… As punishment, I will expose the story you’ve been writing in the next
volume of Seitokai no Ichizon!”

“Aau, p-please don’t do that! It was just a passing fancy!”

“…All right. I’m not that evil. I’ll let you off this time.”

“Ms. Magiru, thank you very much! Thank you very much!”

“After all, I ''am'' the kind-hearted and considerate teacher that everyone loves!”

“Yes!”

“I will never betray my students’ faith in me!”

“Teacher! Mafuyu… Mafuyu is deeply touched!”

'''*She still submitted it in the end.'''

Baka to Tesuto to Syokanju:Volume3.5 Baka to Tesuto to Syokanju ～Preparation Chapter～

2011-06-14T16:24:41Z

HonouRyuu: /* Idiots, Tests and the Summoned Beasts ～Preparation Chapter～ */

==Idiots, Tests and the Summoned Beasts ～Preparation Chapter～==

'''Please fill in the name of the historical person in the blank below.'''

_________ instituted the Rakuichi Rakuza policy which abolished and prohibited monopolies to stimulate business and economy.

'''Himeji Mizuki's answer:'''

"Oda Nobunaga"

'''Teacher's comment:'''

Correct.

'''Shimada Minami's answer:'''

"That fella with the topknot"

'''Teacher's comment:'''

Have you got yourself familiarized with Japan yet? I'm a little worried when I saw your answer.

'''Yoshii Akihisa's answer:'''

"Nobu"

'''Teacher's comment:'''

You're getting a little too familiar with him.

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Sis seemed worn out after moving here.

Is someone bullying her in school? Or is someone irritating her?

Then again, her classmates sounded really interesting from the stories she told me, and she seemed to like them a lot...

So, what is wearing her out?

Is it because of her studies? She told me she had difficulties catching up.

I hope she can recover soon.

Her birthday's coming... Would she cheer up if I give her a huge doll? She loves stuffed dolls, after all.

Mm... I'll do that! I'll buy a ''really'' big stuffed doll to cheer her up!

I wonder if I have enough pocket money...

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"EVERYONE, FREEZE! PUT YOUR BAGS ON THE TABLE AND OPEN IT!"

No sooner has the homeroom period start than our homeroom teacher, Iron— I mean, Mr. Nishimura, declared this, without any prior warning.

Crap! The stuff I brought today has nothing to do with studies!

An idea popped up in my mind for that moment. ''I'll grab my bag and run as fast as my legs could go!''

"Let me warn you: don't even think of running away."

It'll be one hell of a task to outrun this homeroom teacher. After all, he's sinewy, promptly nicknamed as "Ironman". He'll just utilize those powerful muscles of his, trained from participating in numerous 'Ironman' triathlons, to relentlessly pursue those who dare to run away.

"Good, I'm going round to check. Any items I find unrelated to studies will be confiscated."

Starting from the first row near the corridor, he went round the rows to check the contents of the bags, confiscating trump cards, magazines, and the such.

"Sakamoto, show me the contents of your pocket."

One student has not only his bag, but his pockets as well checked.

"Damn it!"

Sakamoto Yuuji shouted in agony. By the way, he's my best friend, and also my worst friend.

Still, he rummaged through his pocket obediently and pulled out an MP3 player.

"Thought so. I'll be taking this."

Ironman put his MP3 player into his sack of confiscated items. Yuuji, who never expected his pocket to be searched, glared at Ironman defiantly.

''"This is quite a disaster, eh?"''

I whispered to him.

''"It is. He doesn't usually check our pockets, does he?! And why am I the ''only'' one having this special treatment?!)

''"Too bad. Who asked you to be such a badass?"''

''"Damn it!"''

On a closer look, how thorough Ironman checks depends on who the person is. He'll just glance through the bags of good students, but for others, he'll check them thoroughly, including the hidden pockets.

"You're next, Yoshii Akihisa."

"Ah, yes."

Ironman stood in front of me. I'm sure he wouldn't ask me to go through my pockets like Yuuji—

"Take off your uniform and change into your gym clothes."

"Eh?! You're being too cautious!"

I can't believe how low his trust was in me.

"Well... Mr. Nishimura, you know, it's a little embarrassing to change in front of the girls..."

"That won't do. You might have prohibited goods hidden up your pants, so change your clothes right now."

"What?! Even I wouldn't stoop that low! You should at least trust me—"

As I stepped forward to bring my point across, something dropped out from the leg of my pants with a loud thud.

"Oi, Akihisa, your dropped your DS."

I thanked Yuuji, who kindly picked up my handheld console, and faced the Ironman once again.

"As I was saying, trust me, will you?"

"You can't be trusted even in your gym clothes."

Wha- What the hell? He tightened up his guard instead!

"You actually brought game consoles, manga, light novels, DVDs to school... What on Earth are you treating school as?!"

My precious treasures went into his sack, one by one. Just my luck for him to do a spot check on the day I brought them. The combined value of those items might go up to thousands of yen.

"Is this everything? Let me repeat this again: the school is a place for you to learn. Next time, don't bring anything that is not related to your studies."

Ironman returned to the podium with the sack of confiscated items. Farewell, my precious treasures...

"All right, since the spot check took quite a bit of time, there will be no homeroom session for today. The first lesson will be the Summoning Practicals, so get to the gym as soon as possible."

Marking the end of his session with that, Ironman left the classroom, with everyone's treasures in his sack.

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"Summon!"

With calls of summoning echoing throughout the gym, I turned to Yuuji, who was sitting beside me.

"It's just an hour into school and we're already getting hit by a nuke."

"No shit. Man, I can't believe my one-month-old MP3 got confiscated!"

"Whoa, that's quite some fresh meat."

"And it was bloody expensive!"

A vexed look warped the wild features on his face. I understand his feelings ''very'' well.

"Akihisa, your games got done in as well, right? Quite a lot of them, too."

"Mm... The combined value could easily hit thirty thousand yen."

A console, games, DVDs and CDs... Looking from the value of the confiscated items, the one with the highest loss would either be me or Muttsulini. How unlucky...

:"Next, Himeji Mizuki, please step forward."

:"Y-Yes."

"Hey, it's Himeji's turn! Muttsulini, aren't you going to take that rare photo of her in gym clothes?"

"...My camera was confiscated."

"Oh, right... A pity indeed. It's pretty hard to see her in gym clothes when we're in different classes."

"And this is the only Summoning Practicals we'll ever get."

"..."

Depressed, Muttsulini's head sunk even lower. Oh well, can't blame him for that.

With that silky long hair, and that cute, innocent look, coupled with those bouncy chests of hers which seemed to have a mind of its own, it's easy to figure out why any guy would want to take a photo of her. I, for one, would die to take a photo of her at this moment.

:"I-Is this how you do it? Summon!"

She mumbled that out diffidently. A geometrical magic array formed near her feet, and her summoned beast appeared in front of everyone.

"Just like I thought, her summoned beast sure looks pretty strong."

"Totally. You wouldn't have guessed that from its cuteness."

Himeji's summoned beast looked really cute. Since a summoned beast takes the appearance of its caster, there's no need to explain further when the caster's such a babe as well.

Speaking of which, what made her summoned beast so impressive was—

"I'm sure her beast's the only one capable of wielding such a huge sword."

"Yeah, probably only those at her level could pull that off."

Her summoned beast was wielding a Western longsword several times longer than her height effortlessly. Anyone could tell that this summoned beast isn't one to be underestimated.

:Class C, Himeji Mizuki, Combined Subjects 3943 points

:''vs''

:Class C, Furukawa Ayumi, Combined Subjects 1264 points

The points were displayed in front of them. These were probably the results from the previous mid-term exams.

"No wonder it's so strong."

"Gosh, it's almost 4000 points. She sure is smart."

Holed up in a corner, we nod in agreement to each other.

---------- [[User:HonouRyuu|HonouRyuu]] 16:00, 14 June 2011 (UCT)

The strength of a summoned beast is equivalent to the points that the owner gets. Since the test summoning system totals up the marks, basically, the higher amount of points a person gets, the stronger the summoned beast will be.

"Speaking of which, don't Akihisa and Himeji know each other?"

"Mm~ she was my grade school classmate...but we haven't spoken to each other for years. She should have forgotten about me, right?"

We're in different classes right now, separated for a long time. If there's a chance, I'll definitely want to talk to her, but there's no real chance for me to talk to any girl from another class. If I'm to go to her class and immediately say "Himeji-san, I got something to say to you", this will look like a confession no matter what.

"I see, you'll most likely be streamed into different classes next year. I can you can be erased from Hiemji's memory."

"Next year? Are you talking about the streaming exam?"

"Yeah, you definitely won't be able to be in the same class as her anyway."

"Now that you mentioned it, that's right..."

After we entered school, we were streamed into different classes like other schools. But next year, things will be different. We'll be sorted according to our grades. Though Himeji-san is in class C, when we become second-years, she'll definitely be sorted into class A with those top grades of hers. If so, me and Yuuji will definitely be unable to be classmates with her since we're just straddling about in class D anyway.

"I'll be forgotten by her...this sure feels rather lonely..."

"Yeah, there's no benefit for her to remember you anyway."

"How can you say that!"

Just as we're blankly seeing other classes battle it out and talking away—

"Next! Yoshii Akihisa and Shimada Minami!"

Ironman—let me repeat that again, this is the voice of our homeroom teacher, Nishimura-sensei.

Recovering myself, I find that those before me who were waiting to practice their summoning are all back.

"I'm going then."

"Go then. You're a 'punishment inspector' candidate anyway, go learn how to control a summoned beast properly."

"...I say, I'm different from you Yuuji. I'm not some problematic kid!"

I rolled my eyes back at Yuuji. Really, what about being a 'punishment inspector'? That's really rude. Aren't they saying that I'm a problematic student? Why is he calling me this when it's basically the equivalent of being an idiot?

"Hurry up, Yoshii!!"

"Alright~"

Hearing Ironman roar at me, I hastily increase my pace.

Paying attention, the training partner has already finished her summoning.

"..."

The person stares at the summoned beast in front of her in shock. This girl with an energetic-looking ponytail and attractive long legs is my classmate, Shimada-san. At this moment, she reveals a slight melancholic look that doesn't fit her. What happened? Why's she looking so depressed and lethargic? Is her summoned beast even weak and useless than what she thought would be?"

"What's wrong, Shimada-san? Are you shocked that your summoned beast is so weak?"

After saying this, I see that she seems to be healed by my gentleness. The grey clouds above her are gone, now replaced with a look of delight.

"Ah, so Yoshii's the opponent. How delightful."

Shimada-san slightly blushes. Seeing her so happy, I felt happy as well—oh my, to reveal her feelings to me in front of everyone like this, this kid's really troublesome."

"Because it's great to beat up Yoshii."

...This kid's really troublesome!

"Shimada-san, the target's the summoned beast, not us."

I'm a little worried, so I confirmed the rules with her again. This is the summoning practical that's meant for the summoning battles next year, so no matter what, this should be a battle between summoned beasts.

"You're right, we won't be fighting each other."

Shimada-san immediately nodded her head in agreement. Great, seems like she understood.

"Since I'll be the one dishing out the beatdown anyway."

SEEMS LIKE SHE DIDN'T UNDERSTAND AT ALL!

"That, sensei, what Shimada-san did just now was an act of violence. If you have the time to check our belongings, you should do something about this case of school violence, right?"

"...Shimada, even if the opponent's Yoshii, violence is bad."

"But sensei..."

No buts. A no is a no, you understand?"

"...Yes."

"Really...so you really understand? If so—"

Ironman suddenly reveals a smirk and says,

"—I'll give you a special discount this time."

"Eh? Aren't those words really weird?"

Am I thinking too much? It seemed like a teacher just allowed a case of school violence!

"I'll do my best!"

"Right, so you must work hard."

"Ah haha, sensei, Shimada-san, you two are really stupid. Do you think that you two can beat me so easily? If so, I'm going to counter and beat you two—I'M SORRY, IT'S MY FAULT, PLEASE FORGIVE ME!!"

It's useless even if I apologised.

Don't tell me...that those cautious words of mine caused this disaster?

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"Ho...ever since morning inspection, it's been one disaster after another today..."

After a day's worth of lessons, it's dismissal time. I'm chatting away with those guys who I usually talk to.

"That's because Akihisa-bro brought so many unnecessary things to school."

Sitting beside me and showing me a smile is Kinoshita Hideyoshi, who's in the same class as me, Yuuji and Muttsulini. It's already weird to hear him speak like an old man, and he has a beauty's face on him. He really likes to make comments. Even so, I do feel that he's the most normal person after me, since the other two are so abnormal that words can't describe them.

"Speaking of which, Hideyoshi didn't get anything confiscated, right?

"Of course I did, I got some costumes and props confiscated from me. Even though I told sensei that it's for the drama club, they still got confiscated either way."

The school has already provided some props and costumes for Hideyoshi, so Hideyoshi himself doesn't need to bring them. If so, these are unnecessary things. However—

"There's no need to confiscate them all anyway, he could have given us some leeway. Who expected Ironman's brain to be so hard."

"...(Nods head forcefully)."

"His brain's definitely filled with lead."

Muttsulini and Yuuji seem to agree with me. This can't be helped, since they got quite a few things confiscated as well.

And I actually thought that 'we're just having summoning practical today, so there're no lessons; should be rather relaxing today."

It was supposed to be relaxing, but I guess it's better to have lessons without the search.

"Summoning practical..."

Hearing my little grumbling, Yuuji muttered to himself.

"Eh? What's wrong, Yuuji?"

"Nothing. It's just that I remembered that we have to take part in summoning war next year."

For some reason, he sure seemed happy when he said this.

Speaking of summoning war, well, it's about having a summoning battle between classes with the class facilities on the line. If we can move onto second year without any mishaps, we'll have this summoning war system on us.

"But why must we have this summoning war system? If we want to differentiate the scores clearly, can't we just stick grades onto everyone?"

"Well, most likely, they prefer a summoning war to tests since it can motivate students, right? As a class, the students will work hard to not drag their classmates down."

"I see. So they intend to make us work together and improve our grades without breaking us, right?"

"Yeah, this allows the school to do what they want the most, and that's 'to groom students who can showcase their real potential in society'."

"Oh~ Is that so?"

Just as the four of them were chatting away.

"Ah...really, that Yoshii actually left the cleaning work to me. Where did he go off to?"

A certain student can be heard shouting on the corridor. Is that Shimada-san?

"What the heck, Akihisa. You're in charge of cleaning today?"

"Mm, but I left the cleaning work to Shimada-san and ran off first."

"Hmm, according to how I see it, you two have quite the relationship."

"...(Nods head forcefully)."

"Ah haha, it's not what you think it is."

"Really. Once I catch him, I'll tie his limbs up and throw him down the 3rd level!"

That's a highly difficult stunt even a stuntman will be afraid of.

"Sorry, I don't think I can protect my own life any longer. I'll be leaving now!"

Without saying anything else, I grabbed my bag and dashed out of the corridor. I love my life.

"Ah, Yoshii! So you're hiding here! Hold it right there!"

"I'm not going to wait! You're going to kill me, right?"

"I'm not angry at all. Just hold on, will you!?"

That's definitely a lie.

"These two really have rather good feelings."

"...(Nods head forcefully)."

She said that she's not angry, but she's holding onto a rope for some reason.

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"Hoo...that was scary~"

It's been past 30 minutes since I came running out of school, and before I knew it, I'm on a shopping street.

"Well. I don't intend to buy anything, so I guess I'll go back home—hm?"

Just as I intended to head home, I saw a familiar figure walk into a shop. Isn't that Himeji-san?

"I guess it's somewhat of a fate for us to meet here. Should I be courageous and call her..."

Though we did study in the same class during elementary school, we were separated into different classes during middle school. Before I knew it, Himeji-san seemed so distant from me. To see her in front of me after so many years, I really want to talk to her—the reason why I feel this way is most likely because of Yuuji's words 'She'll erase you from her memory anyway'.

In order to turn my thoughts into action, I follow Himeji-san closely as I walked into the shop...only to find that there're so many dolls here, it's unbelievable. Seems like this is a doll shop that a girl will love the most—what the heck, this shop's basically a doll shop!

"Well, let's go back. This shop really doesn't suit me."

I immediately hasten my pace and walk towards the exit. Anyway, the most important thing right now is to leave this place.

"This is Hazuki's only request of this lifetime. Please, uncle!"

"Even if you say that, I have to do business, you know..."

The moment I reached the exit, I suddenly heard this conversation. It seemed like a girl's standing at the counter and telling the cashier something. She seems rather insistent on this. What's going on?

I felt a bit mindful, so I turn my head to where the voice came from. As I expected, it's a cashier uncle and a girl who looks like she's in elementary school.

"I want to get that big Noi doll no matter what. Please, I beg you!"

"Even if you ask me like this...we're doing business. Wouldn't it be unfair to the other customers if I give you a little discount? We shopkeepers do have to treat all customers equally."

"Even so, please!"

"Uuu...really can't handle you..."

The cashier uncle looked rather troubled as he said this and scratches his face. The girl however continued to beg earnestly. Seeing such a small girl beg like this, I'll be seen as really cruel if I'm to walk away like this...

"Hey, little girl, why do you want this doll?"

I know that I'm too nosey, but I still ended up getting involved.

Now that a 3rd party has suddenly appeared, the little girl and the uncle revealed a surprised look on their faces.

"Be, because onee-chan didn't look too good recently. I wanted to buy the doll that she always wanted to hopefully motivate her..."

"Not looking good?"

"Most likely, because she just came back from Germany and couldn't understand Japanese well!

Shifted houses...even if it's within Japanese land, anyone will feel lonely when the friends and environment changes, let alone coming back to Japan.

"Even then, onee-chan took over mommy and daddy and did all the housework like sweeping and washing clothes nicely, and often play together with Hazuki..."

Seemed like it hit her sore spot as Hazuki-chan's wide eyes start to tear up.

"Waa! Don, don't cry! Nii-san will help you out here!"

"...Really?"

"Mm, really."

"...Thank you, onii-chan!"

Wiping away the tears, Hazuki-chan reveals a delightful smile.

"Speaking of which, how much does this doll cost?"

The doll in Hazuki-chan's arms is about 1m tall. If I make a rough estimate, I don't think 5,000 yen's going to be enough.

"Including tax, it'll be a total of 24,800 yen."

"Sorry, nii-san already tried, but he can't do it."

"Onii-chan?"

Hazuki-chan looks rather sad.

Argh! Didn't expect one to be that expensive. Under these conditions, the declaration of surrender came out of my mouth without thinking through.

"Then how much does Hazuki-chan has?"

"I only have 10,000yen..."

So we're missing 15,000. Including my entire fortune, there's only 11,699 yen. We can't even hitting the price of 24,800 yen! The most we can pay is half.

"Excuse me, can you sell this doll to us at 11,699 yen?"

"Eh, I just said before that that we're doing a business here..."

The reply's still the same.

"Onii-chan, this isn't any different from before."

Hazuki-chan whispered to my ear.

She's right. Up till now, I've been doing the same thing as what Hazuki-chan's been doing. However, things will be different from now on. I'm not an elementary school student; let's show her how an adult (high school student) does things!

"We have only 11,699 yen in total, that's about half the price of the doll, right?"

"Ya. That's still not quite enough."

"Hazuki-chan wants this doll, and uncle wants to sell this to her, but you're unwilling to sell it to her at half price. If so, I have a great idea!"

"Hm? What is it?"

"We can rip the doll in half and sell the right side to—eh? What? Why are you two seeing me as an idiot?"

"...Are you really a high school student?"

"...Onii-chan's an idiot!"

I, I actually got called stupid by an elementary school kid!

"I can't give you a discount, but I can guarantee that I won't sell this doll away for the time being. You can go back to discuss with your parents first."

Making this conclusion, the uncle ended the conversation just like this.

"Can't you ask your parents to buy it for you, Hazuki-chan?"

Having walked out of the shop, we came to the park to discuss our plans.

"Mommy and daddy aren't normally at home...so they would leave the money to one-chan. If I want to buy something, onee-chan will definitely ask for a reason..."

"I see, uu~"

Wanting to do something for her beloved older sister—Hazuki-chan's heart's ever so glamorous, it's way different from my family who sent me to Fumitzuki Gakuen on the excuse of 'not wanting to waste school fees'. I must help Hazuki-chan in order to prevent her from losing this intimacy with her family.

But speaking of which, what should I do? It'll be good if I have some more money, but my money's about to be used it...

"Oh ya! Hazuki can get money if she sells her manga to a second-hand shop, right?"

Hazuki-chan thought of this brilliant plan as her eyes sparkle. It's true that we can get money just like this, but I think that she can't get so much anyway. Of course, it's a different case altogether if I have those handheld games that were confiscated this morning—

"Hm? Oh ya, there's this plan after all!"

"...Onii-chan, have you thought of something?"

"I can't possibly get it back it my hands anyway. If I'm successful, we may be able to get enough money to buy the doll..."

Though I don't think it can work...mm! It's still worth a try though.

"Okay! Hazuki-chan, can you come back to the park tomorrow?"

"Y, yes. I can come over..."

"Then we'll meet here tomorrow. It's getting dark now, let's go home."

I waved my hands and said goodbye to Hazuki-chan. Anyway, I got to discuss it with Yuuji and the rest tomorrow.

"Ah, mm, bye bye..."

Speaking of which, did Himeji-san really enter that shop?

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"So you want to take back those confiscated items?"

The next morning, in the same classroom, I talked to the trio as per usual.

"I do feel that it's a pity to leave those things that got confiscated yesterday, but..."

"Uu~mm...ya, but the opponent's that Ironman. We may be designated as 'Punishment Inspectors' if we're not careful..."

Yuuji and Hideyoshi lower their chin and ponder. Seems like they don't intend to help me. This is bad, looks like I have to deal with this on my own.

"...I approve of Akihisa's proposal."

"Eh? Muttsulini? You're willing to help me?"

"...(Nods head forcefully)."

Great! Now at least I have someone who specializes in stealth helping me out.

"...Never mind, let's give it a go."

"Ah? So Yuuji's okay with it?"

"Yeah. I just bought that MP3 recently, and I accumulated quite a debt to Ironman, so let's settle this once and for all."

Yuuji smirked. What an enthusiastic bad guy's face.

"If so, I'll help out as well. If I can get back those things, I don't want to give up as well."

In the end, even Hideyoshi nodded his head, and everyone decided to take part in this. As expected of the group problematic first-years.

"Right now, the most important thing is to investigate where our targets are."

"That's right. If we don't even know where Ironman hid those confiscated items, we can't possibly get them back even if we want to."

The confiscated items may have ended up being abandoned, but they were just confiscated yesterday, so Ironman should still have them with him.

"That's the case. Akihisa, remove the silence function of the phone."

"Eh? Why?"

"Don't ask too much, just do it. You want those confiscated items back, right?"

"...I'm not really sure what's going on, but I just need to remove the silence function, right?"

"That's right."

The phone can't possibly ring during lesson time, there shouldn't be any problems, right? Let's just follow what Yuuji told me to do.

I pull my handphone out from my pocket and took it out of silent mode.

"Oi, you people better hurry up and sit down. I'm going to start taking attendance."

Seeing our homeroom teacher Ironman walk into the classroom, I immediately slip the handphone back into my pocket.

"Alright, let's begin."

Thus, our battle for the confiscated items officially begins now.

"Shimada."

"Here."

"Shimizu."

"Here."

At the usual time of taking attendance, Ironman's coarse voice echoes clearly throughout the classroom.

"Yamaguchi."

"Here."

"Watanabe."

"Here."

—Beep beep beep.

Suddenly, a beep interrupted the class while attendance is taken. Whose phone is it? Really, do think that we have such a stupid person in class. The phone will definitely get confiscated when it rings in class.

"...Yoshii, hand over your phone."

"...Yes."

The problem is, this stupid person was me.

Damn it! Why must it ring at this moment!? Who called me!?

<<Missed call: Sakamoto Yuuji>>

"Yu, Yuuji, you betrayed me!"

"I'll consficate the handphone then."

"Ahh! Handphone! MY HANDPHONE!"

My handphone got taken away by Ironman mercilessly.

"Very good. Nobody's came late nor skipped classes. I hope that all students will continue to keep this up."

After taking the attendance, Ironman moves his heavy feet out of the classroom—together with my handphone.

"Very good. Part 1 of the plan is complete."

"Yuuji! What sort of grudge do you have against me! Now my handphone got confiscated by Ironman all because of you!"

"This is a bait meant to fish out where our targets are. We just need to take them back."

"Eh? Bait?"

"That's right. I deliberately allowed Ironman to confiscate your handphone in order to find out where Ironman hid those items."

"Why didn't you tell me in the first place..."

And if possible, I hope that you can use your handphone as bait.

"...I'm back."

"WAHH!"

Suddenly talking right behind me. You scared me~

"Oh, Muttsulini came back already. How was it?"

"...Those confiscated items are placed in the staff storage cupboard."

"As expected of Muttsulini, erasing your own presence to tail people, that truly is your specialty. I'm impressed."

Seems like Muttsulini went to tail Ironman and investigate where my handphone was hidden. If it's tailing others without attracting attention, Yuuji can't do it, and Hideyoshi doesn't have the skills.

"...But the cupboard's locked."

"Okay. So where's the key?"

"...In the rear left pocket of Ironman's pants."

"I see. If so, we have to snatch the key from him."

"Ya, but how are we going to do that?"

"No problems. I got a good idea. We'll take action during cleaning time."

Anyway, let's attend lessons and wait for school dismissal.

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It's finally dismissal time.

"So, what plan do you have?"

As I tried to sneak out yesterday, I was punished to sweep the entire corridor alone. Thus, I'm discussing the plan with Yuuji and the rest while twisting the mop around. These damned guys don't have any intentions of helping out in the first place.

"We'll be using that."

Yuuji lifts his chin and points.

"A pail? What are we going to do with that?"

"We're going to use that to splash water on Ironman and make him take off his clothes."

I see. If so, we can then take his clothes away and take the key to the cupboard,

"Mm hm~ this method is simple and easy to succeed."

Hideyoshi's right. We can't possibly fail. Basically, there's only the last problem to this plan, and that is—whoever going to splash the water on Ironman will get pursued by him to the ends of the Earth.

"There's only one problem in this plan, and that's the one who's going to splash the water, 'Akihisa' will get pursued by him to the ends of the Earth."

Hold on! Is it decided that I'll be the one in charge of doing this?

"However, that's not really a huge problem."

THAT'S A HUGE PROBLEM TO ME!

"Oi, isn't that too strange? Let's settle this with rock paper scissors!"

"Ooh, look! Me and our target's already here."

"Very good. You got to do your best, Akihisa!"

"...Do your best."

"Eh? Hold on!"

The trio already wordlessly retreated back in the shortest time possible.

Ironman has already climbed up the stairs. If so, I can only do this!

My eyes have already captured the target, and the relative speed was estimated. The prepared weapon's in my hand, everything's okay—time to attack!

"WAAHH! I SLIPPED!"

Dragging the mop, I deliberately fell forward by letting my feet stagger and aim the pail at Ironman, who's on the stairs. GET WET!

"GUAH!"

How, how is it possible! As expected of Ironman! To be able to suddenly react in the blink of an eye and dodge the splash thanks to his superhuman senses! However—

"WHERE ARE YOU ESCAPING TO!?"

I drag the mop in my hand to where Ironman dodged to. I won't admit defeat so easily!

Phoosh, Clak cak cak.

The water from the pail drenched Ironman, and the pail rolls asie. Mission accomplished.

I pick up the pail and mop that I threw out as I remain mindful not to step on the puddle of water, saying to a stunned Ironman "Sorry, I slipped—AHH, sensei! An encyclopaedia isn't to be used as a weapon!"

"I thought I just heard you say 'Where are you escaping to', didn't I?"

"That's just a hallucination."

"Stop trying to lie to me with such a serious look on your face. Get ready to die!"

"Sen, sensei, please don't use the edge of the encyclopaedia!"

Where are you guys now! Come save me! I'll definitely be beaten down by Ironman into a panda if this keeps up!

"Ahh, Akihisa, you really ended up doing it."

Yuuji and the rest appeared out of nowhere. Anyway, I'm saved~

"I told you so many times 'not to splash water onto sensei'..."

"Ow, OWW! SENSEI! I SAID THAT I DIDN'T DO IT ON PURPOSE ALREADY!"

They, they didn't help out at all! These damned guys! Are they intending to sit around and watch?

"Sensei, punish Akihisa later. I guess you better change your clothes. If you don't mind, I'll lend my P.E. attire to you."

"That's right. Sorry, then lend me that. Yoshii, stay behind and scrub the floor clean!"

Leaving these words behind, Ironman, who was drenched by me, head off to the classroom with Yuuji and the rest to change clothes.

"...So unfortunate."

Anyway, I remained behind to clean the floor up. Besides, I have the cleaning tools in my hand.

Just as I'm working hard to wipe the water off the floor, Hideyoshi walks out of the classroom and moves towards me.

"I got the key, Akihisa."

"Really? Then we just need to enter the staffroom and get back the confiscated items."

"Umm, let's hurry up before Ironman realizes it."

"Got it!"

After letting the mop lean against the wall, Hideyoshi and I quickly head towards the staffroom.

"I'm going in then."

I took the cupboard key from Hideyoshi's hands and reach my hand out for the door.

"There's no problem, right?"

"No need to worry. I'll try my best to walk into the staffroom without raising too much attention and get those things back."

I should be just an ordinary student to every teacher, except for Ironman. I should be more suited for this role as compared to Hideyoshi, who has the look of a beauty.

"Really? Then I'll just wait here for your good news."

"Mm, I'm going in then~ 'cuse me~"

I open the staffroom door slightly. No problem, I'm not some irritating guy.

"Yoshii? Hurry up and get over here!"

"Why!? Why am I noticed so soon after entering the room!?"

I got caught by the Ancient Literature teacher immediately after entering the room. Why?

"I want to hear what excuse you have regarding the essay 'translate the Tsurezuregusa[http://www.baka-tsuki.net/project/index.php?title=Baka_to_Tesuto_to_Syokanju:Volume3.5_Translation_Notes_and_References#] into Modern Language'!"

"Ah, I did hand in my homework properly."

"I'm asking why did you turn the Tsurezuregusa into a rap!?"

"Eh? But sensei wanted it to be translated into the modern language, and speaking of modern Japanese, isn't it—"

"Ah, Yoshii-kun, remember to come over here after you're done there."

"Yoshii, that Chemistry report you handed in was too ridiculous! Come over and explain it to me later."

Unknowingly, I got surrounded by several teachers. Well, if this is the case, forget about completing the plan, I'll be hounded by these teachers till night! Got to find a way to get away from them!

"Excuse me..."

Just as I'm pondering on what to do, someone else entered the staffroom. Hm? Isn't that Hideyoshi?

"Ooh, isn't that Kinoshita? What's wrong?"

"I, I suddenly...don't feel too good...but the health teacher isn't...in..."

Hideyoshi cupped his mouth. He really doesn't look too good. Is he sick?

"Hideyoshi, are you—"

I frantically rushed towards him. At this moment, he suddenly blinked at me. I see, so he's acting! As expected of someone from the drama club, I nearly got fooled.

"Sorry, but can I rest here—"

Before finishing, Hideyoshi collapsed onto the floor.

"Ki, Kinoshita! Are you alright?"

"Anyway, let's take him to the sickbay!"

"You, you're right! Sensei, please carry his legs!"

A few teachers start to create quite the ruckus. After that, everyone in the staffroom left to accompany Hideyoshi to the sick bay. Brilliantly done, Hideyoshi!

"Let's use this opportunity to get back those confiscated items. Let me see, Ironman...no wait, it's Nishimura. Nishimura's..."

I checked the nametag on the cupboards which are according to order. Oh, found it. It's this one.

"...Speaking of which, I somehow imagined that bugs will crawl out of Ironman's cupboard."

Though I'm a bit fearful, I have no time to hesitate. I pull out the key Hideyoshi handed to me and pull the door handle down, opening the metal cupboard effortlessly.

"Oh, it's unexpectedly clean..."

The cupboard's arranged rather neatly, and the bag of confiscated goods are placed in an obvious place.

"Let's get out of here before someone notices—hm?"

Just as I was about to lock the cupboard up and run away, I noticed a pile of old books tied up in raffia strings. Should be meant for throwing away.

"Uu~hm...since he's going to throw it, I might as well take it. Maybe I can get some money as well."

After grabbing the books with both hands, I immediately dashed out of the staffroom.

"Okay! At least we achieved our goal!"

After what happened just now, I brought the spoils—the bag of confiscated items back to Yuuji, only taking away my own stuff and the pile of old books. I then took them over to a second-hand shop to exchange these spoils for cash.

My handheld games and gaming software garnered a price lower than what I expected, while that pile of books got quite the price; what a nice mistake in estimation. I really got to thank Ironman for this.

"Let me see, is that girl here~"

"Ah! Onii-chan! You're here!"

Hazuki-chan immediately came running over to me the moment I approached the park. She really looked like a cute puppy, and that even warms my heart. Maybe it's because I'm often surrounded by idiots, Ironman and a violent girl...

"Mm, because we arranged to meet each other. Oh yeah, where did you get that doll from?"

Looking closely, Hazuki-chan's hugging something similar to the Noi doll that she wanted to buy (is that what it's called?). It looks as if it was sewn by hand.

"There was a pretty onee-chan who came over and said to me 'If that onii-chan couldn't succeed, then give this to your sister!' and handed it over to me!"

"?"

"And she also said 'If that onii-chan managed to buy the doll, i'll give this doll to you.'."

The kid's lack of order in her speech confused me.

Erm, let me straighten Hazuki-chan's words out—

—A pretty onee-chan came to Hazuki-chan today.

—And then, she handed this handmade doll over to Hazuki-chan

—This pretty onee-chan even said that if I couldn't do it, she'll give this doll to Hazuki-chan's sister as a gift.

—But if I succeeded, this doll will go to Hazuki-chan.

—So that's how it is.

"Mmm, is that so? Then this doll will go to hazuki-chan."

"Eh? Really?"

"Yeah. And this doll will go to Hazuki-chan's sister."

I hand over the large doll in my hand over to Hazuki-chan. It should be tough for her petite body to carry such a large doll, but she still received it delightedly.

"This is great! Thank you, onii-chan!"

"No problems. It'll be great if your sister can cheer up."

I patted her head. Hazuki-chan seems to enjoy it as she slowly closes her eyes.

"Uu~ Ah, that's right! Onii-chan, can you lend me your ear?"

"Eh? What is it? Are you going to say a secret to me or something?"

"Don't ask, just lend me your ear."

Is she about to thank me? I'm really touched. One can't become a proper adult if the person can't even say 'thank you' or 'sorry'.

"Okay, what is it?"

I bent over to match her height, but unexpectedly—

"Thank you, onii-chan♪"

Whoosh! A cute sensation passes my face. Eh? This...don't tell me this is...

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"Wha, wha, wha..."

"Onii-chan may be an idiot, but he's so gentle! Hazuki-chan loves you! When I grow up, I'll let you become my husband!"

Without waiting for me to reply, Hazuki-chan skips out of the park.

Re, recently, these elementary school students are...

I touched my face with my hand, seemingly wanting to wipe away the soft sensation that's left on the face. Even without looking at the mirror, I know my face is red. How, how embarrassing...she's just an elementary school kid...

"Hoo...time for me to go back as well..."

After lifting my bag up and slinging it over my back, I head off towards the exit of the park. While exiting, I see a familiar figure yesterday. That person is—

"Excuse me...are you Himeji-san?"

"Ah, yes, what is it—YO, YOSHII-KUN!"

So it's Himeji-san. It sure is hard to find another pretty girl. I can't possibly be mistaken.

"Sorry, I seemed to have scared you."

"No, no worries. I was just dazed..."

Our conversation got interrupted just like that. This, this is really awkward...what should I say to a friend who I haven't met for a long time?

"Erm, that...it's really a coincidence that we met here. Did you just finish class? But you look rather tired here, are you?"

"Yes,because I stayed up all night..."

"Hei~so Himeji-san would also stay up."

The impression she gives is that she lives her life normally, but it's unexpected that she would stay up.

"That's not it, I just stayed up last night, because I got something I have to do no matter what..."

She inadvertently yawned as she continued to talk. Himeji-san sure is cute when she lets out some tears due to sleepiness.

"Then, I'll be going off in this direction, goodbye."

"Ah, mm, byebye."

I waved my hand to Himeji-san, who bowed to me courteously.

While walking home, I just realized—oh ya, why did Himeji-san appear in such a place?

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"...There was a case of theft in the staffroom room."

The next morning, during self-study period, Ironman suddenly mentioned this. He's definitely referring to the bag of confiscated items that we got yesterday.

"Such a tragedy worth being angry over, don't you think so, Yoshii?"

He actually threw this question at me. As expected of Ironman, he must have realized that I was the perpetrator, but who will follow you obediently?

"Yeah, sure is worth sighing over."

I naturally replied with these few words. No problems, I got everything under control.

"Really? Speaking of which, that culprit even took sensei's books."

Hm? Books? Is he referring to that bundle of books? Wasn't he going to throw them away?

"And that culprit actually had the guts to use his own identity to sell my books to a second-hand shop."

"Is that so, he sure has guts."

"Yeah, hahahaha!"

"Ahhahaha..."

Ironman and I started laughing with all enthusiasm. Really, we're laughing with all sorts of happiness—at least it looked that way if not for those eyes.

"YOSHII! GET READY TO DIE!!!"

"So, sorry! Who knew that it was sensei's collection, I didn't—"

"Are you saying that you didn't even think of it?"

"No, I did think about it, but then I thought 'since its Ironman's, it doesn't matter~'! OW! OUCH! SENSEI! MY SKULLCAP GOT SMASHED IN BY YOU!"

"So you idiot has the highest suspicion. Looks like I have to be even more careful and watch you."

"Sensei! I'm feeling that I've been watched by you all this time, there's no way for you to watch me further!"

"No, there still is, right? I got a really precious title of honor that's suitable for you—"

"Eh, this is..."

"Everyone at the staff meeting this morning have all agreed, so accept this. This is a present that sensei's handing you."

From who knows when, Ironman suddenly has a piece of paper in his hand. This plain white paper has only a single line on it.

—Yoshii Akihisa.

The above mentioned has been designed as the 'Punishment Inspector' of Fumitzuki Gakuen.

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"Onee-chan!"

Hm? Hazuki, what's up?"

"Well, this is for onee-chan!"

"Eh? Isn't this the Noi doll that I always wanted? How did you..."

"Because onee-chan looked so lethargic. Hazuki prepared it for onee-chan to cheer onee-chan up!"

"Hazuki...really, you...thank you, onee-chan's really happy!"

"Schoolwork may be tough, but you must work hard, Minami nee-chan!"

"Hm, I'll do my best! I'll feel like I lost if I continue to mess around like this. And also..."

"And also what?"

"I'm mindful of someone in school."

"Eh? Onee-chan's mindful of someone? Who is it? How is that person like?"

"Well~as repayment of the Noi doll, I'll only say this to Hazuki. That person is in the same class as me, and he's one huge idiot~"

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Baka to Tesuto to Syokanju:Volume3.5 Baka to Tesuto to Syokanju ～Preparation Chapter～

2011-06-14T16:00:00Z

HonouRyuu:

==Idiots, Tests and the Summoned Beasts ～Preparation Chapter～==

'''Please fill in the name of the historical person in the blank below.'''

_________ instituted the Rakuichi Rakuza policy which abolished and prohibited monopolies to stimulate business and economy.

'''Himeji Mizuki's answer:'''

"Oda Nobunaga"

'''Teacher's comment:'''

Correct.

'''Shimada Minami's answer:'''

"That fella with the topknot"

'''Teacher's comment:'''

Have you got yourself familiarized with Japan yet? I'm a little worried when I saw your answer.

'''Yoshii Akihisa's answer:'''

"Nobu"

'''Teacher's comment:'''

You're getting a little too familiar with him.

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Sis seemed worn out after moving here.

Is someone bullying her in school? Or is someone irritating her?

Then again, her classmates sounded really interesting from the stories she told me, and she seemed to like them a lot too...

So, what is the causing her to be worn out?

Is it because of her studies? She told me she had difficulties in catching up.

I hope she can recover soon.

Her birthday's coming... Would she cheer up if I give her a huge doll? She loves stuffed dolls, after all.

Mm... I'll do that! I'll buy a ''really'' big stuff doll to cheer her up!

I wonder if I have enough pocket money...

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"EVERYONE, FREEZE! PUT YOUR BAGS ON THE TABLE AND OPEN IT!"

No sooner has the homeroom period start than our homeroom teacher, Iron— I mean, Mr. Nishimura, declared this, without any prior warning.

Crap! The stuff I brought today has nothing to do with studies!

For a moment, an idea popped up in my mind. ''I'll grab my bag and run as fast as my legs could go!''

"Let me warn you: don't even think of running away."

It'll be one hell of a task to outrun this homeroom teacher. After all, he's a sinewy teacher, promptly nicknamed as "Ironman". He'll just utilize those powerful muscles of his, trained from participating in numerous 'Ironman' triathlons, to relentlessly pursue those who dare to run away.

"Good, I'm going round to check. Any items I find unrelated to studies will be confiscated."

Starting from the first row near the corridor, he went round the rows to check the contents of the bags, confiscating trump cards, magazines, and the such.

"Sakamoto, show me the contents of your pocket."
One student has not only his bag, but his pockets as well checked.

"Damn it!"

Sakamoto Yuuji shouted in agony. By the way, he's my best friend, and also my worst friend.

Still, he rummaged through his pocket and pulled out an MP3 player.

"Thought so. I'll be taking this."

Ironman put his MP3 player into his sack of confiscated items. Yuuji, who never expected his pocket to be searched, glared at Ironman defiantly.

''"This is quite a disaster, eh?"''

I whispered to him.

''"It is. He doesn't usually check the pockets, does he?! And I'm the ''only'' one having this special treatment!)

''"Too bad. Who asked you to be such a badass?"''

''"Damn it!"''

On a closer look, how thorough Ironman checks depends on who the person is. He'll just glance through the bags of good students, but for others, he'll check them thoroughly, including the hidden pockets of the bag.

"You're next, Yoshii Akihisa."

"Ah, yes."

Ironman stood in front of me. I'm sure he wouldn't ask me to go through my pockets like Yuuji—

"Take off your uniform and change into your gym clothes."

"Eh?! You're being too cautious!"

I can't believe how low his trust is in me.

"Well... Mr. Nishimura, you know, it's a little embarrassing to change in front of the girls..."

"That won't do. You might have prohibited goods hidden up your trousers, so change your clothes right now."

"What?! Even I wouldn't stoop that low! You should at least trust me—"

As I stepped forward to bring my point across, something dropped out from the leg of my trousers with a loud thud.

"Oi, Akihisa, your dropped your DS."

I thanked Yuuji, who kindly picked up my handheld console, and faced the Ironman once again.

"Sir, trust me, will you?"

"For your case, I can't trust you even if you've changed into your gym clothes."

Wha- What the hell? He's even more wary of me now!

"You actually brought game consoles, manga, light novels, DVD to school... What on Earth are you treating school as?!"

My precious treasures went into his sack, one by one. Just my luck for him to do a spot check on the day I brought these stuff. The combined value of those items might go up to thousands of yen.

"Is this everything? Let me repeat this again: the school is a place for you to learn. Next time, don't bring anything that is not related to your studies."

Ironman returned to the podium along with the sack of confiscated items. Farewell, my precious treasures...

"All right, since the spot check took quite a bit of time, there will be no homeroom session for today. The first lesson will be the Summoning Practicals, so get to the gym as soon as possible."

Marking the end of his session with that, Ironman left the classroom, with everyone's treasures in his sack.

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"Summon!"

With calls of summoning echoing throughout the gym, I turned to Yuuji, who was sitting beside me.

"We're just an hour into school and we're already so unlucky."

"No shit. Man, I can't believe my one-month-old MP3 got confiscated."

"Whoa, that's quite recent."

"And it was bloody expensive!"

A vexed look warped the wild features on his face. I can understand that feeling ''very'' well.

"Akihisa, your games got done in as well, right? Quite a lot of them, too."

"Mm... The combined value could easily hit thirty thousand yen."

A console, games, DVDs and CDs... Looking from the value of the confiscated items, the one with the highest loss would either be me or Muttsulini. How unlucky..."

:"Next, Himeji Mizuki, please step forward."

:"Y-Yes."

"Hey, it's Himeji's turn! Muttsulini, aren't you going to take that rare photo of her in gym clothes?"

"...My camera was confiscated."

"I see... A pity indeed. It's pretty hard to see her in gym clothes when we're in different classes."

"And this is the only Summoning Practicals we'll ever get."

"..."

Depressed, Muttsulini's head sunk even lower. Oh well, can't blame him for that.

With that silky long hair, and that cute, innocent look, coupled with those bouncy chests of hers which seemed to have a mind of its own, it's easy to figure out why any guy would want to take a photo of her. I, for one, would die to take a photo of her at this moment.

:"I-Is this how you do it? Summon!"

She mumbled that out diffidently. A geometrical magic array formed near her feet, and her summoned beast appeared in front of everyone.

"As expected of her, her summoned beast sure looks pretty strong."

"Totally. You wouldn't have guessed that from its cuteness."

Himeji's summoned beast looked really cute. Since a summoned beast takes the appearance of its caster, there's no need to explain further when the caster's such a babe as well.

Speaking of which, what made her summoned beast so impressive was—

"I'm sure her beast's the only one capable of wielding such a huge sword."

"Yeah, probably only those at her level could pull that off."

Her summoned beast was wielding a Western longsword several times longer than her height effortlessly. Anyone could tell that this summoned beast isn't one to be underestimated.

:Class C, Himeji Mizuki, Combined Subjects 3943 points

:''vs''

:Class C, Furukawa Ayumi, Combined Subjects 1264 points

The points were shown in front of us. These were probably the results of the previous mid-term exams.

"No wonder it's so strong."

"Gosh, that's almost 4000 points. She sure is smart."

Holed up in a corner, we nod in agreement to each other.

---------- [[User:HonouRyuu|HonouRyuu]] 16:00, 14 June 2011 (UCT)

The strength of a summoned beast is equivalent to the points that the owner gets. Since the test summoning system totals up the marks, basically, the higher amount of points a person gets, the stronger the summoned beast will be.

"Speaking of which, don't Akihisa and Himeji know each other?"

"Mm~ she was my grade school classmate...but we haven't spoken to each other for years. She should have forgotten about me, right?"

We're in different classes right now, separated for a long time. If there's a chance, I'll definitely want to talk to her, but there's no real chance for me to talk to any girl from another class. If I'm to go to her class and immediately say "Himeji-san, I got something to say to you", this will look like a confession no matter what.

"I see, you'll most likely be streamed into different classes next year. I can you can be erased from Hiemji's memory."

"Next year? Are you talking about the streaming exam?"

"Yeah, you definitely won't be able to be in the same class as her anyway."

"Now that you mentioned it, that's right..."

After we entered school, we were streamed into different classes like other schools. But next year, things will be different. We'll be sorted according to our grades. Though Himeji-san is in class C, when we become second-years, she'll definitely be sorted into class A with those top grades of hers. If so, me and Yuuji will definitely be unable to be classmates with her since we're just straddling about in class D anyway.

"I'll be forgotten by her...this sure feels rather lonely..."

"Yeah, there's no benefit for her to remember you anyway."

"How can you say that!"

Just as we're blankly seeing other classes battle it out and talking away—

"Next! Yoshii Akihisa and Shimada Minami!"

Ironman—let me repeat that again, this is the voice of our homeroom teacher, Nishimura-sensei.

Recovering myself, I find that those before me who were waiting to practice their summoning are all back.

"I'm going then."

"Go then. You're a 'punishment inspector' candidate anyway, go learn how to control a summoned beast properly."

"...I say, I'm different from you Yuuji. I'm not some problematic kid!"

I rolled my eyes back at Yuuji. Really, what about being a 'punishment inspector'? That's really rude. Aren't they saying that I'm a problematic student? Why is he calling me this when it's basically the equivalent of being an idiot?

"Hurry up, Yoshii!!"

"Alright~"

Hearing Ironman roar at me, I hastily increase my pace.

Paying attention, the training partner has already finished her summoning.

"..."

The person stares at the summoned beast in front of her in shock. This girl with an energetic-looking ponytail and attractive long legs is my classmate, Shimada-san. At this moment, she reveals a slight melancholic look that doesn't fit her. What happened? Why's she looking so depressed and lethargic? Is her summoned beast even weak and useless than what she thought would be?"

"What's wrong, Shimada-san? Are you shocked that your summoned beast is so weak?"

After saying this, I see that she seems to be healed by my gentleness. The grey clouds above her are gone, now replaced with a look of delight.

"Ah, so Yoshii's the opponent. How delightful."

Shimada-san slightly blushes. Seeing her so happy, I felt happy as well—oh my, to reveal her feelings to me in front of everyone like this, this kid's really troublesome."

"Because it's great to beat up Yoshii."

...This kid's really troublesome!

"Shimada-san, the target's the summoned beast, not us."

I'm a little worried, so I confirmed the rules with her again. This is the summoning practical that's meant for the summoning battles next year, so no matter what, this should be a battle between summoned beasts.

"You're right, we won't be fighting each other."

Shimada-san immediately nodded her head in agreement. Great, seems like she understood.

"Since I'll be the one dishing out the beatdown anyway."

SEEMS LIKE SHE DIDN'T UNDERSTAND AT ALL!

"That, sensei, what Shimada-san did just now was an act of violence. If you have the time to check our belongings, you should do something about this case of school violence, right?"

"...Shimada, even if the opponent's Yoshii, violence is bad."

"But sensei..."

No buts. A no is a no, you understand?"

"...Yes."

"Really...so you really understand? If so—"

Ironman suddenly reveals a smirk and says,

"—I'll give you a special discount this time."

"Eh? Aren't those words really weird?"

Am I thinking too much? It seemed like a teacher just allowed a case of school violence!

"I'll do my best!"

"Right, so you must work hard."

"Ah haha, sensei, Shimada-san, you two are really stupid. Do you think that you two can beat me so easily? If so, I'm going to counter and beat you two—I'M SORRY, IT'S MY FAULT, PLEASE FORGIVE ME!!"

It's useless even if I apologised.

Don't tell me...that those cautious words of mine caused this disaster?

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"Ho...ever since morning inspection, it's been one disaster after another today..."

After a day's worth of lessons, it's dismissal time. I'm chatting away with those guys who I usually talk to.

"That's because Akihisa-bro brought so many unnecessary things to school."

Sitting beside me and showing me a smile is Kinoshita Hideyoshi, who's in the same class as me, Yuuji and Muttsulini. It's already weird to hear him speak like an old man, and he has a beauty's face on him. He really likes to make comments. Even so, I do feel that he's the most normal person after me, since the other two are so abnormal that words can't describe them.

"Speaking of which, Hideyoshi didn't get anything confiscated, right?

"Of course I did, I got some costumes and props confiscated from me. Even though I told sensei that it's for the drama club, they still got confiscated either way."

The school has already provided some props and costumes for Hideyoshi, so Hideyoshi himself doesn't need to bring them. If so, these are unnecessary things. However—

"There's no need to confiscate them all anyway, he could have given us some leeway. Who expected Ironman's brain to be so hard."

"...(Nods head forcefully)."

"His brain's definitely filled with lead."

Muttsulini and Yuuji seem to agree with me. This can't be helped, since they got quite a few things confiscated as well.

And I actually thought that 'we're just having summoning practical today, so there're no lessons; should be rather relaxing today."

It was supposed to be relaxing, but I guess it's better to have lessons without the search.

"Summoning practical..."

Hearing my little grumbling, Yuuji muttered to himself.

"Eh? What's wrong, Yuuji?"

"Nothing. It's just that I remembered that we have to take part in summoning war next year."

For some reason, he sure seemed happy when he said this.

Speaking of summoning war, well, it's about having a summoning battle between classes with the class facilities on the line. If we can move onto second year without any mishaps, we'll have this summoning war system on us.

"But why must we have this summoning war system? If we want to differentiate the scores clearly, can't we just stick grades onto everyone?"

"Well, most likely, they prefer a summoning war to tests since it can motivate students, right? As a class, the students will work hard to not drag their classmates down."

"I see. So they intend to make us work together and improve our grades without breaking us, right?"

"Yeah, this allows the school to do what they want the most, and that's 'to groom students who can showcase their real potential in society'."

"Oh~ Is that so?"

Just as the four of them were chatting away.

"Ah...really, that Yoshii actually left the cleaning work to me. Where did he go off to?"

A certain student can be heard shouting on the corridor. Is that Shimada-san?

"What the heck, Akihisa. You're in charge of cleaning today?"

"Mm, but I left the cleaning work to Shimada-san and ran off first."

"Hmm, according to how I see it, you two have quite the relationship."

"...(Nods head forcefully)."

"Ah haha, it's not what you think it is."

"Really. Once I catch him, I'll tie his limbs up and throw him down the 3rd level!"

That's a highly difficult stunt even a stuntman will be afraid of.

"Sorry, I don't think I can protect my own life any longer. I'll be leaving now!"

Without saying anything else, I grabbed my bag and dashed out of the corridor. I love my life.

"Ah, Yoshii! So you're hiding here! Hold it right there!"

"I'm not going to wait! You're going to kill me, right?"

"I'm not angry at all. Just hold on, will you!?"

That's definitely a lie.

"These two really have rather good feelings."

"...(Nods head forcefully)."

She said that she's not angry, but she's holding onto a rope for some reason.

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"Hoo...that was scary~"

It's been past 30 minutes since I came running out of school, and before I knew it, I'm on a shopping street.

"Well. I don't intend to buy anything, so I guess I'll go back home—hm?"

Just as I intended to head home, I saw a familiar figure walk into a shop. Isn't that Himeji-san?

"I guess it's somewhat of a fate for us to meet here. Should I be courageous and call her..."

Though we did study in the same class during elementary school, we were separated into different classes during middle school. Before I knew it, Himeji-san seemed so distant from me. To see her in front of me after so many years, I really want to talk to her—the reason why I feel this way is most likely because of Yuuji's words 'She'll erase you from her memory anyway'.

In order to turn my thoughts into action, I follow Himeji-san closely as I walked into the shop...only to find that there're so many dolls here, it's unbelievable. Seems like this is a doll shop that a girl will love the most—what the heck, this shop's basically a doll shop!

"Well, let's go back. This shop really doesn't suit me."

I immediately hasten my pace and walk towards the exit. Anyway, the most important thing right now is to leave this place.

"This is Hazuki's only request of this lifetime. Please, uncle!"

"Even if you say that, I have to do business, you know..."

The moment I reached the exit, I suddenly heard this conversation. It seemed like a girl's standing at the counter and telling the cashier something. She seems rather insistent on this. What's going on?

I felt a bit mindful, so I turn my head to where the voice came from. As I expected, it's a cashier uncle and a girl who looks like she's in elementary school.

"I want to get that big Noi doll no matter what. Please, I beg you!"

"Even if you ask me like this...we're doing business. Wouldn't it be unfair to the other customers if I give you a little discount? We shopkeepers do have to treat all customers equally."

"Even so, please!"

"Uuu...really can't handle you..."

The cashier uncle looked rather troubled as he said this and scratches his face. The girl however continued to beg earnestly. Seeing such a small girl beg like this, I'll be seen as really cruel if I'm to walk away like this...

"Hey, little girl, why do you want this doll?"

I know that I'm too nosey, but I still ended up getting involved.

Now that a 3rd party has suddenly appeared, the little girl and the uncle revealed a surprised look on their faces.

"Be, because onee-chan didn't look too good recently. I wanted to buy the doll that she always wanted to hopefully motivate her..."

"Not looking good?"

"Most likely, because she just came back from Germany and couldn't understand Japanese well!

Shifted houses...even if it's within Japanese land, anyone will feel lonely when the friends and environment changes, let alone coming back to Japan.

"Even then, onee-chan took over mommy and daddy and did all the housework like sweeping and washing clothes nicely, and often play together with Hazuki..."

Seemed like it hit her sore spot as Hazuki-chan's wide eyes start to tear up.

"Waa! Don, don't cry! Nii-san will help you out here!"

"...Really?"

"Mm, really."

"...Thank you, onii-chan!"

Wiping away the tears, Hazuki-chan reveals a delightful smile.

"Speaking of which, how much does this doll cost?"

The doll in Hazuki-chan's arms is about 1m tall. If I make a rough estimate, I don't think 5,000 yen's going to be enough.

"Including tax, it'll be a total of 24,800 yen."

"Sorry, nii-san already tried, but he can't do it."

"Onii-chan?"

Hazuki-chan looks rather sad.

Argh! Didn't expect one to be that expensive. Under these conditions, the declaration of surrender came out of my mouth without thinking through.

"Then how much does Hazuki-chan has?"

"I only have 10,000yen..."

So we're missing 15,000. Including my entire fortune, there's only 11,699 yen. We can't even hitting the price of 24,800 yen! The most we can pay is half.

"Excuse me, can you sell this doll to us at 11,699 yen?"

"Eh, I just said before that that we're doing a business here..."

The reply's still the same.

"Onii-chan, this isn't any different from before."

Hazuki-chan whispered to my ear.

She's right. Up till now, I've been doing the same thing as what Hazuki-chan's been doing. However, things will be different from now on. I'm not an elementary school student; let's show her how an adult (high school student) does things!

"We have only 11,699 yen in total, that's about half the price of the doll, right?"

"Ya. That's still not quite enough."

"Hazuki-chan wants this doll, and uncle wants to sell this to her, but you're unwilling to sell it to her at half price. If so, I have a great idea!"

"Hm? What is it?"

"We can rip the doll in half and sell the right side to—eh? What? Why are you two seeing me as an idiot?"

"...Are you really a high school student?"

"...Onii-chan's an idiot!"

I, I actually got called stupid by an elementary school kid!

"I can't give you a discount, but I can guarantee that I won't sell this doll away for the time being. You can go back to discuss with your parents first."

Making this conclusion, the uncle ended the conversation just like this.

"Can't you ask your parents to buy it for you, Hazuki-chan?"

Having walked out of the shop, we came to the park to discuss our plans.

"Mommy and daddy aren't normally at home...so they would leave the money to one-chan. If I want to buy something, onee-chan will definitely ask for a reason..."

"I see, uu~"

Wanting to do something for her beloved older sister—Hazuki-chan's heart's ever so glamorous, it's way different from my family who sent me to Fumitzuki Gakuen on the excuse of 'not wanting to waste school fees'. I must help Hazuki-chan in order to prevent her from losing this intimacy with her family.

But speaking of which, what should I do? It'll be good if I have some more money, but my money's about to be used it...

"Oh ya! Hazuki can get money if she sells her manga to a second-hand shop, right?"

Hazuki-chan thought of this brilliant plan as her eyes sparkle. It's true that we can get money just like this, but I think that she can't get so much anyway. Of course, it's a different case altogether if I have those handheld games that were confiscated this morning—

"Hm? Oh ya, there's this plan after all!"

"...Onii-chan, have you thought of something?"

"I can't possibly get it back it my hands anyway. If I'm successful, we may be able to get enough money to buy the doll..."

Though I don't think it can work...mm! It's still worth a try though.

"Okay! Hazuki-chan, can you come back to the park tomorrow?"

"Y, yes. I can come over..."

"Then we'll meet here tomorrow. It's getting dark now, let's go home."

I waved my hands and said goodbye to Hazuki-chan. Anyway, I got to discuss it with Yuuji and the rest tomorrow.

"Ah, mm, bye bye..."

Speaking of which, did Himeji-san really enter that shop?

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"So you want to take back those confiscated items?"

The next morning, in the same classroom, I talked to the trio as per usual.

"I do feel that it's a pity to leave those things that got confiscated yesterday, but..."

"Uu~mm...ya, but the opponent's that Ironman. We may be designated as 'Punishment Inspectors' if we're not careful..."

Yuuji and Hideyoshi lower their chin and ponder. Seems like they don't intend to help me. This is bad, looks like I have to deal with this on my own.

"...I approve of Akihisa's proposal."

"Eh? Muttsulini? You're willing to help me?"

"...(Nods head forcefully)."

Great! Now at least I have someone who specializes in stealth helping me out.

"...Never mind, let's give it a go."

"Ah? So Yuuji's okay with it?"

"Yeah. I just bought that MP3 recently, and I accumulated quite a debt to Ironman, so let's settle this once and for all."

Yuuji smirked. What an enthusiastic bad guy's face.

"If so, I'll help out as well. If I can get back those things, I don't want to give up as well."

In the end, even Hideyoshi nodded his head, and everyone decided to take part in this. As expected of the group problematic first-years.

"Right now, the most important thing is to investigate where our targets are."

"That's right. If we don't even know where Ironman hid those confiscated items, we can't possibly get them back even if we want to."

The confiscated items may have ended up being abandoned, but they were just confiscated yesterday, so Ironman should still have them with him.

"That's the case. Akihisa, remove the silence function of the phone."

"Eh? Why?"

"Don't ask too much, just do it. You want those confiscated items back, right?"

"...I'm not really sure what's going on, but I just need to remove the silence function, right?"

"That's right."

The phone can't possibly ring during lesson time, there shouldn't be any problems, right? Let's just follow what Yuuji told me to do.

I pull my handphone out from my pocket and took it out of silent mode.

"Oi, you people better hurry up and sit down. I'm going to start taking attendance."

Seeing our homeroom teacher Ironman walk into the classroom, I immediately slip the handphone back into my pocket.

"Alright, let's begin."

Thus, our battle for the confiscated items officially begins now.

"Shimada."

"Here."

"Shimizu."

"Here."

At the usual time of taking attendance, Ironman's coarse voice echoes clearly throughout the classroom.

"Yamaguchi."

"Here."

"Watanabe."

"Here."

—Beep beep beep.

Suddenly, a beep interrupted the class while attendance is taken. Whose phone is it? Really, do think that we have such a stupid person in class. The phone will definitely get confiscated when it rings in class.

"...Yoshii, hand over your phone."

"...Yes."

The problem is, this stupid person was me.

Damn it! Why must it ring at this moment!? Who called me!?

<<Missed call: Sakamoto Yuuji>>

"Yu, Yuuji, you betrayed me!"

"I'll consficate the handphone then."

"Ahh! Handphone! MY HANDPHONE!"

My handphone got taken away by Ironman mercilessly.

"Very good. Nobody's came late nor skipped classes. I hope that all students will continue to keep this up."

After taking the attendance, Ironman moves his heavy feet out of the classroom—together with my handphone.

"Very good. Part 1 of the plan is complete."

"Yuuji! What sort of grudge do you have against me! Now my handphone got confiscated by Ironman all because of you!"

"This is a bait meant to fish out where our targets are. We just need to take them back."

"Eh? Bait?"

"That's right. I deliberately allowed Ironman to confiscate your handphone in order to find out where Ironman hid those items."

"Why didn't you tell me in the first place..."

And if possible, I hope that you can use your handphone as bait.

"...I'm back."

"WAHH!"

Suddenly talking right behind me. You scared me~

"Oh, Muttsulini came back already. How was it?"

"...Those confiscated items are placed in the staff storage cupboard."

"As expected of Muttsulini, erasing your own presence to tail people, that truly is your specialty. I'm impressed."

Seems like Muttsulini went to tail Ironman and investigate where my handphone was hidden. If it's tailing others without attracting attention, Yuuji can't do it, and Hideyoshi doesn't have the skills.

"...But the cupboard's locked."

"Okay. So where's the key?"

"...In the rear left pocket of Ironman's pants."

"I see. If so, we have to snatch the key from him."

"Ya, but how are we going to do that?"

"No problems. I got a good idea. We'll take action during cleaning time."

Anyway, let's attend lessons and wait for school dismissal.

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It's finally dismissal time.

"So, what plan do you have?"

As I tried to sneak out yesterday, I was punished to sweep the entire corridor alone. Thus, I'm discussing the plan with Yuuji and the rest while twisting the mop around. These damned guys don't have any intentions of helping out in the first place.

"We'll be using that."

Yuuji lifts his chin and points.

"A pail? What are we going to do with that?"

"We're going to use that to splash water on Ironman and make him take off his clothes."

I see. If so, we can then take his clothes away and take the key to the cupboard,

"Mm hm~ this method is simple and easy to succeed."

Hideyoshi's right. We can't possibly fail. Basically, there's only the last problem to this plan, and that is—whoever going to splash the water on Ironman will get pursued by him to the ends of the Earth.

"There's only one problem in this plan, and that's the one who's going to splash the water, 'Akihisa' will get pursued by him to the ends of the Earth."

Hold on! Is it decided that I'll be the one in charge of doing this?

"However, that's not really a huge problem."

THAT'S A HUGE PROBLEM TO ME!

"Oi, isn't that too strange? Let's settle this with rock paper scissors!"

"Ooh, look! Me and our target's already here."

"Very good. You got to do your best, Akihisa!"

"...Do your best."

"Eh? Hold on!"

The trio already wordlessly retreated back in the shortest time possible.

Ironman has already climbed up the stairs. If so, I can only do this!

My eyes have already captured the target, and the relative speed was estimated. The prepared weapon's in my hand, everything's okay—time to attack!

"WAAHH! I SLIPPED!"

Dragging the mop, I deliberately fell forward by letting my feet stagger and aim the pail at Ironman, who's on the stairs. GET WET!

"GUAH!"

How, how is it possible! As expected of Ironman! To be able to suddenly react in the blink of an eye and dodge the splash thanks to his superhuman senses! However—

"WHERE ARE YOU ESCAPING TO!?"

I drag the mop in my hand to where Ironman dodged to. I won't admit defeat so easily!

Phoosh, Clak cak cak.

The water from the pail drenched Ironman, and the pail rolls asie. Mission accomplished.

I pick up the pail and mop that I threw out as I remain mindful not to step on the puddle of water, saying to a stunned Ironman "Sorry, I slipped—AHH, sensei! An encyclopaedia isn't to be used as a weapon!"

"I thought I just heard you say 'Where are you escaping to', didn't I?"

"That's just a hallucination."

"Stop trying to lie to me with such a serious look on your face. Get ready to die!"

"Sen, sensei, please don't use the edge of the encyclopaedia!"

Where are you guys now! Come save me! I'll definitely be beaten down by Ironman into a panda if this keeps up!

"Ahh, Akihisa, you really ended up doing it."

Yuuji and the rest appeared out of nowhere. Anyway, I'm saved~

"I told you so many times 'not to splash water onto sensei'..."

"Ow, OWW! SENSEI! I SAID THAT I DIDN'T DO IT ON PURPOSE ALREADY!"

They, they didn't help out at all! These damned guys! Are they intending to sit around and watch?

"Sensei, punish Akihisa later. I guess you better change your clothes. If you don't mind, I'll lend my P.E. attire to you."

"That's right. Sorry, then lend me that. Yoshii, stay behind and scrub the floor clean!"

Leaving these words behind, Ironman, who was drenched by me, head off to the classroom with Yuuji and the rest to change clothes.

"...So unfortunate."

Anyway, I remained behind to clean the floor up. Besides, I have the cleaning tools in my hand.

Just as I'm working hard to wipe the water off the floor, Hideyoshi walks out of the classroom and moves towards me.

"I got the key, Akihisa."

"Really? Then we just need to enter the staffroom and get back the confiscated items."

"Umm, let's hurry up before Ironman realizes it."

"Got it!"

After letting the mop lean against the wall, Hideyoshi and I quickly head towards the staffroom.

"I'm going in then."

I took the cupboard key from Hideyoshi's hands and reach my hand out for the door.

"There's no problem, right?"

"No need to worry. I'll try my best to walk into the staffroom without raising too much attention and get those things back."

I should be just an ordinary student to every teacher, except for Ironman. I should be more suited for this role as compared to Hideyoshi, who has the look of a beauty.

"Really? Then I'll just wait here for your good news."

"Mm, I'm going in then~ 'cuse me~"

I open the staffroom door slightly. No problem, I'm not some irritating guy.

"Yoshii? Hurry up and get over here!"

"Why!? Why am I noticed so soon after entering the room!?"

I got caught by the Ancient Literature teacher immediately after entering the room. Why?

"I want to hear what excuse you have regarding the essay 'translate the Tsurezuregusa[http://www.baka-tsuki.net/project/index.php?title=Baka_to_Tesuto_to_Syokanju:Volume3.5_Translation_Notes_and_References#] into Modern Language'!"

"Ah, I did hand in my homework properly."

"I'm asking why did you turn the Tsurezuregusa into a rap!?"

"Eh? But sensei wanted it to be translated into the modern language, and speaking of modern Japanese, isn't it—"

"Ah, Yoshii-kun, remember to come over here after you're done there."

"Yoshii, that Chemistry report you handed in was too ridiculous! Come over and explain it to me later."

Unknowingly, I got surrounded by several teachers. Well, if this is the case, forget about completing the plan, I'll be hounded by these teachers till night! Got to find a way to get away from them!

"Excuse me..."

Just as I'm pondering on what to do, someone else entered the staffroom. Hm? Isn't that Hideyoshi?

"Ooh, isn't that Kinoshita? What's wrong?"

"I, I suddenly...don't feel too good...but the health teacher isn't...in..."

Hideyoshi cupped his mouth. He really doesn't look too good. Is he sick?

"Hideyoshi, are you—"

I frantically rushed towards him. At this moment, he suddenly blinked at me. I see, so he's acting! As expected of someone from the drama club, I nearly got fooled.

"Sorry, but can I rest here—"

Before finishing, Hideyoshi collapsed onto the floor.

"Ki, Kinoshita! Are you alright?"

"Anyway, let's take him to the sickbay!"

"You, you're right! Sensei, please carry his legs!"

A few teachers start to create quite the ruckus. After that, everyone in the staffroom left to accompany Hideyoshi to the sick bay. Brilliantly done, Hideyoshi!

"Let's use this opportunity to get back those confiscated items. Let me see, Ironman...no wait, it's Nishimura. Nishimura's..."

I checked the nametag on the cupboards which are according to order. Oh, found it. It's this one.

"...Speaking of which, I somehow imagined that bugs will crawl out of Ironman's cupboard."

Though I'm a bit fearful, I have no time to hesitate. I pull out the key Hideyoshi handed to me and pull the door handle down, opening the metal cupboard effortlessly.

"Oh, it's unexpectedly clean..."

The cupboard's arranged rather neatly, and the bag of confiscated goods are placed in an obvious place.

"Let's get out of here before someone notices—hm?"

Just as I was about to lock the cupboard up and run away, I noticed a pile of old books tied up in raffia strings. Should be meant for throwing away.

"Uu~hm...since he's going to throw it, I might as well take it. Maybe I can get some money as well."

After grabbing the books with both hands, I immediately dashed out of the staffroom.

"Okay! At least we achieved our goal!"

After what happened just now, I brought the spoils—the bag of confiscated items back to Yuuji, only taking away my own stuff and the pile of old books. I then took them over to a second-hand shop to exchange these spoils for cash.

My handheld games and gaming software garnered a price lower than what I expected, while that pile of books got quite the price; what a nice mistake in estimation. I really got to thank Ironman for this.

"Let me see, is that girl here~"

"Ah! Onii-chan! You're here!"

Hazuki-chan immediately came running over to me the moment I approached the park. She really looked like a cute puppy, and that even warms my heart. Maybe it's because I'm often surrounded by idiots, Ironman and a violent girl...

"Mm, because we arranged to meet each other. Oh yeah, where did you get that doll from?"

Looking closely, Hazuki-chan's hugging something similar to the Noi doll that she wanted to buy (is that what it's called?). It looks as if it was sewn by hand.

"There was a pretty onee-chan who came over and said to me 'If that onii-chan couldn't succeed, then give this to your sister!' and handed it over to me!"

"?"

"And she also said 'If that onii-chan managed to buy the doll, i'll give this doll to you.'."

The kid's lack of order in her speech confused me.

Erm, let me straighten Hazuki-chan's words out—

—A pretty onee-chan came to Hazuki-chan today.

—And then, she handed this handmade doll over to Hazuki-chan

—This pretty onee-chan even said that if I couldn't do it, she'll give this doll to Hazuki-chan's sister as a gift.

—But if I succeeded, this doll will go to Hazuki-chan.

—So that's how it is.

"Mmm, is that so? Then this doll will go to hazuki-chan."

"Eh? Really?"

"Yeah. And this doll will go to Hazuki-chan's sister."

I hand over the large doll in my hand over to Hazuki-chan. It should be tough for her petite body to carry such a large doll, but she still received it delightedly.

"This is great! Thank you, onii-chan!"

"No problems. It'll be great if your sister can cheer up."

I patted her head. Hazuki-chan seems to enjoy it as she slowly closes her eyes.

"Uu~ Ah, that's right! Onii-chan, can you lend me your ear?"

"Eh? What is it? Are you going to say a secret to me or something?"

"Don't ask, just lend me your ear."

Is she about to thank me? I'm really touched. One can't become a proper adult if the person can't even say 'thank you' or 'sorry'.

"Okay, what is it?"

I bent over to match her height, but unexpectedly—

"Thank you, onii-chan♪"

Whoosh! A cute sensation passes my face. Eh? This...don't tell me this is...

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"Wha, wha, wha..."

"Onii-chan may be an idiot, but he's so gentle! Hazuki-chan loves you! When I grow up, I'll let you become my husband!"

Without waiting for me to reply, Hazuki-chan skips out of the park.

Re, recently, these elementary school students are...

I touched my face with my hand, seemingly wanting to wipe away the soft sensation that's left on the face. Even without looking at the mirror, I know my face is red. How, how embarrassing...she's just an elementary school kid...

"Hoo...time for me to go back as well..."

After lifting my bag up and slinging it over my back, I head off towards the exit of the park. While exiting, I see a familiar figure yesterday. That person is—

"Excuse me...are you Himeji-san?"

"Ah, yes, what is it—YO, YOSHII-KUN!"

So it's Himeji-san. It sure is hard to find another pretty girl. I can't possibly be mistaken.

"Sorry, I seemed to have scared you."

"No, no worries. I was just dazed..."

Our conversation got interrupted just like that. This, this is really awkward...what should I say to a friend who I haven't met for a long time?

"Erm, that...it's really a coincidence that we met here. Did you just finish class? But you look rather tired here, are you?"

"Yes,because I stayed up all night..."

"Hei~so Himeji-san would also stay up."

The impression she gives is that she lives her life normally, but it's unexpected that she would stay up.

"That's not it, I just stayed up last night, because I got something I have to do no matter what..."

She inadvertently yawned as she continued to talk. Himeji-san sure is cute when she lets out some tears due to sleepiness.

"Then, I'll be going off in this direction, goodbye."

"Ah, mm, byebye."

I waved my hand to Himeji-san, who bowed to me courteously.

While walking home, I just realized—oh ya, why did Himeji-san appear in such a place?

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"...There was a case of theft in the staffroom room."

The next morning, during self-study period, Ironman suddenly mentioned this. He's definitely referring to the bag of confiscated items that we got yesterday.

"Such a tragedy worth being angry over, don't you think so, Yoshii?"

He actually threw this question at me. As expected of Ironman, he must have realized that I was the perpetrator, but who will follow you obediently?

"Yeah, sure is worth sighing over."

I naturally replied with these few words. No problems, I got everything under control.

"Really? Speaking of which, that culprit even took sensei's books."

Hm? Books? Is he referring to that bundle of books? Wasn't he going to throw them away?

"And that culprit actually had the guts to use his own identity to sell my books to a second-hand shop."

"Is that so, he sure has guts."

"Yeah, hahahaha!"

"Ahhahaha..."

Ironman and I started laughing with all enthusiasm. Really, we're laughing with all sorts of happiness—at least it looked that way if not for those eyes.

"YOSHII! GET READY TO DIE!!!"

"So, sorry! Who knew that it was sensei's collection, I didn't—"

"Are you saying that you didn't even think of it?"

"No, I did think about it, but then I thought 'since its Ironman's, it doesn't matter~'! OW! OUCH! SENSEI! MY SKULLCAP GOT SMASHED IN BY YOU!"

"So you idiot has the highest suspicion. Looks like I have to be even more careful and watch you."

"Sensei! I'm feeling that I've been watched by you all this time, there's no way for you to watch me further!"

"No, there still is, right? I got a really precious title of honor that's suitable for you—"

"Eh, this is..."

"Everyone at the staff meeting this morning have all agreed, so accept this. This is a present that sensei's handing you."

From who knows when, Ironman suddenly has a piece of paper in his hand. This plain white paper has only a single line on it.

—Yoshii Akihisa.

The above mentioned has been designed as the 'Punishment Inspector' of Fumitzuki Gakuen.

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"Onee-chan!"

Hm? Hazuki, what's up?"

"Well, this is for onee-chan!"

"Eh? Isn't this the Noi doll that I always wanted? How did you..."

"Because onee-chan looked so lethargic. Hazuki prepared it for onee-chan to cheer onee-chan up!"

"Hazuki...really, you...thank you, onee-chan's really happy!"

"Schoolwork may be tough, but you must work hard, Minami nee-chan!"

"Hm, I'll do my best! I'll feel like I lost if I continue to mess around like this. And also..."

"And also what?"

"I'm mindful of someone in school."

"Eh? Onee-chan's mindful of someone? Who is it? How is that person like?"

"Well~as repayment of the Noi doll, I'll only say this to Hazuki. That person is in the same class as me, and he's one huge idiot~"

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2011-06-14T15:54:21Z

HonouRyuu:

==Idiots, Tests and the Summoned Beasts ～Preparation Chapter～==

'''Please fill in the name of the historical person in the blank below.'''

_________ instituted the Rakuichi Rakuza policy which abolished and prohibited monopolies to stimulate business and economy.

'''Himeji Mizuki's answer:'''

"Oda Nobunaga"

'''Teacher's comment:'''

Correct.

'''Shimada Minami's answer:'''

"That fella with the topknot"

'''Teacher's comment:'''

Have you got yourself familiarized with Japan yet? I'm a little worried when I saw your answer.

'''Yoshii Akihisa's answer:'''

"Nobu"

'''Teacher's comment:'''

You're getting a little too familiar with him.

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Sis seemed worn out after moving here.

Is someone bullying her in school? Or is someone irritating her?

Then again, her classmates sounded really interesting from the stories she told me, and she seemed to like them a lot too...

So, what is the causing her to be worn out?

Is it because of her studies? She told me she had difficulties in catching up.

I hope she can recover soon.

Her birthday's coming... Would she cheer up if I give her a huge doll? She loves stuffed dolls, after all.

Mm... I'll do that! I'll buy a ''really'' big stuff doll to cheer her up!

I wonder if I have enough pocket money...

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"EVERYONE, FREEZE! PUT YOUR BAGS ON THE TABLE AND OPEN IT!"

No sooner has the homeroom period start than our homeroom teacher, Iron— I mean, Mr. Nishimura, declared this, without any prior warning.

Crap! The stuff I brought today has nothing to do with studies!

For a moment, an idea popped up in my mind. ''I'll grab my bag and run as fast as my legs could go!''

"Let me warn you: don't even think of running away."

It'll be one hell of a task to outrun this homeroom teacher. After all, he's a sinewy teacher, promptly nicknamed as "Ironman". He'll just utilize those powerful muscles of his, trained from participating in numerous 'Ironman' triathlons, to relentlessly pursue those who dare to run away.

"Good, I'm going round to check. Any items I find unrelated to studies will be confiscated."

Starting from the first row near the corridor, he went round the rows to check the contents of the bags, confiscating trump cards, magazines, and the such.

"Sakamoto, show me the contents of your pocket."
One student has not only his bag, but his pockets as well checked.

"Damn it!"

Sakamoto Yuuji shouted in agony. By the way, he's my best friend, and also my worst friend.

Still, he rummaged through his pocket and pulled out an MP3 player.

"Thought so. I'll be taking this."

Ironman put his MP3 player into his sack of confiscated items. Yuuji, who never expected his pocket to be searched, glared at Ironman defiantly.

''"This is quite a disaster, eh?"''

I whispered to him.

''"It is. He doesn't usually check the pockets, does he?! And I'm the ''only'' one having this special treatment!)

''"Too bad. Who asked you to be such a badass?"''

''"Damn it!"''

On a closer look, how thorough Ironman checks depends on who the person is. He'll just glance through the bags of good students, but for others, he'll check them thoroughly, including the hidden pockets of the bag.

"You're next, Yoshii Akihisa."

"Ah, yes."

Ironman stood in front of me. I'm sure he wouldn't ask me to go through my pockets like Yuuji—

"Take off your uniform and change into your gym clothes."

"Eh?! You're being too cautious!"

I can't believe how low his trust is in me.

"Well... Mr. Nishimura, you know, it's a little embarrassing to change in front of the girls..."

"That won't do. You might have prohibited goods hidden up your trousers, so change your clothes right now."

"What?! Even I wouldn't stoop that low! You should at least trust me—"

As I stepped forward to bring my point across, something dropped out from the leg of my trousers with a loud thud.

"Oi, Akihisa, your dropped your DS."

I thanked Yuuji, who kindly picked up my handheld console, and faced the Ironman once again.

"Sir, trust me, will you?"

"For your case, I can't trust you even if you've changed into your gym clothes."

Wha- What the hell? He's even more wary of me now!

"You actually brought game consoles, manga, light novels, DVD to school... What on Earth are you treating school as?!"

My precious treasures went into his sack, one by one. Just my luck for him to do a spot check on the day I brought these stuff. The combined value of those items might go up to thousands of yen.

"Is this everything? Let me repeat this again: the school is a place for you to learn. Next time, don't bring anything that is not related to your studies."

Ironman returned to the podium along with the sack of confiscated items. Farewell, my precious treasures...

"All right, since the spot check took quite a bit of time, there will be no homeroom session for today. The first lesson will be the Summoning Practicals, so get to the gym as soon as possible."

Marking the end of his session with that, Ironman left the classroom, with everyone's treasures in his sack.

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"Summon!"

With calls of summoning echoing throughout the gym, I turned to Yuuji, who was sitting beside me.

"We're just an hour into school and we're already so unlucky."

"No shit. Man, I can't believe my one-month-old MP3 got confiscated."

"Whoa, that's quite recent."

"And it was bloody expensive!"
A vexed look warped the wild features on his face. I can understand that feeling ''very'' well.

"Akihisa, your games got done in as well, right? Quite a lot of them, too."

"Mm... The combined value could easily hit thirty thousand yen."

A console, games, DVDs and CDs... Looking from the value of the confiscated items, the one with the highest loss would either be me or Muttsulini. How unlucky..."

"Next, Himeji Mizuki, please step forward."

"Y-Yes."

"Hey, it's Himeji's turn! Muttsulini, aren't you going to take that rare photo of her in gym clothes?"

"...My camera was confiscated."

"I see... A pity indeed. It's pretty hard to see her in gym clothes when we're in different classes."

"And this is the only Summoning Practicals we'll ever get."

"..."

Depressed, Muttsulini's head sunk even lower. Oh well, can't blame him for that.

With that silky long hair, and that cute, innocent look, coupled with those bouncy chests of hers which seemed to have a mind of its own, it's easy to figure out why any guy would want to take a photo of her. I, for one, would die to take a photo of her at this moment.

"I-Is this how you do it? Summon!"

She mumbled that out diffidently. A geometrical magic array formed near her feet, and her summoned beast appeared in front of everyone.

"As expected of her, her summoned beast sure looks pretty strong."

"Totally. You wouldn't have guessed that from its cuteness."

Himeji's summoned beast looked really cute. Since a summoned beast takes the appearance of its caster, there's no need to explain further when the caster's such a babe as well.

Speaking of which, what made her summoned beast so impressive was—

"I'm sure her beast's the only one capable of wielding such a huge sword."

"Yeah, probably only those at her level could pull that off."

Her summoned beast was wielding a Western longsword several times longer than her height effortlessly. Anyone could tell that this summoned beast isn't one to be underestimated.

Class C, Himeji Mizuki, Combined Subjects 3943 points

''vs''

Class C, Furukawa Ayumi, Combined Subjects 1264 points

The points were shown in front of us. These were probably the results of the previous mid-term exams.

"No wonder it's so strong."

"Gosh, that's almost 4000 points. She sure is smart."

Holed up in a corner, we nod in agreement to each other.

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The strength of a summoned beast is equivalent to the points that the owner gets. Since the test summoning system totals up the marks, basically, the higher amount of points a person gets, the stronger the summoned beast will be.

"Speaking of which, don't Akihisa and Himeji know each other?"

"Mm~ she was my grade school classmate...but we haven't spoken to each other for years. She should have forgotten about me, right?"

We're in different classes right now, separated for a long time. If there's a chance, I'll definitely want to talk to her, but there's no real chance for me to talk to any girl from another class. If I'm to go to her class and immediately say "Himeji-san, I got something to say to you", this will look like a confession no matter what.

"I see, you'll most likely be streamed into different classes next year. I can you can be erased from Hiemji's memory."

"Next year? Are you talking about the streaming exam?"

"Yeah, you definitely won't be able to be in the same class as her anyway."

"Now that you mentioned it, that's right..."

After we entered school, we were streamed into different classes like other schools. But next year, things will be different. We'll be sorted according to our grades. Though Himeji-san is in class C, when we become second-years, she'll definitely be sorted into class A with those top grades of hers. If so, me and Yuuji will definitely be unable to be classmates with her since we're just straddling about in class D anyway.

"I'll be forgotten by her...this sure feels rather lonely..."

"Yeah, there's no benefit for her to remember you anyway."

"How can you say that!"

Just as we're blankly seeing other classes battle it out and talking away—

"Next! Yoshii Akihisa and Shimada Minami!"

Ironman—let me repeat that again, this is the voice of our homeroom teacher, Nishimura-sensei.

Recovering myself, I find that those before me who were waiting to practice their summoning are all back.

"I'm going then."

"Go then. You're a 'punishment inspector' candidate anyway, go learn how to control a summoned beast properly."

"...I say, I'm different from you Yuuji. I'm not some problematic kid!"

I rolled my eyes back at Yuuji. Really, what about being a 'punishment inspector'? That's really rude. Aren't they saying that I'm a problematic student? Why is he calling me this when it's basically the equivalent of being an idiot?

"Hurry up, Yoshii!!"

"Alright~"

Hearing Ironman roar at me, I hastily increase my pace.

Paying attention, the training partner has already finished her summoning.

"..."

The person stares at the summoned beast in front of her in shock. This girl with an energetic-looking ponytail and attractive long legs is my classmate, Shimada-san. At this moment, she reveals a slight melancholic look that doesn't fit her. What happened? Why's she looking so depressed and lethargic? Is her summoned beast even weak and useless than what she thought would be?"

"What's wrong, Shimada-san? Are you shocked that your summoned beast is so weak?"

After saying this, I see that she seems to be healed by my gentleness. The grey clouds above her are gone, now replaced with a look of delight.

"Ah, so Yoshii's the opponent. How delightful."

Shimada-san slightly blushes. Seeing her so happy, I felt happy as well—oh my, to reveal her feelings to me in front of everyone like this, this kid's really troublesome."

"Because it's great to beat up Yoshii."

...This kid's really troublesome!

"Shimada-san, the target's the summoned beast, not us."

I'm a little worried, so I confirmed the rules with her again. This is the summoning practical that's meant for the summoning battles next year, so no matter what, this should be a battle between summoned beasts.

"You're right, we won't be fighting each other."

Shimada-san immediately nodded her head in agreement. Great, seems like she understood.

"Since I'll be the one dishing out the beatdown anyway."

SEEMS LIKE SHE DIDN'T UNDERSTAND AT ALL!

"That, sensei, what Shimada-san did just now was an act of violence. If you have the time to check our belongings, you should do something about this case of school violence, right?"

"...Shimada, even if the opponent's Yoshii, violence is bad."

"But sensei..."

No buts. A no is a no, you understand?"

"...Yes."

"Really...so you really understand? If so—"

Ironman suddenly reveals a smirk and says,

"—I'll give you a special discount this time."

"Eh? Aren't those words really weird?"

Am I thinking too much? It seemed like a teacher just allowed a case of school violence!

"I'll do my best!"

"Right, so you must work hard."

"Ah haha, sensei, Shimada-san, you two are really stupid. Do you think that you two can beat me so easily? If so, I'm going to counter and beat you two—I'M SORRY, IT'S MY FAULT, PLEASE FORGIVE ME!!"

It's useless even if I apologised.

Don't tell me...that those cautious words of mine caused this disaster?

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"Ho...ever since morning inspection, it's been one disaster after another today..."

After a day's worth of lessons, it's dismissal time. I'm chatting away with those guys who I usually talk to.

"That's because Akihisa-bro brought so many unnecessary things to school."

Sitting beside me and showing me a smile is Kinoshita Hideyoshi, who's in the same class as me, Yuuji and Muttsulini. It's already weird to hear him speak like an old man, and he has a beauty's face on him. He really likes to make comments. Even so, I do feel that he's the most normal person after me, since the other two are so abnormal that words can't describe them.

"Speaking of which, Hideyoshi didn't get anything confiscated, right?

"Of course I did, I got some costumes and props confiscated from me. Even though I told sensei that it's for the drama club, they still got confiscated either way."

The school has already provided some props and costumes for Hideyoshi, so Hideyoshi himself doesn't need to bring them. If so, these are unnecessary things. However—

"There's no need to confiscate them all anyway, he could have given us some leeway. Who expected Ironman's brain to be so hard."

"...(Nods head forcefully)."

"His brain's definitely filled with lead."

Muttsulini and Yuuji seem to agree with me. This can't be helped, since they got quite a few things confiscated as well.

And I actually thought that 'we're just having summoning practical today, so there're no lessons; should be rather relaxing today."

It was supposed to be relaxing, but I guess it's better to have lessons without the search.

"Summoning practical..."

Hearing my little grumbling, Yuuji muttered to himself.

"Eh? What's wrong, Yuuji?"

"Nothing. It's just that I remembered that we have to take part in summoning war next year."

For some reason, he sure seemed happy when he said this.

Speaking of summoning war, well, it's about having a summoning battle between classes with the class facilities on the line. If we can move onto second year without any mishaps, we'll have this summoning war system on us.

"But why must we have this summoning war system? If we want to differentiate the scores clearly, can't we just stick grades onto everyone?"

"Well, most likely, they prefer a summoning war to tests since it can motivate students, right? As a class, the students will work hard to not drag their classmates down."

"I see. So they intend to make us work together and improve our grades without breaking us, right?"

"Yeah, this allows the school to do what they want the most, and that's 'to groom students who can showcase their real potential in society'."

"Oh~ Is that so?"

Just as the four of them were chatting away.

"Ah...really, that Yoshii actually left the cleaning work to me. Where did he go off to?"

A certain student can be heard shouting on the corridor. Is that Shimada-san?

"What the heck, Akihisa. You're in charge of cleaning today?"

"Mm, but I left the cleaning work to Shimada-san and ran off first."

"Hmm, according to how I see it, you two have quite the relationship."

"...(Nods head forcefully)."

"Ah haha, it's not what you think it is."

"Really. Once I catch him, I'll tie his limbs up and throw him down the 3rd level!"

That's a highly difficult stunt even a stuntman will be afraid of.

"Sorry, I don't think I can protect my own life any longer. I'll be leaving now!"

Without saying anything else, I grabbed my bag and dashed out of the corridor. I love my life.

"Ah, Yoshii! So you're hiding here! Hold it right there!"

"I'm not going to wait! You're going to kill me, right?"

"I'm not angry at all. Just hold on, will you!?"

That's definitely a lie.

"These two really have rather good feelings."

"...(Nods head forcefully)."

She said that she's not angry, but she's holding onto a rope for some reason.

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"Hoo...that was scary~"

It's been past 30 minutes since I came running out of school, and before I knew it, I'm on a shopping street.

"Well. I don't intend to buy anything, so I guess I'll go back home—hm?"

Just as I intended to head home, I saw a familiar figure walk into a shop. Isn't that Himeji-san?

"I guess it's somewhat of a fate for us to meet here. Should I be courageous and call her..."

Though we did study in the same class during elementary school, we were separated into different classes during middle school. Before I knew it, Himeji-san seemed so distant from me. To see her in front of me after so many years, I really want to talk to her—the reason why I feel this way is most likely because of Yuuji's words 'She'll erase you from her memory anyway'.

In order to turn my thoughts into action, I follow Himeji-san closely as I walked into the shop...only to find that there're so many dolls here, it's unbelievable. Seems like this is a doll shop that a girl will love the most—what the heck, this shop's basically a doll shop!

"Well, let's go back. This shop really doesn't suit me."

I immediately hasten my pace and walk towards the exit. Anyway, the most important thing right now is to leave this place.

"This is Hazuki's only request of this lifetime. Please, uncle!"

"Even if you say that, I have to do business, you know..."

The moment I reached the exit, I suddenly heard this conversation. It seemed like a girl's standing at the counter and telling the cashier something. She seems rather insistent on this. What's going on?

I felt a bit mindful, so I turn my head to where the voice came from. As I expected, it's a cashier uncle and a girl who looks like she's in elementary school.

"I want to get that big Noi doll no matter what. Please, I beg you!"

"Even if you ask me like this...we're doing business. Wouldn't it be unfair to the other customers if I give you a little discount? We shopkeepers do have to treat all customers equally."

"Even so, please!"

"Uuu...really can't handle you..."

The cashier uncle looked rather troubled as he said this and scratches his face. The girl however continued to beg earnestly. Seeing such a small girl beg like this, I'll be seen as really cruel if I'm to walk away like this...

"Hey, little girl, why do you want this doll?"

I know that I'm too nosey, but I still ended up getting involved.

Now that a 3rd party has suddenly appeared, the little girl and the uncle revealed a surprised look on their faces.

"Be, because onee-chan didn't look too good recently. I wanted to buy the doll that she always wanted to hopefully motivate her..."

"Not looking good?"

"Most likely, because she just came back from Germany and couldn't understand Japanese well!

Shifted houses...even if it's within Japanese land, anyone will feel lonely when the friends and environment changes, let alone coming back to Japan.

"Even then, onee-chan took over mommy and daddy and did all the housework like sweeping and washing clothes nicely, and often play together with Hazuki..."

Seemed like it hit her sore spot as Hazuki-chan's wide eyes start to tear up.

"Waa! Don, don't cry! Nii-san will help you out here!"

"...Really?"

"Mm, really."

"...Thank you, onii-chan!"

Wiping away the tears, Hazuki-chan reveals a delightful smile.

"Speaking of which, how much does this doll cost?"

The doll in Hazuki-chan's arms is about 1m tall. If I make a rough estimate, I don't think 5,000 yen's going to be enough.

"Including tax, it'll be a total of 24,800 yen."

"Sorry, nii-san already tried, but he can't do it."

"Onii-chan?"

Hazuki-chan looks rather sad.

Argh! Didn't expect one to be that expensive. Under these conditions, the declaration of surrender came out of my mouth without thinking through.

"Then how much does Hazuki-chan has?"

"I only have 10,000yen..."

So we're missing 15,000. Including my entire fortune, there's only 11,699 yen. We can't even hitting the price of 24,800 yen! The most we can pay is half.

"Excuse me, can you sell this doll to us at 11,699 yen?"

"Eh, I just said before that that we're doing a business here..."

The reply's still the same.

"Onii-chan, this isn't any different from before."

Hazuki-chan whispered to my ear.

She's right. Up till now, I've been doing the same thing as what Hazuki-chan's been doing. However, things will be different from now on. I'm not an elementary school student; let's show her how an adult (high school student) does things!

"We have only 11,699 yen in total, that's about half the price of the doll, right?"

"Ya. That's still not quite enough."

"Hazuki-chan wants this doll, and uncle wants to sell this to her, but you're unwilling to sell it to her at half price. If so, I have a great idea!"

"Hm? What is it?"

"We can rip the doll in half and sell the right side to—eh? What? Why are you two seeing me as an idiot?"

"...Are you really a high school student?"

"...Onii-chan's an idiot!"

I, I actually got called stupid by an elementary school kid!

"I can't give you a discount, but I can guarantee that I won't sell this doll away for the time being. You can go back to discuss with your parents first."

Making this conclusion, the uncle ended the conversation just like this.

"Can't you ask your parents to buy it for you, Hazuki-chan?"

Having walked out of the shop, we came to the park to discuss our plans.

"Mommy and daddy aren't normally at home...so they would leave the money to one-chan. If I want to buy something, onee-chan will definitely ask for a reason..."

"I see, uu~"

Wanting to do something for her beloved older sister—Hazuki-chan's heart's ever so glamorous, it's way different from my family who sent me to Fumitzuki Gakuen on the excuse of 'not wanting to waste school fees'. I must help Hazuki-chan in order to prevent her from losing this intimacy with her family.

But speaking of which, what should I do? It'll be good if I have some more money, but my money's about to be used it...

"Oh ya! Hazuki can get money if she sells her manga to a second-hand shop, right?"

Hazuki-chan thought of this brilliant plan as her eyes sparkle. It's true that we can get money just like this, but I think that she can't get so much anyway. Of course, it's a different case altogether if I have those handheld games that were confiscated this morning—

"Hm? Oh ya, there's this plan after all!"

"...Onii-chan, have you thought of something?"

"I can't possibly get it back it my hands anyway. If I'm successful, we may be able to get enough money to buy the doll..."

Though I don't think it can work...mm! It's still worth a try though.

"Okay! Hazuki-chan, can you come back to the park tomorrow?"

"Y, yes. I can come over..."

"Then we'll meet here tomorrow. It's getting dark now, let's go home."

I waved my hands and said goodbye to Hazuki-chan. Anyway, I got to discuss it with Yuuji and the rest tomorrow.

"Ah, mm, bye bye..."

Speaking of which, did Himeji-san really enter that shop?

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"So you want to take back those confiscated items?"

The next morning, in the same classroom, I talked to the trio as per usual.

"I do feel that it's a pity to leave those things that got confiscated yesterday, but..."

"Uu~mm...ya, but the opponent's that Ironman. We may be designated as 'Punishment Inspectors' if we're not careful..."

Yuuji and Hideyoshi lower their chin and ponder. Seems like they don't intend to help me. This is bad, looks like I have to deal with this on my own.

"...I approve of Akihisa's proposal."

"Eh? Muttsulini? You're willing to help me?"

"...(Nods head forcefully)."

Great! Now at least I have someone who specializes in stealth helping me out.

"...Never mind, let's give it a go."

"Ah? So Yuuji's okay with it?"

"Yeah. I just bought that MP3 recently, and I accumulated quite a debt to Ironman, so let's settle this once and for all."

Yuuji smirked. What an enthusiastic bad guy's face.

"If so, I'll help out as well. If I can get back those things, I don't want to give up as well."

In the end, even Hideyoshi nodded his head, and everyone decided to take part in this. As expected of the group problematic first-years.

"Right now, the most important thing is to investigate where our targets are."

"That's right. If we don't even know where Ironman hid those confiscated items, we can't possibly get them back even if we want to."

The confiscated items may have ended up being abandoned, but they were just confiscated yesterday, so Ironman should still have them with him.

"That's the case. Akihisa, remove the silence function of the phone."

"Eh? Why?"

"Don't ask too much, just do it. You want those confiscated items back, right?"

"...I'm not really sure what's going on, but I just need to remove the silence function, right?"

"That's right."

The phone can't possibly ring during lesson time, there shouldn't be any problems, right? Let's just follow what Yuuji told me to do.

I pull my handphone out from my pocket and took it out of silent mode.

"Oi, you people better hurry up and sit down. I'm going to start taking attendance."

Seeing our homeroom teacher Ironman walk into the classroom, I immediately slip the handphone back into my pocket.

"Alright, let's begin."

Thus, our battle for the confiscated items officially begins now.

"Shimada."

"Here."

"Shimizu."

"Here."

At the usual time of taking attendance, Ironman's coarse voice echoes clearly throughout the classroom.

"Yamaguchi."

"Here."

"Watanabe."

"Here."

—Beep beep beep.

Suddenly, a beep interrupted the class while attendance is taken. Whose phone is it? Really, do think that we have such a stupid person in class. The phone will definitely get confiscated when it rings in class.

"...Yoshii, hand over your phone."

"...Yes."

The problem is, this stupid person was me.

Damn it! Why must it ring at this moment!? Who called me!?

<<Missed call: Sakamoto Yuuji>>

"Yu, Yuuji, you betrayed me!"

"I'll consficate the handphone then."

"Ahh! Handphone! MY HANDPHONE!"

My handphone got taken away by Ironman mercilessly.

"Very good. Nobody's came late nor skipped classes. I hope that all students will continue to keep this up."

After taking the attendance, Ironman moves his heavy feet out of the classroom—together with my handphone.

"Very good. Part 1 of the plan is complete."

"Yuuji! What sort of grudge do you have against me! Now my handphone got confiscated by Ironman all because of you!"

"This is a bait meant to fish out where our targets are. We just need to take them back."

"Eh? Bait?"

"That's right. I deliberately allowed Ironman to confiscate your handphone in order to find out where Ironman hid those items."

"Why didn't you tell me in the first place..."

And if possible, I hope that you can use your handphone as bait.

"...I'm back."

"WAHH!"

Suddenly talking right behind me. You scared me~

"Oh, Muttsulini came back already. How was it?"

"...Those confiscated items are placed in the staff storage cupboard."

"As expected of Muttsulini, erasing your own presence to tail people, that truly is your specialty. I'm impressed."

Seems like Muttsulini went to tail Ironman and investigate where my handphone was hidden. If it's tailing others without attracting attention, Yuuji can't do it, and Hideyoshi doesn't have the skills.

"...But the cupboard's locked."

"Okay. So where's the key?"

"...In the rear left pocket of Ironman's pants."

"I see. If so, we have to snatch the key from him."

"Ya, but how are we going to do that?"

"No problems. I got a good idea. We'll take action during cleaning time."

Anyway, let's attend lessons and wait for school dismissal.

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It's finally dismissal time.

"So, what plan do you have?"

As I tried to sneak out yesterday, I was punished to sweep the entire corridor alone. Thus, I'm discussing the plan with Yuuji and the rest while twisting the mop around. These damned guys don't have any intentions of helping out in the first place.

"We'll be using that."

Yuuji lifts his chin and points.

"A pail? What are we going to do with that?"

"We're going to use that to splash water on Ironman and make him take off his clothes."

I see. If so, we can then take his clothes away and take the key to the cupboard,

"Mm hm~ this method is simple and easy to succeed."

Hideyoshi's right. We can't possibly fail. Basically, there's only the last problem to this plan, and that is—whoever going to splash the water on Ironman will get pursued by him to the ends of the Earth.

"There's only one problem in this plan, and that's the one who's going to splash the water, 'Akihisa' will get pursued by him to the ends of the Earth."

Hold on! Is it decided that I'll be the one in charge of doing this?

"However, that's not really a huge problem."

THAT'S A HUGE PROBLEM TO ME!

"Oi, isn't that too strange? Let's settle this with rock paper scissors!"

"Ooh, look! Me and our target's already here."

"Very good. You got to do your best, Akihisa!"

"...Do your best."

"Eh? Hold on!"

The trio already wordlessly retreated back in the shortest time possible.

Ironman has already climbed up the stairs. If so, I can only do this!

My eyes have already captured the target, and the relative speed was estimated. The prepared weapon's in my hand, everything's okay—time to attack!

"WAAHH! I SLIPPED!"

Dragging the mop, I deliberately fell forward by letting my feet stagger and aim the pail at Ironman, who's on the stairs. GET WET!

"GUAH!"

How, how is it possible! As expected of Ironman! To be able to suddenly react in the blink of an eye and dodge the splash thanks to his superhuman senses! However—

"WHERE ARE YOU ESCAPING TO!?"

I drag the mop in my hand to where Ironman dodged to. I won't admit defeat so easily!

Phoosh, Clak cak cak.

The water from the pail drenched Ironman, and the pail rolls asie. Mission accomplished.

I pick up the pail and mop that I threw out as I remain mindful not to step on the puddle of water, saying to a stunned Ironman "Sorry, I slipped—AHH, sensei! An encyclopaedia isn't to be used as a weapon!"

"I thought I just heard you say 'Where are you escaping to', didn't I?"

"That's just a hallucination."

"Stop trying to lie to me with such a serious look on your face. Get ready to die!"

"Sen, sensei, please don't use the edge of the encyclopaedia!"

Where are you guys now! Come save me! I'll definitely be beaten down by Ironman into a panda if this keeps up!

"Ahh, Akihisa, you really ended up doing it."

Yuuji and the rest appeared out of nowhere. Anyway, I'm saved~

"I told you so many times 'not to splash water onto sensei'..."

"Ow, OWW! SENSEI! I SAID THAT I DIDN'T DO IT ON PURPOSE ALREADY!"

They, they didn't help out at all! These damned guys! Are they intending to sit around and watch?

"Sensei, punish Akihisa later. I guess you better change your clothes. If you don't mind, I'll lend my P.E. attire to you."

"That's right. Sorry, then lend me that. Yoshii, stay behind and scrub the floor clean!"

Leaving these words behind, Ironman, who was drenched by me, head off to the classroom with Yuuji and the rest to change clothes.

"...So unfortunate."

Anyway, I remained behind to clean the floor up. Besides, I have the cleaning tools in my hand.

Just as I'm working hard to wipe the water off the floor, Hideyoshi walks out of the classroom and moves towards me.

"I got the key, Akihisa."

"Really? Then we just need to enter the staffroom and get back the confiscated items."

"Umm, let's hurry up before Ironman realizes it."

"Got it!"

After letting the mop lean against the wall, Hideyoshi and I quickly head towards the staffroom.

"I'm going in then."

I took the cupboard key from Hideyoshi's hands and reach my hand out for the door.

"There's no problem, right?"

"No need to worry. I'll try my best to walk into the staffroom without raising too much attention and get those things back."

I should be just an ordinary student to every teacher, except for Ironman. I should be more suited for this role as compared to Hideyoshi, who has the look of a beauty.

"Really? Then I'll just wait here for your good news."

"Mm, I'm going in then~ 'cuse me~"

I open the staffroom door slightly. No problem, I'm not some irritating guy.

"Yoshii? Hurry up and get over here!"

"Why!? Why am I noticed so soon after entering the room!?"

I got caught by the Ancient Literature teacher immediately after entering the room. Why?

"I want to hear what excuse you have regarding the essay 'translate the Tsurezuregusa[http://www.baka-tsuki.net/project/index.php?title=Baka_to_Tesuto_to_Syokanju:Volume3.5_Translation_Notes_and_References#] into Modern Language'!"

"Ah, I did hand in my homework properly."

"I'm asking why did you turn the Tsurezuregusa into a rap!?"

"Eh? But sensei wanted it to be translated into the modern language, and speaking of modern Japanese, isn't it—"

"Ah, Yoshii-kun, remember to come over here after you're done there."

"Yoshii, that Chemistry report you handed in was too ridiculous! Come over and explain it to me later."

Unknowingly, I got surrounded by several teachers. Well, if this is the case, forget about completing the plan, I'll be hounded by these teachers till night! Got to find a way to get away from them!

"Excuse me..."

Just as I'm pondering on what to do, someone else entered the staffroom. Hm? Isn't that Hideyoshi?

"Ooh, isn't that Kinoshita? What's wrong?"

"I, I suddenly...don't feel too good...but the health teacher isn't...in..."

Hideyoshi cupped his mouth. He really doesn't look too good. Is he sick?

"Hideyoshi, are you—"

I frantically rushed towards him. At this moment, he suddenly blinked at me. I see, so he's acting! As expected of someone from the drama club, I nearly got fooled.

"Sorry, but can I rest here—"

Before finishing, Hideyoshi collapsed onto the floor.

"Ki, Kinoshita! Are you alright?"

"Anyway, let's take him to the sickbay!"

"You, you're right! Sensei, please carry his legs!"

A few teachers start to create quite the ruckus. After that, everyone in the staffroom left to accompany Hideyoshi to the sick bay. Brilliantly done, Hideyoshi!

"Let's use this opportunity to get back those confiscated items. Let me see, Ironman...no wait, it's Nishimura. Nishimura's..."

I checked the nametag on the cupboards which are according to order. Oh, found it. It's this one.

"...Speaking of which, I somehow imagined that bugs will crawl out of Ironman's cupboard."

Though I'm a bit fearful, I have no time to hesitate. I pull out the key Hideyoshi handed to me and pull the door handle down, opening the metal cupboard effortlessly.

"Oh, it's unexpectedly clean..."

The cupboard's arranged rather neatly, and the bag of confiscated goods are placed in an obvious place.

"Let's get out of here before someone notices—hm?"

Just as I was about to lock the cupboard up and run away, I noticed a pile of old books tied up in raffia strings. Should be meant for throwing away.

"Uu~hm...since he's going to throw it, I might as well take it. Maybe I can get some money as well."

After grabbing the books with both hands, I immediately dashed out of the staffroom.

"Okay! At least we achieved our goal!"

After what happened just now, I brought the spoils—the bag of confiscated items back to Yuuji, only taking away my own stuff and the pile of old books. I then took them over to a second-hand shop to exchange these spoils for cash.

My handheld games and gaming software garnered a price lower than what I expected, while that pile of books got quite the price; what a nice mistake in estimation. I really got to thank Ironman for this.

"Let me see, is that girl here~"

"Ah! Onii-chan! You're here!"

Hazuki-chan immediately came running over to me the moment I approached the park. She really looked like a cute puppy, and that even warms my heart. Maybe it's because I'm often surrounded by idiots, Ironman and a violent girl...

"Mm, because we arranged to meet each other. Oh yeah, where did you get that doll from?"

Looking closely, Hazuki-chan's hugging something similar to the Noi doll that she wanted to buy (is that what it's called?). It looks as if it was sewn by hand.

"There was a pretty onee-chan who came over and said to me 'If that onii-chan couldn't succeed, then give this to your sister!' and handed it over to me!"

"?"

"And she also said 'If that onii-chan managed to buy the doll, i'll give this doll to you.'."

The kid's lack of order in her speech confused me.

Erm, let me straighten Hazuki-chan's words out—

—A pretty onee-chan came to Hazuki-chan today.

—And then, she handed this handmade doll over to Hazuki-chan

—This pretty onee-chan even said that if I couldn't do it, she'll give this doll to Hazuki-chan's sister as a gift.

—But if I succeeded, this doll will go to Hazuki-chan.

—So that's how it is.

"Mmm, is that so? Then this doll will go to hazuki-chan."

"Eh? Really?"

"Yeah. And this doll will go to Hazuki-chan's sister."

I hand over the large doll in my hand over to Hazuki-chan. It should be tough for her petite body to carry such a large doll, but she still received it delightedly.

"This is great! Thank you, onii-chan!"

"No problems. It'll be great if your sister can cheer up."

I patted her head. Hazuki-chan seems to enjoy it as she slowly closes her eyes.

"Uu~ Ah, that's right! Onii-chan, can you lend me your ear?"

"Eh? What is it? Are you going to say a secret to me or something?"

"Don't ask, just lend me your ear."

Is she about to thank me? I'm really touched. One can't become a proper adult if the person can't even say 'thank you' or 'sorry'.

"Okay, what is it?"

I bent over to match her height, but unexpectedly—

"Thank you, onii-chan♪"

Whoosh! A cute sensation passes my face. Eh? This...don't tell me this is...

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"Wha, wha, wha..."

"Onii-chan may be an idiot, but he's so gentle! Hazuki-chan loves you! When I grow up, I'll let you become my husband!"

Without waiting for me to reply, Hazuki-chan skips out of the park.

Re, recently, these elementary school students are...

I touched my face with my hand, seemingly wanting to wipe away the soft sensation that's left on the face. Even without looking at the mirror, I know my face is red. How, how embarrassing...she's just an elementary school kid...

"Hoo...time for me to go back as well..."

After lifting my bag up and slinging it over my back, I head off towards the exit of the park. While exiting, I see a familiar figure yesterday. That person is—

"Excuse me...are you Himeji-san?"

"Ah, yes, what is it—YO, YOSHII-KUN!"

So it's Himeji-san. It sure is hard to find another pretty girl. I can't possibly be mistaken.

"Sorry, I seemed to have scared you."

"No, no worries. I was just dazed..."

Our conversation got interrupted just like that. This, this is really awkward...what should I say to a friend who I haven't met for a long time?

"Erm, that...it's really a coincidence that we met here. Did you just finish class? But you look rather tired here, are you?"

"Yes,because I stayed up all night..."

"Hei~so Himeji-san would also stay up."

The impression she gives is that she lives her life normally, but it's unexpected that she would stay up.

"That's not it, I just stayed up last night, because I got something I have to do no matter what..."

She inadvertently yawned as she continued to talk. Himeji-san sure is cute when she lets out some tears due to sleepiness.

"Then, I'll be going off in this direction, goodbye."

"Ah, mm, byebye."

I waved my hand to Himeji-san, who bowed to me courteously.

While walking home, I just realized—oh ya, why did Himeji-san appear in such a place?

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"...There was a case of theft in the staffroom room."

The next morning, during self-study period, Ironman suddenly mentioned this. He's definitely referring to the bag of confiscated items that we got yesterday.

"Such a tragedy worth being angry over, don't you think so, Yoshii?"

He actually threw this question at me. As expected of Ironman, he must have realized that I was the perpetrator, but who will follow you obediently?

"Yeah, sure is worth sighing over."

I naturally replied with these few words. No problems, I got everything under control.

"Really? Speaking of which, that culprit even took sensei's books."

Hm? Books? Is he referring to that bundle of books? Wasn't he going to throw them away?

"And that culprit actually had the guts to use his own identity to sell my books to a second-hand shop."

"Is that so, he sure has guts."

"Yeah, hahahaha!"

"Ahhahaha..."

Ironman and I started laughing with all enthusiasm. Really, we're laughing with all sorts of happiness—at least it looked that way if not for those eyes.

"YOSHII! GET READY TO DIE!!!"

"So, sorry! Who knew that it was sensei's collection, I didn't—"

"Are you saying that you didn't even think of it?"

"No, I did think about it, but then I thought 'since its Ironman's, it doesn't matter~'! OW! OUCH! SENSEI! MY SKULLCAP GOT SMASHED IN BY YOU!"

"So you idiot has the highest suspicion. Looks like I have to be even more careful and watch you."

"Sensei! I'm feeling that I've been watched by you all this time, there's no way for you to watch me further!"

"No, there still is, right? I got a really precious title of honor that's suitable for you—"

"Eh, this is..."

"Everyone at the staff meeting this morning have all agreed, so accept this. This is a present that sensei's handing you."

From who knows when, Ironman suddenly has a piece of paper in his hand. This plain white paper has only a single line on it.

—Yoshii Akihisa.

The above mentioned has been designed as the 'Punishment Inspector' of Fumitzuki Gakuen.

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"Onee-chan!"

Hm? Hazuki, what's up?"

"Well, this is for onee-chan!"

"Eh? Isn't this the Noi doll that I always wanted? How did you..."

"Because onee-chan looked so lethargic. Hazuki prepared it for onee-chan to cheer onee-chan up!"

"Hazuki...really, you...thank you, onee-chan's really happy!"

"Schoolwork may be tough, but you must work hard, Minami nee-chan!"

"Hm, I'll do my best! I'll feel like I lost if I continue to mess around like this. And also..."

"And also what?"

"I'm mindful of someone in school."

"Eh? Onee-chan's mindful of someone? Who is it? How is that person like?"

"Well~as repayment of the Noi doll, I'll only say this to Hazuki. That person is in the same class as me, and he's one huge idiot~"

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Baka to Tesuto to Syokanju:Volume3.5 Baka to Tesuto to Syokanju ～Preparation Chapter～

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HonouRyuu: /* Idiots, Tests and the Summoned Beasts ～Preparation Chapter～ */

==Idiots, Tests and the Summoned Beasts ～Preparation Chapter～==

'''Please fill in the name of the historical person in the blank below.'''

_________ instituted the rakuichi rakuza policy which abolished and prohibited monopolies to stimulate businesses and economy.

'''Himeji Mizuki's answer:'''

"Oda Nobunaga"

'''Teacher's comment:'''
Correct.

'''Shimada Minami's answer:'''

"That fella with the topknot"

'''Teacher's comment:'''

Have you got yourself familiarized with Japan yet? I'm a little worried when I saw your answer.

'''Yoshii Akihisa's answer:'''

"Nobu"

'''Teacher's comment:'''

You're getting a little too familiar with him.

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After we shifted here, onee-chan seemed to be a lot more lethargic.

Is it because she's being bullied at school? Or is it that there's someone she finds irritating?

But then again, every time onee-chan talked about those classmates, it sounded really interesting. Onee-chan also seemed like she really likes them...

If so, why's onee-chan so lethargic?

Is it because of school work? Onee-chan did say before the she has some difficulty.

I hope the onee-chan can recover soon.

It's going to be onee-chan's birthday, would onee-chan be motivated if I give her a huge plushie? Onee-chan always loved dolls after all.

Mm, let's do that! I'll buy a big big Noi doll for onee-chan to cheer her up!

...I wonder if I have enough pocket money?

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"EVERYONE FREEZE! PUT YOUR BAGS ON THE TABLE AND LET ME SEE WHAT YOU BROUGHT TO SCHOOL!"

Just right after morning self-study period started, the homeroom teacher in charge of our class, Iron—I'll try that again, Nishimura-sensei, who's in charge of our class, suddenly declared this without warning.

Argh! Not good! I brought nothing that's related to attending lessons at all!

—Should I carry my bag and run away at the fastest speed I can?

For that moment, that idea appeared in my mind.

"Let me tell you beforehand, don't ever think of running away!"

It's a difficult task to run away from this homeroom teacher. Besides, this guy's a brawny teacher with the moniker 'ironman'. No matter how we try to run, he'll use this body that's trained for an 'Ironman' triathlon to pursue us relentlessly.

"Alright, I'm going to start checking. If there's anything unrelated to attending lessons, I will confiscate them without leaving anything."

Starting from the first row near the corridor, Ironman startst to check the contents of all the bags one by one and confiscate the poker cards and magazines that each person brought.

"Sakamoto, let me see what's inside your pocket."

Among us, one of the students has not only his bag, even his pockets are to be checked.

"...Damn it."

Sakamoto Yuuji makes a sound in agony—he's my best worst friend.

However, he still obediently rummages through his pocket and pulls out an MP3.

"As expected. I'll be confiscating this."

After saying this, Ironman puts Yuuji's MP3 into his confiscation pouch. Yuuji, who never expected his pocket to be search through, glares at Ironman defiantly.

(This is a disaster, isn't it, Yuuji?)

I whispered to Yuuji's ear.

(Really a disaster. Would they normally check pockets? I'm the only one who got my pockets checked!)

(Can't be helped. Who asked Yuuji to be such a bad person?)

(...Go to hell!)

Looking closely, it seems like Ironman's method of checking will change according to the student. He'll only ask the well-behaved students to open their bags and briefly look through their bags once. But for the ill-behaved students, he'll check thoroughly, even including the inside bags of the bag.

"You're next, Yoshii Akihisa."

"Ah, yes."

Ironman arrives in front of me. Even though I don't think that he'll ask me to rummage through my pockets like Yuuji—

"Take off your uniform first, and change into your P.E. attire."

"Eh? Aren't you being too wary?"

This level of trust far exceeds what I imagined.

"Well...Nishimura-sensei, for me to change in front of the girls, it's a bit..."

"That won't do. you may be hiding some prohibited item in your trousers, so take them out."

"How can you do this! Even if it's me, I can't possibly go to that extent! You should at least trust me—"

Just as I agitatedly approached sensei, 'CLACK!', something seemed to drop out from the leg of my trousers.

"Oi, Akihisa, your NDS dropped out."

I received the handheld gaming console that Yuuji nicely helped me picked up, and after saying thanks, I again face sensei.

"Sensei, believe in me, will you?"

"Forget about wearing P.E. attire."

How, how is this possible! He's actually even more wary now!

"You actually brought gaming consoles, manga, light novels, DVD...what one earth are you treating school as?"

My precious stuff are confiscated away, one by one. Speaking of which, why did he do a spot-check when I brought so many things out? The value of those confiscated items may total up to be tens of thousands yen.

"Are these all? I said before, the school is a place for you to learn knowledge, you are not allowed to bring anything unrelated to school."

After searching, Ironman carried the confiscated items back to the podium. I won't be able to see my precious again...

"Alright, since you people brought all these along, morning self-study will be cancelled. The first lesson will be 'summoning practical', all students are to immediately rush over to the gym."

After saying this, Ironman carries all the confiscated items and leaves the classroom.

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"—Summon!"

Hearing the summoning call echo throughout the gym, I say to Yuuji, who's beside me.

"...It's only early morning and we're already so unlucky."

"Yeah, that MP3 I bought last month actually got confiscated, damn it."

"Wah, that's not too long ago."

"That one was expensive, you know!"

Yuuji's wild looking face shrivels with sadness as he continues to complain. I can understand~~this feeling."

"Akihisa, you got your handheld games confiscated as well, right? There's quite a few of them."

"Mm...the total value should be over 30,000 yen."

Handheld games, game software, DVDs and CDs; totaling up the value of all the confiscated items, the number 1 this time should be either me or Muttsulini. How unlucky..."

"Next, Himeji Mizuki, please step forward."

"Ye, yes."

"Oh, it's Himeji now? Rare for her to wear a P.E. attire. Muttsulini, is it really alright not to take photos of her?"

"...My camera got confiscated."

"I see, quite the pity. We're in different classes, so it's rare to see Himeji-san in a P.E. attire."

"There's only this one summoning practical."

"...(Lowers head dejectedly)."

Muttsulini's so depressed that he can't even lift his head up. Sigh, this can't be helped anyway.

Silky and smooth long hair, and cute and innocent look, an ample chest that seems to be self-aware and supports the uniform; Even if it's not Muttsulini, any guy will want to take a photo of her pretty figure; I know that I definitely want to.

"Is, is this how you do it? Summon!"

Himeji-san doesn't really seem confident as she mutters. A geometrical magic array appears beside her feet, and Himeji-san's summoned beast appears in front of everyone.

"As expect of Himeji, her summoned beast sure looks impressive..."

"Yeah, and cute too."

Himeji-san's summoned beast looks really cute. Since a summoned beast is basically formed from the caster's appearance, and since the caster's already so cute looking, there's no need to emphasize it further.

But speaking of which, what makes her summoned beast so impressive—

"Most likely, nobody else will be able to wield such a terrifyingly huge sword."

"Yeah, only Himeji-san is able to do that."

Her summoned beast is wielding a Western longsword that's several times longer than her height, and she's lifting it effortlessly. Anyone can tell that this summoned beast isn't to be underestimated.

Class C, Himeji Mizuki, Combined subjects 3943 points.

Vs

Class C, Furukawa Ayumi, Combined subjects 1264 points.

The reference points appear in front of us. These are the results of the previous mid-term exams.

"I see, so that's why she's so strong."

"It's almost 4000 points. Himeji-san sure is smart."

Mmm...holed up in a corner, we continue to nod our heads away.

The strength of a summoned beast is equivalent to the points that the owner gets. Since the test summoning system totals up the marks, basically, the higher amount of points a person gets, the stronger the summoned beast will be.

"Speaking of which, don't Akihisa and Himeji know each other?"

"Mm~ she was my grade school classmate...but we haven't spoken to each other for years. She should have forgotten about me, right?"

We're in different classes right now, separated for a long time. If there's a chance, I'll definitely want to talk to her, but there's no real chance for me to talk to any girl from another class. If I'm to go to her class and immediately say "Himeji-san, I got something to say to you", this will look like a confession no matter what.

"I see, you'll most likely be streamed into different classes next year. I can you can be erased from Hiemji's memory."

"Next year? Are you talking about the streaming exam?"

"Yeah, you definitely won't be able to be in the same class as her anyway."

"Now that you mentioned it, that's right..."

After we entered school, we were streamed into different classes like other schools. But next year, things will be different. We'll be sorted according to our grades. Though Himeji-san is in class C, when we become second-years, she'll definitely be sorted into class A with those top grades of hers. If so, me and Yuuji will definitely be unable to be classmates with her since we're just straddling about in class D anyway.

"I'll be forgotten by her...this sure feels rather lonely..."

"Yeah, there's no benefit for her to remember you anyway."

"How can you say that!"

Just as we're blankly seeing other classes battle it out and talking away—

"Next! Yoshii Akihisa and Shimada Minami!"

Ironman—let me repeat that again, this is the voice of our homeroom teacher, Nishimura-sensei.

Recovering myself, I find that those before me who were waiting to practice their summoning are all back.

"I'm going then."

"Go then. You're a 'punishment inspector' candidate anyway, go learn how to control a summoned beast properly."

"...I say, I'm different from you Yuuji. I'm not some problematic kid!"

I rolled my eyes back at Yuuji. Really, what about being a 'punishment inspector'? That's really rude. Aren't they saying that I'm a problematic student? Why is he calling me this when it's basically the equivalent of being an idiot?

"Hurry up, Yoshii!!"

"Alright~"

Hearing Ironman roar at me, I hastily increase my pace.

Paying attention, the training partner has already finished her summoning.

"..."

The person stares at the summoned beast in front of her in shock. This girl with an energetic-looking ponytail and attractive long legs is my classmate, Shimada-san. At this moment, she reveals a slight melancholic look that doesn't fit her. What happened? Why's she looking so depressed and lethargic? Is her summoned beast even weak and useless than what she thought would be?"

"What's wrong, Shimada-san? Are you shocked that your summoned beast is so weak?"

After saying this, I see that she seems to be healed by my gentleness. The grey clouds above her are gone, now replaced with a look of delight.

"Ah, so Yoshii's the opponent. How delightful."

Shimada-san slightly blushes. Seeing her so happy, I felt happy as well—oh my, to reveal her feelings to me in front of everyone like this, this kid's really troublesome."

"Because it's great to beat up Yoshii."

...This kid's really troublesome!

"Shimada-san, the target's the summoned beast, not us."

I'm a little worried, so I confirmed the rules with her again. This is the summoning practical that's meant for the summoning battles next year, so no matter what, this should be a battle between summoned beasts.

"You're right, we won't be fighting each other."

Shimada-san immediately nodded her head in agreement. Great, seems like she understood.

"Since I'll be the one dishing out the beatdown anyway."

SEEMS LIKE SHE DIDN'T UNDERSTAND AT ALL!

"That, sensei, what Shimada-san did just now was an act of violence. If you have the time to check our belongings, you should do something about this case of school violence, right?"

"...Shimada, even if the opponent's Yoshii, violence is bad."

"But sensei..."

No buts. A no is a no, you understand?"

"...Yes."

"Really...so you really understand? If so—"

Ironman suddenly reveals a smirk and says,

"—I'll give you a special discount this time."

"Eh? Aren't those words really weird?"

Am I thinking too much? It seemed like a teacher just allowed a case of school violence!

"I'll do my best!"

"Right, so you must work hard."

"Ah haha, sensei, Shimada-san, you two are really stupid. Do you think that you two can beat me so easily? If so, I'm going to counter and beat you two—I'M SORRY, IT'S MY FAULT, PLEASE FORGIVE ME!!"

It's useless even if I apologised.

Don't tell me...that those cautious words of mine caused this disaster?

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"Ho...ever since morning inspection, it's been one disaster after another today..."

After a day's worth of lessons, it's dismissal time. I'm chatting away with those guys who I usually talk to.

"That's because Akihisa-bro brought so many unnecessary things to school."

Sitting beside me and showing me a smile is Kinoshita Hideyoshi, who's in the same class as me, Yuuji and Muttsulini. It's already weird to hear him speak like an old man, and he has a beauty's face on him. He really likes to make comments. Even so, I do feel that he's the most normal person after me, since the other two are so abnormal that words can't describe them.

"Speaking of which, Hideyoshi didn't get anything confiscated, right?

"Of course I did, I got some costumes and props confiscated from me. Even though I told sensei that it's for the drama club, they still got confiscated either way."

The school has already provided some props and costumes for Hideyoshi, so Hideyoshi himself doesn't need to bring them. If so, these are unnecessary things. However—

"There's no need to confiscate them all anyway, he could have given us some leeway. Who expected Ironman's brain to be so hard."

"...(Nods head forcefully)."

"His brain's definitely filled with lead."

Muttsulini and Yuuji seem to agree with me. This can't be helped, since they got quite a few things confiscated as well.

And I actually thought that 'we're just having summoning practical today, so there're no lessons; should be rather relaxing today."

It was supposed to be relaxing, but I guess it's better to have lessons without the search.

"Summoning practical..."

Hearing my little grumbling, Yuuji muttered to himself.

"Eh? What's wrong, Yuuji?"

"Nothing. It's just that I remembered that we have to take part in summoning war next year."

For some reason, he sure seemed happy when he said this.

Speaking of summoning war, well, it's about having a summoning battle between classes with the class facilities on the line. If we can move onto second year without any mishaps, we'll have this summoning war system on us.

"But why must we have this summoning war system? If we want to differentiate the scores clearly, can't we just stick grades onto everyone?"

"Well, most likely, they prefer a summoning war to tests since it can motivate students, right? As a class, the students will work hard to not drag their classmates down."

"I see. So they intend to make us work together and improve our grades without breaking us, right?"

"Yeah, this allows the school to do what they want the most, and that's 'to groom students who can showcase their real potential in society'."

"Oh~ Is that so?"

Just as the four of them were chatting away.

"Ah...really, that Yoshii actually left the cleaning work to me. Where did he go off to?"

A certain student can be heard shouting on the corridor. Is that Shimada-san?

"What the heck, Akihisa. You're in charge of cleaning today?"

"Mm, but I left the cleaning work to Shimada-san and ran off first."

"Hmm, according to how I see it, you two have quite the relationship."

"...(Nods head forcefully)."

"Ah haha, it's not what you think it is."

"Really. Once I catch him, I'll tie his limbs up and throw him down the 3rd level!"

That's a highly difficult stunt even a stuntman will be afraid of.

"Sorry, I don't think I can protect my own life any longer. I'll be leaving now!"

Without saying anything else, I grabbed my bag and dashed out of the corridor. I love my life.

"Ah, Yoshii! So you're hiding here! Hold it right there!"

"I'm not going to wait! You're going to kill me, right?"

"I'm not angry at all. Just hold on, will you!?"

That's definitely a lie.

"These two really have rather good feelings."

"...(Nods head forcefully)."

She said that she's not angry, but she's holding onto a rope for some reason.

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"Hoo...that was scary~"

It's been past 30 minutes since I came running out of school, and before I knew it, I'm on a shopping street.

"Well. I don't intend to buy anything, so I guess I'll go back home—hm?"

Just as I intended to head home, I saw a familiar figure walk into a shop. Isn't that Himeji-san?

"I guess it's somewhat of a fate for us to meet here. Should I be courageous and call her..."

Though we did study in the same class during elementary school, we were separated into different classes during middle school. Before I knew it, Himeji-san seemed so distant from me. To see her in front of me after so many years, I really want to talk to her—the reason why I feel this way is most likely because of Yuuji's words 'She'll erase you from her memory anyway'.

In order to turn my thoughts into action, I follow Himeji-san closely as I walked into the shop...only to find that there're so many dolls here, it's unbelievable. Seems like this is a doll shop that a girl will love the most—what the heck, this shop's basically a doll shop!

"Well, let's go back. This shop really doesn't suit me."

I immediately hasten my pace and walk towards the exit. Anyway, the most important thing right now is to leave this place.

"This is Hazuki's only request of this lifetime. Please, uncle!"

"Even if you say that, I have to do business, you know..."

The moment I reached the exit, I suddenly heard this conversation. It seemed like a girl's standing at the counter and telling the cashier something. She seems rather insistent on this. What's going on?

I felt a bit mindful, so I turn my head to where the voice came from. As I expected, it's a cashier uncle and a girl who looks like she's in elementary school.

"I want to get that big Noi doll no matter what. Please, I beg you!"

"Even if you ask me like this...we're doing business. Wouldn't it be unfair to the other customers if I give you a little discount? We shopkeepers do have to treat all customers equally."

"Even so, please!"

"Uuu...really can't handle you..."

The cashier uncle looked rather troubled as he said this and scratches his face. The girl however continued to beg earnestly. Seeing such a small girl beg like this, I'll be seen as really cruel if I'm to walk away like this...

"Hey, little girl, why do you want this doll?"

I know that I'm too nosey, but I still ended up getting involved.

Now that a 3rd party has suddenly appeared, the little girl and the uncle revealed a surprised look on their faces.

"Be, because onee-chan didn't look too good recently. I wanted to buy the doll that she always wanted to hopefully motivate her..."

"Not looking good?"

"Most likely, because she just came back from Germany and couldn't understand Japanese well!

Shifted houses...even if it's within Japanese land, anyone will feel lonely when the friends and environment changes, let alone coming back to Japan.

"Even then, onee-chan took over mommy and daddy and did all the housework like sweeping and washing clothes nicely, and often play together with Hazuki..."

Seemed like it hit her sore spot as Hazuki-chan's wide eyes start to tear up.

"Waa! Don, don't cry! Nii-san will help you out here!"

"...Really?"

"Mm, really."

"...Thank you, onii-chan!"

Wiping away the tears, Hazuki-chan reveals a delightful smile.

"Speaking of which, how much does this doll cost?"

The doll in Hazuki-chan's arms is about 1m tall. If I make a rough estimate, I don't think 5,000 yen's going to be enough.

"Including tax, it'll be a total of 24,800 yen."

"Sorry, nii-san already tried, but he can't do it."

"Onii-chan?"

Hazuki-chan looks rather sad.

Argh! Didn't expect one to be that expensive. Under these conditions, the declaration of surrender came out of my mouth without thinking through.

"Then how much does Hazuki-chan has?"

"I only have 10,000yen..."

So we're missing 15,000. Including my entire fortune, there's only 11,699 yen. We can't even hitting the price of 24,800 yen! The most we can pay is half.

"Excuse me, can you sell this doll to us at 11,699 yen?"

"Eh, I just said before that that we're doing a business here..."

The reply's still the same.

"Onii-chan, this isn't any different from before."

Hazuki-chan whispered to my ear.

She's right. Up till now, I've been doing the same thing as what Hazuki-chan's been doing. However, things will be different from now on. I'm not an elementary school student; let's show her how an adult (high school student) does things!

"We have only 11,699 yen in total, that's about half the price of the doll, right?"

"Ya. That's still not quite enough."

"Hazuki-chan wants this doll, and uncle wants to sell this to her, but you're unwilling to sell it to her at half price. If so, I have a great idea!"

"Hm? What is it?"

"We can rip the doll in half and sell the right side to—eh? What? Why are you two seeing me as an idiot?"

"...Are you really a high school student?"

"...Onii-chan's an idiot!"

I, I actually got called stupid by an elementary school kid!

"I can't give you a discount, but I can guarantee that I won't sell this doll away for the time being. You can go back to discuss with your parents first."

Making this conclusion, the uncle ended the conversation just like this.

"Can't you ask your parents to buy it for you, Hazuki-chan?"

Having walked out of the shop, we came to the park to discuss our plans.

"Mommy and daddy aren't normally at home...so they would leave the money to one-chan. If I want to buy something, onee-chan will definitely ask for a reason..."

"I see, uu~"

Wanting to do something for her beloved older sister—Hazuki-chan's heart's ever so glamorous, it's way different from my family who sent me to Fumitzuki Gakuen on the excuse of 'not wanting to waste school fees'. I must help Hazuki-chan in order to prevent her from losing this intimacy with her family.

But speaking of which, what should I do? It'll be good if I have some more money, but my money's about to be used it...

"Oh ya! Hazuki can get money if she sells her manga to a second-hand shop, right?"

Hazuki-chan thought of this brilliant plan as her eyes sparkle. It's true that we can get money just like this, but I think that she can't get so much anyway. Of course, it's a different case altogether if I have those handheld games that were confiscated this morning—

"Hm? Oh ya, there's this plan after all!"

"...Onii-chan, have you thought of something?"

"I can't possibly get it back it my hands anyway. If I'm successful, we may be able to get enough money to buy the doll..."

Though I don't think it can work...mm! It's still worth a try though.

"Okay! Hazuki-chan, can you come back to the park tomorrow?"

"Y, yes. I can come over..."

"Then we'll meet here tomorrow. It's getting dark now, let's go home."

I waved my hands and said goodbye to Hazuki-chan. Anyway, I got to discuss it with Yuuji and the rest tomorrow.

"Ah, mm, bye bye..."

Speaking of which, did Himeji-san really enter that shop?

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"So you want to take back those confiscated items?"

The next morning, in the same classroom, I talked to the trio as per usual.

"I do feel that it's a pity to leave those things that got confiscated yesterday, but..."

"Uu~mm...ya, but the opponent's that Ironman. We may be designated as 'Punishment Inspectors' if we're not careful..."

Yuuji and Hideyoshi lower their chin and ponder. Seems like they don't intend to help me. This is bad, looks like I have to deal with this on my own.

"...I approve of Akihisa's proposal."

"Eh? Muttsulini? You're willing to help me?"

"...(Nods head forcefully)."

Great! Now at least I have someone who specializes in stealth helping me out.

"...Never mind, let's give it a go."

"Ah? So Yuuji's okay with it?"

"Yeah. I just bought that MP3 recently, and I accumulated quite a debt to Ironman, so let's settle this once and for all."

Yuuji smirked. What an enthusiastic bad guy's face.

"If so, I'll help out as well. If I can get back those things, I don't want to give up as well."

In the end, even Hideyoshi nodded his head, and everyone decided to take part in this. As expected of the group problematic first-years.

"Right now, the most important thing is to investigate where our targets are."

"That's right. If we don't even know where Ironman hid those confiscated items, we can't possibly get them back even if we want to."

The confiscated items may have ended up being abandoned, but they were just confiscated yesterday, so Ironman should still have them with him.

"That's the case. Akihisa, remove the silence function of the phone."

"Eh? Why?"

"Don't ask too much, just do it. You want those confiscated items back, right?"

"...I'm not really sure what's going on, but I just need to remove the silence function, right?"

"That's right."

The phone can't possibly ring during lesson time, there shouldn't be any problems, right? Let's just follow what Yuuji told me to do.

I pull my handphone out from my pocket and took it out of silent mode.

"Oi, you people better hurry up and sit down. I'm going to start taking attendance."

Seeing our homeroom teacher Ironman walk into the classroom, I immediately slip the handphone back into my pocket.

"Alright, let's begin."

Thus, our battle for the confiscated items officially begins now.

"Shimada."

"Here."

"Shimizu."

"Here."

At the usual time of taking attendance, Ironman's coarse voice echoes clearly throughout the classroom.

"Yamaguchi."

"Here."

"Watanabe."

"Here."

—Beep beep beep.

Suddenly, a beep interrupted the class while attendance is taken. Whose phone is it? Really, do think that we have such a stupid person in class. The phone will definitely get confiscated when it rings in class.

"...Yoshii, hand over your phone."

"...Yes."

The problem is, this stupid person was me.

Damn it! Why must it ring at this moment!? Who called me!?

<<Missed call: Sakamoto Yuuji>>

"Yu, Yuuji, you betrayed me!"

"I'll consficate the handphone then."

"Ahh! Handphone! MY HANDPHONE!"

My handphone got taken away by Ironman mercilessly.

"Very good. Nobody's came late nor skipped classes. I hope that all students will continue to keep this up."

After taking the attendance, Ironman moves his heavy feet out of the classroom—together with my handphone.

"Very good. Part 1 of the plan is complete."

"Yuuji! What sort of grudge do you have against me! Now my handphone got confiscated by Ironman all because of you!"

"This is a bait meant to fish out where our targets are. We just need to take them back."

"Eh? Bait?"

"That's right. I deliberately allowed Ironman to confiscate your handphone in order to find out where Ironman hid those items."

"Why didn't you tell me in the first place..."

And if possible, I hope that you can use your handphone as bait.

"...I'm back."

"WAHH!"

Suddenly talking right behind me. You scared me~

"Oh, Muttsulini came back already. How was it?"

"...Those confiscated items are placed in the staff storage cupboard."

"As expected of Muttsulini, erasing your own presence to tail people, that truly is your specialty. I'm impressed."

Seems like Muttsulini went to tail Ironman and investigate where my handphone was hidden. If it's tailing others without attracting attention, Yuuji can't do it, and Hideyoshi doesn't have the skills.

"...But the cupboard's locked."

"Okay. So where's the key?"

"...In the rear left pocket of Ironman's pants."

"I see. If so, we have to snatch the key from him."

"Ya, but how are we going to do that?"

"No problems. I got a good idea. We'll take action during cleaning time."

Anyway, let's attend lessons and wait for school dismissal.

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It's finally dismissal time.

"So, what plan do you have?"

As I tried to sneak out yesterday, I was punished to sweep the entire corridor alone. Thus, I'm discussing the plan with Yuuji and the rest while twisting the mop around. These damned guys don't have any intentions of helping out in the first place.

"We'll be using that."

Yuuji lifts his chin and points.

"A pail? What are we going to do with that?"

"We're going to use that to splash water on Ironman and make him take off his clothes."

I see. If so, we can then take his clothes away and take the key to the cupboard,

"Mm hm~ this method is simple and easy to succeed."

Hideyoshi's right. We can't possibly fail. Basically, there's only the last problem to this plan, and that is—whoever going to splash the water on Ironman will get pursued by him to the ends of the Earth.

"There's only one problem in this plan, and that's the one who's going to splash the water, 'Akihisa' will get pursued by him to the ends of the Earth."

Hold on! Is it decided that I'll be the one in charge of doing this?

"However, that's not really a huge problem."

THAT'S A HUGE PROBLEM TO ME!

"Oi, isn't that too strange? Let's settle this with rock paper scissors!"

"Ooh, look! Me and our target's already here."

"Very good. You got to do your best, Akihisa!"

"...Do your best."

"Eh? Hold on!"

The trio already wordlessly retreated back in the shortest time possible.

Ironman has already climbed up the stairs. If so, I can only do this!

My eyes have already captured the target, and the relative speed was estimated. The prepared weapon's in my hand, everything's okay—time to attack!

"WAAHH! I SLIPPED!"

Dragging the mop, I deliberately fell forward by letting my feet stagger and aim the pail at Ironman, who's on the stairs. GET WET!

"GUAH!"

How, how is it possible! As expected of Ironman! To be able to suddenly react in the blink of an eye and dodge the splash thanks to his superhuman senses! However—

"WHERE ARE YOU ESCAPING TO!?"

I drag the mop in my hand to where Ironman dodged to. I won't admit defeat so easily!

Phoosh, Clak cak cak.

The water from the pail drenched Ironman, and the pail rolls asie. Mission accomplished.

I pick up the pail and mop that I threw out as I remain mindful not to step on the puddle of water, saying to a stunned Ironman "Sorry, I slipped—AHH, sensei! An encyclopaedia isn't to be used as a weapon!"

"I thought I just heard you say 'Where are you escaping to', didn't I?"

"That's just a hallucination."

"Stop trying to lie to me with such a serious look on your face. Get ready to die!"

"Sen, sensei, please don't use the edge of the encyclopaedia!"

Where are you guys now! Come save me! I'll definitely be beaten down by Ironman into a panda if this keeps up!

"Ahh, Akihisa, you really ended up doing it."

Yuuji and the rest appeared out of nowhere. Anyway, I'm saved~

"I told you so many times 'not to splash water onto sensei'..."

"Ow, OWW! SENSEI! I SAID THAT I DIDN'T DO IT ON PURPOSE ALREADY!"

They, they didn't help out at all! These damned guys! Are they intending to sit around and watch?

"Sensei, punish Akihisa later. I guess you better change your clothes. If you don't mind, I'll lend my P.E. attire to you."

"That's right. Sorry, then lend me that. Yoshii, stay behind and scrub the floor clean!"

Leaving these words behind, Ironman, who was drenched by me, head off to the classroom with Yuuji and the rest to change clothes.

"...So unfortunate."

Anyway, I remained behind to clean the floor up. Besides, I have the cleaning tools in my hand.

Just as I'm working hard to wipe the water off the floor, Hideyoshi walks out of the classroom and moves towards me.

"I got the key, Akihisa."

"Really? Then we just need to enter the staffroom and get back the confiscated items."

"Umm, let's hurry up before Ironman realizes it."

"Got it!"

After letting the mop lean against the wall, Hideyoshi and I quickly head towards the staffroom.

"I'm going in then."

I took the cupboard key from Hideyoshi's hands and reach my hand out for the door.

"There's no problem, right?"

"No need to worry. I'll try my best to walk into the staffroom without raising too much attention and get those things back."

I should be just an ordinary student to every teacher, except for Ironman. I should be more suited for this role as compared to Hideyoshi, who has the look of a beauty.

"Really? Then I'll just wait here for your good news."

"Mm, I'm going in then~ 'cuse me~"

I open the staffroom door slightly. No problem, I'm not some irritating guy.

"Yoshii? Hurry up and get over here!"

"Why!? Why am I noticed so soon after entering the room!?"

I got caught by the Ancient Literature teacher immediately after entering the room. Why?

"I want to hear what excuse you have regarding the essay 'translate the Tsurezuregusa[http://www.baka-tsuki.net/project/index.php?title=Baka_to_Tesuto_to_Syokanju:Volume3.5_Translation_Notes_and_References#] into Modern Language'!"

"Ah, I did hand in my homework properly."

"I'm asking why did you turn the Tsurezuregusa into a rap!?"

"Eh? But sensei wanted it to be translated into the modern language, and speaking of modern Japanese, isn't it—"

"Ah, Yoshii-kun, remember to come over here after you're done there."

"Yoshii, that Chemistry report you handed in was too ridiculous! Come over and explain it to me later."

Unknowingly, I got surrounded by several teachers. Well, if this is the case, forget about completing the plan, I'll be hounded by these teachers till night! Got to find a way to get away from them!

"Excuse me..."

Just as I'm pondering on what to do, someone else entered the staffroom. Hm? Isn't that Hideyoshi?

"Ooh, isn't that Kinoshita? What's wrong?"

"I, I suddenly...don't feel too good...but the health teacher isn't...in..."

Hideyoshi cupped his mouth. He really doesn't look too good. Is he sick?

"Hideyoshi, are you—"

I frantically rushed towards him. At this moment, he suddenly blinked at me. I see, so he's acting! As expected of someone from the drama club, I nearly got fooled.

"Sorry, but can I rest here—"

Before finishing, Hideyoshi collapsed onto the floor.

"Ki, Kinoshita! Are you alright?"

"Anyway, let's take him to the sickbay!"

"You, you're right! Sensei, please carry his legs!"

A few teachers start to create quite the ruckus. After that, everyone in the staffroom left to accompany Hideyoshi to the sick bay. Brilliantly done, Hideyoshi!

"Let's use this opportunity to get back those confiscated items. Let me see, Ironman...no wait, it's Nishimura. Nishimura's..."

I checked the nametag on the cupboards which are according to order. Oh, found it. It's this one.

"...Speaking of which, I somehow imagined that bugs will crawl out of Ironman's cupboard."

Though I'm a bit fearful, I have no time to hesitate. I pull out the key Hideyoshi handed to me and pull the door handle down, opening the metal cupboard effortlessly.

"Oh, it's unexpectedly clean..."

The cupboard's arranged rather neatly, and the bag of confiscated goods are placed in an obvious place.

"Let's get out of here before someone notices—hm?"

Just as I was about to lock the cupboard up and run away, I noticed a pile of old books tied up in raffia strings. Should be meant for throwing away.

"Uu~hm...since he's going to throw it, I might as well take it. Maybe I can get some money as well."

After grabbing the books with both hands, I immediately dashed out of the staffroom.

"Okay! At least we achieved our goal!"

After what happened just now, I brought the spoils—the bag of confiscated items back to Yuuji, only taking away my own stuff and the pile of old books. I then took them over to a second-hand shop to exchange these spoils for cash.

My handheld games and gaming software garnered a price lower than what I expected, while that pile of books got quite the price; what a nice mistake in estimation. I really got to thank Ironman for this.

"Let me see, is that girl here~"

"Ah! Onii-chan! You're here!"

Hazuki-chan immediately came running over to me the moment I approached the park. She really looked like a cute puppy, and that even warms my heart. Maybe it's because I'm often surrounded by idiots, Ironman and a violent girl...

"Mm, because we arranged to meet each other. Oh yeah, where did you get that doll from?"

Looking closely, Hazuki-chan's hugging something similar to the Noi doll that she wanted to buy (is that what it's called?). It looks as if it was sewn by hand.

"There was a pretty onee-chan who came over and said to me 'If that onii-chan couldn't succeed, then give this to your sister!' and handed it over to me!"

"?"

"And she also said 'If that onii-chan managed to buy the doll, i'll give this doll to you.'."

The kid's lack of order in her speech confused me.

Erm, let me straighten Hazuki-chan's words out—

—A pretty onee-chan came to Hazuki-chan today.

—And then, she handed this handmade doll over to Hazuki-chan

—This pretty onee-chan even said that if I couldn't do it, she'll give this doll to Hazuki-chan's sister as a gift.

—But if I succeeded, this doll will go to Hazuki-chan.

—So that's how it is.

"Mmm, is that so? Then this doll will go to hazuki-chan."

"Eh? Really?"

"Yeah. And this doll will go to Hazuki-chan's sister."

I hand over the large doll in my hand over to Hazuki-chan. It should be tough for her petite body to carry such a large doll, but she still received it delightedly.

"This is great! Thank you, onii-chan!"

"No problems. It'll be great if your sister can cheer up."

I patted her head. Hazuki-chan seems to enjoy it as she slowly closes her eyes.

"Uu~ Ah, that's right! Onii-chan, can you lend me your ear?"

"Eh? What is it? Are you going to say a secret to me or something?"

"Don't ask, just lend me your ear."

Is she about to thank me? I'm really touched. One can't become a proper adult if the person can't even say 'thank you' or 'sorry'.

"Okay, what is it?"

I bent over to match her height, but unexpectedly—

"Thank you, onii-chan♪"

Whoosh! A cute sensation passes my face. Eh? This...don't tell me this is...

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"Wha, wha, wha..."

"Onii-chan may be an idiot, but he's so gentle! Hazuki-chan loves you! When I grow up, I'll let you become my husband!"

Without waiting for me to reply, Hazuki-chan skips out of the park.

Re, recently, these elementary school students are...

I touched my face with my hand, seemingly wanting to wipe away the soft sensation that's left on the face. Even without looking at the mirror, I know my face is red. How, how embarrassing...she's just an elementary school kid...

"Hoo...time for me to go back as well..."

After lifting my bag up and slinging it over my back, I head off towards the exit of the park. While exiting, I see a familiar figure yesterday. That person is—

"Excuse me...are you Himeji-san?"

"Ah, yes, what is it—YO, YOSHII-KUN!"

So it's Himeji-san. It sure is hard to find another pretty girl. I can't possibly be mistaken.

"Sorry, I seemed to have scared you."

"No, no worries. I was just dazed..."

Our conversation got interrupted just like that. This, this is really awkward...what should I say to a friend who I haven't met for a long time?

"Erm, that...it's really a coincidence that we met here. Did you just finish class? But you look rather tired here, are you?"

"Yes,because I stayed up all night..."

"Hei~so Himeji-san would also stay up."

The impression she gives is that she lives her life normally, but it's unexpected that she would stay up.

"That's not it, I just stayed up last night, because I got something I have to do no matter what..."

She inadvertently yawned as she continued to talk. Himeji-san sure is cute when she lets out some tears due to sleepiness.

"Then, I'll be going off in this direction, goodbye."

"Ah, mm, byebye."

I waved my hand to Himeji-san, who bowed to me courteously.

While walking home, I just realized—oh ya, why did Himeji-san appear in such a place?

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"...There was a case of theft in the staffroom room."

The next morning, during self-study period, Ironman suddenly mentioned this. He's definitely referring to the bag of confiscated items that we got yesterday.

"Such a tragedy worth being angry over, don't you think so, Yoshii?"

He actually threw this question at me. As expected of Ironman, he must have realized that I was the perpetrator, but who will follow you obediently?

"Yeah, sure is worth sighing over."

I naturally replied with these few words. No problems, I got everything under control.

"Really? Speaking of which, that culprit even took sensei's books."

Hm? Books? Is he referring to that bundle of books? Wasn't he going to throw them away?

"And that culprit actually had the guts to use his own identity to sell my books to a second-hand shop."

"Is that so, he sure has guts."

"Yeah, hahahaha!"

"Ahhahaha..."

Ironman and I started laughing with all enthusiasm. Really, we're laughing with all sorts of happiness—at least it looked that way if not for those eyes.

"YOSHII! GET READY TO DIE!!!"

"So, sorry! Who knew that it was sensei's collection, I didn't—"

"Are you saying that you didn't even think of it?"

"No, I did think about it, but then I thought 'since its Ironman's, it doesn't matter~'! OW! OUCH! SENSEI! MY SKULLCAP GOT SMASHED IN BY YOU!"

"So you idiot has the highest suspicion. Looks like I have to be even more careful and watch you."

"Sensei! I'm feeling that I've been watched by you all this time, there's no way for you to watch me further!"

"No, there still is, right? I got a really precious title of honor that's suitable for you—"

"Eh, this is..."

"Everyone at the staff meeting this morning have all agreed, so accept this. This is a present that sensei's handing you."

From who knows when, Ironman suddenly has a piece of paper in his hand. This plain white paper has only a single line on it.

—Yoshii Akihisa.

The above mentioned has been designed as the 'Punishment Inspector' of Fumitzuki Gakuen.

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"Onee-chan!"

Hm? Hazuki, what's up?"

"Well, this is for onee-chan!"

"Eh? Isn't this the Noi doll that I always wanted? How did you..."

"Because onee-chan looked so lethargic. Hazuki prepared it for onee-chan to cheer onee-chan up!"

"Hazuki...really, you...thank you, onee-chan's really happy!"

"Schoolwork may be tough, but you must work hard, Minami nee-chan!"

"Hm, I'll do my best! I'll feel like I lost if I continue to mess around like this. And also..."

"And also what?"

"I'm mindful of someone in school."

"Eh? Onee-chan's mindful of someone? Who is it? How is that person like?"

"Well~as repayment of the Noi doll, I'll only say this to Hazuki. That person is in the same class as me, and he's one huge idiot~"

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Baka to Tesuto to Syokanju:Volume3.5 Baka to Tesuto to Syokanju ～Preparation Chapter～

2011-06-14T05:15:42Z

HonouRyuu:

==Idiots, Tests and the Summoned Beasts ～Preparation Chapter～==

'''Please fill in the name of the historical person in the blank below.'''

_________ instituted the rakuichi rakuza policy which abolished and prohibited monopolies to stimulate business and economic growth.

'''Himeji Mizuki's answer:'''

"Oda Nobunaga"

'''Teacher's comment:'''
Correct.

'''Shimada Minami's answer:'''

"That fella with the topknot"

'''Teacher's comment:'''

Have you got yourself familiarized with Japan yet? I'm a little worried when I saw your answer.

'''Yoshii Akihisa's answer:'''

"Nobu"

'''Teacher's comment:'''

You're getting a little too familiar with him.

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After we shifted here, onee-chan seemed to be a lot more lethargic.

Is it because she's being bullied at school? Or is it that there's someone she finds irritating?

But then again, every time onee-chan talked about those classmates, it sounded really interesting. Onee-chan also seemed like she really likes them...

If so, why's onee-chan so lethargic?

Is it because of school work? Onee-chan did say before the she has some difficulty.

I hope the onee-chan can recover soon.

It's going to be onee-chan's birthday, would onee-chan be motivated if I give her a huge plushie? Onee-chan always loved dolls after all.

Mm, let's do that! I'll buy a big big Noi doll for onee-chan to cheer her up!

...I wonder if I have enough pocket money?

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"EVERYONE FREEZE! PUT YOUR BAGS ON THE TABLE AND LET ME SEE WHAT YOU BROUGHT TO SCHOOL!"

Just right after morning self-study period started, the homeroom teacher in charge of our class, Iron—I'll try that again, Nishimura-sensei, who's in charge of our class, suddenly declared this without warning.

Argh! Not good! I brought nothing that's related to attending lessons at all!

—Should I carry my bag and run away at the fastest speed I can?

For that moment, that idea appeared in my mind.

"Let me tell you beforehand, don't ever think of running away!"

It's a difficult task to run away from this homeroom teacher. Besides, this guy's a brawny teacher with the moniker 'ironman'. No matter how we try to run, he'll use this body that's trained for an 'Ironman' triathlon to pursue us relentlessly.

"Alright, I'm going to start checking. If there's anything unrelated to attending lessons, I will confiscate them without leaving anything."

Starting from the first row near the corridor, Ironman startst to check the contents of all the bags one by one and confiscate the poker cards and magazines that each person brought.

"Sakamoto, let me see what's inside your pocket."

Among us, one of the students has not only his bag, even his pockets are to be checked.

"...Damn it."

Sakamoto Yuuji makes a sound in agony—he's my best worst friend.

However, he still obediently rummages through his pocket and pulls out an MP3.

"As expected. I'll be confiscating this."

After saying this, Ironman puts Yuuji's MP3 into his confiscation pouch. Yuuji, who never expected his pocket to be search through, glares at Ironman defiantly.

(This is a disaster, isn't it, Yuuji?)

I whispered to Yuuji's ear.

(Really a disaster. Would they normally check pockets? I'm the only one who got my pockets checked!)

(Can't be helped. Who asked Yuuji to be such a bad person?)

(...Go to hell!)

Looking closely, it seems like Ironman's method of checking will change according to the student. He'll only ask the well-behaved students to open their bags and briefly look through their bags once. But for the ill-behaved students, he'll check thoroughly, even including the inside bags of the bag.

"You're next, Yoshii Akihisa."

"Ah, yes."

Ironman arrives in front of me. Even though I don't think that he'll ask me to rummage through my pockets like Yuuji—

"Take off your uniform first, and change into your P.E. attire."

"Eh? Aren't you being too wary?"

This level of trust far exceeds what I imagined.

"Well...Nishimura-sensei, for me to change in front of the girls, it's a bit..."

"That won't do. you may be hiding some prohibited item in your trousers, so take them out."

"How can you do this! Even if it's me, I can't possibly go to that extent! You should at least trust me—"

Just as I agitatedly approached sensei, 'CLACK!', something seemed to drop out from the leg of my trousers.

"Oi, Akihisa, your NDS dropped out."

I received the handheld gaming console that Yuuji nicely helped me picked up, and after saying thanks, I again face sensei.

"Sensei, believe in me, will you?"

"Forget about wearing P.E. attire."

How, how is this possible! He's actually even more wary now!

"You actually brought gaming consoles, manga, light novels, DVD...what one earth are you treating school as?"

My precious stuff are confiscated away, one by one. Speaking of which, why did he do a spot-check when I brought so many things out? The value of those confiscated items may total up to be tens of thousands yen.

"Are these all? I said before, the school is a place for you to learn knowledge, you are not allowed to bring anything unrelated to school."

After searching, Ironman carried the confiscated items back to the podium. I won't be able to see my precious again...

"Alright, since you people brought all these along, morning self-study will be cancelled. The first lesson will be 'summoning practical', all students are to immediately rush over to the gym."

After saying this, Ironman carries all the confiscated items and leaves the classroom.

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"—Summon!"

Hearing the summoning call echo throughout the gym, I say to Yuuji, who's beside me.

"...It's only early morning and we're already so unlucky."

"Yeah, that MP3 I bought last month actually got confiscated, damn it."

"Wah, that's not too long ago."

"That one was expensive, you know!"

Yuuji's wild looking face shrivels with sadness as he continues to complain. I can understand~~this feeling."

"Akihisa, you got your handheld games confiscated as well, right? There's quite a few of them."

"Mm...the total value should be over 30,000 yen."

Handheld games, game software, DVDs and CDs; totaling up the value of all the confiscated items, the number 1 this time should be either me or Muttsulini. How unlucky..."

"Next, Himeji Mizuki, please step forward."

"Ye, yes."

"Oh, it's Himeji now? Rare for her to wear a P.E. attire. Muttsulini, is it really alright not to take photos of her?"

"...My camera got confiscated."

"I see, quite the pity. We're in different classes, so it's rare to see Himeji-san in a P.E. attire."

"There's only this one summoning practical."

"...(Lowers head dejectedly)."

Muttsulini's so depressed that he can't even lift his head up. Sigh, this can't be helped anyway.

Silky and smooth long hair, and cute and innocent look, an ample chest that seems to be self-aware and supports the uniform; Even if it's not Muttsulini, any guy will want to take a photo of her pretty figure; I know that I definitely want to.

"Is, is this how you do it? Summon!"

Himeji-san doesn't really seem confident as she mutters. A geometrical magic array appears beside her feet, and Himeji-san's summoned beast appears in front of everyone.

"As expect of Himeji, her summoned beast sure looks impressive..."

"Yeah, and cute too."

Himeji-san's summoned beast looks really cute. Since a summoned beast is basically formed from the caster's appearance, and since the caster's already so cute looking, there's no need to emphasize it further.

But speaking of which, what makes her summoned beast so impressive—

"Most likely, nobody else will be able to wield such a terrifyingly huge sword."

"Yeah, only Himeji-san is able to do that."

Her summoned beast is wielding a Western longsword that's several times longer than her height, and she's lifting it effortlessly. Anyone can tell that this summoned beast isn't to be underestimated.

Class C, Himeji Mizuki, Combined subjects 3943 points.

Vs

Class C, Furukawa Ayumi, Combined subjects 1264 points.

The reference points appear in front of us. These are the results of the previous mid-term exams.

"I see, so that's why she's so strong."

"It's almost 4000 points. Himeji-san sure is smart."

Mmm...holed up in a corner, we continue to nod our heads away.

The strength of a summoned beast is equivalent to the points that the owner gets. Since the test summoning system totals up the marks, basically, the higher amount of points a person gets, the stronger the summoned beast will be.

"Speaking of which, don't Akihisa and Himeji know each other?"

"Mm~ she was my grade school classmate...but we haven't spoken to each other for years. She should have forgotten about me, right?"

We're in different classes right now, separated for a long time. If there's a chance, I'll definitely want to talk to her, but there's no real chance for me to talk to any girl from another class. If I'm to go to her class and immediately say "Himeji-san, I got something to say to you", this will look like a confession no matter what.

"I see, you'll most likely be streamed into different classes next year. I can you can be erased from Hiemji's memory."

"Next year? Are you talking about the streaming exam?"

"Yeah, you definitely won't be able to be in the same class as her anyway."

"Now that you mentioned it, that's right..."

After we entered school, we were streamed into different classes like other schools. But next year, things will be different. We'll be sorted according to our grades. Though Himeji-san is in class C, when we become second-years, she'll definitely be sorted into class A with those top grades of hers. If so, me and Yuuji will definitely be unable to be classmates with her since we're just straddling about in class D anyway.

"I'll be forgotten by her...this sure feels rather lonely..."

"Yeah, there's no benefit for her to remember you anyway."

"How can you say that!"

Just as we're blankly seeing other classes battle it out and talking away—

"Next! Yoshii Akihisa and Shimada Minami!"

Ironman—let me repeat that again, this is the voice of our homeroom teacher, Nishimura-sensei.

Recovering myself, I find that those before me who were waiting to practice their summoning are all back.

"I'm going then."

"Go then. You're a 'punishment inspector' candidate anyway, go learn how to control a summoned beast properly."

"...I say, I'm different from you Yuuji. I'm not some problematic kid!"

I rolled my eyes back at Yuuji. Really, what about being a 'punishment inspector'? That's really rude. Aren't they saying that I'm a problematic student? Why is he calling me this when it's basically the equivalent of being an idiot?

"Hurry up, Yoshii!!"

"Alright~"

Hearing Ironman roar at me, I hastily increase my pace.

Paying attention, the training partner has already finished her summoning.

"..."

The person stares at the summoned beast in front of her in shock. This girl with an energetic-looking ponytail and attractive long legs is my classmate, Shimada-san. At this moment, she reveals a slight melancholic look that doesn't fit her. What happened? Why's she looking so depressed and lethargic? Is her summoned beast even weak and useless than what she thought would be?"

"What's wrong, Shimada-san? Are you shocked that your summoned beast is so weak?"

After saying this, I see that she seems to be healed by my gentleness. The grey clouds above her are gone, now replaced with a look of delight.

"Ah, so Yoshii's the opponent. How delightful."

Shimada-san slightly blushes. Seeing her so happy, I felt happy as well—oh my, to reveal her feelings to me in front of everyone like this, this kid's really troublesome."

"Because it's great to beat up Yoshii."

...This kid's really troublesome!

"Shimada-san, the target's the summoned beast, not us."

I'm a little worried, so I confirmed the rules with her again. This is the summoning practical that's meant for the summoning battles next year, so no matter what, this should be a battle between summoned beasts.

"You're right, we won't be fighting each other."

Shimada-san immediately nodded her head in agreement. Great, seems like she understood.

"Since I'll be the one dishing out the beatdown anyway."

SEEMS LIKE SHE DIDN'T UNDERSTAND AT ALL!

"That, sensei, what Shimada-san did just now was an act of violence. If you have the time to check our belongings, you should do something about this case of school violence, right?"

"...Shimada, even if the opponent's Yoshii, violence is bad."

"But sensei..."

No buts. A no is a no, you understand?"

"...Yes."

"Really...so you really understand? If so—"

Ironman suddenly reveals a smirk and says,

"—I'll give you a special discount this time."

"Eh? Aren't those words really weird?"

Am I thinking too much? It seemed like a teacher just allowed a case of school violence!

"I'll do my best!"

"Right, so you must work hard."

"Ah haha, sensei, Shimada-san, you two are really stupid. Do you think that you two can beat me so easily? If so, I'm going to counter and beat you two—I'M SORRY, IT'S MY FAULT, PLEASE FORGIVE ME!!"

It's useless even if I apologised.

Don't tell me...that those cautious words of mine caused this disaster?

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"Ho...ever since morning inspection, it's been one disaster after another today..."

After a day's worth of lessons, it's dismissal time. I'm chatting away with those guys who I usually talk to.

"That's because Akihisa-bro brought so many unnecessary things to school."

Sitting beside me and showing me a smile is Kinoshita Hideyoshi, who's in the same class as me, Yuuji and Muttsulini. It's already weird to hear him speak like an old man, and he has a beauty's face on him. He really likes to make comments. Even so, I do feel that he's the most normal person after me, since the other two are so abnormal that words can't describe them.

"Speaking of which, Hideyoshi didn't get anything confiscated, right?

"Of course I did, I got some costumes and props confiscated from me. Even though I told sensei that it's for the drama club, they still got confiscated either way."

The school has already provided some props and costumes for Hideyoshi, so Hideyoshi himself doesn't need to bring them. If so, these are unnecessary things. However—

"There's no need to confiscate them all anyway, he could have given us some leeway. Who expected Ironman's brain to be so hard."

"...(Nods head forcefully)."

"His brain's definitely filled with lead."

Muttsulini and Yuuji seem to agree with me. This can't be helped, since they got quite a few things confiscated as well.

And I actually thought that 'we're just having summoning practical today, so there're no lessons; should be rather relaxing today."

It was supposed to be relaxing, but I guess it's better to have lessons without the search.

"Summoning practical..."

Hearing my little grumbling, Yuuji muttered to himself.

"Eh? What's wrong, Yuuji?"

"Nothing. It's just that I remembered that we have to take part in summoning war next year."

For some reason, he sure seemed happy when he said this.

Speaking of summoning war, well, it's about having a summoning battle between classes with the class facilities on the line. If we can move onto second year without any mishaps, we'll have this summoning war system on us.

"But why must we have this summoning war system? If we want to differentiate the scores clearly, can't we just stick grades onto everyone?"

"Well, most likely, they prefer a summoning war to tests since it can motivate students, right? As a class, the students will work hard to not drag their classmates down."

"I see. So they intend to make us work together and improve our grades without breaking us, right?"

"Yeah, this allows the school to do what they want the most, and that's 'to groom students who can showcase their real potential in society'."

"Oh~ Is that so?"

Just as the four of them were chatting away.

"Ah...really, that Yoshii actually left the cleaning work to me. Where did he go off to?"

A certain student can be heard shouting on the corridor. Is that Shimada-san?

"What the heck, Akihisa. You're in charge of cleaning today?"

"Mm, but I left the cleaning work to Shimada-san and ran off first."

"Hmm, according to how I see it, you two have quite the relationship."

"...(Nods head forcefully)."

"Ah haha, it's not what you think it is."

"Really. Once I catch him, I'll tie his limbs up and throw him down the 3rd level!"

That's a highly difficult stunt even a stuntman will be afraid of.

"Sorry, I don't think I can protect my own life any longer. I'll be leaving now!"

Without saying anything else, I grabbed my bag and dashed out of the corridor. I love my life.

"Ah, Yoshii! So you're hiding here! Hold it right there!"

"I'm not going to wait! You're going to kill me, right?"

"I'm not angry at all. Just hold on, will you!?"

That's definitely a lie.

"These two really have rather good feelings."

"...(Nods head forcefully)."

She said that she's not angry, but she's holding onto a rope for some reason.

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"Hoo...that was scary~"

It's been past 30 minutes since I came running out of school, and before I knew it, I'm on a shopping street.

"Well. I don't intend to buy anything, so I guess I'll go back home—hm?"

Just as I intended to head home, I saw a familiar figure walk into a shop. Isn't that Himeji-san?

"I guess it's somewhat of a fate for us to meet here. Should I be courageous and call her..."

Though we did study in the same class during elementary school, we were separated into different classes during middle school. Before I knew it, Himeji-san seemed so distant from me. To see her in front of me after so many years, I really want to talk to her—the reason why I feel this way is most likely because of Yuuji's words 'She'll erase you from her memory anyway'.

In order to turn my thoughts into action, I follow Himeji-san closely as I walked into the shop...only to find that there're so many dolls here, it's unbelievable. Seems like this is a doll shop that a girl will love the most—what the heck, this shop's basically a doll shop!

"Well, let's go back. This shop really doesn't suit me."

I immediately hasten my pace and walk towards the exit. Anyway, the most important thing right now is to leave this place.

"This is Hazuki's only request of this lifetime. Please, uncle!"

"Even if you say that, I have to do business, you know..."

The moment I reached the exit, I suddenly heard this conversation. It seemed like a girl's standing at the counter and telling the cashier something. She seems rather insistent on this. What's going on?

I felt a bit mindful, so I turn my head to where the voice came from. As I expected, it's a cashier uncle and a girl who looks like she's in elementary school.

"I want to get that big Noi doll no matter what. Please, I beg you!"

"Even if you ask me like this...we're doing business. Wouldn't it be unfair to the other customers if I give you a little discount? We shopkeepers do have to treat all customers equally."

"Even so, please!"

"Uuu...really can't handle you..."

The cashier uncle looked rather troubled as he said this and scratches his face. The girl however continued to beg earnestly. Seeing such a small girl beg like this, I'll be seen as really cruel if I'm to walk away like this...

"Hey, little girl, why do you want this doll?"

I know that I'm too nosey, but I still ended up getting involved.

Now that a 3rd party has suddenly appeared, the little girl and the uncle revealed a surprised look on their faces.

"Be, because onee-chan didn't look too good recently. I wanted to buy the doll that she always wanted to hopefully motivate her..."

"Not looking good?"

"Most likely, because she just came back from Germany and couldn't understand Japanese well!

Shifted houses...even if it's within Japanese land, anyone will feel lonely when the friends and environment changes, let alone coming back to Japan.

"Even then, onee-chan took over mommy and daddy and did all the housework like sweeping and washing clothes nicely, and often play together with Hazuki..."

Seemed like it hit her sore spot as Hazuki-chan's wide eyes start to tear up.

"Waa! Don, don't cry! Nii-san will help you out here!"

"...Really?"

"Mm, really."

"...Thank you, onii-chan!"

Wiping away the tears, Hazuki-chan reveals a delightful smile.

"Speaking of which, how much does this doll cost?"

The doll in Hazuki-chan's arms is about 1m tall. If I make a rough estimate, I don't think 5,000 yen's going to be enough.

"Including tax, it'll be a total of 24,800 yen."

"Sorry, nii-san already tried, but he can't do it."

"Onii-chan?"

Hazuki-chan looks rather sad.

Argh! Didn't expect one to be that expensive. Under these conditions, the declaration of surrender came out of my mouth without thinking through.

"Then how much does Hazuki-chan has?"

"I only have 10,000yen..."

So we're missing 15,000. Including my entire fortune, there's only 11,699 yen. We can't even hitting the price of 24,800 yen! The most we can pay is half.

"Excuse me, can you sell this doll to us at 11,699 yen?"

"Eh, I just said before that that we're doing a business here..."

The reply's still the same.

"Onii-chan, this isn't any different from before."

Hazuki-chan whispered to my ear.

She's right. Up till now, I've been doing the same thing as what Hazuki-chan's been doing. However, things will be different from now on. I'm not an elementary school student; let's show her how an adult (high school student) does things!

"We have only 11,699 yen in total, that's about half the price of the doll, right?"

"Ya. That's still not quite enough."

"Hazuki-chan wants this doll, and uncle wants to sell this to her, but you're unwilling to sell it to her at half price. If so, I have a great idea!"

"Hm? What is it?"

"We can rip the doll in half and sell the right side to—eh? What? Why are you two seeing me as an idiot?"

"...Are you really a high school student?"

"...Onii-chan's an idiot!"

I, I actually got called stupid by an elementary school kid!

"I can't give you a discount, but I can guarantee that I won't sell this doll away for the time being. You can go back to discuss with your parents first."

Making this conclusion, the uncle ended the conversation just like this.

"Can't you ask your parents to buy it for you, Hazuki-chan?"

Having walked out of the shop, we came to the park to discuss our plans.

"Mommy and daddy aren't normally at home...so they would leave the money to one-chan. If I want to buy something, onee-chan will definitely ask for a reason..."

"I see, uu~"

Wanting to do something for her beloved older sister—Hazuki-chan's heart's ever so glamorous, it's way different from my family who sent me to Fumitzuki Gakuen on the excuse of 'not wanting to waste school fees'. I must help Hazuki-chan in order to prevent her from losing this intimacy with her family.

But speaking of which, what should I do? It'll be good if I have some more money, but my money's about to be used it...

"Oh ya! Hazuki can get money if she sells her manga to a second-hand shop, right?"

Hazuki-chan thought of this brilliant plan as her eyes sparkle. It's true that we can get money just like this, but I think that she can't get so much anyway. Of course, it's a different case altogether if I have those handheld games that were confiscated this morning—

"Hm? Oh ya, there's this plan after all!"

"...Onii-chan, have you thought of something?"

"I can't possibly get it back it my hands anyway. If I'm successful, we may be able to get enough money to buy the doll..."

Though I don't think it can work...mm! It's still worth a try though.

"Okay! Hazuki-chan, can you come back to the park tomorrow?"

"Y, yes. I can come over..."

"Then we'll meet here tomorrow. It's getting dark now, let's go home."

I waved my hands and said goodbye to Hazuki-chan. Anyway, I got to discuss it with Yuuji and the rest tomorrow.

"Ah, mm, bye bye..."

Speaking of which, did Himeji-san really enter that shop?

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"So you want to take back those confiscated items?"

The next morning, in the same classroom, I talked to the trio as per usual.

"I do feel that it's a pity to leave those things that got confiscated yesterday, but..."

"Uu~mm...ya, but the opponent's that Ironman. We may be designated as 'Punishment Inspectors' if we're not careful..."

Yuuji and Hideyoshi lower their chin and ponder. Seems like they don't intend to help me. This is bad, looks like I have to deal with this on my own.

"...I approve of Akihisa's proposal."

"Eh? Muttsulini? You're willing to help me?"

"...(Nods head forcefully)."

Great! Now at least I have someone who specializes in stealth helping me out.

"...Never mind, let's give it a go."

"Ah? So Yuuji's okay with it?"

"Yeah. I just bought that MP3 recently, and I accumulated quite a debt to Ironman, so let's settle this once and for all."

Yuuji smirked. What an enthusiastic bad guy's face.

"If so, I'll help out as well. If I can get back those things, I don't want to give up as well."

In the end, even Hideyoshi nodded his head, and everyone decided to take part in this. As expected of the group problematic first-years.

"Right now, the most important thing is to investigate where our targets are."

"That's right. If we don't even know where Ironman hid those confiscated items, we can't possibly get them back even if we want to."

The confiscated items may have ended up being abandoned, but they were just confiscated yesterday, so Ironman should still have them with him.

"That's the case. Akihisa, remove the silence function of the phone."

"Eh? Why?"

"Don't ask too much, just do it. You want those confiscated items back, right?"

"...I'm not really sure what's going on, but I just need to remove the silence function, right?"

"That's right."

The phone can't possibly ring during lesson time, there shouldn't be any problems, right? Let's just follow what Yuuji told me to do.

I pull my handphone out from my pocket and took it out of silent mode.

"Oi, you people better hurry up and sit down. I'm going to start taking attendance."

Seeing our homeroom teacher Ironman walk into the classroom, I immediately slip the handphone back into my pocket.

"Alright, let's begin."

Thus, our battle for the confiscated items officially begins now.

"Shimada."

"Here."

"Shimizu."

"Here."

At the usual time of taking attendance, Ironman's coarse voice echoes clearly throughout the classroom.

"Yamaguchi."

"Here."

"Watanabe."

"Here."

—Beep beep beep.

Suddenly, a beep interrupted the class while attendance is taken. Whose phone is it? Really, do think that we have such a stupid person in class. The phone will definitely get confiscated when it rings in class.

"...Yoshii, hand over your phone."

"...Yes."

The problem is, this stupid person was me.

Damn it! Why must it ring at this moment!? Who called me!?

<<Missed call: Sakamoto Yuuji>>

"Yu, Yuuji, you betrayed me!"

"I'll consficate the handphone then."

"Ahh! Handphone! MY HANDPHONE!"

My handphone got taken away by Ironman mercilessly.

"Very good. Nobody's came late nor skipped classes. I hope that all students will continue to keep this up."

After taking the attendance, Ironman moves his heavy feet out of the classroom—together with my handphone.

"Very good. Part 1 of the plan is complete."

"Yuuji! What sort of grudge do you have against me! Now my handphone got confiscated by Ironman all because of you!"

"This is a bait meant to fish out where our targets are. We just need to take them back."

"Eh? Bait?"

"That's right. I deliberately allowed Ironman to confiscate your handphone in order to find out where Ironman hid those items."

"Why didn't you tell me in the first place..."

And if possible, I hope that you can use your handphone as bait.

"...I'm back."

"WAHH!"

Suddenly talking right behind me. You scared me~

"Oh, Muttsulini came back already. How was it?"

"...Those confiscated items are placed in the staff storage cupboard."

"As expected of Muttsulini, erasing your own presence to tail people, that truly is your specialty. I'm impressed."

Seems like Muttsulini went to tail Ironman and investigate where my handphone was hidden. If it's tailing others without attracting attention, Yuuji can't do it, and Hideyoshi doesn't have the skills.

"...But the cupboard's locked."

"Okay. So where's the key?"

"...In the rear left pocket of Ironman's pants."

"I see. If so, we have to snatch the key from him."

"Ya, but how are we going to do that?"

"No problems. I got a good idea. We'll take action during cleaning time."

Anyway, let's attend lessons and wait for school dismissal.

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It's finally dismissal time.

"So, what plan do you have?"

As I tried to sneak out yesterday, I was punished to sweep the entire corridor alone. Thus, I'm discussing the plan with Yuuji and the rest while twisting the mop around. These damned guys don't have any intentions of helping out in the first place.

"We'll be using that."

Yuuji lifts his chin and points.

"A pail? What are we going to do with that?"

"We're going to use that to splash water on Ironman and make him take off his clothes."

I see. If so, we can then take his clothes away and take the key to the cupboard,

"Mm hm~ this method is simple and easy to succeed."

Hideyoshi's right. We can't possibly fail. Basically, there's only the last problem to this plan, and that is—whoever going to splash the water on Ironman will get pursued by him to the ends of the Earth.

"There's only one problem in this plan, and that's the one who's going to splash the water, 'Akihisa' will get pursued by him to the ends of the Earth."

Hold on! Is it decided that I'll be the one in charge of doing this?

"However, that's not really a huge problem."

THAT'S A HUGE PROBLEM TO ME!

"Oi, isn't that too strange? Let's settle this with rock paper scissors!"

"Ooh, look! Me and our target's already here."

"Very good. You got to do your best, Akihisa!"

"...Do your best."

"Eh? Hold on!"

The trio already wordlessly retreated back in the shortest time possible.

Ironman has already climbed up the stairs. If so, I can only do this!

My eyes have already captured the target, and the relative speed was estimated. The prepared weapon's in my hand, everything's okay—time to attack!

"WAAHH! I SLIPPED!"

Dragging the mop, I deliberately fell forward by letting my feet stagger and aim the pail at Ironman, who's on the stairs. GET WET!

"GUAH!"

How, how is it possible! As expected of Ironman! To be able to suddenly react in the blink of an eye and dodge the splash thanks to his superhuman senses! However—

"WHERE ARE YOU ESCAPING TO!?"

I drag the mop in my hand to where Ironman dodged to. I won't admit defeat so easily!

Phoosh, Clak cak cak.

The water from the pail drenched Ironman, and the pail rolls asie. Mission accomplished.

I pick up the pail and mop that I threw out as I remain mindful not to step on the puddle of water, saying to a stunned Ironman "Sorry, I slipped—AHH, sensei! An encyclopaedia isn't to be used as a weapon!"

"I thought I just heard you say 'Where are you escaping to', didn't I?"

"That's just a hallucination."

"Stop trying to lie to me with such a serious look on your face. Get ready to die!"

"Sen, sensei, please don't use the edge of the encyclopaedia!"

Where are you guys now! Come save me! I'll definitely be beaten down by Ironman into a panda if this keeps up!

"Ahh, Akihisa, you really ended up doing it."

Yuuji and the rest appeared out of nowhere. Anyway, I'm saved~

"I told you so many times 'not to splash water onto sensei'..."

"Ow, OWW! SENSEI! I SAID THAT I DIDN'T DO IT ON PURPOSE ALREADY!"

They, they didn't help out at all! These damned guys! Are they intending to sit around and watch?

"Sensei, punish Akihisa later. I guess you better change your clothes. If you don't mind, I'll lend my P.E. attire to you."

"That's right. Sorry, then lend me that. Yoshii, stay behind and scrub the floor clean!"

Leaving these words behind, Ironman, who was drenched by me, head off to the classroom with Yuuji and the rest to change clothes.

"...So unfortunate."

Anyway, I remained behind to clean the floor up. Besides, I have the cleaning tools in my hand.

Just as I'm working hard to wipe the water off the floor, Hideyoshi walks out of the classroom and moves towards me.

"I got the key, Akihisa."

"Really? Then we just need to enter the staffroom and get back the confiscated items."

"Umm, let's hurry up before Ironman realizes it."

"Got it!"

After letting the mop lean against the wall, Hideyoshi and I quickly head towards the staffroom.

"I'm going in then."

I took the cupboard key from Hideyoshi's hands and reach my hand out for the door.

"There's no problem, right?"

"No need to worry. I'll try my best to walk into the staffroom without raising too much attention and get those things back."

I should be just an ordinary student to every teacher, except for Ironman. I should be more suited for this role as compared to Hideyoshi, who has the look of a beauty.

"Really? Then I'll just wait here for your good news."

"Mm, I'm going in then~ 'cuse me~"

I open the staffroom door slightly. No problem, I'm not some irritating guy.

"Yoshii? Hurry up and get over here!"

"Why!? Why am I noticed so soon after entering the room!?"

I got caught by the Ancient Literature teacher immediately after entering the room. Why?

"I want to hear what excuse you have regarding the essay 'translate the Tsurezuregusa[http://www.baka-tsuki.net/project/index.php?title=Baka_to_Tesuto_to_Syokanju:Volume3.5_Translation_Notes_and_References#] into Modern Language'!"

"Ah, I did hand in my homework properly."

"I'm asking why did you turn the Tsurezuregusa into a rap!?"

"Eh? But sensei wanted it to be translated into the modern language, and speaking of modern Japanese, isn't it—"

"Ah, Yoshii-kun, remember to come over here after you're done there."

"Yoshii, that Chemistry report you handed in was too ridiculous! Come over and explain it to me later."

Unknowingly, I got surrounded by several teachers. Well, if this is the case, forget about completing the plan, I'll be hounded by these teachers till night! Got to find a way to get away from them!

"Excuse me..."

Just as I'm pondering on what to do, someone else entered the staffroom. Hm? Isn't that Hideyoshi?

"Ooh, isn't that Kinoshita? What's wrong?"

"I, I suddenly...don't feel too good...but the health teacher isn't...in..."

Hideyoshi cupped his mouth. He really doesn't look too good. Is he sick?

"Hideyoshi, are you—"

I frantically rushed towards him. At this moment, he suddenly blinked at me. I see, so he's acting! As expected of someone from the drama club, I nearly got fooled.

"Sorry, but can I rest here—"

Before finishing, Hideyoshi collapsed onto the floor.

"Ki, Kinoshita! Are you alright?"

"Anyway, let's take him to the sickbay!"

"You, you're right! Sensei, please carry his legs!"

A few teachers start to create quite the ruckus. After that, everyone in the staffroom left to accompany Hideyoshi to the sick bay. Brilliantly done, Hideyoshi!

"Let's use this opportunity to get back those confiscated items. Let me see, Ironman...no wait, it's Nishimura. Nishimura's..."

I checked the nametag on the cupboards which are according to order. Oh, found it. It's this one.

"...Speaking of which, I somehow imagined that bugs will crawl out of Ironman's cupboard."

Though I'm a bit fearful, I have no time to hesitate. I pull out the key Hideyoshi handed to me and pull the door handle down, opening the metal cupboard effortlessly.

"Oh, it's unexpectedly clean..."

The cupboard's arranged rather neatly, and the bag of confiscated goods are placed in an obvious place.

"Let's get out of here before someone notices—hm?"

Just as I was about to lock the cupboard up and run away, I noticed a pile of old books tied up in raffia strings. Should be meant for throwing away.

"Uu~hm...since he's going to throw it, I might as well take it. Maybe I can get some money as well."

After grabbing the books with both hands, I immediately dashed out of the staffroom.

"Okay! At least we achieved our goal!"

After what happened just now, I brought the spoils—the bag of confiscated items back to Yuuji, only taking away my own stuff and the pile of old books. I then took them over to a second-hand shop to exchange these spoils for cash.

My handheld games and gaming software garnered a price lower than what I expected, while that pile of books got quite the price; what a nice mistake in estimation. I really got to thank Ironman for this.

"Let me see, is that girl here~"

"Ah! Onii-chan! You're here!"

Hazuki-chan immediately came running over to me the moment I approached the park. She really looked like a cute puppy, and that even warms my heart. Maybe it's because I'm often surrounded by idiots, Ironman and a violent girl...

"Mm, because we arranged to meet each other. Oh yeah, where did you get that doll from?"

Looking closely, Hazuki-chan's hugging something similar to the Noi doll that she wanted to buy (is that what it's called?). It looks as if it was sewn by hand.

"There was a pretty onee-chan who came over and said to me 'If that onii-chan couldn't succeed, then give this to your sister!' and handed it over to me!"

"?"

"And she also said 'If that onii-chan managed to buy the doll, i'll give this doll to you.'."

The kid's lack of order in her speech confused me.

Erm, let me straighten Hazuki-chan's words out—

—A pretty onee-chan came to Hazuki-chan today.

—And then, she handed this handmade doll over to Hazuki-chan

—This pretty onee-chan even said that if I couldn't do it, she'll give this doll to Hazuki-chan's sister as a gift.

—But if I succeeded, this doll will go to Hazuki-chan.

—So that's how it is.

"Mmm, is that so? Then this doll will go to hazuki-chan."

"Eh? Really?"

"Yeah. And this doll will go to Hazuki-chan's sister."

I hand over the large doll in my hand over to Hazuki-chan. It should be tough for her petite body to carry such a large doll, but she still received it delightedly.

"This is great! Thank you, onii-chan!"

"No problems. It'll be great if your sister can cheer up."

I patted her head. Hazuki-chan seems to enjoy it as she slowly closes her eyes.

"Uu~ Ah, that's right! Onii-chan, can you lend me your ear?"

"Eh? What is it? Are you going to say a secret to me or something?"

"Don't ask, just lend me your ear."

Is she about to thank me? I'm really touched. One can't become a proper adult if the person can't even say 'thank you' or 'sorry'.

"Okay, what is it?"

I bent over to match her height, but unexpectedly—

"Thank you, onii-chan♪"

Whoosh! A cute sensation passes my face. Eh? This...don't tell me this is...

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"Wha, wha, wha..."

"Onii-chan may be an idiot, but he's so gentle! Hazuki-chan loves you! When I grow up, I'll let you become my husband!"

Without waiting for me to reply, Hazuki-chan skips out of the park.

Re, recently, these elementary school students are...

I touched my face with my hand, seemingly wanting to wipe away the soft sensation that's left on the face. Even without looking at the mirror, I know my face is red. How, how embarrassing...she's just an elementary school kid...

"Hoo...time for me to go back as well..."

After lifting my bag up and slinging it over my back, I head off towards the exit of the park. While exiting, I see a familiar figure yesterday. That person is—

"Excuse me...are you Himeji-san?"

"Ah, yes, what is it—YO, YOSHII-KUN!"

So it's Himeji-san. It sure is hard to find another pretty girl. I can't possibly be mistaken.

"Sorry, I seemed to have scared you."

"No, no worries. I was just dazed..."

Our conversation got interrupted just like that. This, this is really awkward...what should I say to a friend who I haven't met for a long time?

"Erm, that...it's really a coincidence that we met here. Did you just finish class? But you look rather tired here, are you?"

"Yes,because I stayed up all night..."

"Hei~so Himeji-san would also stay up."

The impression she gives is that she lives her life normally, but it's unexpected that she would stay up.

"That's not it, I just stayed up last night, because I got something I have to do no matter what..."

She inadvertently yawned as she continued to talk. Himeji-san sure is cute when she lets out some tears due to sleepiness.

"Then, I'll be going off in this direction, goodbye."

"Ah, mm, byebye."

I waved my hand to Himeji-san, who bowed to me courteously.

While walking home, I just realized—oh ya, why did Himeji-san appear in such a place?

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"...There was a case of theft in the staffroom room."

The next morning, during self-study period, Ironman suddenly mentioned this. He's definitely referring to the bag of confiscated items that we got yesterday.

"Such a tragedy worth being angry over, don't you think so, Yoshii?"

He actually threw this question at me. As expected of Ironman, he must have realized that I was the perpetrator, but who will follow you obediently?

"Yeah, sure is worth sighing over."

I naturally replied with these few words. No problems, I got everything under control.

"Really? Speaking of which, that culprit even took sensei's books."

Hm? Books? Is he referring to that bundle of books? Wasn't he going to throw them away?

"And that culprit actually had the guts to use his own identity to sell my books to a second-hand shop."

"Is that so, he sure has guts."

"Yeah, hahahaha!"

"Ahhahaha..."

Ironman and I started laughing with all enthusiasm. Really, we're laughing with all sorts of happiness—at least it looked that way if not for those eyes.

"YOSHII! GET READY TO DIE!!!"

"So, sorry! Who knew that it was sensei's collection, I didn't—"

"Are you saying that you didn't even think of it?"

"No, I did think about it, but then I thought 'since its Ironman's, it doesn't matter~'! OW! OUCH! SENSEI! MY SKULLCAP GOT SMASHED IN BY YOU!"

"So you idiot has the highest suspicion. Looks like I have to be even more careful and watch you."

"Sensei! I'm feeling that I've been watched by you all this time, there's no way for you to watch me further!"

"No, there still is, right? I got a really precious title of honor that's suitable for you—"

"Eh, this is..."

"Everyone at the staff meeting this morning have all agreed, so accept this. This is a present that sensei's handing you."

From who knows when, Ironman suddenly has a piece of paper in his hand. This plain white paper has only a single line on it.

—Yoshii Akihisa.

The above mentioned has been designed as the 'Punishment Inspector' of Fumitzuki Gakuen.

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"Onee-chan!"

Hm? Hazuki, what's up?"

"Well, this is for onee-chan!"

"Eh? Isn't this the Noi doll that I always wanted? How did you..."

"Because onee-chan looked so lethargic. Hazuki prepared it for onee-chan to cheer onee-chan up!"

"Hazuki...really, you...thank you, onee-chan's really happy!"

"Schoolwork may be tough, but you must work hard, Minami nee-chan!"

"Hm, I'll do my best! I'll feel like I lost if I continue to mess around like this. And also..."

"And also what?"

"I'm mindful of someone in school."

"Eh? Onee-chan's mindful of someone? Who is it? How is that person like?"

"Well~as repayment of the Noi doll, I'll only say this to Hazuki. That person is in the same class as me, and he's one huge idiot~"

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Baka to Tesuto to Syokanju:Volume1 The Second Question

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HonouRyuu: /* Second Question */

===Second Question===

'''Write down an idiom which has the following meaning:'''

(1) Fail to do something you are good at

(2) Encounter consecutive unfortunate events

'''Himeji Mizuki's Answer'''

(1) "Even a monkey can fall from a tree"  

(2) "Having a leaking rooftop in a rainy day"

'''Teacher's Comment:'''

Correct. There are other answers for the first part of the question, such as, "Horses losing their front hooves", and "Even fishes may drown"; other answers for the second part would be, "Good things don't start coming, bad things never stop happening," and "A year full of misfortune," etc.
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'''Tsuchiya Kouta's Answer'''

(1) "Even horses will drop from a tree"

'''Teacher's Comment:'''

That would be an incredible scene.

'''Yoshii Akihisa's Answer'''

(2) "Have both a leaking rooftop and landslide occur"

'''Teacher's Comment:'''

Aren't you too unlucky?

"What the... Isn't this room too large to be a classroom?"

Stepping onto the third floor that I never had a chance to visit last year, I saw a classroom five times larger than usual right in front of me.

Maybe this was the Class A that people had been talking about? Let's see what's in there.

"Congratulations to everyone for making it to the second year. My name is Takahashi Youko, and I am the homeroom teacher for Class A. Nice to meet you."

I stopped and looked into the classroom through the big window; there was an intelligent looking woman with spectacles standing in the front of the classroom. She had her hair tied up at the back of her head and was dressed up neatly in a suit.

When she stopped her speech, her name didn't show on the blackboard. Instead, it showed up on a plasma TV which was huge enough to cover the whole wall. How luxurious! How much money did they spend on that?

"First of all, please check the things that you were given. Everyone should have a laptop, personal air-conditioner, fridge, adjustable chairs, etc. Are they working properly?"

There was more than enough space, facilities, and equipment. It was easily enough for 50 students to use.

The fridges were filled with drinks and snacks. Every student had their own air-conditioner, which they could adjust to whatever temperature he/she wanted.

If you looked around the classroom, you would notice that the ceiling was made of glass. High-class paintings were hung on the walls, and there were ornamental plants around the room. The interior design looked like the lobby of a five-star hotel.

"Besides the textbooks and reference books, the food and drinks in the fridge are provided by the school, free of charge. If you need any other facilities or equipment, feel free to let us know."

I could smell the fragrance of red tea, it seemed some students had made some.

"Now, let me introduce the class leader. Kirishima Shouko, please come forward."

"Yes."

The person who stood up and answered the call was a girl with long black hair. Her outlook resembled a Japanese doll.

She was a gentle looking girl who had a beautiful face, and a dignified aura which made her look like she was free of secular affairs.

Everyone in the classroom was looking at her.

Class leader ---- the person who scored the highest in the class division examination in this class.

In other words, the smartest person in Class A was also the smartest person among the second years; this explained why she was receiving so much attention.

"My name is Kirishima Shouko, nice to meet you."

Although everyone was looking at her, she still introduced herself as usual.

It seemed everyone was staring at her eye, but when I looked carefully, all of them were actually female. It seemed the rumors were true!

She was very famous as soon as she enrolled into this school. Everybody knew how beautiful she was, and a lot of guys confessed to her. However, none of them ever succeeded.

Since then, there were rumors saying she liked girls-----I see the tide didn't start without wind.

"Everyone in Class A, please work together with Kirishima from now on 'til the end of second year and study hard together! The 'WAR' starts now, please don't lose to anyone else. "

The homeroom teacher concluded the speech, Kirishima bowed and returned to her seat.

Oh no, I should hurry to my classroom.

I quickly walked along the corridors at a very fast pace.

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I stood below the sign with "Year 2 Class F" written on it, and hesitated.

Would being late to class give my classmates a bad impression?

Was anyone in the classroom disgusting, scary, or hard to deal with?

What kind of comrades will I have for the rest of the year? The more I thought about it, the more nervous I became.

"Well, maybe I just worry too much."

It was just being late; there was nothing to worry about.

Come to think of it, we were classmates; there was nothing to be afraid of! Maybe they would start to worry about me, if I was late because I wasn't feeling well (actually, it was because I overslept).

Calm down, there was nothing to worry about. I needed to trust the comrades whom I would have to work together with from now on.

After I made up my mind, I pushed the door open and greeted the classmates in the room with my most sincere voice.

"Sorry I'm late ♪."

"Hurry up and sit down, you idiot!"

My perfect image was ruined!

"Didn't you hear what I just said?"

Come to think of it, this person was being rude. Being a teacher doesn't grant you the right to speak like this.

I glared fiercely at the guy who was standing on the podium.

He was unexpectedly tall, probably close to 180 cm! His body was slim but not thin, which made him look like a ruthless boxer. Slowly looking up, I saw a pair of eyes filled with willpower, a wild looking, handsome face, and short hair on his head that looked like a '''mane.'''

"Yuuji, what the hell are you doing?"

This guy was not a teacher; he was my so-called friend, Sakamoto Yuuji.

"Because the teacher's late, I'm taking his place."

"You are replacing the teacher? You? Why?"

"Somehow, my score is the highest in Class F."

"So that makes you the class leader?"

"That's right."

Yuuji cunningly smiled. After listening to what he said, I smiled as well. In other words, if I could take care of Yuuji, no one could stop me from doing anything in this class.

"Therefore, everyone in this class is my subordinate."

Yuuji proudly overlooked the classmates who were sitting on the ground.

<nowiki>----</nowiki>Yes, everyone was sitting on the ground.

Why? The answer is simple, there were no chairs.

"On the other hand... This classroom really befits the name Class F."

I should find a place and sit down first.

"Sorry, please let me through."

Suddenly, a weak voice came from behind me.

A stupid looking old man, dressed in a wrinkled shirt with untidy hair is standing there.

"It is homeroom meeting now; can I put a chair there?"

Since he didn't wear a uniform, and looked far from being a teenager, I thought he might be our homeroom teacher.

"Roger that."

"Okay."

Yuuji and I answered him separately and returned to our seats.

The teacher waited until we were seated, then stood on the podium and spoke slowly:

"Good morning everyone, my name is Fujihara Shin; I will be the homeroom teacher for Year 2 Class F. Nice to meet you."

Fujihara-sensei originally planned to write his name on the dirty board, but he wasn't able to. Oh my spirit! The school didn't provide chalk?

"Does everyone have a Japanese-styled table and a cushion? Please raise your hand if you don't have one."

There were around fifty students squeezing in this small little classroom, without writing tables. There were only tatamis, Japanese-styled tables and cushions. What new and luxurious facilities! I had known about this since my first year, but seeing it firsthand still shocked me.

"Sensei-----My cushion doesn't have any cotton in it."

There were a number of students who complained about the faulty equipment.

"I see. Bear with it."

"Sensei, the leg of my table is broken."

"Did they give you some glue? Glue it yourself later."

"Sensei, cold air is blowing in from the broken window.."

"I see. I'll report it to the school and request for plastic bags and tape to repair it."

In the corner of the room, there were spiders freely making webs, and there wasn't a single spot on the wall that was clean or without graffiti. This is terrible; is this an abandoned house?

"If you need anything else, try to take care of it yourself..."

There was a smell of mildew filling up the classroom; it must be coming from below these old tatamis.

"Let's begin the self-introductions! We will start from the person sitting beside the corridor."

When Fujihara-sensei finished his speech, one of the students in the circle stood up and started to introduce himself.

"My name is Kinoshita Hideyoshi, a member of the drama club."

It was Hideyoshi speaking.

He had a unique way of talking. With a slim body and loosely tied shoulder-length hair, at a glance ----- No, even when I looked at him carefully, his cuteness could easily make me, someone who knew him, think that he was a girl. That's right, that was Kinoshita Hideyoshi, my classmate from last year.

On the other hand, if he dressed up in a female uniform and changed his way of speaking, he would definitely be treated like a girl. This could happen easily in a class filled with smelly guys like this.

"So then, nice to see you."

Hideyoshi smiled subtly, and ended his self-introduction. So... so CUTE! Wait a second, Yoshii Akihisa, don't fall for it! He's a guy!

"Tsuchiya Kouta..."

I was still mumbling the warning I had to give myself numerous times last year, when the next student had already started his self-introduction.

Who was it? Ah, I knew this guy as well.

He was still as reticent as usual. He didn't have a huge body, but you could see that he was good at sports from the muscles he had. I didn't know why he was so shy. Was it because he didn't want to stand out too much and get into trouble? Well, there were all sorts of people in the world.

However, I could only see guys in the classroom. Are there always so few girls in the worst class?

"...is my name. I grew up overseas. Although I can speak Japanese, reading is still a bit hard for me."

While I was thinking, another introduction began.

"My English is very poor because I grew up in Germany. My hobby is ---"

OH! It was a girl this time; it was a precious treasure to the whole class. Finally, at least there was one girl in the class.

"My hobby is beating Yoshii Akihisa ☆."

Who was it? Who had this special, extreme, and dangerous hobby?

"Hello---"

The person who was smiling and waving at me was---

"Ah, Shi---Shimada, it is you!"

"Yoshii, nice to see you again this year."

Another person I knew, and my natural enemy from last year---Shimada Minami.

Why? Why were so many people I knew in the same class as me? Wasn't it strange? Was this an example of, "Birds of a feather flock together?" I couldn't believe I was actually on the same level as these people!

"Nice to see you."

Okay, it seemed the person in front of me had just finished, and now it was my turn.

I took a breath and rose up from the ground.

Let's start my self-introduction! The first impression was very important. In order to make a lot of good friends, I made sure to stress that I was a positive and optimistic person.

Suddenly, an idea ran through my mind. I decided to use a relaxing joke to start my speech. I tried my best to speak in a funny way, and started my self-introduction.

"Er, my name is Yoshii Akihisa; feel free to call me 'Darling.'" 

<big>'''"DAR--LING!"'''</big>

The chorus of rough voices was more disgusting than I could ever imagine.

"Sorry, I take back what I said! Nice to see you."

Although I had a fake smile on my face and returned to my seat, I still felt like I was going to vomit. I never imagined that they would really call me that. Class F was really horrible.

Because of my feelings, the self-introductions never seemed to end.

Just when I nearly fell asleep from the monotonous introductions and names, someone opened the door. A girl stood at the entrance, putting her hand on her chest trying to catch her breath.

"I, I am sorry...I am la-late."

"What?"

Everyone shouted, but this was expected. When something like this happens, anyone would be shocked.

"Actually, you're coming at just the right time. We are introducing ourselves now. Please introduce yourself to the class, Himeji."

"O-OK! My name is Himeji Mizuki, nice to meet you..."

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Himeji used a voice even smaller than her petite body.

Her skin was as white as new snow. The long and soft hair at her back showed the gentle nature of the owner. With her cute appearance, she truly stood out in a class filled with guys.

However, her beautiful outlook was not why everyone was shocked.

"I have a question!"

One of the guys who had already introduced himself raised his right hand.

"Ah, ye...yes, what is your question?"

Being questioned immediately after stepping into the classroom, Himeji couldn't hide her surprise and nervousness, but her actions were reminiscent of a cute little animal. It was so cute.

"Why are you here?"

What an impolite first question.

But this was the same question everyone in the class wanted to ask.

Her cute outlook did attract attention, but more importantly her marks were very high. She had the second highest score on the enrollment examination, and she was always among the top ten.

A good student like her shouldn't be in Class F. No matter whom you ask, the answer would be that she belongs in Class A.

"About this..."

With a nervous look on her face, her body stiffened up, and she said:

"I had a fever during the class division examination..."

After hearing that, the entire class nodded as if to say "So that's why."

Leaving in the middle of the exam would result in a failing grade. In other words, she didn't finish the class division examination last year, so she was allocated to Class F.

Listening to Himeji's answer, many people in the class started to say their own excuses.

"Now that I think of it, I am allocated to Class F because of '''fever''' as well."

"Yeah, it was chemistry, right? That was hard."

"I didn't do well because I heard that my brother was involved in an accident."

"Shut up, you singleton."

"My girlfriend didn't let me sleep the night before the examination."

"Yeah, right. That's the biggest lie I ever heard."

These guys were more idiotic than I could imagine.

"Nice... nice to see you."

During the noisy discussion, she ran to the space beside Yuuji and me. I never thought that I would be in the same class as her, never mind sit next to her. To be honest, my heart was beating wildly. She was really very cute, and it made me think that welcoming her in a lousy classroom like this should be a serious crime.

"I am so scared..."

Himeji sighed and lay on the table when she got to her seat.

Great! Since we were sitting so close together, this was a great chance to talk! Our love would start from this incident, and eventually we would become destined lovers. That's right; this first sentence would be the key to the door of our happiness and future together.

"Hime-"

"Himeji."

Yuuji, who was sitting beside me, spoke and raised his voice over mine. Damn you Yuuji! My future plan "From classmates to the red carpet of marriage---Our springtime meeting---Six hundred and fifty four episodes" ended without playing for more than two minutes! What am I supposed to show to the audience for the next six hundred fifty three hours and fifty eight minutes!?

"Y-Yes? Is anything wrong?"

Himeji looked at Yuuji, panicked, and carefully straightened out her skirt. Was it because sitting on a cushion could easily wrinkle it?

"My name is Sakamoto, Sakamoto Yuuji, nice to meet you."

"Ah, my name is Himeji, nice to meet you."

She bowed her head deeply and gave a salute greeting. Her family education must have been very good.

"Well are you still feeling sick?"

"I would like to know too."

I unwittingly cut into the conversation. I was sitting beside her during the class division examination, she didn't look too well at the time. I wondered if she felt better now.

"Yo-Yoshii?"

Himeji was shocked when she saw my face. Did you have to be so shocked like that? Was I that ugly? No way, this was impo----

"Himeji, sorry that Akihisa's ugly face scares you."

What? What was going on here? Maybe Yuuji was trying to cover for me, but he was only making it worse.

"That... That's not true! You see, my eyes are filled with energy, my face is slim and beautiful, I am not ugly at all! Actually I..."

"Now that you mention it, your face doesn't look bad at all! Actually, I know someone who's interested in you!"

What? I'd never imagined that Yuuji would have such good information. I needed to confirm this.

"Eh? Who is ..."

"Who... Who is it?"

Himeji's voice covered my voice. Well, it didn't really matter since we were asking the same question. It seemed like girls in this age were interested in topics like this.

"I remember. The name is Kubo---"

Kubo? Who was the girl with the surname Kubo?

"Toshimitsu, I think!"

Kubo Toshimitsu --> ♂ (Sex/MALE)

"......"

"Akihisa, are you crying secretly?"

I was stained now; I couldn't be a bridegroom anymore.

"Don't worry, half of that was a joke."

"What? What about the other half?"

"Oh right, Himeji, are you feeling well?"

"I am fine now."

"Yuuji, what about the other half?"

Since Yuuji was ignoring me, I raised my voice to catch his attention.

"You over there, silence."

The teacher knocked the table a few times, the knocking sound served as a warning.

"Sorry---"

(Crashing sound)

Suddenly, the teacher's wooden table collapsed into wood chips. The table couldn't even take a few knocks, how bad did we have it here?

"...I'll get a new table to replace it. Please be patient."

The teacher felt embarrassed and quickly stepped out of the classroom.

Once again I realized how lousy our equipment was.

"Ah ha ha..."

Himeji had a forced smile on her face.

Looking at her like this reminded me that people like Yuuji and I deserved to study in a classroom like this, but it must be hard for a student like her.

Well, it was our own fault for not performing well in the examination. Being able to take care of our own health was a kind of strength as well. But being allocated to Class F just because of leaving the exam due to a fever was ridiculous. They should have at least given her another chance.

Anger towards the unfairness of the class division examination swirled up inside me. If that's the case, we should try our best in getting some better equipment for her.

I talked to the class leader who was yawning at the moment, "Yuuji, come here."

"What do you want?"

"We can't talk here, let's go to the corridor."

"Fine by me."

I stood up and walked towards the corridor. At that time, Himeji and I somehow made eye contact.

"Well, what's up?"

It was homeroom meeting now and no one was in the corridor, so we could speak freely.

"About this classroom..."

Of course I meant this one.

"The Class F classroom? It's worse than what I imagined."

"You also think so, right?" 

"Of course."

"Have you looked at Class A's equipment?"

"Yeah, it's so different from ours. I've never seen a classroom like that before."

On one side was a classroom with a blackboard full of cracks, without even any chalk to write on it with. On the other side was a classroom with an expensive plasma TV. Nobody can accept a difference in treatment like this, right?

"I have an idea. Since we are second years now, let's have a 'Test Summoning War!'"

"A war?"

"Yes, and the enemy is Class A."

"Why?"

Suddenly, Yuuji looked at me with wariness.

"Nothing special, it is just that our classroom is really lousy."

"Don't lie to me. A person like you, who has no interest in studying, now wants to have a war over the equipment? We'd be more likely to win the lottery."

Damn! His sixth sense was still as good as ever.

"No... No, that's not right! If I didn't want to study, I wouldn't have chosen this school---"

"You chose this school because it's cheap and has a good reputation in universities, right?"

No! I explained my reason to him before.

"Ah---That's----It's because...."

What should I do? I couldn't think of anything better.

"It's because of Himeji, right?"

Shock!

Since my real intention was actually for him to see through me, I unwittingly straightened my back.

"How... How do you know that?"

"You're so simple! I just tested you a bit, and you gave it away yourself."

The wary looking eyes disappeared, replaced by Yuuji's smile. I was cheated!

"That's not the only reason---"

"Yeah yeah, you don't have to explain anymore, I totally understand."

"I just told you, it's not what you think!"

Damn! I couldn't even communicate with this guy.

"Don't worry; even if you hadn't suggested it, I had already planned to declare war against Class A."

"Huh? Why? Yuuji, you're not studying either, are you?"

That's why he didn't care about the class equipment.

"I just want to prove that grades don't mean everything."

"?"

"I even came up with a plan to defeat Class A----Oh, the teacher's back! Let's get into the classroom."

Yuuji urged me to get in the classroom.

"Let's continue with the self-introductions."

After bringing in the new table (this one was lousy too), the homeroom meeting continued.

"My name is Sugawa Ryou. My hobby is---"

The monotonous introductions continued as usual.

"Sakamoto, you're the last."

"Roger."

Yuuji answered the teacher's call and rose up from his seat.

He kept his usual kidding mode and walked slowly towards the podium, with the dignity of a class leader.

"Sakamoto is the class leader for Class F, right?"

Facing Fukuhara-sensei's question, Yuuji replied with a nod.

It was the perfect match, the worst class leader for the worst class. Instead of saying it's an honor, it might actually be a shame.

But Yuuji didn't think like that. He stood confidently on the podium and looked down at us.

"I am the class leader of Class F, Sakamoto Yuuji. You can either call me Sakamoto, or class leader."

Most of the students in the class didn't really care about who he was, since he was only the least idiotic of the idiots in Class F. Most thought it was like the pot calling the kettle black.

"Now, I have a question for everyone."

He looked into everyone's eyes, and spoke slowly.

Maybe it was because he got the timing right; everyone was looking at him now.

When he confirmed that he had everyone's attention, he moved his eyes to every corner of the classroom.

A classroom with the smell of mildew.

Old and dirty cushions.

Japanese tables with dirt left from sweat.

We followed his sight, looking at these one by one.

"Class A not only has air-conditioners, it also has adjustable chairs."

He took a deep breath, and calmly said:

"Are you dissatisfied?"

<big>'''"Of course!"'''</big>

The cries from the souls of every member in Class F rang through the corridor.

"Aren't you? Even I am dissatisfied with the current situation. As the class leader, I can see a big problem in here."

"That's right!"

"No matter how cheap the school fee is, it is unthinkable to let us use such equipment! We must tell the school to improve it!"

"We pay the same fee as Class A, but the treatment is too different!"

Complaints were coming from everywhere in the class.

"You are right. Therefore..."

Satisfied with the reaction of the classmates, Yuuji showed a fearless smile on his face.

"As a class leader, I have a suggestion."

Showing his tiger-tooth to his fellow comrades, he stated:

"I plan to declare a 'Test Summoning War' against Class A."

Class F leader, Sakamoto Yuuji, had ignited the flame of war.

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HonouRyuu:

===Second Question===

'''Write down an idiom which has the following meaning:'''

(1) Fail to do something you are good at

(2) Encounter consecutive unfortunate events

'''Himeji Mizuki's Answer'''

(1) "Even a monkey can fall from a tree."  

(2) "Having a leaking rooftop in a rainy day"

'''Teacher's Comment:'''

Correct. There are other answers for the first part of the question, such as, "Horses losing their front hooves", and "Even fishes may drown"; other answers for the second part would be, "Good things don't start coming, bad things never stop happening," and "A year full of misfortune," etc.
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'''Tsuchiya Kouta's Answer'''

(1) "Even horses will drop from a tree"

'''Teacher's Comment:'''

That would be an incredible scene.

'''Yoshii Akihisa's Answer'''

(2) "Have both a leaking rooftop and landslide occur"

'''Teacher's Comment:'''

Aren't you too unlucky?

"What the... Isn't this room too large to be a classroom?"

Stepping onto the third floor that I never had a chance to visit last year, I saw a classroom five times larger than usual right in front of me.

Maybe this was the Class A that people had been talking about? Let's see what's in there.

"Congratulations to everyone for making it to the second year. My name is Takahashi Youko, and I am the homeroom teacher for Class A. Nice to meet you."

I stopped and looked into the classroom through the big window; there was an intelligent looking woman with spectacles standing in the front of the classroom. She had her hair tied up at the back of her head and was dressed up neatly in a suit.

When she stopped her speech, her name didn't show on the blackboard. Instead, it showed up on a plasma TV which was huge enough to cover the whole wall. How luxurious! How much money did they spend on that?

"First of all, please check the things that you were given. Everyone should have a laptop, personal air-conditioner, fridge, adjustable chairs, etc. Are they working properly?"

There was more than enough space, facilities, and equipment. It was easily enough for 50 students to use.

The fridges were filled with drinks and snacks. Every student had their own air-conditioner, which they could adjust to whatever temperature he/she wanted.

If you looked around the classroom, you would notice that the ceiling was made of glass. High-class paintings were hung on the walls, and there were ornamental plants around the room. The interior design looked like the lobby of a five-star hotel.

"Besides the textbooks and reference books, the food and drinks in the fridge are provided by the school, free of charge. If you need any other facilities or equipment, feel free to let us know."

I could smell the fragrance of red tea, it seemed some students had made some.

"Now, let me introduce the class leader. Kirishima Shouko, please come forward."

"Yes."

The person who stood up and answered the call was a girl with long black hair. Her outlook resembled a Japanese doll.

She was a gentle looking girl who had a beautiful face, and a dignified aura which made her look like she was free of secular affairs.

Everyone in the classroom was looking at her.

Class leader ---- the person who scored the highest in the class division examination in this class.

In other words, the smartest person in Class A was also the smartest person among the second years; this explained why she was receiving so much attention.

"My name is Kirishima Shouko, nice to meet you."

Although everyone was looking at her, she still introduced herself as usual.

It seemed everyone was staring at her eye, but when I looked carefully, all of them were actually female. It seemed the rumors were true!

She was very famous as soon as she enrolled into this school. Everybody knew how beautiful she was, and a lot of guys confessed to her. However, none of them ever succeeded.

Since then, there were rumors saying she liked girls-----I see the tide didn't start without wind.

"Everyone in Class A, please work together with Kirishima from now on 'til the end of second year and study hard together! The 'WAR' starts now, please don't lose to anyone else. "

The homeroom teacher concluded the speech, Kirishima bowed and returned to her seat.

Oh no, I should hurry to my classroom.

I quickly walked along the corridors at a very fast pace.

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I stood below the sign with "Year 2 Class F" written on it, and hesitated.

Would being late to class give my classmates a bad impression?

Was anyone in the classroom disgusting, scary, or hard to deal with?

What kind of comrades will I have for the rest of the year? The more I thought about it, the more nervous I became.

"Well, maybe I just worry too much."

It was just being late; there was nothing to worry about.

Come to think of it, we were classmates; there was nothing to be afraid of! Maybe they would start to worry about me, if I was late because I wasn't feeling well (actually, it was because I overslept).

Calm down, there was nothing to worry about. I needed to trust the comrades whom I would have to work together with from now on.

After I made up my mind, I pushed the door open and greeted the classmates in the room with my most sincere voice.

"Sorry I'm late ♪."

"Hurry up and sit down, you idiot!"

My perfect image was ruined!

"Didn't you hear what I just said?"

Come to think of it, this person was being rude. Being a teacher doesn't grant you the right to speak like this.

I glared fiercely at the guy who was standing on the podium.

He was unexpectedly tall, probably close to 180 cm! His body was slim but not thin, which made him look like a ruthless boxer. Slowly looking up, I saw a pair of eyes filled with willpower, a wild looking, handsome face, and short hair on his head that looked like a '''mane.'''

"Yuuji, what the hell are you doing?"

This guy was not a teacher; he was my so-called friend, Sakamoto Yuuji.

"Because the teacher's late, I'm taking his place."

"You are replacing the teacher? You? Why?"

"Somehow, my score is the highest in Class F."

"So that makes you the class leader?"

"That's right."

Yuuji cunningly smiled. After listening to what he said, I smiled as well. In other words, if I could take care of Yuuji, no one could stop me from doing anything in this class.

"Therefore, everyone in this class is my subordinate."

Yuuji proudly overlooked the classmates who were sitting on the ground.

<nowiki>----</nowiki>Yes, everyone was sitting on the ground.

Why? The answer is simple, there were no chairs.

"On the other hand... This classroom really befits the name Class F."

I should find a place and sit down first.

"Sorry, please let me through."

Suddenly, a weak voice came from behind me.

A stupid looking old man, dressed in a wrinkled shirt with untidy hair is standing there.

"It is homeroom meeting now; can I put a chair there?"

Since he didn't wear a uniform, and looked far from being a teenager, I thought he might be our homeroom teacher.

"Roger that."

"Okay."

Yuuji and I answered him separately and returned to our seats.

The teacher waited until we were seated, then stood on the podium and spoke slowly:

"Good morning everyone, my name is Fujihara Shin; I will be the homeroom teacher for Year 2 Class F. Nice to meet you."

Fujihara-sensei originally planned to write his name on the dirty board, but he wasn't able to. Oh my spirit! The school didn't provide chalk?

"Does everyone have a Japanese-styled table and a cushion? Please raise your hand if you don't have one."

There were around fifty students squeezing in this small little classroom, without writing tables. There were only tatamis, Japanese-styled tables and cushions. What new and luxurious facilities! I had known about this since my first year, but seeing it firsthand still shocked me.

"Sensei-----My cushion doesn't have any cotton in it."

There were a number of students who complained about the faulty equipment.

"I see. Bear with it."

"Sensei, the leg of my table is broken."

"Did they give you some glue? Glue it yourself later."

"Sensei, cold air is blowing in from the broken window.."

"I see. I'll report it to the school and request for plastic bags and tape to repair it."

In the corner of the room, there were spiders freely making webs, and there wasn't a single spot on the wall that was clean or without graffiti. This is terrible; is this an abandoned house?

"If you need anything else, try to take care of it yourself..."

There was a smell of mildew filling up the classroom; it must be coming from below these old tatamis.

"Let's begin the self-introductions! We will start from the person sitting beside the corridor."

When Fujihara-sensei finished his speech, one of the students in the circle stood up and started to introduce himself.

"My name is Kinoshita Hideyoshi, a member of the drama club."

It was Hideyoshi speaking.

He had a unique way of talking. With a slim body and loosely tied shoulder-length hair, at a glance ----- No, even when I looked at him carefully, his cuteness could easily make me, someone who knew him, think that he was a girl. That's right, that was Kinoshita Hideyoshi, my classmate from last year.

On the other hand, if he dressed up in a female uniform and changed his way of speaking, he would definitely be treated like a girl. This could happen easily in a class filled with smelly guys like this.

"So then, nice to see you."

Hideyoshi smiled subtly, and ended his self-introduction. So... so CUTE! Wait a second, Yoshii Akihisa, don't fall for it! He's a guy!

"Tsuchiya Kouta..."

I was still mumbling the warning I had to give myself numerous times last year, when the next student had already started his self-introduction.

Who was it? Ah, I knew this guy as well.

He was still as reticent as usual. He didn't have a huge body, but you could see that he was good at sports from the muscles he had. I didn't know why he was so shy. Was it because he didn't want to stand out too much and get into trouble? Well, there were all sorts of people in the world.

However, I could only see guys in the classroom. Are there always so few girls in the worst class?

"...is my name. I grew up overseas. Although I can speak Japanese, reading is still a bit hard for me."

While I was thinking, another introduction began.

"My English is very poor because I grew up in Germany. My hobby is ---"

OH! It was a girl this time; it was a precious treasure to the whole class. Finally, at least there was one girl in the class.

"My hobby is beating Yoshii Akihisa ☆."

Who was it? Who had this special, extreme, and dangerous hobby?

"Hello---"

The person who was smiling and waving at me was---

"Ah, Shi---Shimada, it is you!"

"Yoshii, nice to see you again this year."

Another person I knew, and my natural enemy from last year---Shimada Minami.

Why? Why were so many people I knew in the same class as me? Wasn't it strange? Was this an example of, "Birds of a feather flock together?" I couldn't believe I was actually on the same level as these people!

"Nice to see you."

Okay, it seemed the person in front of me had just finished, and now it was my turn.

I took a breath and rose up from the ground.

Let's start my self-introduction! The first impression was very important. In order to make a lot of good friends, I made sure to stress that I was a positive and optimistic person.

Suddenly, an idea ran through my mind. I decided to use a relaxing joke to start my speech. I tried my best to speak in a funny way, and started my self-introduction.

"Er, my name is Yoshii Akihisa; feel free to call me 'Darling.'" 

<big>'''"DAR--LING!"'''</big>

The chorus of rough voices was more disgusting than I could ever imagine.

"Sorry, I take back what I said! Nice to see you."

Although I had a fake smile on my face and returned to my seat, I still felt like I was going to vomit. I never imagined that they would really call me that. Class F was really horrible.

Because of my feelings, the self-introductions never seemed to end.

Just when I nearly fell asleep from the monotonous introductions and names, someone opened the door. A girl stood at the entrance, putting her hand on her chest trying to catch her breath.

"I, I am sorry...I am la-late."

"What?"

Everyone shouted, but this was expected. When something like this happens, anyone would be shocked.

"Actually, you're coming at just the right time. We are introducing ourselves now. Please introduce yourself to the class, Himeji."

"O-OK! My name is Himeji Mizuki, nice to meet you..."

[[Image:BTS vol 01 025.jpg|thumb]]

Himeji used a voice even smaller than her petite body.

Her skin was as white as new snow. The long and soft hair at her back showed the gentle nature of the owner. With her cute appearance, she truly stood out in a class filled with guys.

However, her beautiful outlook was not why everyone was shocked.

"I have a question!"

One of the guys who had already introduced himself raised his right hand.

"Ah, ye...yes, what is your question?"

Being questioned immediately after stepping into the classroom, Himeji couldn't hide her surprise and nervousness, but her actions were reminiscent of a cute little animal. It was so cute.

"Why are you here?"

What an impolite first question.

But this was the same question everyone in the class wanted to ask.

Her cute outlook did attract attention, but more importantly her marks were very high. She had the second highest score on the enrollment examination, and she was always among the top ten.

A good student like her shouldn't be in Class F. No matter whom you ask, the answer would be that she belongs in Class A.

"About this..."

With a nervous look on her face, her body stiffened up, and she said:

"I had a fever during the class division examination..."

After hearing that, the entire class nodded as if to say "So that's why."

Leaving in the middle of the exam would result in a failing grade. In other words, she didn't finish the class division examination last year, so she was allocated to Class F.

Listening to Himeji's answer, many people in the class started to say their own excuses.

"Now that I think of it, I am allocated to Class F because of '''fever''' as well."

"Yeah, it was chemistry, right? That was hard."

"I didn't do well because I heard that my brother was involved in an accident."

"Shut up, you singleton."

"My girlfriend didn't let me sleep the night before the examination."

"Yeah, right. That's the biggest lie I ever heard."

These guys were more idiotic than I could imagine.

"Nice... nice to see you."

During the noisy discussion, she ran to the space beside Yuuji and me. I never thought that I would be in the same class as her, never mind sit next to her. To be honest, my heart was beating wildly. She was really very cute, and it made me think that welcoming her in a lousy classroom like this should be a serious crime.

"I am so scared..."

Himeji sighed and lay on the table when she got to her seat.

Great! Since we were sitting so close together, this was a great chance to talk! Our love would start from this incident, and eventually we would become destined lovers. That's right; this first sentence would be the key to the door of our happiness and future together.

"Hime-"

"Himeji."

Yuuji, who was sitting beside me, spoke and raised his voice over mine. Damn you Yuuji! My future plan "From classmates to the red carpet of marriage---Our springtime meeting---Six hundred and fifty four episodes" ended without playing for more than two minutes! What am I supposed to show to the audience for the next six hundred fifty three hours and fifty eight minutes!?

"Y-Yes? Is anything wrong?"

Himeji looked at Yuuji, panicked, and carefully straightened out her skirt. Was it because sitting on a cushion could easily wrinkle it?

"My name is Sakamoto, Sakamoto Yuuji, nice to meet you."

"Ah, my name is Himeji, nice to meet you."

She bowed her head deeply and gave a salute greeting. Her family education must have been very good.

"Well are you still feeling sick?"

"I would like to know too."

I unwittingly cut into the conversation. I was sitting beside her during the class division examination, she didn't look too well at the time. I wondered if she felt better now.

"Yo-Yoshii?"

Himeji was shocked when she saw my face. Did you have to be so shocked like that? Was I that ugly? No way, this was impo----

"Himeji, sorry that Akihisa's ugly face scares you."

What? What was going on here? Maybe Yuuji was trying to cover for me, but he was only making it worse.

"That... That's not true! You see, my eyes are filled with energy, my face is slim and beautiful, I am not ugly at all! Actually I..."

"Now that you mention it, your face doesn't look bad at all! Actually, I know someone who's interested in you!"

What? I'd never imagined that Yuuji would have such good information. I needed to confirm this.

"Eh? Who is ..."

"Who... Who is it?"

Himeji's voice covered my voice. Well, it didn't really matter since we were asking the same question. It seemed like girls in this age were interested in topics like this.

"I remember. The name is Kubo---"

Kubo? Who was the girl with the surname Kubo?

"Toshimitsu, I think!"

Kubo Toshimitsu --> ♂ (Sex/MALE)

"......"

"Akihisa, are you crying secretly?"

I was stained now; I couldn't be a bridegroom anymore.

"Don't worry, half of that was a joke."

"What? What about the other half?"

"Oh right, Himeji, are you feeling well?"

"I am fine now."

"Yuuji, what about the other half?"

Since Yuuji was ignoring me, I raised my voice to catch his attention.

"You over there, silence."

The teacher knocked the table a few times, the knocking sound served as a warning.

"Sorry---"

(Crashing sound)

Suddenly, the teacher's wooden table collapsed into wood chips. The table couldn't even take a few knocks, how bad did we have it here?

"...I'll get a new table to replace it. Please be patient."

The teacher felt embarrassed and quickly stepped out of the classroom.

Once again I realized how lousy our equipment was.

"Ah ha ha..."

Himeji had a forced smile on her face.

Looking at her like this reminded me that people like Yuuji and I deserved to study in a classroom like this, but it must be hard for a student like her.

Well, it was our own fault for not performing well in the examination. Being able to take care of our own health was a kind of strength as well. But being allocated to Class F just because of leaving the exam due to a fever was ridiculous. They should have at least given her another chance.

Anger towards the unfairness of the class division examination swirled up inside me. If that's the case, we should try our best in getting some better equipment for her.

I talked to the class leader who was yawning at the moment, "Yuuji, come here."

"What do you want?"

"We can't talk here, let's go to the corridor."

"Fine by me."

I stood up and walked towards the corridor. At that time, Himeji and I somehow made eye contact.

"Well, what's up?"

It was homeroom meeting now and no one was in the corridor, so we could speak freely.

"About this classroom..."

Of course I meant this one.

"The Class F classroom? It's worse than what I imagined."

"You also think so, right?" 

"Of course."

"Have you looked at Class A's equipment?"

"Yeah, it's so different from ours. I've never seen a classroom like that before."

On one side was a classroom with a blackboard full of cracks, without even any chalk to write on it with. On the other side was a classroom with an expensive plasma TV. Nobody can accept a difference in treatment like this, right?

"I have an idea. Since we are second years now, let's have a 'Test Summoning War!'"

"A war?"

"Yes, and the enemy is Class A."

"Why?"

Suddenly, Yuuji looked at me with wariness.

"Nothing special, it is just that our classroom is really lousy."

"Don't lie to me. A person like you, who has no interest in studying, now wants to have a war over the equipment? We'd be more likely to win the lottery."

Damn! His sixth sense was still as good as ever.

"No... No, that's not right! If I didn't want to study, I wouldn't have chosen this school---"

"You chose this school because it's cheap and has a good reputation in universities, right?"

No! I explained my reason to him before.

"Ah---That's----It's because...."

What should I do? I couldn't think of anything better.

"It's because of Himeji, right?"

Shock!

Since my real intention was actually for him to see through me, I unwittingly straightened my back.

"How... How do you know that?"

"You're so simple! I just tested you a bit, and you gave it away yourself."

The wary looking eyes disappeared, replaced by Yuuji's smile. I was cheated!

"That's not the only reason---"

"Yeah yeah, you don't have to explain anymore, I totally understand."

"I just told you, it's not what you think!"

Damn! I couldn't even communicate with this guy.

"Don't worry; even if you hadn't suggested it, I had already planned to declare war against Class A."

"Huh? Why? Yuuji, you're not studying either, are you?"

That's why he didn't care about the class equipment.

"I just want to prove that grades don't mean everything."

"?"

"I even came up with a plan to defeat Class A----Oh, the teacher's back! Let's get into the classroom."

Yuuji urged me to get in the classroom.

"Let's continue with the self-introductions."

After bringing in the new table (this one was lousy too), the homeroom meeting continued.

"My name is Sugawa Ryou. My hobby is---"

The monotonous introductions continued as usual.

"Sakamoto, you're the last."

"Roger."

Yuuji answered the teacher's call and rose up from his seat.

He kept his usual kidding mode and walked slowly towards the podium, with the dignity of a class leader.

"Sakamoto is the class leader for Class F, right?"

Facing Fukuhara-sensei's question, Yuuji replied with a nod.

It was the perfect match, the worst class leader for the worst class. Instead of saying it's an honor, it might actually be a shame.

But Yuuji didn't think like that. He stood confidently on the podium and looked down at us.

"I am the class leader of Class F, Sakamoto Yuuji. You can either call me Sakamoto, or class leader."

Most of the students in the class didn't really care about who he was, since he was only the least idiotic of the idiots in Class F. Most thought it was like the pot calling the kettle black.

"Now, I have a question for everyone."

He looked into everyone's eyes, and spoke slowly.

Maybe it was because he got the timing right; everyone was looking at him now.

When he confirmed that he had everyone's attention, he moved his eyes to every corner of the classroom.

A classroom with the smell of mildew.

Old and dirty cushions.

Japanese tables with dirt left from sweat.

We followed his sight, looking at these one by one.

"Class A not only has air-conditioners, it also has adjustable chairs."

He took a deep breath, and calmly said:

"Are you dissatisfied?"

<big>'''"Of course!"'''</big>

The cries from the souls of every member in Class F rang through the corridor.

"Aren't you? Even I am dissatisfied with the current situation. As the class leader, I can see a big problem in here."

"That's right!"

"No matter how cheap the school fee is, it is unthinkable to let us use such equipment! We must tell the school to improve it!"

"We pay the same fee as Class A, but the treatment is too different!"

Complaints were coming from everywhere in the class.

"You are right. Therefore..."

Satisfied with the reaction of the classmates, Yuuji showed a fearless smile on his face.

"As a class leader, I have a suggestion."

Showing his tiger-tooth to his fellow comrades, he stated:

"I plan to declare a 'Test Summoning War' against Class A."

Class F leader, Sakamoto Yuuji, had ignited the flame of war.

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Baka to Tesuto to Syokanju:Volume1 The First Question

2011-06-05T10:10:29Z

HonouRyuu:

"Um..."

"What's wrong?"

"Yuuji, when was the Taika Reform again?"

"You're a third year now, and you still don't know? You really are dumb, Shouko."

"We haven't been taught about that part yet. You're just too smart."

"It's easy to memorize, just remember 'Accident-Free Reform'[http://www.baka-tsuki.net/project/index.php?title=Baka_to_Tesuto_to_Syokanju:Volume1_Translator%27s_Notes#Question_1]"

"Accident-Free?"

"It's because no accidents occurred during the Taika Reform. Make sure you remember that."

"I will."

"It happened in the year 625."

"All right, I've memorized it."

"Good. Make sure you remember."

"Don't worry, I won't forget."

===First Question===

'''Please answer the following question:'''

To reduce the weight of frying pans, magnesium is used in the manufacturing process. However, this will cause an undesirable result when used in cooking. Describe what happens, and name an alloy that could be used to replace magnesium.

'''Himeji Mizuki's Answer:'''

"A violent chemical reaction will occur when magnesium is exposed to direct fire, causing it to burn. Duralumin could be used to replace magnesium."

'''Teacher's Comment:'''

Correct. The question specifically asked for an alloy, so answering "iron" would be incorrect. You weren't tricked.

'''Tsuchiya Kouta's Answer:'''

"Because the gas bill wasn't paid."

'''Teacher's Comment:'''

This is irrelevant to the question.

[[image:BTS vol 01 017.jpg|thumb]]
'''Yoshii Akihisa's Answer:'''

"Futuranium could be used ( <- It'll be super hard)."

'''Teacher's Comment:'''

That hasn't been discovered yet, has it?

This is my second spring here in Fumizuki Academy.

To welcome new students, both sides of the slope leading to the academy were filled with dazzling, flowering cherry blossoms. I'm not the type of elegant, classy person to stop and appreciate them, but it was just so beautiful that I couldn't help being mesmerized.

That happened for just an instant, though.

Certainly, my mind was filled with thoughts of spring, but they weren't about cherry blossoms. I was eager to know my new classroom and my comrades of war, whom I will be sharing the class with.

<center>☆</center>

"Yoshii, you're late."

A stern voice greeted me upon reaching the gates. I turned my head and looked at the direction of that voice. An athletic man, with lightly tanned complexion and short hair, was standing there.

"Ah, Iron- I mean, Mr. Nishimura, good morning!"

I bowed my head slightly as I greeted him. After all, he ''is'' the demonic counselor, Mr. Nishimura. You're definitely in for trouble when he calls your name.

"Did you call me 'Ironman'?"

"Haha, you're just hearing things."

"Oh, really?"

That was close; I nearly called him "Iron Man" like I always do.

By the way, he was nicknamed "Iron Man" because of his hobby in entering triathlons. Of course, his habit of wearing short sleeves even in the coldest winter contributed to that as well.

"That aside, you're not going to greet me only, are you?"

"Oh, sorry. You look pretty dark today."

"Are you more concerned with my skin tone than a proper apology for being late?"

"So that was what you meant... I'm sorry for being late."

"Good grief... You just never learn."

He let out a sigh as he mumbled that. From what he said, it made me sound like a regular offender for being late.

"Sir, I don't always come late, do I?"

He was our homeroom teacher last year, so he should know the number of times I was late for school.

"Never mind, just take this."

He took an envelope out of a box and handed it to me. My name, Yoshii Akihisa, was clearly written on it.

"Thanks."

I nodded politely to him and took the envelope.

"Why is the school handing out the results of the class division in such a troublesome way? Wouldn't it be easier to just post it on a bulletin board?"

It seemed to me to be very inconvenient, putting each student's result into an envelope and handing them out personally.

"We would have done that if we were just another regular school, but our school is the first one in the world to use such a cutting-edge examination system. This is the reason we're handing out the results individually."

"I supposed so..."

I answered him as I fumbled with the envelope. Which class would I be placed in? I can't wait to see.

Second year and above students of Fumizuki Academy are allocated into different classes, from Class A to Class F, depending on the class examinations. To put it simply, geniuses would be in Class A, and idiots would be in Class F, with everyone else in between. Your level of intelligence will be indicated by your class placement. In order to protect my manly pride, I will do whatever it takes to ''not'' be in Class F.

"Yoshii, to tell you the truth..."

"Hm?"

The envelope was glued shut, and I was still trying to open it.

"After a year observing you, I had been wondering: ''Could Yoshii really be an idiot?''"

"You're greatly mistaken about that, sir. I would have to add 'Moron' to your nickname if you were being serious about that."

I wasn't trying to brag. I didn't study much for last year's examination, but I felt pretty good on how I fared in the exam. Surely, he must have changed his opinion of me when he saw my results.

"Indeed. When I looked at your results, I realized how mistaken I am."

"I'm glad to hear that."

I just couldn't peel it open. Oh well, guess I'll have to tear the top part off.

Which class will I be in? Is it Class D? Maybe Class C?

"Be glad, Yoshii. My doubts for you have completely disappeared."

I unfolded a piece of paper inside, and read the words written on it:

"Yoshii Akihisa - Class F"

"You really ''are'' an idiot."

Thus, my life in the worst class began.

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Baka to Tesuto to Syokanju:Volume1 The First Question

2011-06-05T10:04:22Z

HonouRyuu:

"Um..."

"What's wrong?"

"Yuuji, when was the Taika Reform again?"

"You're a third year now, and you still don't know? You really are dumb, Shouko."

"We haven't been taught about that part yet. You're just too smart."

"It's easy to memorize, just remember 'Accident-Free Reform'[http://www.baka-tsuki.net/project/index.php?title=Baka_to_Tesuto_to_Syokanju:Volume1_Translator%27s_Notes#Question_1]"

"Accident-Free?"

"It's because no accidents occurred during the Taika Reform. Make sure you remember that."

"I will."

"It happened in the year 625."

"All right, I've memorized it."

"Good. Make sure you remember."

"Don't worry, I won't forget."

===First Question===

'''Please answer the following question:'''

To reduce the weight of frying pans, magnesium is used in the manufacturing process. However, this will cause an undesirable result when used in cooking. Describe what happens, and name an alloy that could be used to replace magnesium.

'''Himeji Mizuki's Answer:'''

"A violent chemical reaction will occur when magnesium is exposed to direct fire, causing it to burn. Duralumin could be used to replace magnesium."

'''Teacher's Comment:'''

Correct. The question specifically asked for an alloy, so answering "iron" would be incorrect. You weren't tricked.

'''Tsuchiya Kouta's Answer:'''

"Because the gas bill wasn't paid."

'''Teacher's Comment:'''

This is irrelevant to the question.

[[image:BTS vol 01 017.jpg|thumb]]
'''Yoshii Akihisa's Answer:'''

"Futuranium could be used ( <- It'll be super hard)."

'''Teacher's Comment:'''

That hasn't been discovered yet, has it?

This is my second spring here in Fumizuki Academy.

To welcome new students, both sides of the slope leading to the academy were filled with dazzling, flowering cherry blossoms. I'm not the type of elegant, classy person to stop and appreciate them, but it was just so beautiful that I couldn't help being mesmerized.

That happened for just an instant, though.

Certainly, my mind was filled with thoughts of spring, but they weren't about cherry blossoms. I was eager to know my new classroom and my comrades of war, whom I will be sharing the class with.

<center>☆</center>

"Yoshii, you're late."

A stern voice greeted me upon reaching the gates. I turned my head and looked at the direction of that voice. An athletic man, with lightly tanned complexion and short hair, was standing there.

"Ah, Iron- I mean, Mr. Nishimura, good morning!"

I bowed my head slightly as I greeted him. After all, he ''is'' the demonic counselor, Mr. Nishimura. You're definitely in for trouble when he calls your name.

"Did you call me 'Ironman'?"

"Haha, you're just hearing things."

"Oh, really?"

That was close; I nearly called him "Iron Man" like I always do.

By the way, he was nicknamed "Iron Man" because of his hobby in entering triathlons. Of course, his habit of wearing short sleeves even in the coldest winter contributed to that as well.

"That aside, you're not going to greet me only, are you?"

"Oh, sorry. You look pretty dark today."

"Are you more concerned with my skin tone than a proper apology for being late?"

"So that was what you meant... I'm sorry for being late."

"Good grief... You just never learn."

He let out a sigh as he mumbled that. From what he said, it made me sound like a regular offender for being late.

"Sir, I don't always come late, do I?"

He was our homeroom teacher last year, so he should know the number of times I was late for school.

"Never mind, just take this."

He took an envelope out of a box and handed it to me. My name, Yoshii Akihisa, was clearly written on it.

"Thanks."

I nodded politely to him and took the envelope.

"Why is the school handing out the results of the class division in such a troublesome way? Wouldn't it be easier to just post it on a bulletin board?"

It seemed to me to be very inconvenient, putting each student's result into an envelope and handing them out personally.

"We would have done that if we were just another regular school, but our school is the first one in the world to use such a cutting-edge examination system. This is the reason we're handing out the results individually."

"I supposed so..."

I answered him as I fumbled with the envelope. Which class would I be placed in? I can't wait to see.

Second year and above students of Fumizuki Academy are allocated into different classes, from Class A to Class F, depending on the class examinations. To put it simply, geniuses would be in Class A, and idiots would be in Class F, with everyone else in between. Your level of intelligence will be indicated by your class placement. In order to protect my manly pride, I will do whatever it takes to ''not'' be in Class F.

"Yoshii, to tell you the truth..."

"Hm?"

The envelope was glued shut, and I was still trying to open it.

"After a year observing you, I had been wondering: 'Could Yoshii really be an idiot?'"

"You're greatly mistaken about that, sir. I would have to add 'Moron' to your nickname if you were being serious about that."

I wasn't trying to brag. I didn't study much for last year's examination, but I felt pretty good on how I fared in the exam. Surely, he must have changed his opinion of me when he saw my results.

"Indeed. When I looked at your results, I realized how mistaken I am."

"I'm glad to hear that."

I just couldn't peel it open. Oh well, guess I'll have to tear the top part off.

Which class will I be in? Is it Class D? Maybe Class C?

"Be glad, Yoshii. My doubts for you have completely disappeared."

I unfolded a piece of paper inside, and read the words written on it:

"Yoshii Akihisa - Class F"

"You ''really'' are an idiot."

Thus, my life in the worst class began.

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Baka to Tesuto to Syokanju:Volume1 The First Question

2011-06-05T09:26:00Z

HonouRyuu: /* First Question */

"Um..."

"What's wrong?"

"Yuuji, when was the Taika Reform again?""You're a third year now, and you still don't know this? You really are dumb, Shouko."

"We haven't been taught about that part yet. You're just too smart."

"It's easy to memorize, just remember: Accident-Free Reform'[http://www.baka-tsuki.net/project/index.php?title=Baka_to_Tesuto_to_Syokanju:Volume1_Translator%27s_Notes#Question_1]"

"Accident-Free?"

"It's because no accidents occurred during the Taika Reform. Make sure you remember that."

"I will."

"It happened in the year 625."

"All right, I've memorized it."

"Good. Make sure you remember."

"Don't worry, I won't forget."

===First Question===

'''Please answer the following question:'''

To reduce the weight of frying pans, magnesium is used in the manufacturing process. However, this will cause an undesirable result when used in cooking. Describe what happens, and name an alloy that could be used to replace magnesium.

'''Himeji Mizuki's Answer:'''

"A violent chemical reaction will occur when magnesium is exposed to direct fire, causing it to burn. Duralumin could be used to replace magnesium."

'''Teacher's Comment:'''

Correct. The question specifically asked for an alloy, so answering "iron" would be incorrect. You weren't tricked.

'''Tsuchiya Kouta's Answer:'''

"Because the gas bill wasn't paid."

'''Teacher's Comment:'''

This is irrelevant to the question.

[[image:BTS vol 01 017.jpg|thumb]]
'''Yoshii Akihisa's Answer:'''

"Futuranium could be used ( <- It will be really hard)."

'''Teacher's Comment:'''

That hasn't been discovered yet, has it?

This is my second spring here in Fumizuki Academy.

To welcome new students, both sides of the slope leading to the academy were filled with dazzling, flowering cherry blossoms. I'm not the type of elegant, classy person to stop and appreciate them, but it was just so beautiful that I couldn't help being mesmerized.

That happened for just an instant, though.

Certainly, my mind was filled with thoughts of spring, but they weren't about cherry blossoms. I was eager to know my new classroom and my comrades of war, whom I will be sharing the class with.

<center>☆</center>

"Yoshii, you're late."

A stern voice greeted me upon reaching the gates. I turned my head and looked at the direction of that voice. An athletic man, with lightly tanned complexion and short hair, was standing there.

"Ah, Iron- I mean, Mr. Nishimura, good morning!"

I bowed my head slightly as I greeted him. After all, he ''is'' the demonic counselor, Mr. Nishimura. You're definitely in for trouble when he calls your name.

"Did you call me 'Ironman'?"

"Haha, you're just hearing things."

"Oh, really?"

That was close; I nearly called him "Iron Man" like I always do.

By the way, he was nicknamed "Iron Man" because of his hobby in entering triathlons. Of course, his habit of wearing short sleeves even in the coldest winter contributed to that as well.

"That aside, you're not going to greet me only, are you?"

"Oh, I'm sorry. You look pretty dark today."

"Are you more concerned with my skin tone than a proper apology for being late?"

"Oh, so that was what you meant... I'm sorry for being late."

"Good grief... You just never learn."

He let out a sigh as he mumbled that. From what he said, it made me sound like a regular offender for being late.

"Sir, I don't always come late, do I?"

He was our homeroom teacher last year, so he should know the number of times I was late for school.

"Never mind, just take this."

He took an envelope out of a box and handed it to me. My name, Yoshii Akihisa, was clearly written on it.

"Thank you."

I nodded politely to him and took the envelope.

"Why is the school handing out the results of the class division in such a troublesome way? Wouldn't it be easier to just post it on a bulletin board?"

It seemed to me to be very inconvenient, putting each student's result into an envelope and handing them out personally.

"We would have done that if we were just another regular school, but our school is the first one in the world to use such a cutting-edge examination system. This is the reason we're handing out the results individually."

"I supposed so..."

I answered him as I fumbled with the envelope. Which class would I be placed in? I can't wait to see.

Second year and above students of Fumizuki Academy are allocated into different classes, from Class A to Class F, depending on the class examinations. To put it simply, geniuses would be in Class A, and idiots would be in Class F, with everyone else in between. Your level of intelligence will be indicated by your class placement. In order to protect my manly pride, I will do whatever it takes to ''not'' be in Class F.

"Yoshii, to tell you the truth..."

"Yes?"

The envelope was glued shut, and I was still trying to open it.

"After a year observing you, I had been wondering: 'Could Yoshii really be an idiot?'"

"You're greatly mistaken about that, sir. I would have to add 'Moron' to your nickname if you were being serious about that."

I wasn't trying to brag. I didn't study much for last year's examination, but I felt pretty good on how I fared in the exam. Surely, he must have changed his opinion of me when he saw my results.

"Indeed. When I looked at your results, I realized how mistaken I am."

"I'm glad to hear that."

I just couldn't peel it open. Oh well, guess I'll have to tear the top part off.

Which class will I be in? Is it Class D? Maybe Class C?

"Be glad, Yoshii. My doubts for you have completely disappeared."

I unfolded a piece of paper inside, and read the words written on it:

"Yoshii Akihisa - Class F"

"You really are an idiot."

Thus, my life in the worst class began.

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Baka to Tesuto to Syokanju:Volume1 The First Question

2011-06-05T09:11:06Z

HonouRyuu: /* First Question */

"Um..."

"What's wrong?"

"Yuuji, when was the Taika Reform again?""You're a third year now, and you still don't know this? You really are dumb, Shouko."

"We haven't been taught about that part yet. You're just too smart."

"It's easy to memorize, just remember: Accident-Free Reform'[http://www.baka-tsuki.net/project/index.php?title=Baka_to_Tesuto_to_Syokanju:Volume1_Translator%27s_Notes#Question_1]"

"Accident-Free?"

"It's because no accidents occurred during the Taika Reform. Make sure you remember that."

"I will."

"It happened in the year 625."

"All right, I've memorized it."

"Good. Make sure you remember."

"Don't worry, I won't forget."

===First Question===

'''Please answer the following question:'''

To reduce the weight of frying pans, magnesium is used in the manufacturing process. However, this will cause an undesirable result when used in cooking. Describe what happens, and name an alloy that could be used to replace magnesium.

'''Himeji Mizuki's Answer:'''

"A violent chemical reaction will occur when magnesium is exposed to direct fire, causing it to burn. Duralumin could be used to replace magnesium."

'''Teacher's Comment:'''

Correct. The question specifically asked for an alloy, so answering "iron" would be incorrect. You weren't tricked.

'''Tsuchiya Kouta's Answer:'''

"Because the gas bill wasn't paid."

'''Teacher's Comment:'''

This is irrelevant to the question.

[[image:BTS vol 01 017.jpg|thumb]]
'''Yoshii Akihisa's Answer:'''

"Futuranium could be used ( <- It will be really hard)."

'''Teacher's Comment:'''

That hasn't been discovered yet, has it?

This is my second spring here in Fumizuki Academy.

To welcome new students, both sides of the slope leading to the academy were filled with dazzling, flowering cherry blossoms. I'm not the type of elegant, classy person to stop and appreciate them, but it was just so beautiful that I couldn't help being mesmerized.

That happened for just an instant, though.

Certainly, my mind was filled with thoughts of spring, but they weren't about cherry blossoms. I was eager to know my new classroom and my comrades of war, whom I will be sharing the class with.

<center>☆</center>

"Yoshii, you're late."

A stern voice greeted me upon reaching the gates. I turned my head and looked at the direction of that voice. An athletic man, with lightly tanned complexion and short hair, was standing there.

"Ah, Iron- I mean, Mr. Nishimura, good morning!"

I bowed my head slightly as I greeted him. After all, he ''is'' the demonic counselor, Mr. Nishimura. You're definitely in for some trouble when he calls your name.

"Did you call me 'Ironman'?"

"Haha, you're just hearing things."

"Oh, really?"

That was close; I nearly called him "Iron Man" like I always do.

By the way, he was nicknamed "Iron Man" because of his hobby in entering triathlons. Of course, his habit of wearing short sleeves even in the coldest winter contributed to that as well.

"That aside, you're not going to greet me only, are you?"

"Oh, I'm sorry. You look pretty dark today."

"Are you more concerned with my skin tone than a proper apology for being late?"

"Oh, so that was what you meant... I'm sorry for being late."

"Good grief... You just never learn."

He let out a sigh as he mumbled that. From what he said, it made me sound like a regular offender for being late.

"Sir, I don't always come late, do I?"

He was our homeroom teacher last year, so he should know the number of times I was late for school.

"Never mind, just take this."

He took an envelope out of a box and handed it to me. My name, Yoshii Akihisa, was clearly written on it.

"Thank you."

I nodded politely to him and took the envelope.

"Why is the school handing out the results of the class division in such a troublesome way? Wouldn't it be easier to just post it on a bulletin board?"

It seemed to me to be very inconvenient, putting each student's result into an envelope and handing them out personally.

"We would have done that if we were just another regular school, but our school is the first one in the world to use such a cutting-edge examination system. This is the reason we're handing the results out individually."

"I supposed so..."

I answered him as I open the envelope. Which class would I be placed in? I can't wait to see.

Second year and above students of Fumizuki Academy are allocated into different classes, from Class A to Class F, depending on the class examinations. To put it simply, geniuses would be in Class A, and idiots would be in Class F, with everyone else in between. Your level of intelligence will be indicated by your class placement. In order to protect my manly pride, I will do whatever it takes to ''not'' be in Class F.

"Yoshii, to tell you the truth..."

"Yes?"

The envelope was glued shut, and I was still trying to open it.

"After a year observing you, I had been wondering: 'Could Yoshii really be an idiot?'"

"You're greatly mistaken about that, sir. I would have to add 'Moron' to your nickname if you were being serious about that."

I wasn't trying to brag. I didn't study much for last year's examination, but I felt pretty good on how I fared in the exam. Surely, he must have changed his opinion of me when he saw my results.

"Indeed. When I looked at your results, I realized how mistaken I am."

"I'm glad to hear that."

I just couldn't peel it open. Oh well, guess I'll have to tear the top part off.

Which class will I be in? Is it Class D? Maybe Class C?

"Be glad, Yoshii. My doubts for you have completely disappeared."

I unfolded a piece of paper inside, and read the words written on it:

"Yoshii Akihisa - Class F"

"You really are an idiot."

Thus, my life in the worst class began.

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Baka to Tesuto to Syokanju:Volume1 The First Question

2011-06-05T09:04:47Z

HonouRyuu:

"Um..."

"What's wrong?"

"Yuuji, when was the Taika Reform again?""You're a third year now, and you still don't know this? You really are dumb, Shouko."

"We haven't been taught about that part yet. You're just too smart."

"It's easy to memorize, just remember: Accident-Free Reform'[http://www.baka-tsuki.net/project/index.php?title=Baka_to_Tesuto_to_Syokanju:Volume1_Translator%27s_Notes#Question_1]"

"Accident-Free?"

"It's because no accidents occurred during the Taika Reform. Make sure you remember that."

"I will."

"It happened in the year 625."

"All right, I've memorized it."

"Good. Make sure you remember."

"Don't worry, I won't forget."

===First Question===

'''Please answer the following question:'''

To reduce the weight of frying pans, magnesium is used in the manufacturing process. However, this will cause an undesirable result when used in cooking. Describe what happens, and name an alloy that could be used to replace magnesium.

'''Himeji Mizuki's Answer:'''

"A violent chemical reaction will occur when magnesium is exposed to direct fire, causing it to burn. Duralumin could be used to replace magnesium."

'''Teacher's Comment:'''

Correct. The question specifically asked for an alloy, so answering "iron" would be incorrect. You weren't tricked.

'''Tsuchiya Kouta's Answer:'''

"Because the gas bill wasn't paid."

'''Teacher's Comment:'''

This is irrelevant to the question.

[[image:BTS vol 01 017.jpg|thumb]]
'''Yoshii Akihisa's Answer:'''

"Futuranium could be used ( <- It will be really hard)."

'''Teacher's Comment:'''

That hasn't been discovered yet, has it?

This is my second spring here in Fumizuki Academy.

To welcome new students, both sides of the slope leading to the academy were filled with dazzling, flowering cherry blossoms. I'm not the type of elegant, classy person to stop and appreciate them, but it was just so beautiful that I couldn't help being mesmerized.

That happened for just an instant, though.

Certainly, my mind was filled with thoughts of spring, but they weren't about cherry blossoms. I was eager to know my new classroom and my comrades of war, whom I will be sharing the class with.

<center>☆</center>

"Yoshii, you're late."

A stern voice greeted me upon reaching the gates. I turned my head and looked at the direction of that voice. An athletic man, with lightly tanned complexion and short hair, was standing there.

"Ah, Iron- I mean, Mr. Nishimura, good morning!"

I bowed my head slightly as I greeted him. After all, he ''is'' the demonic counselor, Mr. Nishimura. You're definitely in for some trouble when he calls your name.

"Did you call me 'Ironman'?"

"Haha, you're just hearing things."

"Oh, really?"

That was close; I nearly called him "Iron Man" like I always do.

By the way, he was nicknamed "Iron Man" because of his hobby in entering triathlons. Of course, his habit of wearing short sleeves even in the coldest winter contributed to that as well.

"That aside, you're not going to greet me only, are you?"

"Oh, I'm sorry. You look pretty dark today."

"Are you more concerned with my skin tone than a proper apology for being late?"

"Oh, so that was what you meant... I'm sorry for being late."

"Good grief... You just never learn."

He let out a sigh as he mumbled that. From what he said, it made me sound like a regular offender for being late.

"Sir, I don't always come late, do I?"

He was our homeroom teacher last year, so he should know the number of times I was late for school.

"Never mind, just take this."

He took an envelope out of a box and handed it to me. My name, Yoshii Akihisa, was clearly written on it.

"Thank you."

I nodded politely to him and took the envelope.

"Why is the school handing out the results of the class division in such a troublesome way? Wouldn't it be easier to just post it on a bulletin board?"

It seemed to me to be very inconvenient, putting each student's result into an envelope and handing them out personally.

"We would have done that if we were just another regular school, but our school is the first one in the world to use such a cutting-edge examination system. This is the reason we're handing the results out individually."

"I supposed so..."

I answered him as I open the envelope. Which class would I be placed in? I can't wait to see.

Second year and above students of Fumizuki Academy are allocated into different classes, from Class A to Class F, depending on the class examinations. To put it simply, geniuses would be in Class A, and idiots would be in Class F, with everyone else in between. Your level of intelligence will be indicated by your class placement. In order to protect my manly pride, I will do whatever it takes to ''not'' be in Class F.

"Yoshii, to tell you the truth..."

"Yes?"

The envelope was glued shut, and I was still trying to open it.

"After a year observing you, I had been wondering: 'Could Yoshii really be an idiot?'"

"You're greatly mistaken about that, sir. I would have to add 'Moron' to your nickname if you were being serious about that."

I wasn't trying to brag. I didn't study much for last year's examination, but I felt pretty good on how I fared in the exam. Surely, he must have changed his opinion of me when he saw my results.

"Indeed. When I looked at your results, I realized how mistaken I am."

"I'm glad to hear that."

I just couldn't peel it open. ''Oh well, guess I have to tear the top part off.''

Which class will I be in? Is it Class D? Maybe Class C?

"Be glad, Yoshii. My doubts for you have completely disappeared."

I unfolded a piece of paper inside, and read the words written on it:

"Yoshii Akihisa - Class F"

"You really are an idiot."

Thus, my life in the worst class began.

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Baka to Tesuto to Syokanju:Volume1 The First Question

2011-06-05T09:03:14Z

HonouRyuu: /* First Question */

"Um..."

"What's wrong?"

"Yuuji, when was the Taika Reform again?""You're a third year now, and you still don't know this? You really are dumb, Shouko."

"We haven't been taught about that part yet. You're just too smart."

"It's easy to memorize, just remember: Accident-Free Reform'[http://www.baka-tsuki.net/project/index.php?title=Baka_to_Tesuto_to_Syokanju:Volume1_Translator%27s_Notes#Question_1]"

"Accident-Free?"

"It's because no accidents occurred during the Taika Reform. Make sure you remember that."

"I will."

"It happened in the year 625."

"All right, I've memorized it."

"Good. Make sure you remember."

"Don't worry, I won't forget."

===First Question===

'''Please answer the following question:'''

To reduce the weight of frying pans, magnesium is used in the manufacturing process. However, this will cause an undesirable result when used in cooking. Describe what happens, and name an alloy that could be used to replace magnesium.

'''Himeji Mizuki's Answer:'''

"A violent chemical reaction will occur when magnesium is exposed to direct fire, causing it to burn. Duralumin could be used to replace magnesium."

'''Teacher's Comment:'''

Correct. The question specifically asked for an alloy, so answering "iron" would be incorrect. You weren't tricked.

'''Tsuchiya Kouta's Answer:'''

"Because the gas bill wasn't paid."

'''Teacher's Comment:'''

This is irrelevant to the question.

[[image:BTS vol 01 017.jpg|thumb]]
'''Yoshii Akihisa's Answer:'''

"Futuranium could be used ( <- It will be really hard)."

'''Teacher's Comment:'''

That hasn't been discovered yet, has it?

This is my second spring here in Fumizuki Academy.

To welcome new students, both sides of the slope leading to the academy were filled with dazzling, flowering cherry blossoms. I'm not the type of elegant, classy person to stop and appreciate them, but it was just so beautiful that I couldn't help being mesmerized.

That happened for just an instant, though.

Certainly, my mind was filled with thoughts of spring, but they weren't about cherry blossoms. I was eager to know my new classroom and my comrades of war, whom I will be sharing the class with.

<center>☆</center>

"Yoshii, you're late."

A stern voice greeted me upon reaching the gates. I turned my head and looked at the direction of that voice. An athletic man, with lightly tanned complexion and short hair, was standing there.

"Ah, Iron- I mean, Mr. Nishimura[http://www.baka-tsuki.net/project/index.php?title=Baka_to_Tesuto_to_Syokanju:Volume1_Translator%27s_Notes#Question_1], good morning!"

I bowed my head slightly as I greeted him. After all, he ''is'' the demonic counselor, Mr. Nishimura. You're definitely in for some trouble when he calls your name.

"Did you call me 'Ironman'?"

"Haha, you're just hearing things."

"Oh, really?"

That was close; I nearly called him "Iron Man" like I always do.

By the way, he was nicknamed "Iron Man" because of his hobby in entering triathlons. Of course, his habit of wearing short sleeves even in the coldest winter contributed to that as well.

"That aside, you're not going to greet me only, are you?"

"Oh, I'm sorry. You look pretty dark today."

"Are you more concerned with my skin tone than a proper apology for being late?"

"Oh, so that was what you meant... I'm sorry for being late."

"Good grief... You just never learn."

He let out a sigh as he mumbled that. From what he said, it made me sound like a regular offender for being late.

"Sir, I don't always come late, do I?"

He was our homeroom teacher last year, so he should know the number of times I was late for school.

"Never mind, just take this."

He took an envelope out of a box and handed it to me. My name, Yoshii Akihisa, was clearly written on it.

"Thank you."

I nodded politely to him and took the envelope.

"Why is the school handing out the results of the class division in such a troublesome way? Wouldn't it be easier to just post it on a bulletin board?"

It seemed to me to be very inconvenient, putting each student's result into an envelope and handing them out personally.

"We would have done that if we were just another regular school, but our school is the first one in the world to use such a cutting-edge examination system. This is the reason we're handing the results out individually."

"I supposed so..."

I answered him as I open the envelope. Which class would I be placed in? I can't wait to see.

Second year and above students of Fumizuki Academy are allocated into different classes, from Class A to Class F, depending on the class examinations. To put it simply, geniuses would be in Class A, and idiots would be in Class F, with everyone else in between. Your level of intelligence will be indicated by your class placement. In order to protect my manly pride, I will do whatever it takes to ''not'' be in Class F.

"Yoshii, to tell you the truth..."

"Yes?"

The envelope was glued shut, and I was still trying to open it.

"After a year observing you, I had been wondering: 'Could Yoshii really be an idiot?'"

"You're greatly mistaken about that, sir. I would have to add 'Moron' to your nickname if you were being serious about that."

I wasn't trying to brag. I didn't study much for last year's examination, but I felt pretty good on how I fared in the exam. Surely, he must have changed his opinion of me when he saw my results.

"Indeed. When I looked at your results, I realized how mistaken I am."

"I'm glad to hear that."

I just couldn't peel it open. ''Oh well, guess I have to tear the top part off.''

Which class will I be in? Is it Class D? Maybe Class C?

"Be glad, Yoshii. My doubts for you have completely disappeared."

I unfolded a piece of paper inside, and read the words written on it:

"Yoshii Akihisa - Class F"

"You really are an idiot."

Thus, my life in the worst class began.

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Baka to Tesuto to Syokanju:Volume1 The First Question

2011-06-04T11:08:08Z

HonouRyuu: /* First Question */

"Um..."

"What's wrong?"

"Yuuji, when was the Taika Reform again?""You're a third year now, and you still don't know this? You really are dumb, Shouko."

"We haven't been taught about that part yet. You're just too smart."

"It's easy to memorize, just remember: Accident-Free Reform'[http://www.baka-tsuki.net/project/index.php?title=Baka_to_Tesuto_to_Syokanju:Volume1_Translator%27s_Notes#Question_1]"

"Accident-Free?"

"It's because no accidents occurred during the Taika Reform. Make sure you remember that."

"I will."

"It happened in the year 625."

"All right, I've memorized it."

"Good. Make sure you remember."

"Don't worry, I won't forget."

===First Question===

'''Please answer the following question:'''

To reduce the weight of frying pans, magnesium is used in the manufacturing process. However, this will cause an undesirable result when used in cooking. Describe what happens, and name an alloy that could be used to replace magnesium.

'''Himeji Mizuki's Answer:'''

"A violent chemical reaction will occur when magnesium is exposed to direct fire, causing it to burn. Aluminum could be used to replace magnesium."

'''Teacher's Comment:'''

Correct. The question specifically asked for an alloy, so answering "iron" would be incorrect. You weren't tricked.

'''Tsuchiya Kouta's Answer:'''

"Because the gas bill wasn't paid."

'''Teacher's Comment:'''

This is irrelevant to the question.

[[image:BTS vol 01 017.jpg|thumb]]
'''Yoshii Akihisa's Answer:'''

"A futuristic alloy could be used (because it will be very hard)."

'''Teacher's Comment:'''

Even so, you wouldn't be able to use it in the present, could you?

We were welcoming the arrival of the second spring since we started at Fumitsuki Gakuen.

To welcome new students, both sides of the slope leading to the school building were filled with dazzling, flowering cherry blossoms. Even though I was not an elegant person who could appreciate flowers, I couldn't stop myself from being attracted to the beautiful scenery before me.

However, it was only for a very short time.

My mind was filled with thoughts of spring, not of cherry blossoms, but of the new classroom and students who will be with me throughout the year. In other words, it was all about my new class after the class divisions.

<center>☆</center>

"Yoshii, you're late."

In front of the entrance, a strong low voice called me. I turned my head and looked towards the source. An athletic man with light, dark skin and short hair was standing there.

"Ah, Iron... no, Nishimura-sensei[http://www.baka-tsuki.net/project/index.php?title=Baka_to_Tesuto_to_Syokanju:Volume1_Translator%27s_Notes#Question_1], good morning!"

"You almost called me 'Iron Man' just now, didn't you?"

"Ha ha, you're thinking too much."

"Oh, am I?"

That was close; I nearly called him "Iron Man," just like before.

By the way, Nishimura-sensei got his nickname "Iron Man" because of his hobby of entering triathlons. Of course, his habit of wearing short sleeves during winter also contributed to the name.

"A normal person shouldn't say 'good morning' in this situation!"

"Ah, I am sorry. Err... Your skin is very dark today as well."

"What! Is my skin color more important than you being late for school?"

"I see, you're talking about that... Sorry I'm late."

"You... you just never learn your lesson."

He sighed and mumbled. From what he said, you would think I was usually late for school.

"Sensei, I'm not usually late, am I?"

Nishimura-sensei was our homeroom teacher last year, so he should know that I was very punctual.

"Forget it, just take this."

He took an envelope out of a box and handed it over to me. My name, Yoshii Akihisa, was clearly written on it.

"Ah, thank you."

I simply nodded and took the envelope.

"But why does the school need to post the class divisions in such a troublesome way? Isn't posting it on the announcement board a better idea?"

Putting the results into individual envelopes, and handing them out one by one seemed very inconvenient.

"It is troublesome, but our school uses the most advanced system in the world, and this is required for it."

"I see."

I answered him and tried to open the envelope. Which class would I be placed in? I started to get a little nervous.

Here at Fumitsuki Gakuen, starting from second year, students are allocated into different classes, from Class A to Class F, depending on the class division examinations. To put it simply, geniuses would study in Class A, and idiots would study in Class F, with everyone else in between. You would know how smart someone is just by knowing his or her class placement. To protect my pride, I must not be placed into Class F.

"Yoshii, to tell you the truth..."

"What?"

The envelope was glued shut, and I was still working on opening it.

"After observing you, I've been wondering: 'Could it be that Yoshii is an idiot?'."

"Sensei, you can't be serious. If you are, you should change your nickname to 'Moron'."

It's not that I was overconfident. Though I didn't work very hard, I still did pretty well in the class division examination last year. I assumed that when he saw my results he would immediately change his opinion.

"Have you seen my results? I feel pretty good about it."

"I do hope I was wrong."

I gave up on opening it neatly, so after it was opened with a smooth tearing sound, I found a folded piece of paper inside.

Which class will I be in? Is it Class D? Maybe Class C?

"Yoshii, you should be glad right? My opinion is really correct."

As I unfolded the paper, I read the all-important result:

"Yoshii Akihisa... ... ...Class F"

"You really are an idiot."

And so, my sorrowful school life began.

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Baka to Tesuto to Syokanju:Volume1 The First Question

2011-06-04T11:06:37Z

HonouRyuu: /* First Question */

"Um..."

"What's wrong?"

"Yuuji, when was the Taika Reform again?""You're a third year now, and you still don't know this? You really are dumb, Shouko."

"We haven't been taught about that part yet. You're just too smart."

"It's easy to memorize, just remember: Accident-Free Reform'[http://www.baka-tsuki.net/project/index.php?title=Baka_to_Tesuto_to_Syokanju:Volume1_Translator%27s_Notes#Question_1]"

"Accident-Free?"

"It's because no accidents occurred during the Taika Reform. Make sure you remember that."

"I will."

"It happened in the year 625."

"All right, I've memorized it."

"Good. Make sure you remember."

"Don't worry, I won't forget."

===First Question===

'''Please answer the following question:'''

To reduce the weight of frying pans, magnesium is used in the manufacturing process. However, this will cause an undesirable result when used in cooking. Describe what happens, and name an alloy that could be used to replace magnesium.

'''Himeji Mizuki's Answer:'''

"A violent chemical reaction will occur when magnesium is exposed to direct fire, causing it to burn. Aluminum could be used to replace magnesium."

'''Teacher's Comment:'''

Correct. The question specifically asked for an alloy, so answering "iron" would be incorrect. You weren't tricked.

'''Tsuchiya Kouta's Answer:'''

"Because the gas bill wasn't paid."

'''Teacher's Comment:'''

This is irrelevant to the question.

[[image:BTS vol 01 017.jpg|thumb]]
'''Yoshii Akihisa's Answer:'''

"A futuristic alloy could be used.(Because it will be very hard)."

'''Teacher's Comment:'''

Even if that is the case, you wouldn't be able to use it in the present, could you?

We were welcoming the arrival of the second spring since we started at Fumitsuki Gakuen.

To welcome new students, both sides of the slope leading to the school building were filled with dazzling, flowering cherry blossoms. Even though I was not an elegant person who could appreciate flowers, I couldn't stop myself from being attracted to the beautiful scenery before me.

However, it was only for a very short time.

My mind was filled with thoughts of spring, not of cherry blossoms, but of the new classroom and students who will be with me throughout the year. In other words, it was all about my new class after the class divisions.

<center>☆</center>

"Yoshii, you're late."

In front of the entrance, a strong low voice called me. I turned my head and looked towards the source. An athletic man with light, dark skin and short hair was standing there.

"Ah, Iron... no, Nishimura-sensei[http://www.baka-tsuki.net/project/index.php?title=Baka_to_Tesuto_to_Syokanju:Volume1_Translator%27s_Notes#Question_1], good morning!"

"You almost called me 'Iron Man' just now, didn't you?"

"Ha ha, you're thinking too much."

"Oh, am I?"

That was close; I nearly called him "Iron Man," just like before.

By the way, Nishimura-sensei got his nickname "Iron Man" because of his hobby of entering triathlons. Of course, his habit of wearing short sleeves during winter also contributed to the name.

"A normal person shouldn't say 'good morning' in this situation!"

"Ah, I am sorry. Err... Your skin is very dark today as well."

"What! Is my skin color more important than you being late for school?"

"I see, you're talking about that... Sorry I'm late."

"You... you just never learn your lesson."

He sighed and mumbled. From what he said, you would think I was usually late for school.

"Sensei, I'm not usually late, am I?"

Nishimura-sensei was our homeroom teacher last year, so he should know that I was very punctual.

"Forget it, just take this."

He took an envelope out of a box and handed it over to me. My name, Yoshii Akihisa, was clearly written on it.

"Ah, thank you."

I simply nodded and took the envelope.

"But why does the school need to post the class divisions in such a troublesome way? Isn't posting it on the announcement board a better idea?"

Putting the results into individual envelopes, and handing them out one by one seemed very inconvenient.

"It is troublesome, but our school uses the most advanced system in the world, and this is required for it."

"I see."

I answered him and tried to open the envelope. Which class would I be placed in? I started to get a little nervous.

Here at Fumitsuki Gakuen, starting from second year, students are allocated into different classes, from Class A to Class F, depending on the class division examinations. To put it simply, geniuses would study in Class A, and idiots would study in Class F, with everyone else in between. You would know how smart someone is just by knowing his or her class placement. To protect my pride, I must not be placed into Class F.

"Yoshii, to tell you the truth..."

"What?"

The envelope was glued shut, and I was still working on opening it.

"After observing you, I've been wondering: 'Could it be that Yoshii is an idiot?'."

"Sensei, you can't be serious. If you are, you should change your nickname to 'Moron'."

It's not that I was overconfident. Though I didn't work very hard, I still did pretty well in the class division examination last year. I assumed that when he saw my results he would immediately change his opinion.

"Have you seen my results? I feel pretty good about it."

"I do hope I was wrong."

I gave up on opening it neatly, so after it was opened with a smooth tearing sound, I found a folded piece of paper inside.

Which class will I be in? Is it Class D? Maybe Class C?

"Yoshii, you should be glad right? My opinion is really correct."

As I unfolded the paper, I read the all-important result:

"Yoshii Akihisa... ... ...Class F"

"You really are an idiot."

And so, my sorrowful school life began.

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Baka to Tesuto to Syokanju:Volume1 The First Question

2011-06-04T11:06:07Z

HonouRyuu: /* First Question */

"Um..."

"What's wrong?"

"Yuuji, when was the Taika Reform again?""You're a third year now, and you still don't know this? You really are dumb, Shouko."

"We haven't been taught about that part yet. You're just too smart."

"It's easy to memorize, just remember: Accident-Free Reform'[http://www.baka-tsuki.net/project/index.php?title=Baka_to_Tesuto_to_Syokanju:Volume1_Translator%27s_Notes#Question_1]"

"Accident-Free?"

"It's because no accidents occurred during the Taika Reform. Make sure you remember that."

"I will."

"It happened in the year 625."

"All right, I've memorized it."

"Good. Make sure you remember."

"Don't worry, I won't forget."

===First Question===

'''Please answer the following question:'''

To reduce the weight of frying pans, magnesium is used in the manufacturing process. However, this will cause an undesirable result when used in cooking. Describe what happens, and name an alloy that could be used to replace magnesium.

'''Himeji Mizuki's Answer:'''

"A violent chemical reaction will occur when magnesium is exposed to direct flame, causing it to catch fire. Aluminum could be used to replace magnesium."

'''Teacher's Comment:'''

Correct. The question specifically asked for an alloy, so answering "iron" would be incorrect. You weren't tricked.

'''Tsuchiya Kouta's Answer:'''

"Because the gas bill wasn't paid."

'''Teacher's Comment:'''

This is irrelevant to the question.

[[image:BTS vol 01 017.jpg|thumb]]
'''Yoshii Akihisa's Answer:'''

"A futuristic alloy could be used.(Because it will be very hard)."

'''Teacher's Comment:'''

Even if that is the case, you wouldn't be able to use it in the present, could you?

We were welcoming the arrival of the second spring since we started at Fumitsuki Gakuen.

To welcome new students, both sides of the slope leading to the school building were filled with dazzling, flowering cherry blossoms. Even though I was not an elegant person who could appreciate flowers, I couldn't stop myself from being attracted to the beautiful scenery before me.

However, it was only for a very short time.

My mind was filled with thoughts of spring, not of cherry blossoms, but of the new classroom and students who will be with me throughout the year. In other words, it was all about my new class after the class divisions.

<center>☆</center>

"Yoshii, you're late."

In front of the entrance, a strong low voice called me. I turned my head and looked towards the source. An athletic man with light, dark skin and short hair was standing there.

"Ah, Iron... no, Nishimura-sensei[http://www.baka-tsuki.net/project/index.php?title=Baka_to_Tesuto_to_Syokanju:Volume1_Translator%27s_Notes#Question_1], good morning!"

"You almost called me 'Iron Man' just now, didn't you?"

"Ha ha, you're thinking too much."

"Oh, am I?"

That was close; I nearly called him "Iron Man," just like before.

By the way, Nishimura-sensei got his nickname "Iron Man" because of his hobby of entering triathlons. Of course, his habit of wearing short sleeves during winter also contributed to the name.

"A normal person shouldn't say 'good morning' in this situation!"

"Ah, I am sorry. Err... Your skin is very dark today as well."

"What! Is my skin color more important than you being late for school?"

"I see, you're talking about that... Sorry I'm late."

"You... you just never learn your lesson."

He sighed and mumbled. From what he said, you would think I was usually late for school.

"Sensei, I'm not usually late, am I?"

Nishimura-sensei was our homeroom teacher last year, so he should know that I was very punctual.

"Forget it, just take this."

He took an envelope out of a box and handed it over to me. My name, Yoshii Akihisa, was clearly written on it.

"Ah, thank you."

I simply nodded and took the envelope.

"But why does the school need to post the class divisions in such a troublesome way? Isn't posting it on the announcement board a better idea?"

Putting the results into individual envelopes, and handing them out one by one seemed very inconvenient.

"It is troublesome, but our school uses the most advanced system in the world, and this is required for it."

"I see."

I answered him and tried to open the envelope. Which class would I be placed in? I started to get a little nervous.

Here at Fumitsuki Gakuen, starting from second year, students are allocated into different classes, from Class A to Class F, depending on the class division examinations. To put it simply, geniuses would study in Class A, and idiots would study in Class F, with everyone else in between. You would know how smart someone is just by knowing his or her class placement. To protect my pride, I must not be placed into Class F.

"Yoshii, to tell you the truth..."

"What?"

The envelope was glued shut, and I was still working on opening it.

"After observing you, I've been wondering: 'Could it be that Yoshii is an idiot?'."

"Sensei, you can't be serious. If you are, you should change your nickname to 'Moron'."

It's not that I was overconfident. Though I didn't work very hard, I still did pretty well in the class division examination last year. I assumed that when he saw my results he would immediately change his opinion.

"Have you seen my results? I feel pretty good about it."

"I do hope I was wrong."

I gave up on opening it neatly, so after it was opened with a smooth tearing sound, I found a folded piece of paper inside.

Which class will I be in? Is it Class D? Maybe Class C?

"Yoshii, you should be glad right? My opinion is really correct."

As I unfolded the paper, I read the all-important result:

"Yoshii Akihisa... ... ...Class F"

"You really are an idiot."

And so, my sorrowful school life began.

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Baka to Tesuto to Syokanju:Volume1 The First Question

2011-06-04T11:03:59Z

HonouRyuu:

"Um..."

"What's wrong?"

"Yuuji, when was the Taika Reform again?""You're a third year now, and you still don't know this? You really are dumb, Shouko."

"We haven't been taught about that part yet. You're just too smart."

"It's easy to memorize, just remember: Accident-Free Reform'[http://www.baka-tsuki.net/project/index.php?title=Baka_to_Tesuto_to_Syokanju:Volume1_Translator%27s_Notes#Question_1]"

"Accident-Free?"

"It's because no accidents occurred during the Taika Reform. Make sure you remember that."

"I will."

"It happened in the year 625."

"All right, I've memorized it."

"Good. Make sure you remember."

"Don't worry, I won't forget."

===First Question===

'''Please answer the following question:'''

To reduce the weight of frying pans, magnesium is used in the manufacturing process. However, this will cause an undesirable result when used in cooking. Describe what happens, and name an alloy that could be used to replace magnesium.

'''Himeji Mizuki's Answer:'''

"A violent chemical reaction will occur when magnesium is exposed to direct flames, causing it to catch fire. Aluminum could be used to replace magnesium."

'''Teacher's Comment:'''

Correct. The question specifically asked for an alloy, so answering "iron" would be incorrect. You weren't tricked.

'''Tsuchiya Kouta's Answer:'''

"Because the gas bill wasn't paid."

'''Teacher's Comment:'''

This is irrelevant to the question.

[[image:BTS vol 01 017.jpg|thumb]]
'''Yoshii Akihisa's Answer:'''

"A futuristic alloy could be used.(Because it will be very hard)."

'''Teacher's Comment:'''

Even if that is the case, you wouldn't be able to use it in the present, could you?

We were welcoming the arrival of the second spring since we started at Fumitsuki Gakuen.

To welcome new students, both sides of the slope leading to the school building were filled with dazzling, flowering cherry blossoms. Even though I was not an elegant person who could appreciate flowers, I couldn't stop myself from being attracted to the beautiful scenery before me.

However, it was only for a very short time.

My mind was filled with thoughts of spring, not of cherry blossoms, but of the new classroom and students who will be with me throughout the year. In other words, it was all about my new class after the class divisions.

<center>☆</center>

"Yoshii, you're late."

In front of the entrance, a strong low voice called me. I turned my head and looked towards the source. An athletic man with light, dark skin and short hair was standing there.

"Ah, Iron... no, Nishimura-sensei[http://www.baka-tsuki.net/project/index.php?title=Baka_to_Tesuto_to_Syokanju:Volume1_Translator%27s_Notes#Question_1], good morning!"

"You almost called me 'Iron Man' just now, didn't you?"

"Ha ha, you're thinking too much."

"Oh, am I?"

That was close; I nearly called him "Iron Man," just like before.

By the way, Nishimura-sensei got his nickname "Iron Man" because of his hobby of entering triathlons. Of course, his habit of wearing short sleeves during winter also contributed to the name.

"A normal person shouldn't say 'good morning' in this situation!"

"Ah, I am sorry. Err... Your skin is very dark today as well."

"What! Is my skin color more important than you being late for school?"

"I see, you're talking about that... Sorry I'm late."

"You... you just never learn your lesson."

He sighed and mumbled. From what he said, you would think I was usually late for school.

"Sensei, I'm not usually late, am I?"

Nishimura-sensei was our homeroom teacher last year, so he should know that I was very punctual.

"Forget it, just take this."

He took an envelope out of a box and handed it over to me. My name, Yoshii Akihisa, was clearly written on it.

"Ah, thank you."

I simply nodded and took the envelope.

"But why does the school need to post the class divisions in such a troublesome way? Isn't posting it on the announcement board a better idea?"

Putting the results into individual envelopes, and handing them out one by one seemed very inconvenient.

"It is troublesome, but our school uses the most advanced system in the world, and this is required for it."

"I see."

I answered him and tried to open the envelope. Which class would I be placed in? I started to get a little nervous.

Here at Fumitsuki Gakuen, starting from second year, students are allocated into different classes, from Class A to Class F, depending on the class division examinations. To put it simply, geniuses would study in Class A, and idiots would study in Class F, with everyone else in between. You would know how smart someone is just by knowing his or her class placement. To protect my pride, I must not be placed into Class F.

"Yoshii, to tell you the truth..."

"What?"

The envelope was glued shut, and I was still working on opening it.

"After observing you, I've been wondering: 'Could it be that Yoshii is an idiot?'."

"Sensei, you can't be serious. If you are, you should change your nickname to 'Moron'."

It's not that I was overconfident. Though I didn't work very hard, I still did pretty well in the class division examination last year. I assumed that when he saw my results he would immediately change his opinion.

"Have you seen my results? I feel pretty good about it."

"I do hope I was wrong."

I gave up on opening it neatly, so after it was opened with a smooth tearing sound, I found a folded piece of paper inside.

Which class will I be in? Is it Class D? Maybe Class C?

"Yoshii, you should be glad right? My opinion is really correct."

As I unfolded the paper, I read the all-important result:

"Yoshii Akihisa... ... ...Class F"

"You really are an idiot."

And so, my sorrowful school life began.

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Seitokai no Shisan:Volume 4 Extra

2011-05-30T15:46:33Z

HonouRyuu:

“Master, the usual please.”

“Certainly.”

Finishing up my order briefly, I cut the end of a cigar and lighted it with my favorite lighter. I took a puff from it, slowly savoring its scent.

Many years have past since I started coming regularly to this bar. Back then, I was just a brat who knew nothing, but I have made quite a name for myself since then. Now, bounded by obligations wherever I go, this is the only sanctuary I have left, a place I can take solace in.

Exhaling a ring of smoke, I walked down the memory lane, absent-mindedly.

How dazzling they were, the days when I was still an immature brat. Now, I’ve gotten a little skilful with things, and I resemble less of my bold, daring past. In exchange for that, I’ve got myself some scars, and built some relationships as well. If this is what it means to grow up, I would rather have remained as that young, fearless brat. This wish of mine will never be realized, yet somehow, I still could not let go of it. I let out a bitter smile.

It’s just the usual, with the endless repeats of regretful and comforting thoughts, the redundant licking of wounds that refuse to disappear.

Today, however, I chanced upon a new feminine face at the other end of the bar. That blonde beauty has that pure, innocent look; a rarity in these
streets.

“Master.”

I waved to the bartender in the usual manner.

“How may I help you?”

“A martini to the lady over there. On my tab.”

“Certainly.”

My past self might have approached this lady eagerly, but the present me does not have such motive at all. I just wanted to show my gratitude to be able to see such a rare beauty.

A look of shock appeared on her face, and she cast her eyes in my direction. Smiling widely, I merely returned her gaze, without voicing any unnecessary words.

For a brief moment, as I was savoring my cigar, I came to be aware of a presence sitting on the seat next to mine.

“Thank you for the drink.”

“You’re most welcome, my beautiful lady.”

The blonde beauty was right there. Without even turning to look at her, I gulped down my shot of bourbon.

The lady, upon seeing me, pouted her lips.

“Playing it cool, huh?”

“I’m just shy.”

“I wonder if my charm even works on you...”

“I'll be happy to see a guy who would be unaffected by it.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment.”

“It's just the fact.”

The lady flashed a charming smile, with a small ‘clink’, knocked her glass lightly on mine, and put her lips on the martini.

The things that happened after that… Well, it’s unbecoming of a gentleman to describe it explicitly.

For such a rotten district, it was indeed an excellent night.

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

“You’re going already?”

“Yeah.”

[[File:Seitokai_no_Shisan_extra_chap.jpg|thumb]]

Morning. I answered the lady with my back facing her, who woke up wrapped only in sheets.

“You… haven’t told me your name.”

“It’s better for both of us if I didn't.”

“Coming from your experience?”

“Yeah. It’s good to listen to someone older than you.”

“I guess… But-”

She gazed at me, a heart-broken look on her face. Without looking at her, I got into my clothes and put my hand on the door knob.

It’s just the usual stuff, as always.

“I hope we will meet again.”

At her words, I turned around, and flashed her a wide smile.

“We’ll meet again, for sure.”

It was a lie. Unfortunately, such wonderful coincidences rarely happen in the real world.

Aware of that, we exchanged smiles with each other.

“See you.”

With that, I stepped out of the room.

It's another day of work again.

Today is…

“Ah, the photoshooting of Seitokai no Ichizon's cover page, eh?”

I forced my languid body forward, and stepped out into the mist-wrapped streets.

'''''Author : Shiina Mafuyu'''''

'''''Title : “A Cat’s Daily Life”'''''

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

“Shiinaa~!”

“Ah, M-Ms. Magiru!”

“What were you writing in the middle of lesson?”

“Aau, please give it back to me! Give it back to me~”

“I’m confiscating it! I can’t believe you were not listening to my stories… As punishment, I will expose the story you’ve been writing in the next
volume of Seitokai no Ichizon!”

“Aau, p-please don’t do that! It was just a passing fancy!”

“…All right. I’m not that evil. I’ll let you off this time.”

“Ms. Magiru, thank you very much! Thank you very much!”

“After all, I ''am'' the kind-hearted and considerate teacher that everyone loves!”

“Yes!”

“I will never betray my students’ faith in me!”

“Teacher! Mafuyu… Mafuyu is deeply touched!”

'''*She still submitted it in the end.'''

Seitokai no Shisan:Volume 4 Extra

2011-05-30T15:43:09Z

HonouRyuu:

“Master, the usual please.”

“Certainly.”

Finishing up my order briefly, I cut the end of a cigar and lighted it with my favorite lighter. I took a puff from it, slowly savoring its scent.

Many years have past since I started coming regularly to this bar. Back then, I was just a brat who knew nothing, but I have made quite a name for myself since then. Now, bounded by obligations wherever I go, this is the only sanctuary I have left, a place I can take solace in.

Exhaling a ring of smoke, I walked down the memory lane, absent-mindedly.

How dazzling they were, the days when I was still an immature brat. Now, I’ve gotten a little skilful with things, and I resemble less of my bold, daring past. In exchange for that, I’ve got myself some scars, and built some relationships as well. If this is what it means to grow up, I would rather have remained as that young, fearless brat. This wish of mine will never be realized, yet somehow, I still could not let go of it. I let out a bitter smile.

It’s just the usual, with the endless repeats of regretful and comforting thoughts, the redundant licking of wounds that refuse to disappear.

Today, however, I chanced upon a new feminine face at the other end of the bar. That blonde beauty has that pure, innocent look; a rarity in these
streets.

“Master.”

I waved to the bartender in the usual manner.

“How may I help you?”

“A martini to the lady over there. On my tab.”

“Certainly.”

My past self might have approached this lady eagerly, but the present me does not have such motive at all. I just wanted to show my gratitude to be able to see such a rare beauty.

A look of shock appeared on her face, and she cast her eyes in my direction. Smiling widely, I merely returned her gaze, without voicing any unnecessary words.

For a brief moment, as I was savoring my cigar, I came to be aware of a presence sitting on the seat next to mine.

“Thank you for the drink.”

“You’re most welcome, my beautiful lady.”

The blonde beauty was right there. Without even turning to look at her, I gulped down my shot of bourbon.

The lady, upon seeing me, pouted her lips.

“Playing it cool, huh?”

“I’m just shy.”

“I wonder if my charm even works on you...”

“I'll be happy to see a guy who would be unaffected by it.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment.”

“It's just the fact.”

The lady flashed a charming smile, with a small ‘clink’, knocked her glass lightly on mine, and put her lips on the martini.

The things that happened after that… Well, it’s unbecoming of a gentleman to describe it explicitly.

It was indeed an excellent night, for such a rotten district.

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

“You’re going already?”

“Yeah.”

[[File:Seitokai_no_Shisan_extra_chap.jpg|thumb]]

Morning. I answered the lady with my back facing her, who woke up wrapped only in sheets.

“You… haven’t told me your name.”

“It’s better for both of us if I didn't.”

“Coming from your experience?”

“Yeah. It’s good to listen to someone older than you.”

“I guess… But-”

She gazed at me, a heart-broken look on her face. Without looking at her, I got into my clothes and put my hand on the door knob.

It’s just the usual stuff, as always.

“I hope we will meet again.”

At her words, I turned around, and flashed her a wide smile.

“We’ll meet again, for sure.”

It was a lie. Unfortunately, such wonderful coincidences rarely happen in the real world.

Aware of that, we exchanged smiles with each other.

“See you.”

With that, I stepped out of the room.

It's another day of work again.

Today is…

“Ah, the photoshooting of Seitokai no Ichizon's cover page, eh?”

I forced my languid body forward, and stepped out into the mist-wrapped streets.

'''''Author : Shiina Mafuyu'''''

'''''Title : “A Cat’s Daily Life”'''''

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

“Shiinaa~!”

“Ah, M-Ms. Magiru!”

“What were you writing in the middle of lesson?”

“Aau, please give it back to me! Give it back to me~”

“I’m confiscating it! I can’t believe you were not listening to my stories… As punishment, I will expose the story you’ve been writing in the next
volume of Seitokai no Ichizon!”

“Aau, p-please don’t do that! It was just a passing fancy!”

“…All right. I’m not that evil. I’ll let you off this time.”

“Ms. Magiru, thank you very much! Thank you very much!”

“After all, I ''am'' the kind-hearted and considerate teacher that everyone loves!”

“Yes!”

“I will never betray my students’ faith in me!”

“Teacher! Mafuyu… Mafuyu is deeply touched!”

'''*She still submitted it in the end.'''

Seitokai no Shisan:Volume 4 Extra

2011-05-30T15:26:30Z

HonouRyuu:

“Master, the usual please.”

“Certainly.”

Finishing up my order briefly, I cut the end of a cigar and lighted it with my favorite lighter. I took a puff from it, slowly savoring its scent.

Many years have past since I started coming regularly to this bar. Back then, I was just a brat who knew nothing, but I have made quite a name for myself since then. Now, bounded by obligations wherever I go, this is the only sanctuary I have left, a place I can take solace in.

Exhaling a ring of smoke, I walked down the memory lane, absent-mindedly.

How dazzling they were, the days when I was still an immature brat. Now, I’ve gotten a little skilful with things, and I resemble less of my bold, daring past. In exchange for that, I’ve got myself some scars, and built some relationships as well. If this is what it means to grow up, I would rather have remained as that young, fearless brat. This wish of mine will never be realized, yet somehow, I still could not let go of it. I let out a bitter smile.

It’s just the usual, with the endless repeats of regretful and comforting thoughts, the redundant licking of wounds that refuse to disappear.

Today, however, I chanced upon a new feminine face at the other end of the bar. That blonde beauty has that pure, innocent look; a rarity in these
streets.

“Master.”

I waved to the bartender in the usual manner.

“How may I help you?”

“A martini to the lady over there. On my tab.”

“Certainly.”

My past self might have approached this lady eagerly, but the present me does not have such motive at all. I just wanted to show my gratitude to be able to see such a rare beauty.

A look of shock appeared on her face, and she cast her eyes in my direction. Smiling widely, I merely returned her gaze, without voicing any unnecessary words.

For a brief moment, as I was savoring my cigar, I came to be aware of a presence sitting on the seat next to mine.

“Thank you for the drink.”

“You’re most welcome, my beautiful lady.”

The blonde beauty was right there. Without even turning to look at her, I gulped down my shot of bourbon.

The lady, upon seeing me, pouted her lips.

“Playing it cool, huh?”

“I’m just shy.”

“I wonder if my charm even works on you...”

“I'll be happy to see a guy who would be unaffected by it.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment.”

“It's just the fact.”

The lady flashed a charming smile, with a small ‘clink’, knocked her glass lightly on mine, and put her lips on the martini.

The things that happened after that… Well, it’s unbecoming of a gentleman to describe it explicitly.

It was indeed an excellent night, for such a rotten district.

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

“You’re going already?”

“Yeah.”

[[File:Seitokai_no_Shisan_extra_chap.jpg|thumb]]

Morning. I answered the lady with my back facing her, who woke up wrapped only in sheets.

“You… haven’t told me your name.”

“It’s better for both of us if I didn't.”

“Coming from your experience?”

“Yeah. It’s good to listen to someone older than you.”

“I guess… But-”

She gazed at me, a heart-broken look on her face. Without looking at her, I got into my clothes and put my hand on the door knob.

It’s just the usual stuff, as always.

“I hope we will meet again.”

At her words, I turned around, and flashed her a wide smile.

“We’ll meet again, for sure.”

It was a lie. Unfortunately, such wonderful coincidences rarely happen in the real world.

We exchanged smiles with each other, aware of that.

“See you.”

With that, I stepped out of the room.

It's another day of work again.

Today is…

“Ah, the photoshooting of Seitokai no Ichizon's cover page, eh?”

I forced my languid body forward, and stepped out into the mist-wrapped streets.

'''''Author : Shiina Mafuyu'''''

'''''Title : “A Cat’s Daily Life”'''''

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

“Shiinaa~!”

“Ah, M-Ms. Magiru!”

“What were you writing in the middle of lesson?”

“Aau, please give it back to me! Give it back to me~”

“I’m confiscating it! I can’t believe you were not listening to my stories… As punishment, I will expose the story you’ve been writing in the next
volume of Seitokai no Ichizon!”

“Aau, p-please don’t do that! It was just a passing fancy!”

“…All right. I’m not that evil. I’ll let you off this time.”

“Ms. Magiru, thank you very much! Thank you very much!”

“After all, I ''am'' the kind-hearted and considerate teacher that everyone loves!”

“Yes!”

“I will never betray my students’ faith in me!”

“Teacher! Mafuyu… Mafuyu is deeply touched!”

'''*She still submitted it in the end.'''

Seitokai no Ichizon

2011-05-30T14:13:04Z

HonouRyuu: /* Volume 4 - Seitokai no Shisan */

[[Image:Seitokai_no_Ichizon_vol_1_cover.jpg|thumb|Volume 1 Cover]]

The ''Seitokai no Ichizon'' series is also available in the following languages:
*[[Seitokai no Ichizon tiếng Việt|Tiếng Việt (Vietnamese)]]

(Note: Translation progress varies for each version.)
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Seitokai no Ichizon (生徒会の一存) is volume one of the light novel series Hekiyō Gakuen Seitokai Gijiroku (碧陽学園生徒会議事録) written by Sekina Aoi, illustrated by Kira Inugami and published by Fujimi Fantasia Bunko since January 19, 2008.

==Story Synopsis==

The student council members of a certain high school are chosen by an extremely unique method: They are chosen based on their popularity with the other students of the school. This unique balloting system has resulted in a student council full of pretty girls, with the third-year Sakurano Kurimu as the student council president. However, one member of the student council did not get in based on popular vote, but by taking advantage of a loophole which specifies that the student who tops the school in the year-end examinations may choose to join the student council. That student is Sugisaki Ken, a guy obsessed with eroge whose goal is to make the student council into his own personal harem!

== Translation ==

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===Format Standards===
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== Updates ==
*13th February 2011: Volume 1 Prologue completed
*8th January 2011: Volume 1 Chapter 1 completed
*January 2011: Seitokai no Ichizon project activated
*4th January 2011: Volume 3 Chapter 2 completed
*25th May 2010: Volume 1 Chapter 6 completed
*12th October 2009: Seitokai no Ichizon teaser project initiated.

==The ''Hekiyō Gakuen Seitokai Gijiroku'' series by Sekina Aoi==

===Volume 1 - Seitokai no Ichizon===
*[[Seitokai no Ichizon:Illustrations|Novel Illustrations]]
*[[Seitokai no Ichizon: Volume 1 Prologue|The Nonexistent Prologue]]
*[[Seitokai no Ichizon: Volume 1 Chapter 1|Chapter 1: The Chattering Student Council]]
*[[Seitokai no Ichizon: Volume 1 Chapter 2|Chapter 2: The Student Council's Ghost Stories]]
*Chapter 3: The Student Council "ON AIR" ([[Seitokai no Ichizon:Teaser 1|Teaser 1]] by [[User:Dragonst|Dragonst]])
*Chapter 4: 更生《こうせい》する生徒会～
*Chapter 5: 恋《こい》する生徒会～
*[[Seitokai no Ichizon:Volume 1 Chapter 6|Chapter 6: 遊ぶ生徒会～]]
*Last Chapter: 振《ふ》り返る生徒会～
*存在しえないエピローグ
*Extra Chapter: The creatively writing student council ([[Seitokai no Ichizon:Teaser 2|Teaser 2]] by [[User:ShadowZeroHeart|ShadowZeroHeart]])
*会長のあとがき
*Afterword
*[[Translator Notes & References]]

===Volume 2 - Seitokai no Nishin===
*Novel Illustrations
*[[Seitokai no Ichizon:Volume 2 Prologue|Prologues Do Not Exist]]
*Chapter 1
*Chapter 2
*Chapter 3
*Chapter 4
*Chapter 5
*Chapter 6
*Last Chapter: 私の生徒会～
*存在しえないエピローグ
*Extra Chapter: シリーズ化する生徒会～
*Afterword

===Volume 3 - Seitokai no Sanshin===
*[[Seitokai no Sanshin:Illustrations|Novel Illustrations]]
*存在《そんざい》しえないプロローグ
*Chapter 1
*[[Seitokai no Ichizon:Volume 3 Chapter 2|Chapter 2]]
*Chapter 3
*Chapter 4
*Chapter 5
*Chapter 6
*Last Chapter: 差し伸《の》べる生徒会～
*Extra Chapter: 企《たくら》む生徒会～
*隠蔽《いんぺい》された後日談
*Afterword

===Volume 4 - Seitokai no Shisan===
*[[Seitokai no Shisan:Illustrations|Novel Illustrations]]
*Prologue
*Chapter 1
*Chapter 2
*Chapter 3
*Chapter 4: The second radio broadcast ([[Seitokai no Ichizon:Teaser 3|Teaser 3]] by [[User:Negator|Negator]])
*[[Seitokai_no_Shisan:Volume_4_Extra|A Mysterious Manuscript]]
*Chapter 5
*Chapter 6
*Epilogue
*Afterword

===Volume 9 - Seitokai no Kokonoe===

*[[Seitokai no Ichizon:Volume9 Short Story|Extra ~The Student Council's Gift~]]

==The ''Hekiyō Gakuen Seitokai Mokushiroku'' spin-off series by Sekina Aoi==

===Volume 1 - Seitokai no Nichijou===
*[[Seitokai no Nichijō:Illustrations|Novel Illustrations]]
*Chapter 1
*Chapter 2 (Part 2: The Student Council President's Opening Address [[Seitokai no Ichizon:Teaser_4|Teaser 4]] by [[User:Dragonst|Dragonst]])
*Chapter 3

==Project Staff==
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===Translators===
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*[[User:Kira0802|Kira0802]] (temp.)

===Editors===

==Series Overview==

*Vol. 1: ISBN 978-4-8291-3252-4, 19. January 2008 (生徒会の一存, Seitokai no Ichizon)- The Student Council's Discretion
*Vol. 2: ISBN 978-4-8291-3278-4, 19. April 2008 (生徒会の二心, Seitokai no Nishin)- The Student Council's Duplicity
*Vol. 3: ISBN 978-4-8291-3313-2, 19. July 2008 (生徒会の三振, Seitokai no Sanshin)- The Student Council's Strike
*Vol. 4: ISBN 978-4-8291-3366-8, 20. January 2009 (生徒会の四散, Seitokai no Shisan)- The Student Council's Diaspora
*Vol. 5: ISBN 978-4-8291-3390-3, 20. April 2009 (生徒会の五彩, Seitokai no Gosai)- The Student Council's Five Colors
*Vol. 6: ISBN 978-4-8291-3417-7, 18. July 2009 (生徒会の六花, Seitokai no Rikka)- The Student Council's Six Flowers
*Vol. 7: ISBN 978-4-8291-3468-9, 19. December 2009 (生徒会の七光, Seitokai no Nanahikari)- The Student Council's Seven Lights
*Vol. 8: ISBN 978-4-8291-3529-7, 19. July 2010 (生徒会の八方, Seitokai no Happo)- The Student Council's Eight Sides
*Vol. 9: ISBN 978-4-8291-3572-3, 20. October 2010 (生徒会の九重, Seitokai no Kokonoe)- The Student Council's Imperial palace

Spin-off: Hekiyō Gakuen Seitokai Mokushiroku (碧陽学園生徒会黙示録) since 20. September 2008.

*Vol. 1: ISBN 978-4-8291-3328-6, 20. September 2008 (生徒会の日常, Seitokai no Nichijō)
*Vol. 2: ISBN 978-4-8291-3440-5, 19. September 2009 (生徒会の月末, Seitokai no Getsumatsu)

Seitokai no Shisan:Volume 4 Extra

2011-05-30T14:09:59Z

HonouRyuu:

“Master, the usual please.”

“Certainly.”

Finishing up my order briefly, I cut the end of a cigar and lighted it with my favorite lighter. I took a puff from it, slowly savoring its scent.

Many years have past since I started coming regularly to this bar. Back then, I was just a brat who knew nothing, but I have made quite a name for myself since then. Now, bounded by obligations wherever I go, this is the only sanctuary I have left, a place I can take solace in.

Exhaling a ring of smoke, I walked down the memory lane, absent-mindedly.

How dazzling they were, the days when I was still an immature brat. Now, I’ve gotten a little skilful with things, and I resemble less of my bold, daring past. In exchange for that, I’ve got myself some scars, and built some relationships as well. If this is what it means to grow up, I would rather have remained as that young, fearless brat. This wish of mine will never be realized, yet somehow, I still could not let go of it. I let out a bitter smile.

It’s just the usual, with the endless repeats of regretful and comforting thoughts, the redundant licking of wounds that refuse to disappear.

Today, however, I chanced upon a new feminine face at the other end of the bar. That blonde beauty has that pure, innocent look; a rarity in these
streets.

“Master.”

I waved to the bartender in the usual manner.

“How may I help you?”

“A martini to the lady over there. On my tab.”

“Certainly.”

My past self might have approached this lady eagerly, but the present me does not have such motive at all. I just wanted to show my gratitude to be able to see such a rare beauty.

A look of shock appeared on her face, and she cast her eyes in my direction. Smiling widely, I merely returned her gaze, without voicing any unnecessary words.

For a brief moment, as I was savoring my cigar, I came to be aware of a presence sitting on the seat next to mine.

“Thank you for the drink.”

“You’re most welcome, my beautiful lady.”

The blonde beauty was right there. Without even turning to look at her, I gulped down my shot of bourbon.

The lady, upon seeing me, pouted her lips.

“Playing it cool, huh?”

“I’m just shy.”

“I wonder if my charm even works on you...”

“I'll be happy to see a guy who would be unaffected by it.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment.”

“It's just the fact.”

The lady flashed a charming smile, with a small ‘clink’, knocked her glass lightly on mine, and put her lips on the martini.

The things that happened after that… Well, it’s unbecoming of a gentleman to describe it explicitly.

It was indeed an excellent night, for such a rotten district.

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

“You’re going already?”

“Yeah.”

[[File:Seitokai_no_Shisan_extra_chap.jpg|thumb]]

Morning. I answered the lady with my back facing her, who woke up wrapped only in sheets.

“You… haven’t told me your name.”

“It’s better for both of us if I didn't.”

“Coming from your experience?”

“Yeah. It’s good to listen to someone older than you.”

“I guess… But-”

She gazed at me, a heart-broken look on her face. Without looking at her, I got into my clothes and put my hand on the door knob.

It’s just the usual stuff, as always.

“I hope we will meet again.”

At her words, I turned around, and flashed her a wide smile.

“We’ll meet again, for sure.”

It was a lie. Unfortunately, such wonderful coincidences rarely happen in the real world.

We exchanged smiles with each other, aware of that.

“See you.”

With that, I stepped out of the room.

It's another day of work again.

Today is…

“Ah, the photoshooting of "Seitokai no Ichizon"'s cover page, eh?”

I forced my languid body forward, and stepped out into the mist-wrapped streets.

'''''Author : Shiina Mafuyu'''''

'''''Title : “A Cat’s Daily Life”'''''

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

“Shiinaa~!”

“Ah, M-Ms. Magiru!”

“What were you writing in the middle of lesson?”

“Aau, please give it back to me! Give it back to me~”

“I’m confiscating it! I can’t believe you were not listening to my stories… As punishment, I will expose the story you’ve been writing in the next
volume of Seitokai no Ichizon!”

“Aau, p-please don’t do that! It was just a passing fancy!”

“…All right. I’m not that evil. I’ll let you off this time.”

“Ms. Magiru, thank you very much! Thank you very much!”

“After all, I ''am'' the kind-hearted and considerate teacher that everyone loves!”

“Yes!”

“I will never betray my students’ faith in me!”

“Teacher! Mafuyu… Mafuyu is deeply touched!”

'''*She still submitted it in the end.'''

Seitokai no Shisan:Volume 4 Extra

2011-05-30T14:07:50Z

HonouRyuu: Created page with "“Master, the usual please.” “Certainly.” Finishing up my order briefly, I cut the end of a cigar and lighted it with my favorite lighter. I took a puff from it, slowl..."

“Master, the usual please.”

“Certainly.”

Finishing up my order briefly, I cut the end of a cigar and lighted it with my favorite lighter. I took a puff from it, slowly savoring its scent.

Many years have past since I started coming regularly to this bar. Back then, I was just a brat who knew nothing, but I have made quite a name for myself since then. Now, bounded by obligations wherever I go, this is the only sanctuary I have left, a place I can take solace in.

Exhaling a ring of smoke, I walked down the memory lane, absent-mindedly.

How dazzling they were, the days when I was still an immature brat. Now, I’ve gotten a little skilful with things, and I resemble less of my bold, daring past. In exchange for that, I’ve got myself some scars, and built some relationships as well. If this is what it means to grow up, I would rather have remained as that young, fearless brat. This wish of mine will never be realized, yet somehow, I still could not let go of it. I let out a bitter smile.

It’s just the usual, with the endless repeats of regretful and comforting thoughts, the redundant licking of wounds that refuse to disappear.

Today, however, I chanced upon a new feminine face at the other end of the bar. That blonde beauty has that pure, innocent look; a rarity in these
streets.

“Master.”

I waved to the bartender in the usual manner.

“How may I help you?”

“A martini to the lady over there. On my tab.”

“Certainly.”

My past self might have approached this lady eagerly, but the present me does not have such motive at all. I just wanted to show my gratitude to be able to see such a rare beauty.

A look of shock appeared on her face, and she cast her eyes in my direction. Smiling widely, I merely returned her gaze, without voicing any unnecessary words.

For a brief moment, as I was savoring my cigar, I came to be aware of a presence sitting on the seat next to mine.

“Thank you for the drink.”

“You’re most welcome, my beautiful lady.”

The blonde beauty was right there. Without even turning to look at her, I gulped down my shot of bourbon.

The lady, upon seeing me, pouted her lips.

“Playing it cool, huh?”

“I’m just shy.”

“I wonder if my charm even works on you...”

“I'll be happy to see a guy who would be unaffected by it.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment.”

“It's just the fact.”

The lady flashed a charming smile, with a small ‘clink’, knocked her glass lightly on mine, and put her lips on the martini.

The things that happened after that… Well, it’s unbecoming of a gentleman to describe it explicitly.

It was indeed an excellent night, for such a rotten district.

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

“You’re going already?”

“Yeah.”

[[File:Seitokai_no_Shisan_extra_chap.jpg|thumb]]

Morning. I answered the lady with my back facing her, who woke up wrapped only in sheets.

“You… haven’t told me your name.”

“It’s better for both of us if I didn't.”

“Coming from your experience?”

“Yeah. It’s good to listen to someone older than you.”

“I guess… But-”

She gazed at me, a heart-broken look on her face. Without looking at her, I got into my clothes and put my hand on the door knob.

It’s just the usual stuff, as always.

“I hope we will meet again.”

At her words, I turned around, and flashed her a wide smile.

“We’ll meet again, for sure.”

It was a lie. Unfortunately, such wonderful coincidences rarely happen in the real world.

We exchanged smiles with each other, aware of that.

“See you.”
With that, I stepped out of the room.

It's another day of work again.

Today is…

“Ah, the photoshooting of "Seitokai no Ichizon"'s cover page, eh?”

I forced my languid body forward, and stepped out into the mist-wrapped streets.

'''''Author : Shiina Mafuyu'''''

'''''Title : “A Cat’s Daily Life”'''''

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

“Shiinaa~!”

“Ah, M-Ms. Magiru!”

“What were you writing in the middle of lesson?”

“Aau, please give it back to me! Give it back to me~”

“I’m confiscating it! I can’t believe you were not listening to my stories… As punishment, I will expose the story you’ve been writing in the next
volume of Seitokai no Ichizon!”

“Aau, p-please don’t do that! It was just a passing fancy!”

“…All right. I’m not that evil. I’ll let you off this time.”

“Ms. Magiru, thank you very much! Thank you very much!”

“After all, I ''am'' the kind-hearted and considerate teacher that everyone loves!”

“Yes!”

“I will never betray my students’ faith in me!”

“Teacher! Mafuyu… Mafuyu is deeply touched!”

'''*She still submitted it in the end.'''

File:Seitokai no Shisan extra chap.jpg

2011-05-30T13:49:33Z

HonouRyuu: Pic for extra chapter

Pic for extra chapter

Baka to Tesuto to Syokanju:Volume1 The First Question

2011-05-29T15:38:12Z

HonouRyuu:

“Um...”

“What's wrong?”

“Yuuji, when was the Taika Reform again?”“You're a third year now, and you still don't know this? You really are dumb, Shouko.”

“We haven't been taught about that part yet. You're just too smart.”

“It's easy to memorize, just remember: 'Accident Free Reform'[http://www.baka-tsuki.net/project/index.php?title=Baka_to_Tesuto_to_Syokanju:Volume1_Translator%27s_Notes#Question_1]”

“Accident Free?”

“It's because no accidents occurred during the Taika Reform; make sure you remember that.”

“Okay.”

“It happened in the year 625.”

“Alright, I memorized it.”

“Good, make sure you remember.”

“Don't worry, I won't forget.”

===First Question===

'''Please answer the following question:'''

When manufacturing a frying pan, magnesium is used as the raw material to reduce the weight of the pan. However, an accident occurs when it is used in cooking. Describe what happens, and name an alloy that could be used to replace magnesium.

'''Himeji Mizuki's Answer:'''

“Using a flame to heat up magnesium will cause a violent chemical reaction, in which the magnesium catches fire; aluminum may be used to replace magnesium.”

'''Teacher's Comment:'''

Correct. The question asks for an alloy, so you can't answer “iron.” You weren't tricked.

'''Tsuchiya Kouta's Answer:'''

“Because the gas bill wasn't paid.”

'''Teacher's Comment:'''

That is not the point of this question.

[[image:BTS vol 01 017.jpg|thumb]]
'''Yoshii Akihisa's Answer:'''

“An alloy made in the future can be used (Because it is very hard).”

'''Teacher's Comment:'''

Even if it is very hard, you can't find it now, can you?

We were welcoming the arrival of the second spring since we started at Fumitsuki Gakuen.

To welcome new students, both sides of the slope leading to the school building were filled with dazzling, flowering cherry blossoms. Even though I was not an elegant person who could appreciate flowers, I couldn't stop myself from being attracted to the beautiful scenery before me.

However, it was only for a very short time.

My mind was filled with thoughts of spring, not of cherry blossoms, but of the new classroom and students who will be with me throughout the year. In other words, it was all about my new class after the class divisions.

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“Yoshii, you're late.”

In front of the entrance, a strong low voice called me. I turned my head and looked towards the source. An athletic man with light, dark skin and short hair was standing there.

“Ah, Iron... no, Nishimura-sensei[http://www.baka-tsuki.net/project/index.php?title=Baka_to_Tesuto_to_Syokanju:Volume1_Translator%27s_Notes#Question_1], good morning!”

“You almost called me 'Iron Man' just now, didn't you?”

“Ha ha, you're thinking too much.”

“Oh, am I?”

That was close; I nearly called him "Iron Man," just like before.

By the way, Nishimura-sensei got his nickname "Iron Man" because of his hobby of entering triathlons. Of course, his habit of wearing short sleeves during winter also contributed to the name.

“A normal person shouldn't say 'good morning' in this situation!”

“Ah, I am sorry. Err... Your skin is very dark today as well.”

“What! Is my skin color more important than you being late for school?”

“I see, you're talking about that... Sorry I'm late.”

“You... you just never learn your lesson.”

He sighed and mumbled. From what he said, you would think I was usually late for school.

“Sensei, I'm not usually late, am I?”

Nishimura-sensei was our homeroom teacher last year, so he should know that I was very punctual.

“Forget it, just take this.”

He took an envelope out of a box and handed it over to me. My name, Yoshii Akihisa, was clearly written on it.

“Ah, thank you.”

I simply nodded and took the envelope.

“But why does the school need to post the class divisions in such a troublesome way? Isn't posting it on the announcement board a better idea?”

Putting the results into individual envelopes, and handing them out one by one seemed very inconvenient.

“It is troublesome, but our school uses the most advanced system in the world, and this is required for it.”

“I see.”

I answered him and tried to open the envelope. Which class would I be placed in? I started to get a little nervous.

Here at Fumitsuki Gakuen, starting from second year, students are allocated into different classes, from Class A to Class F, depending on the class division examinations. To put it simply, geniuses would study in Class A, and idiots would study in Class F, with everyone else in between. You would know how smart someone is just by knowing his or her class placement. To protect my pride, I must not be placed into Class F.

“Yoshii, to tell you the truth...”

“What?”

The envelope was glued shut, and I was still working on opening it.

“After observing you, I've been wondering: 'Could it be that Yoshii is an idiot?'.”

“Sensei, you can't be serious. If you are, you should change your nickname to 'Moron'.”

It's not that I was overconfident. Though I didn't work very hard, I still did pretty well in the class division examination last year. I assumed that when he saw my results he would immediately change his opinion.

“Have you seen my results? I feel pretty good about it.”

“I do hope I was wrong.”

I gave up on opening it neatly, so after it was opened with a smooth tearing sound, I found a folded piece of paper inside.

Which class will I be in? Is it Class D? Maybe Class C?

“Yoshii, you should be glad right? My opinion is really correct.”

As I unfolded the paper, I read the all-important result:

“Yoshii Akihisa... ... ...Class F”

“You really are an idiot.”

And so, my sorrowful school life began.

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Seitokai no Ichizon

2011-05-25T14:10:31Z

HonouRyuu: /* Volume 4 - Seitokai no Shisan */

[[Image:Seitokai_no_Ichizon_vol_1_cover.jpg|thumb|Volume 1 Cover]]

The ''Seitokai no Ichizon'' series is also available in the following languages:
*[[Seitokai no Ichizon tiếng Việt|Tiếng Việt (Vietnamese)]]

(Note: Translation progress varies for each version.)
----

Seitokai no Ichizon (生徒会の一存) is volume one of the light novel series Hekiyō Gakuen Seitokai Gijiroku (碧陽学園生徒会議事録) written by Sekina Aoi, illustrated by Kira Inugami and published by Fujimi Fantasia Bunko since January 19, 2008.

==Story Synopsis==

The student council members of a certain high school are chosen by an extremely unique method: They are chosen based on their popularity with the other students of the school. This unique balloting system has resulted in a student council full of pretty girls, with the third-year Sakurano Kurimu as the student council president. However, one member of the student council did not get in based on popular vote, but by taking advantage of a loophole which specifies that the student who tops the school in the year-end examinations may choose to join the student council. That student is Sugisaki Ken, a guy obsessed with eroge whose goal is to make the student council into his own personal harem!

== Translation ==

=== [[Seitokai no Ichizon:Registration Page|Registration]] ===

Those who wish to contribute are asked to first notify a supervisor beforehand.

'''Translators are asked to [[Seitokai no Ichizon:Registration Page|register]] which chapters they're working on'''

===Format Standards===
'''Every Chapter (after editing) must confirm to the general format guidelines.'''
*[[Format_guideline|General Format/Style Guideline]]

== Updates ==
*13th February 2011: Volume 1 Prologue completed
*8th January 2011: Volume 1 Chapter 1 completed
*January 2011: Seitokai no Ichizon project activated
*4th January 2011: Volume 3 Chapter 2 completed
*25th May 2010: Volume 1 Chapter 6 completed
*12th October 2009: Seitokai no Ichizon teaser project initiated.

==The ''Hekiyō Gakuen Seitokai Gijiroku'' series by Sekina Aoi==

===Volume 1 - Seitokai no Ichizon===
*[[Seitokai no Ichizon:Illustrations|Novel Illustrations]]
*[[Seitokai no Ichizon: Volume 1 Prologue|The Nonexistent Prologue]]
*[[Seitokai no Ichizon: Volume 1 Chapter 1|Chapter 1: The Chattering Student Council]]
*[[Seitokai no Ichizon: Volume 1 Chapter 2|Chapter 2: The Student Council's Ghost Stories]]
*Chapter 3: The Student Council "ON AIR" ([[Seitokai no Ichizon:Teaser 1|Teaser 1]] by [[User:Dragonst|Dragonst]])
*Chapter 4: 更生《こうせい》する生徒会～
*Chapter 5: 恋《こい》する生徒会～
*[[Seitokai no Ichizon:Volume 1 Chapter 6|Chapter 6: 遊ぶ生徒会～]]
*Last Chapter: 振《ふ》り返る生徒会～
*存在しえないエピローグ
*Extra Chapter: The creatively writing student council ([[Seitokai no Ichizon:Teaser 2|Teaser 2]] by [[User:ShadowZeroHeart|ShadowZeroHeart]])
*会長のあとがき
*Afterword
*[[Translator Notes & References]]

===Volume 2 - Seitokai no Nishin===
*Novel Illustrations
*[[Seitokai no Ichizon:Volume 2 Prologue|Prologues Do Not Exist]]
*Chapter 1
*Chapter 2
*Chapter 3
*Chapter 4
*Chapter 5
*Chapter 6
*Last Chapter: 私の生徒会～
*存在しえないエピローグ
*Extra Chapter: シリーズ化する生徒会～
*Afterword

===Volume 3 - Seitokai no Sanshin===
*[[Seitokai no Sanshin:Illustrations|Novel Illustrations]]
*存在《そんざい》しえないプロローグ
*Chapter 1
*[[Seitokai no Ichizon:Volume 3 Chapter 2|Chapter 2]]
*Chapter 3
*Chapter 4
*Chapter 5
*Chapter 6
*Last Chapter: 差し伸《の》べる生徒会～
*Extra Chapter: 企《たくら》む生徒会～
*隠蔽《いんぺい》された後日談
*Afterword

===Volume 4 - Seitokai no Shisan===
*[[Seitokai no Shisan:Illustrations|Novel Illustrations]]
*Prologue
*Chapter 1
*Chapter 2
*Chapter 3
*Chapter 4: The second radio broadcast ([[Seitokai no Ichizon:Teaser 3|Teaser 3]] by [[User:Negator|Negator]])
*A Mysterious Manuscript
*Chapter 5
*Chapter 6
*Epilogue
*Afterword

===Volume 9 - Seitokai no Kokonoe===

*[[Seitokai no Ichizon:Volume9 Short Story|Extra ~The Student Council's Gift~]]

==The ''Hekiyō Gakuen Seitokai Mokushiroku'' spin-off series by Sekina Aoi==

===Volume 1 - Seitokai no Nichijou===
*[[Seitokai no Nichijō:Illustrations|Novel Illustrations]]
*Chapter 1
*Chapter 2 (Part 2: The Student Council President's Opening Address [[Seitokai no Ichizon:Teaser_4|Teaser 4]] by [[User:Dragonst|Dragonst]])
*Chapter 3

==Project Staff==
*Project Administrator:
*Project Supervisor:

===Translators===
*[[User:Dragonst|Dragonst]]
*[[User:Poke2201|Poke2201]]
*[[User:pa3ck123|pa3ck123]]

*[[User:Kira0802|Kira0802]] (temp.)

===Editors===

==Series Overview==

*Vol. 1: ISBN 978-4-8291-3252-4, 19. January 2008 (生徒会の一存, Seitokai no Ichizon)- The Student Council's Discretion
*Vol. 2: ISBN 978-4-8291-3278-4, 19. April 2008 (生徒会の二心, Seitokai no Nishin)- The Student Council's Duplicity
*Vol. 3: ISBN 978-4-8291-3313-2, 19. July 2008 (生徒会の三振, Seitokai no Sanshin)- The Student Council's Strike
*Vol. 4: ISBN 978-4-8291-3366-8, 20. January 2009 (生徒会の四散, Seitokai no Shisan)- The Student Council's Diaspora
*Vol. 5: ISBN 978-4-8291-3390-3, 20. April 2009 (生徒会の五彩, Seitokai no Gosai)- The Student Council's Five Colors
*Vol. 6: ISBN 978-4-8291-3417-7, 18. July 2009 (生徒会の六花, Seitokai no Rikka)- The Student Council's Six Flowers
*Vol. 7: ISBN 978-4-8291-3468-9, 19. December 2009 (生徒会の七光, Seitokai no Nanahikari)- The Student Council's Seven Lights
*Vol. 8: ISBN 978-4-8291-3529-7, 19. July 2010 (生徒会の八方, Seitokai no Happo)- The Student Council's Eight Sides
*Vol. 9: ISBN 978-4-8291-3572-3, 20. October 2010 (生徒会の九重, Seitokai no Kokonoe)- The Student Council's Imperial palace

Spin-off: Hekiyō Gakuen Seitokai Mokushiroku (碧陽学園生徒会黙示録) since 20. September 2008.

*Vol. 1: ISBN 978-4-8291-3328-6, 20. September 2008 (生徒会の日常, Seitokai no Nichijō)
*Vol. 2: ISBN 978-4-8291-3440-5, 19. September 2009 (生徒会の月末, Seitokai no Getsumatsu)

Seitokai no Ichizon

2011-05-25T13:36:53Z

HonouRyuu:

[[Image:Seitokai_no_Ichizon_vol_1_cover.jpg|thumb|Volume 1 Cover]]

The ''Seitokai no Ichizon'' series is also available in the following languages:
*[[Seitokai no Ichizon tiếng Việt|Tiếng Việt (Vietnamese)]]

(Note: Translation progress varies for each version.)
----

Seitokai no Ichizon (生徒会の一存) is volume one of the light novel series Hekiyō Gakuen Seitokai Gijiroku (碧陽学園生徒会議事録) written by Sekina Aoi, illustrated by Kira Inugami and published by Fujimi Fantasia Bunko since January 19, 2008.

==Story Synopsis==

The student council members of a certain high school are chosen by an extremely unique method: They are chosen based on their popularity with the other students of the school. This unique balloting system has resulted in a student council full of pretty girls, with the third-year Sakurano Kurimu as the student council president. However, one member of the student council did not get in based on popular vote, but by taking advantage of a loophole which specifies that the student who tops the school in the year-end examinations may choose to join the student council. That student is Sugisaki Ken, a guy obsessed with eroge whose goal is to make the student council into his own personal harem!

== Translation ==

=== [[Seitokai no Ichizon:Registration Page|Registration]] ===

Those who wish to contribute are asked to first notify a supervisor beforehand.

'''Translators are asked to [[Seitokai no Ichizon:Registration Page|register]] which chapters they're working on'''

===Format Standards===
'''Every Chapter (after editing) must confirm to the general format guidelines.'''
*[[Format_guideline|General Format/Style Guideline]]

== Updates ==
*13th February 2011: Volume 1 Prologue completed
*8th January 2011: Volume 1 Chapter 1 completed
*January 2011: Seitokai no Ichizon project activated
*4th January 2011: Volume 3 Chapter 2 completed
*25th May 2010: Volume 1 Chapter 6 completed
*12th October 2009: Seitokai no Ichizon teaser project initiated.

==The ''Hekiyō Gakuen Seitokai Gijiroku'' series by Sekina Aoi==

===Volume 1 - Seitokai no Ichizon===
*[[Seitokai no Ichizon:Illustrations|Novel Illustrations]]
*[[Seitokai no Ichizon: Volume 1 Prologue|The Nonexistent Prologue]]
*[[Seitokai no Ichizon: Volume 1 Chapter 1|Chapter 1: The Chattering Student Council]]
*[[Seitokai no Ichizon: Volume 1 Chapter 2|Chapter 2: The Student Council's Ghost Stories]]
*Chapter 3: The Student Council "ON AIR" ([[Seitokai no Ichizon:Teaser 1|Teaser 1]] by [[User:Dragonst|Dragonst]])
*Chapter 4: 更生《こうせい》する生徒会～
*Chapter 5: 恋《こい》する生徒会～
*[[Seitokai no Ichizon:Volume 1 Chapter 6|Chapter 6: 遊ぶ生徒会～]]
*Last Chapter: 振《ふ》り返る生徒会～
*存在しえないエピローグ
*Extra Chapter: The creatively writing student council ([[Seitokai no Ichizon:Teaser 2|Teaser 2]] by [[User:ShadowZeroHeart|ShadowZeroHeart]])
*会長のあとがき
*Afterword
*[[Translator Notes & References]]

===Volume 2 - Seitokai no Nishin===
*Novel Illustrations
*[[Seitokai no Ichizon:Volume 2 Prologue|Prologues Do Not Exist]]
*Chapter 1
*Chapter 2
*Chapter 3
*Chapter 4
*Chapter 5
*Chapter 6
*Last Chapter: 私の生徒会～
*存在しえないエピローグ
*Extra Chapter: シリーズ化する生徒会～
*Afterword

===Volume 3 - Seitokai no Sanshin===
*[[Seitokai no Sanshin:Illustrations|Novel Illustrations]]
*存在《そんざい》しえないプロローグ
*Chapter 1
*[[Seitokai no Ichizon:Volume 3 Chapter 2|Chapter 2]]
*Chapter 3
*Chapter 4
*Chapter 5
*Chapter 6
*Last Chapter: 差し伸《の》べる生徒会～
*Extra Chapter: 企《たくら》む生徒会～
*隠蔽《いんぺい》された後日談
*Afterword

===Volume 4 - Seitokai no Shisan===
*[[Seitokai no Shisan:Illustrations|Novel Illustrations]]
*Prologue
*Chapter 1
*Chapter 2
*Chapter 3
*Chapter 4: The second radio broadcast ([[Seitokai no Ichizon:Teaser 3|Teaser 3]] by [[User:Negator|Negator]])
*The Mysterious Manuscript
*Chapter 5
*Chapter 6
*Epilogue
*Afterword

===Volume 9 - Seitokai no Kokonoe===

*[[Seitokai no Ichizon:Volume9 Short Story|Extra ~The Student Council's Gift~]]

==The ''Hekiyō Gakuen Seitokai Mokushiroku'' spin-off series by Sekina Aoi==

===Volume 1 - Seitokai no Nichijou===
*[[Seitokai no Nichijō:Illustrations|Novel Illustrations]]
*Chapter 1
*Chapter 2 (Part 2: The Student Council President's Opening Address [[Seitokai no Ichizon:Teaser_4|Teaser 4]] by [[User:Dragonst|Dragonst]])
*Chapter 3

==Project Staff==
*Project Administrator:
*Project Supervisor:

===Translators===
*[[User:Dragonst|Dragonst]]
*[[User:Poke2201|Poke2201]]
*[[User:pa3ck123|pa3ck123]]

*[[User:Kira0802|Kira0802]] (temp.)

===Editors===

==Series Overview==

*Vol. 1: ISBN 978-4-8291-3252-4, 19. January 2008 (生徒会の一存, Seitokai no Ichizon)- The Student Council's Discretion
*Vol. 2: ISBN 978-4-8291-3278-4, 19. April 2008 (生徒会の二心, Seitokai no Nishin)- The Student Council's Duplicity
*Vol. 3: ISBN 978-4-8291-3313-2, 19. July 2008 (生徒会の三振, Seitokai no Sanshin)- The Student Council's Strike
*Vol. 4: ISBN 978-4-8291-3366-8, 20. January 2009 (生徒会の四散, Seitokai no Shisan)- The Student Council's Diaspora
*Vol. 5: ISBN 978-4-8291-3390-3, 20. April 2009 (生徒会の五彩, Seitokai no Gosai)- The Student Council's Five Colors
*Vol. 6: ISBN 978-4-8291-3417-7, 18. July 2009 (生徒会の六花, Seitokai no Rikka)- The Student Council's Six Flowers
*Vol. 7: ISBN 978-4-8291-3468-9, 19. December 2009 (生徒会の七光, Seitokai no Nanahikari)- The Student Council's Seven Lights
*Vol. 8: ISBN 978-4-8291-3529-7, 19. July 2010 (生徒会の八方, Seitokai no Happo)- The Student Council's Eight Sides
*Vol. 9: ISBN 978-4-8291-3572-3, 20. October 2010 (生徒会の九重, Seitokai no Kokonoe)- The Student Council's Imperial palace

Spin-off: Hekiyō Gakuen Seitokai Mokushiroku (碧陽学園生徒会黙示録) since 20. September 2008.

*Vol. 1: ISBN 978-4-8291-3328-6, 20. September 2008 (生徒会の日常, Seitokai no Nichijō)
*Vol. 2: ISBN 978-4-8291-3440-5, 19. September 2009 (生徒会の月末, Seitokai no Getsumatsu)

Seitokai no Ichizon:Volume 1 Chapter 1

2011-05-23T14:59:45Z

HonouRyuu: Undo revision 96544 by HonouRyuu (talk)

"The world isn't boring. You've become a boring human!"
　
So that the usual Kaichou's small breasts stretched to mere second-hand telling of greatness or so I was told.

Lately however I have been receiving strange sights just like that from that I can see. I, however, am personally having loads of fun, though I probably can't see myself becoming one of those damned boring humans.

Yet, "firsts" are always fun.

First time falling in love.

First time making a friend.

First time making a mistake.

First time succeeding.

First time playing... an eroge!

Granted, I always think back to this.

"The old days sure were fun."

I think back to nursery school, when I was the same as a large number of other humans.

I think back to elementary school, when I was so glad to have that backpack.

I think back to middle school, when a bus pass presented to an adult gave the feeling of a gentleman, a man of virtue.

I think back to high school, when others kicked me down and as a consequence for exerting myself to win something for enjoyment; I remember all of it.

Yes, something significant like that.

"Well, what's so bad about virgins?"

"Pfft!"

　I asked the question, and Kaichou spat out all the tea as she coughed her throat out. As usual, she ad-libbed herself as the 'vulnerable person' because we were the only ones in the room. Today was all about having fun, though.

　Kaichou's eyes began to water, and she immediately went to the table where she dried her eyes with tissues. Then, she glared at me.

"Now it's my turn to speak, why not come back here and I'll return the favor?"

"That's sweet, Kaichou. But I have a standard way of thinking, and that way is by direct connection!"

"What pride! Sugisaki, in just a short time, you'll become aware of the vice president's role..."

"I am. I am fully aware that the Student Council is enough for my harem—"

"Denied! Self-aware Vice President, listen up: first off, start by throwing away that fact from your self-conscious. "

　Kaichou made an earnest comeback, just like any other day. Even then, it was still cute, Kaichou。

　I smugly looked below at her short stature. In addition, the young child was trying to compensate for her childishness by stretching and changing her behavior, but in
the end it was a fruitless effort by Kaichou and she damned her size, wanting to sprout and become tall.

　So, she tried to sprout. But just like that the reality of those words hit her. It was a lovely sight, but it was already too late for her as the whole school could recognize her. It was too cute. Kaichou at one time observed budding anime characters grow up. She was an irregular little girl.

"Kaichou."

"What?"
　
Kaichou wiped up the tea and curled the tissue up, aimed it at the trash bin at the corner of the room. She shut one eye and seriously started to aim, it was extremely cute.

　Kaichou was cute enough that I put my elbow to the desk and informed her,

"I like you. Please go out with me."

"Nya!"

She jumped, sending the clump of tissue flying beautifully in the opposite direction of the trash can.

Kaichou scowled at me with watery eyes.

"Sugisaki, why is this superficial confession occurring?!"

"I'm serious."

"Liar!"

"‘Hi_rashi' material is seriously old, Kaichou"

Even if she did reply back through her trembling tear filled eyes, it was a quite a tragic predicament.

"Sugisaki, don't tell me you've forgotten your first speech?!"

"What was it? Uhhh… ‘Its fine, go ahead without me!' … Was it?

"What kind of circumstances was the Student Council in at the beginning?!　Wrong!"

"I didn't say that? Well then… ‘I have no interest in ordinary humans. If you are a Time traveler, alien―'"

"That's dangerous Sugisaki! That has varied meanings!"

"It's fine. It's original."

"What sort of assurance is that?!　Anime doesn't descend from god!"

　I was scolded by Kaichou. … No wait, I need to get to the bottom of this subject, right?　Isn't that the wrong label?　I quickly remembered back to that time.
　... Yes. I, remember that time, gathered the student council members… 4 beautiful bishoujos, and made a proclamation.

<img src="img/生徒会01_010.jpg">

"I love you all. I love you so much. I want to go out with everybody. It's absolutely for everyone's happiness. "

"Yes! That time, you gave the Student council that half-baked confession! Listen up, you can't just say you want to go out with someone but not care which person, who's swayed by that?!"

"How rude. Anyone proper could be swayed. As a certain author said, ‘I have no interest in anyone that isn't a bishoujo.'"

"I think you just want anyone cute! Also, if you go on and do that Fujimi Fantasia Bunko[http://www.baka-tsuki.org/project/index.php?title=Translator_Notes_%26_References] we can move on!"

"I have a single-track mind!　Bishoujos!"

"I should tie you up!"

"They sure are rare, Bishoujos."

"That's not the problem! A confession at one moment of time to several people, it's not sincere!"

"Eh… Isn't it better than an indecisive main character? This is just the beginning, and declaring, "I'm aiming for the Harem Route!", doesn't it make me more manly?"

"Unfortunately the protagonist and you run contrary to a Galge[http://www.baka-tsuki.org/project/index.php?title=Translator_Notes_%26_References] !

"Then are you saying the fact is I'm not a protagonist! Even if I love girls?!

"Basically you are the worst choice for a protagonist! It's a selection! You are more like the protagonist's friend! Realize that you are a joke character for gags!"

　Kaichou was awfully detailed.

"Someone else has a nice face too-"

"Of an influential artist!"

　Only Kaichou would say that about Bishoujo Characters… I guess, but whatever.

I chatted with the president as I went to pick up her discarded tissue; it was only a short distance from the trash can.

"… …"

　I sat down while watching the complex Kaichou. I tilted my seat back and forth.

"What happened?　Kaichou…"

"… Sugisaki, occasionally you are kind of thoughtful and sometimes kind… subconsciously…"

"Ah… With that sort of opening, I think you can get a more favorable impression right?"

"That was your aim!? Damn it! Already I have gone and somewhat increased my inner relationship points!"

"Hehehe… Well, actually that's really exaggerated, but I'm certain it's my aim, more or less. I mean, it is an old habit. It makes me popular among the women though.

It's subconsciously done now."

"Hmmm… That isn't a common ero power."

"Yes, it's not a common power, for me. When my destination is the Harem Route, absolute strength becomes necessary."

"Ah, it takes physical strength, you say."

　With Kaichou's loli appearance, that sort is useless for stories. She went and plugged her ears. … Cute.

　However…

"Kaichou. You're too late; I have said all the evidence that needs to be understood…"

"………Waa"

　Damn, she turned red. She nervously fidgeted around. … cute. It's really cute, Kaichou. Because it was a great effort by the Student Council to understand me,
Kaichou became a great driving force behind it.

　So Kaichou continued on with that, unfortunately really, until the door to the Student Council room opened intruding their time together.

"Ki-Kun. Stop teasing Aka-chan so much."

　So says, like the president a third-year, the female secretary, Chizuru-san as she entered.

　By the way that's my nickname, Ki-kun. My given name is "Key" written as "Ken" therefore, Ki-kun.

　Another point, Aka-chan was Kaichou. Also, Kaichou's given name is "Kurimu" and, Kurimuzon＝Crimson[http://www.baka-tsuki.org/project/index.php?title=Translator_Notes_%26_References] or, Aka-chan [http://www.baka-tsuki.org/project/index.php?title=Translator_Notes_%26_References] I can say with confidence that these nicknames are awfully simplistic but, Chizuru-san seems to be pleased with that. Kaichou personally gets annoyed and says, "I do not act like a baby!" however, her loli appearance as she says, which is not too far from "exactly" what Chizuru-san and I think.

　However, you call your classmates by their family name and your underclassmen by their first name. With that fact alone, it's a very good feeling to be called a nick name from her, however Chizuru-san says, ‘I don't mean anything from that, I don't have any particular feelings for you.' Mysterious woman indeed…

　Now that Chizuru-san is here, Kaichou became a totally different person. A tall figure, it appeared as if she was born into an influential family, furthermore her long black hair rustled and flowed, it was fascinating to be so close to the sprinkles of her adult charm. Her nature, a Kuudere[http://www.baka-tsuki.org/project/index.php?title=Translator_Notes_%26_References] while acting kindly to possess a balance…

　Kaichou has a different significance however; it's still possible to say she is an ideal bishoujo. No, rather than a bishoujo, you can perhaps say she is a beautiful person.

Her seat during meetings was chosen at her discretion, I argued.

"It's not something I tease about. However, I will embarrass her."

"It's not that bad."

"It will be fine. We both had the same idea."

　I had to explain; Kaichou was shouting, "Liar!" and was ignoring me.

　While Kaichou reverted to a child-like personality, Chizuru-san started talking to her.

"But, no one else is coming. My Harem!"

"The Student Council is not your Harem Ki-Kun. But, where are they? We don't have anything spectacular planned. Whenever we get together, eventually we just talk and
eat sweets these days."

　As she was saying, Chizuru-san immediately reached for her bag and took out some food while taking a sip of her mineral water.

"You don't understand, Chizuru-san. Basically feelings change, and it's a fact that change happens every meeting. Look, even Galge, the meeting places are decided by the
heroine right?"

"Even if its natural knowledge, that's a bit troubling…"

"In other words, the Student Council Room is where I come to raise my affection levels, and if they don't come how will they have an event scene―"

"So that's why they aren't coming. That's preferable."

　It was a quick and cruel Tsukkomi[http://www.baka-tsuki.org/project/index.php?title=Translator_Notes_%26_References] jab. Chizuru-san… Kaichou could obviously do Tsukkomi, but not to that extent, and was occasionally cruel as well. That was just plain psychological damage.

　I cleared my throat loudly, adding some positive thinking.

"But, Chizuru-san, you came to raise our affection levels as well"

"… Ah… Hmm, that must be it."

　What a cruel rejection. Superb inattention though. She took a snack out of the basket, and crunched on it as she started her homework.

"Ku… but such Kuudere characters, their feelings get intense once they fall for you!"

"Ah, correct. I'm very intense. In elementary school, I sent 300 love letters to my first love as a child one day saying, "I like you", over and over in a list in the
letters I gave him, in the end his mind broke. His fragility was surprising; from then on I decided to become a Kuudere person. … You I wonder however..."

　As I stared at Chizuru-san a particular detail of her mouth changed into a thin smile, as if she became cheerful.

　Kaichou's "Hig__rashi" material was growing extremely terrifying now.

　It can't be helped…

"I understand."

"Eh, are you prepared after hearing my story? Are you going to accept all of me?　Wait a moment, that's a bit high of you, Ki-kun. I'm certain Ki-kun that flag is a bit mediocre―"

"Chizuru-san, I'm just aiming for a physical relationship! There is no need for love!"

"… Ah, next question, then."

　I got ignored magnificently. Oh well. But… aiming for a physical relationship, that unskillful way would make it more difficult with the girls right?
　And thinking on it, suddenly, Kaichou quickly extended her hand for one of Chizuru's snacks. Just before she ate the snack I gave her a warning.

"You're going to gain weight…"

"Uguu~~. … It will be fine. The nutrition, it will in turn help me get bigger breasts and grow taller!"

"But… isn't there a bigger risk that it will go to your stomach, that's a big concern."

"Ah, it will be fine! It will be difficult for me to gain weight!"

"However with your development it's probably hard to do."

"… Eh! Damn!"

　Ah, damned eating.

"… Answer the following question … Okay… ‘Metabolic Syndrome'…"

"…"

　Chizuru-san looked at her notes, and called them awful. … It was likely she had a problem like that.

　Kaichou, taking a photo of her snacks, made the tension drop tremendously. … Eventually the troubles ended, and she still ate her food.

　I put my hand on Kaichou's shoulder.

"It will be alright, Kaichou. If no one will take your hand anymore…"

"Eh? Possibly… If I'm fat, Will you still take me? Even if I am not a bishoujo? Sugisaki…you…"

　Kaichou was moved to tears. I gave her a pleasant smile.

"If no one will take your hand… Live through your work."

"Realistic advice!?"

"I give assistance behind the shadows!"

"What shadows?! My standard way of life is beginning to forsake me! I don't have any value if I'm fat!"

"Well then, if you don't want to get fat keep fighting for me, I loudly support you."

"Auuuー"

　Kaichou dropped her shoulders. Kaichou looked like somewhat almost ready to accept her new reality, it was cute but her mood wasn't what I was hoping for… However I was caught unprepared for my harem member to feel so troubled. My harem members, each one of them, have to keep herself shining or otherwise it's no good! It's similar to a mother when she casts away her daughter like that!

"Good luck, you're going to need it to stay in my Harem!"

"Ah, maybe it's better to rapidly get fat."

"…"

　Why everybody, but I can say with total confidence that is tsun. Slowly someone will have to fall dere for me, or I'll become completely lonely. The protagonist of a galge is popular with women, and is also not miserable. I had many opportunities, where they would end up in a close friend ending in life, instead of that happening I'm going to have a pitiful life.

Chizuru-san had started a full blown effort on her homework, while Kaichou had become serious and ate her snacks in a total daze.

　With the enormous free time I started thinking about our next topic, but then the door rattled open, this time two girls entered the room.

"Hello everyone!"

"Ah, sorry for being late."

　The contrasting attitudes went out together.

　The girl with lots of energy earlier, Shiina Minatsu, who is also a vice president like me, furthermore she's also my classmate.

　Her long hair was tied into two pigtails (read Twin-Tails), and also because she's in "this Student Council", it's a fact that she's naturally a bishoujo.

　Even if there aren't any specific club activities, she's quite active and a bit boyish… perhaps a good way to describe her would be a tomboy. But the fact is her livelihood is refreshing, and besides being popular with the guys, her popularity is high among the girls. Moreover it's also pretty rare; a few of her followers have some special feelings for her, and so her popularity skyrockets.

　It's just… It's just, I dislike her masculine ways, as my classmate and as my peer as vice president from my standpoint she should be asking me for help, so I am instantly hostile to that tendency. It should be like an orthodox tsundere… but even as a dere there is not even a sign of a problem.

　And, going to the person who was bowing their head in apology, I quickly moved my eyes and stopped at the other girl, Shiina Mafuyu. Minatsu's younger sister and a first year. Her position is treasurer but the student council doesn't get very much money and therefore has nothing to do.

　Also this child, she spent so much time with her active older sister and became absorbed in her own world, therefore she's not good with men, I'm pretty confident her youth can pull some heartstrings. Well … the reason she isn't good with men is because she dislikes them, but I'm certain it's due to her older sister (Her sister has a poisonous preference for Yuri 、making her think that men are scary).

　She had straight pale hair and white skin, and her modest ribbons became a charm point. Her first name is called "Mafuyu" and it's was a very good name. To have such childishness and cuteness, everyone would call the girl "Mafuyu-chan"。A few would call her "Mafuyu-san" or just "Mafuyu" which would be just as fitting for this child. But, only her older sister Minatsu can call Mafuyu that, as for the reason it's a mystery.

　That's the Shiina sister's background, in my observations of the two.

"Yes Yes, Minatsu and Mafuyu-chan, ‘For the first time something is so interesting' or something like that, was there something interesting?"

　We returned back to the first subject.

"Well, that's unexpected."

　Minatsu took a seat next to me, watching me suspiciously.

"Well… Kaichou wrote, the world hasn't become boring; you have become boring, so what's the reason? "

"Because you people are rude!"

　Kaichou makes a racket like that a lot however, we just ignore her. The two sisters pondered for a bit with a small "Hmmm".

　Mafuyu-chan was sitting diagonally from me, and she was the first to answer back.

"Or, Mafuyu's makeup… right?"

"Makeup?"

"Yes. As a young child I watched my mother, I really wanted to be like her. So, in middle school, I bought my first cosmetics set and I was really happy… Mafuyu thought, and I would dress up like her but I didn't like it too much. Recently, I have been wearing a minimal amount…"

"Ah, I see. Mafuyu-chan's appearance. It's alright, Mafuyu-chan! Mafuyu-chan, you're cute enough without the make up! Rather, I would hide the cosmetics and show off your natural beauty Mafuyu- chan, which is even better!"

"Ah, thank you…"

"Ken! Stop flirting with my little sister in front of me!"

　Mafuyu-chan shrank and blushed at my words, while Minatsu shouted at me. It's the same as usual. I sighed, I put my hand on Minatsu who was sitting next to me.

"Yes… Yes. Jealous Minatsu… It's perfectly charming!"

"No, No, I'm not jealous!"

"Minatsu, if we marry, Mafuyu will become my sister in law and when you think about it that's a great charm―"

"Hey what about my charm!"

　Minatsu became really angry… it was cute for her. Even with jealousy …

"I'm not jealous!"

"Oh! We now have telepathy! My goal is near!"

"That's scary! To get something like that from you is really scary! To get that impression is also really scary!"

"That impression? … Well it was inevitable. I guess I should leave it at that. Shy-san♪"

"I'm going to kill him…"

　I shivered at Minatsu's words, while Mafuyu frantically tried to calm her down.

　Well now, we've precisely gathered all the Student Council Members today.

I see that I am surrounded by 4 individual bishoujos, with me alone, I'm pleased to say.

"Yess, it's a celebration of my Harem! I get to watch this scene unfold. Its great I worked hard at getting into the Student Council."

　With my words, Chizuru-san said "That reminds me" and put down her homework.

"Ki-kun got in using the "Excellence Method" … Although it doesn't look like it."

"I agreeー. This guy, when you look at him he's nothing more than a lovestruck idiot.ー"

　Minatsu had the same thought, while Mafuyu-chan giggled.

　I attempted to reply, but Kaichou placed her snack on the desk.

"I say it's a terrible thing but, in spite of it the elections for the Student Council are utterly ridiculous! The popularity contest is ridiculous, but the excellence
method is also, when they don't assess the top scorer in the year based on mental state!"

　Kaichou had already often said her complaints about the system. Besides that I already have a standard reply to her complaints.

"I think this system is the best."

　The selection system of our School's Student Council Members is very different from other schools.

　First, basically there is an absolute "Popularity Contest" for the election of members. However, this always brings in cute girls. So, it's really just a beauty pageant.

　Beautiful women are yearned for by both men and women. Beautiful men however, they provoke animosity among the other men. Then obviously a cute girl wins by default.

　The system, it's actually quite sensible. Though it may be a choice for appearance, and really it's campaigning for nothing, the students live life everyday purely, just to vote for someone they admire.

　When it comes to it, the "Students of Yearning", they unexpectedly listen exactly to what the Student Council says. Besides… frankly, it's common knowledge how anyone would not actually do work in the Student Council. Selections based on appearance, it was a big problem. They only had charisma.

　As a consequence, the Student Council was filled with Bishoujos.

Due to that, it became a meeting ground. Then a new method came up, the "Excellence Method". The person in the year with the best grades… from the end of year tests、if that person's wish was to get into the Student Council, it was possible to do so. It was made in order so an excellent person could get in, without worrying about outward appearances… Generally, the people who put the effort into studying, they weren't interested.

　But, because of this hope of taking the top students at the end of the year… I, Sugisaki Ken, took this chance. It was a simple reason. It's…

"But, Ken did well. It wasn't all about power."

　I looked at Minatsu whose eyes shined with amazement. Kaichou sighed and muttered, "Really".

"It was for getting me into the "Bishoujo Community", anything really. Yes. Even if I had the lowest grades in the Entrance Exams, a year ago I became obsessed with getting to the top, but it was a piece of cake though."

"… Ah, something Mafuyu thinks is that Sugisaki-sempai could be a very humble guy…"

"Mafuyu! That's an extreme delusion! To admire someone like Ken is a total delusion!"

　Minatsu said that with extreme rudeness.

"My intelligence is a fact, Minatsu."

"You have impure motives! Your enrollment in the Student Council and you've tried to tie us up with your feelings…"

"Even politicians, problems with women is probably likely to become a scandal right? A person, with risqué material more or less, it's easier with people with higher standing. I, at middle age, with my hands up female high school girl's skirts, peeking to feed my hungry intentions and confirming my forgotten dignity."

"It's difficult to pull and reveal skirts!"

　I was affected by Minatsu's words, and even Kaichou joined in with a "Yeah!" damn it.

"To get in because of grades, it's odd! Also because of that, Sugisaki resembles a problem child…"

"It's difficult to believe that everyone in the Student Council is in love with me…"

"Not a single person is in love with you!"

"Ehh?!"

"What a surprise! You are too overconfident in yourself!"

"No…It can't be… What about that night with you Kaichou…"

"What night with me?!"

"Ehhhh?!"

"I'm surprised you are talking about this, stop saying things…"

"Can't be… Kaichou. Well then, perhaps that night was not what I was thinking…"

"That's what I have been saying."

　Kaichou withdrew into herself and searched her memories.

　Everyone in the group watched attentively, and I said a celebratory phrase to myself.

"That night, Kaichou, you had many intense dreams and you desired me, is it not?!"

"Here is a criminal wannabe! A stalker in the making!"

"That's mean! Why would you toy with my pure heart like that?!"

"But you are also toying with my emotions!"

　Kaichou became tired of shouting and sat down to take a breath. It was expected with Kaichou having a small build, and little strength. For just a minute, the argument
died, and was completely gone.

　Seeing the disheveled state of affairs, Chizuru-san closed her notebook and started talking.

"Ki-kun. I don't particularly dislike you, but honestly don't you think it would be better to conduct yourself in a more intelligent way? Even if you are creating a harem, you shouldn't be declaring it, but sincerely making favorable circumstances, that's the easier road."

"Hmmm… Chizuru-san's idea is reasonable… But, smoothing over things like this, however! My figure is full of desire, and that's the truth! For myself, its unskillful nonsense! Now, I'm devoted to my sexual desire!"

"Your heart is severely rotten."

　I looked at Minatsu who gave me a cold look. Ah, the ‘tsun' period.

　My life is based on the bible of Galge… no, it's actually about Eroge (I want age limits on them though) it appears. You don't start a harem, it's expected that the character has a steady process, and frankly the character is in the best place. That sort of place should have significance, and right now I'm in a very blessed place.

"Fufufu… One by one in succession, the student council members will fall dere under my influence…"

"I have to say something about your influence…"

　Mafuyu-chan made a wry smile.

"Well, if you aren't dere, I'd quickly change plans to make you dere by disgrace―"

"That's a refreshing level of heresy, you bastard."

　It appears that Minatsu's tsun meter has swung back yet again.

　I waved my finger at her "Tsk, Tsk, Tsk".

"It's alright , Minatsu. Think about it... but frankly I have a system for this kind of story, instead of raising everyone's relationship points steadily, in my style I'll
raise them "one chapter at a time"."

"What?"

"It isn't in just Galges, it appears they are school dramas also right?　The teacher helps students with their problems, and gradually goes through the whole class. And in the last part of the story, all the students in his class say their thanks, and in that sense it's a harem ending."

"You're contaminating the mood of a school drama with that last part."

"Yes… But I will start with the person who is most favorable to me, Mafuyu-chan, then Kaichou, then Minatsu, and then Chizuru-san, gradually taking problems that get harder in difficulty, and then magically, everyone loves me…"

"Whatever, I think Chizuru-san is easier to capture than me, it's a bit annoying."

"Mafuyu… Why am I the first target…?"

　Mafuyu trembled. With excitement I hope.

　Kaichou, who was probably still tired, of course started attacking my idea.

"Why am I after Mafuyu-chan?! Where did you get that thought?!"

"Eh? Because Kaichou…it's already too late, you've already reached the second stage right? For example when I walk with another Bishoujo, you get upset at the situation
right?"

"When you walk with another girl Sugisaki, I quickly contact the police, so they can protect her!"

"Kaichou is jealous."

"Aaah, Sugisaki I'm going to send you to the cruelest bad ending!"

　Kaichou's eyes were very dark. It was like a Japanese chestnut kind of color, she averted her eyes.

　Since no one went to support her, I decided to change the subject.

"But, I fear the worst end is what you had said at the beginningー"

"? What? What are you saying?"

"Becoming a boring person… in short, this blessed environment, it seems as if it's becoming less blessed, I think. This chapter in my life, the me right now… has been in the student council for a month now, this harem situation I can't help but think this was enjoyable. Someday… someday, if I may become used to all the circumstances like this, I think."

"Ah. Well, I understand, I guess."

　Unusually, Kaichou agreed with my idea. Also, a sigh.

"As such, it could go one way or another if one is careful with it. It's the same with your rank in life. With a person's affluence in life, if their income falls, their standard of life would stay the same."

"Again, being bishoujo loli schoolgirl is a different experience to begin with."

"I was out of it. I like a fatherly type of management however. For better or worse, or rather an intense ebbing and flowing rate of income."

"I see. Because of that Kaichou, money still can't stop a teenage youth's hobby…"

"Sugisaki, I'm confused! What hobby?! Also I'm not a wicked woman!"

"Besides, a characteristic of slapping men's cheeks with a wad of money, that has to change…"

"I'm a noble person! Say what you want, but let's not go that far!"

"Now in poverty, uniquely, ones purpose in life would be to pick up home invading ants with their limbs…"

"I am not a dark woman! Money isn't a problem, it's not!"

　Kaichou used up all her energy shouting and became tired… Messing around with a senior of this school has very unusual effects.

　However, if I remember correctly, when I became the top student, I remember when I was at the bottom rank and had to go back to get the top rank. In other words, I can
say with confidence I was a boring human.

　Happiness was right there, I just had to look inside. I wanted to get better, to get higher; I still wanted to get higher. But one day I reached a limit… I started to stagnate, and that guy felt this boring world, and perhaps became a "Boring Human"。

　But…

"Well, Mafuyu, I don't want it to happen either… But, how would I, in that case, understand what went wrong?"

　Mafuyu-chan looked dejected. I agree though. It's natural for a human to seek the top, and it's difficult to keep in check. Chizuru-san, "Finally I understand, it's like reaching the highest mental height you can achieve", and what she says is quite plausible.

"Yeah, something like that is boring."

　Minatsu was a bit annoyed… but it was certainly boring. Might as well… while I am young, I might as well realize something has opened in my heart, I want to be smiling forever.

　Chizuru-san continued on.

"Well, some people… the people we call ‘winners', they rapidly keep going higher. Generally most of us, would compromise somewhere, and be relatively happy."

"Relatively happy…Hmmm"

　I, after all will probably be buried in a mediocre place.

　I'll work in a major, but not large, company.

　I'll probably be above average in salary.

　Probably an office job.

　If I keep working at it, I'll probably become a section chief.

　The world wouldn't change much with work.

　I'll disappear frequently.

　In that environment courage and willpower sneak away, oh well, with each day that passes.

　………………

"That's no good."

"Eh?"

　I muttered to myself, everyone could see. I received everyone's look… and, I abandoned all those thoughts and stood up!

"I'll create a Bishoujo Harem!"
My loud declaration!

Minatsu said shockingly, "And, he says he's going to become Pirate King…".The other members looked at me and said something about my circumstances, "Again.", nevertheless I will continue on.

"Even if I compromise, I'll only compromise for a high place! The Bishoujos shall serve me, someday, I can say from the place I rise to ‘Ah, they are getting boring', that
will be my compromise!"

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"I see. For the time being I'll just let that go until I leave. I'd like to leave it at that."

　Chizuru-san for some reason smiled. Oh, did the points go up? As usual, I caught that wasn't the aim by the way.

Minatsu smiled and said, "Aside from harems, it's not a bad stance."

Mafuyu-chan then softly smiled and said, "I have the impression that…it's better than being worried, but it would be nice if we keep trying to go higher."

　Then, Kaichou started talking…

"Ehh, you guys do you your best, I'm too tired"

　Useless person.

　I understand my situation in life, I'll aim higher, and it's relatively too late to compromise now.

　The student council chief threw the expectations of her post away.

　She stuffed her cheeks with crunchy snack food, and her face was filled with happiness.

　……….. Well, good enough.

　If she's happy I'm okay with that. Simple, simple.

　Kaichou ends up eating candy (Still Chizuru-san keeps bringing them…) and her cheeks puffed up with a cute burp, I announce my satisfaction.

"I say, we should disband for today."

"………."

　Everyone thought about being a useless member of society.

　Well, I eventually broke it up however, because of that.

　……Well now, I gradually started the work we didn't do.

　　　　　　
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"… Hey, we left Sugisaki in the Student Council room."

　Kurimu met with the other Student Council members at the gate and turned towards them, and bitterly smiled. The girls frowned though, while smiling。

　Minatsu's shoulder started to make a sound.

"Really, we should go support him. … We spent a long time chatting, and doing all the Student Council's duties with just himself alone, it shouldn't be like that…"

"Well, Mafuyu, do you like Sugisaki-sempai?"
　
Mafuyu's words made everyone breathe a sigh, and, Kurimu started talking to the members.

"At school, no one really hates him. Really… if he wasn't talking about that harem of his, he'd have a girlfriend, I guess he's too simple…"

"That's true, Aka-chan. Isn't Ki-kun a wonderful person?"

"Hey, I didn't say that Chizuru-san! "
　
Kurimu naturally became impatient with Chizuru, while Minatsu and Mafuyu laughed a little… But everyone understood. Everyone, certainly, had some sort of good feelings
towards Sugisaki Ken. Everyone tried to suppress it except… none other than Sugisaki Ken himself.

　He emphasized his harem, but he was a special individual, making friends where people would defend against it as a noble characteristic. However despite all that, he truly loved the Student Council members from the bottom of his heart, and they were embarrassed by his support. They were embarrassed…

　Chizuru looked up at the only person in the Student Council room and muttered,

"He's always talking about his harem. But he… He is our central pillar."

"Central pillar?"

"Yes. After all this, what else is there to call him, all of us, I think it's just a little bit beyond us. A scar, in other words."

　Chizuru finished talking, and Kurimu, Minatsu, and Mafuyu's facial expression changed into muttering. They were certain, each of them had private petty problems that they
had. They never talked about it with each other; of course Sugisaki Ken knew as well but didn't care.

　Chizuru continued on.

"But, we just chat in the Student Council Room, and it helps. It's very fun in there. Even if it's fake… it's like the warmth of family members around a dinner table in that room. And it's created, arguably, by Ki-kun. Therefore… he is our central pillar. The fact that he is the Student Council's central pillar, in addition to, he's also the central pillar to our whole school."

　Following Chizuru's words, Kurimu turned to look at the Student Council room.

"No. I say he is more like the role of the teacher in the school drama"

"It's different, he doesn't help us with our problems, and he gives us a place to rest easily however."

"Well, Mafuyu is very, very thankful."

　After Mafuyu's words, everyone started laughing. It seems that everyone was feeling better. Another thing to say is, how much business everyday that turns up in the Student Council room to finish, and of course Sugisaki turns it into a place to relax.

　Kurimu said, "Well then.", and settled the subject.

"Let's head home!"

"B-But, is it really alright? I―"

"It's alright. I mean, this is what Sugisaki wanted, so don't think about it. If that's the case, we have to respect his will."

"………"

"Well, instead, if something is bothering Sugisaki、we should direct our full energy into helping him."

"Kaichou-san…"

　Mafuyu was moved so much by Kaichou her eyes became cloudy. And continued on with a , "But…"

"But, we are not going to date him, Kaichou-san."

"That's a different story. That's some serious cheating…"

　An immeadiate reply.

　Kurimu put an end to the discussion saying, "Then, see you tomorrow", and ran off. The members parted saying farewells to each other and headed back home.

　Amongst the twilight, Kurimu whispered as if it was to Sugisaki himself.

"Being a boring human, it's not bad at all…"

　If you consider gathering together people who think their life is boring, maybe, on the contrary it could break out into something fun.

　Hekiyou Private Academy Student Council.

　Every day, boring people have fun conversations there.

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Seitokai no Ichizon:Volume 1 Prologue

2011-05-23T07:51:04Z

HonouRyuu:

Hekiyou Private Academy Student Council Minutes — Only the chosen ones may enter this paradise.

Among the Student Council Members, one male has been elected to become vice president. And, today in the Student Council room, Sugisaki Ken shouted out his love,

"I, in this room full of beautiful girls, will create a harem!"

(However, the response was as cold as the Poles).

And again, today in the Student Council room, the head of the Student Council, Sakurano Kurimu, cried out in her egotistical way,

"I have no interest in ordinary hu-(Feel free to complete this statement)!"

Days went by, spent in meaningless chatter. Maybe they had too much time on their hands; maybe they were just too young to understand. To those teenagers, the ocean of wild delusions is beckoning to them!

And this book is nothing but a small part of the somewhat secretive Hekiyou Academy Student Council's minutes, a record of their daily adventures and thrilling moments.

'''The Nonexistent Prologue'''

Rule 1: Accept the existence of Gods.

Rule 2: No direct contact.

Rule 3: We are your friends' friends. This is the closest you can get to us.

Rule 4: Our "business" is our top priority.

Rule 5: The "staff" must not involve their personal opinions in any activity.

Rule 6: Disclosure of information is the greatest sin one can do.

Rule 7: Remember, you are not deceiving humans, but are deceiving Gods themselves.

Rule 8: "Morals" are dispensable in any project. Everything will be done to the benefit of our "business".

Rule 9: Fundamentally, maintaining the "status quo" of the "Academy" is our core value.

Additional Rule: Beware of the this year's student council.

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Seitokai no Ichizon:Volume 1 Chapter 1

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HonouRyuu:

"It is not the world that has become boring. It is you who have become boring!"
　
Puffing her small chest up, the president exclaimed that in her usual haughty pose, as if she was saying something grand to a large audience.

Her words, however, left a deep impression in me this time around, which was rare. ''I see... She's right.''
With the various experiences I had over the years, I wonder if I had turned into someone boring, one who can no longer find pleasure in things.
Nothing is more enjoyable than the first experience, no matter what you do.

Your first love.

Your first best friend.

Your first misconduct.

Your first success.

Your first… H-game?

Whatever you do, it is the first experience that you will always remember.

"It sure was fun, back then."

I remember the time I entered kindergarten, where I was intimidated by the other kids, even though they looked the same as me.

I remember the time I got into elementary school, where I was elated just by wearing a backpack.

I remember the time I got promoted to secondary school, where I felt mature when I got my commuter pass.

I remember the time I got accepted to high school, where I

Yes, something significant like that.

"Well, what's so bad about virgins?"

"Pfft!"

　I asked the question, and Kaichou spat out all the tea as she coughed her throat out. As usual, she ad-libbed herself as the 'vulnerable person' because we were the only ones in the room. Today was all about having fun, though.

　Kaichou's eyes began to water, and she immediately went to the table where she dried her eyes with tissues. Then, she glared at me.

"Now it's my turn to speak, why not come back here and I'll return the favor?"

"That's sweet, Kaichou. But I have a standard way of thinking, and that way is by direct connection!"

"What pride! Sugisaki, in just a short time, you'll become aware of the vice president's role..."

"I am. I am fully aware that the Student Council is enough for my harem—"

"Denied! Self-aware Vice President, listen up: first off, start by throwing away that fact from your self-conscious. "

　Kaichou made an earnest comeback, just like any other day. Even then, it was still cute, Kaichou。

　I smugly looked below at her short stature. In addition, the young child was trying to compensate for her childishness by stretching and changing her behavior, but in
the end it was a fruitless effort by Kaichou and she damned her size, wanting to sprout and become tall.

　So, she tried to sprout. But just like that the reality of those words hit her. It was a lovely sight, but it was already too late for her as the whole school could recognize her. It was too cute. Kaichou at one time observed budding anime characters grow up. She was an irregular little girl.

"Kaichou."

"What?"
　
Kaichou wiped up the tea and curled the tissue up, aimed it at the trash bin at the corner of the room. She shut one eye and seriously started to aim, it was extremely cute.

　Kaichou was cute enough that I put my elbow to the desk and informed her,

"I like you. Please go out with me."

"Nya!"

She jumped, sending the clump of tissue flying beautifully in the opposite direction of the trash can.

Kaichou scowled at me with watery eyes.

"Sugisaki, why is this superficial confession occurring?!"

"I'm serious."

"Liar!"

"‘Hi_rashi' material is seriously old, Kaichou"

Even if she did reply back through her trembling tear filled eyes, it was a quite a tragic predicament.

"Sugisaki, don't tell me you've forgotten your first speech?!"

"What was it? Uhhh… ‘Its fine, go ahead without me!' … Was it?

"What kind of circumstances was the Student Council in at the beginning?!　Wrong!"

"I didn't say that? Well then… ‘I have no interest in ordinary humans. If you are a Time traveler, alien―'"

"That's dangerous Sugisaki! That has varied meanings!"

"It's fine. It's original."

"What sort of assurance is that?!　Anime doesn't descend from god!"

　I was scolded by Kaichou. … No wait, I need to get to the bottom of this subject, right?　Isn't that the wrong label?　I quickly remembered back to that time.
　... Yes. I, remember that time, gathered the student council members… 4 beautiful bishoujos, and made a proclamation.

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"I love you all. I love you so much. I want to go out with everybody. It's absolutely for everyone's happiness. "

"Yes! That time, you gave the Student council that half-baked confession! Listen up, you can't just say you want to go out with someone but not care which person, who's swayed by that?!"

"How rude. Anyone proper could be swayed. As a certain author said, ‘I have no interest in anyone that isn't a bishoujo.'"

"I think you just want anyone cute! Also, if you go on and do that Fujimi Fantasia Bunko[http://www.baka-tsuki.org/project/index.php?title=Translator_Notes_%26_References] we can move on!"

"I have a single-track mind!　Bishoujos!"

"I should tie you up!"

"They sure are rare, Bishoujos."

"That's not the problem! A confession at one moment of time to several people, it's not sincere!"

"Eh… Isn't it better than an indecisive main character? This is just the beginning, and declaring, "I'm aiming for the Harem Route!", doesn't it make me more manly?"

"Unfortunately the protagonist and you run contrary to a Galge[http://www.baka-tsuki.org/project/index.php?title=Translator_Notes_%26_References] !

"Then are you saying the fact is I'm not a protagonist! Even if I love girls?!

"Basically you are the worst choice for a protagonist! It's a selection! You are more like the protagonist's friend! Realize that you are a joke character for gags!"

　Kaichou was awfully detailed.

"Someone else has a nice face too-"

"Of an influential artist!"

　Only Kaichou would say that about Bishoujo Characters… I guess, but whatever.

I chatted with the president as I went to pick up her discarded tissue; it was only a short distance from the trash can.

"… …"

　I sat down while watching the complex Kaichou. I tilted my seat back and forth.

"What happened?　Kaichou…"

"… Sugisaki, occasionally you are kind of thoughtful and sometimes kind… subconsciously…"

"Ah… With that sort of opening, I think you can get a more favorable impression right?"

"That was your aim!? Damn it! Already I have gone and somewhat increased my inner relationship points!"

"Hehehe… Well, actually that's really exaggerated, but I'm certain it's my aim, more or less. I mean, it is an old habit. It makes me popular among the women though.

It's subconsciously done now."

"Hmmm… That isn't a common ero power."

"Yes, it's not a common power, for me. When my destination is the Harem Route, absolute strength becomes necessary."

"Ah, it takes physical strength, you say."

　With Kaichou's loli appearance, that sort is useless for stories. She went and plugged her ears. … Cute.

　However…

"Kaichou. You're too late; I have said all the evidence that needs to be understood…"

"………Waa"

　Damn, she turned red. She nervously fidgeted around. … cute. It's really cute, Kaichou. Because it was a great effort by the Student Council to understand me,
Kaichou became a great driving force behind it.

　So Kaichou continued on with that, unfortunately really, until the door to the Student Council room opened intruding their time together.

"Ki-Kun. Stop teasing Aka-chan so much."

　So says, like the president a third-year, the female secretary, Chizuru-san as she entered.

　By the way that's my nickname, Ki-kun. My given name is "Key" written as "Ken" therefore, Ki-kun.

　Another point, Aka-chan was Kaichou. Also, Kaichou's given name is "Kurimu" and, Kurimuzon＝Crimson[http://www.baka-tsuki.org/project/index.php?title=Translator_Notes_%26_References] or, Aka-chan [http://www.baka-tsuki.org/project/index.php?title=Translator_Notes_%26_References] I can say with confidence that these nicknames are awfully simplistic but, Chizuru-san seems to be pleased with that. Kaichou personally gets annoyed and says, "I do not act like a baby!" however, her loli appearance as she says, which is not too far from "exactly" what Chizuru-san and I think.

　However, you call your classmates by their family name and your underclassmen by their first name. With that fact alone, it's a very good feeling to be called a nick name from her, however Chizuru-san says, ‘I don't mean anything from that, I don't have any particular feelings for you.' Mysterious woman indeed…

　Now that Chizuru-san is here, Kaichou became a totally different person. A tall figure, it appeared as if she was born into an influential family, furthermore her long black hair rustled and flowed, it was fascinating to be so close to the sprinkles of her adult charm. Her nature, a Kuudere[http://www.baka-tsuki.org/project/index.php?title=Translator_Notes_%26_References] while acting kindly to possess a balance…

　Kaichou has a different significance however; it's still possible to say she is an ideal bishoujo. No, rather than a bishoujo, you can perhaps say she is a beautiful person.

Her seat during meetings was chosen at her discretion, I argued.

"It's not something I tease about. However, I will embarrass her."

"It's not that bad."

"It will be fine. We both had the same idea."

　I had to explain; Kaichou was shouting, "Liar!" and was ignoring me.

　While Kaichou reverted to a child-like personality, Chizuru-san started talking to her.

"But, no one else is coming. My Harem!"

"The Student Council is not your Harem Ki-Kun. But, where are they? We don't have anything spectacular planned. Whenever we get together, eventually we just talk and
eat sweets these days."

　As she was saying, Chizuru-san immediately reached for her bag and took out some food while taking a sip of her mineral water.

"You don't understand, Chizuru-san. Basically feelings change, and it's a fact that change happens every meeting. Look, even Galge, the meeting places are decided by the
heroine right?"

"Even if its natural knowledge, that's a bit troubling…"

"In other words, the Student Council Room is where I come to raise my affection levels, and if they don't come how will they have an event scene―"

"So that's why they aren't coming. That's preferable."

　It was a quick and cruel Tsukkomi[http://www.baka-tsuki.org/project/index.php?title=Translator_Notes_%26_References] jab. Chizuru-san… Kaichou could obviously do Tsukkomi, but not to that extent, and was occasionally cruel as well. That was just plain psychological damage.

　I cleared my throat loudly, adding some positive thinking.

"But, Chizuru-san, you came to raise our affection levels as well"

"… Ah… Hmm, that must be it."

　What a cruel rejection. Superb inattention though. She took a snack out of the basket, and crunched on it as she started her homework.

"Ku… but such Kuudere characters, their feelings get intense once they fall for you!"

"Ah, correct. I'm very intense. In elementary school, I sent 300 love letters to my first love as a child one day saying, "I like you", over and over in a list in the
letters I gave him, in the end his mind broke. His fragility was surprising; from then on I decided to become a Kuudere person. … You I wonder however..."

　As I stared at Chizuru-san a particular detail of her mouth changed into a thin smile, as if she became cheerful.

　Kaichou's "Hig__rashi" material was growing extremely terrifying now.

　It can't be helped…

"I understand."

"Eh, are you prepared after hearing my story? Are you going to accept all of me?　Wait a moment, that's a bit high of you, Ki-kun. I'm certain Ki-kun that flag is a bit mediocre―"

"Chizuru-san, I'm just aiming for a physical relationship! There is no need for love!"

"… Ah, next question, then."

　I got ignored magnificently. Oh well. But… aiming for a physical relationship, that unskillful way would make it more difficult with the girls right?
　And thinking on it, suddenly, Kaichou quickly extended her hand for one of Chizuru's snacks. Just before she ate the snack I gave her a warning.

"You're going to gain weight…"

"Uguu~~. … It will be fine. The nutrition, it will in turn help me get bigger breasts and grow taller!"

"But… isn't there a bigger risk that it will go to your stomach, that's a big concern."

"Ah, it will be fine! It will be difficult for me to gain weight!"

"However with your development it's probably hard to do."

"… Eh! Damn!"

　Ah, damned eating.

"… Answer the following question … Okay… ‘Metabolic Syndrome'…"

"…"

　Chizuru-san looked at her notes, and called them awful. … It was likely she had a problem like that.

　Kaichou, taking a photo of her snacks, made the tension drop tremendously. … Eventually the troubles ended, and she still ate her food.

　I put my hand on Kaichou's shoulder.

"It will be alright, Kaichou. If no one will take your hand anymore…"

"Eh? Possibly… If I'm fat, Will you still take me? Even if I am not a bishoujo? Sugisaki…you…"

　Kaichou was moved to tears. I gave her a pleasant smile.

"If no one will take your hand… Live through your work."

"Realistic advice!?"

"I give assistance behind the shadows!"

"What shadows?! My standard way of life is beginning to forsake me! I don't have any value if I'm fat!"

"Well then, if you don't want to get fat keep fighting for me, I loudly support you."

"Auuuー"

　Kaichou dropped her shoulders. Kaichou looked like somewhat almost ready to accept her new reality, it was cute but her mood wasn't what I was hoping for… However I was caught unprepared for my harem member to feel so troubled. My harem members, each one of them, have to keep herself shining or otherwise it's no good! It's similar to a mother when she casts away her daughter like that!

"Good luck, you're going to need it to stay in my Harem!"

"Ah, maybe it's better to rapidly get fat."

"…"

　Why everybody, but I can say with total confidence that is tsun. Slowly someone will have to fall dere for me, or I'll become completely lonely. The protagonist of a galge is popular with women, and is also not miserable. I had many opportunities, where they would end up in a close friend ending in life, instead of that happening I'm going to have a pitiful life.

Chizuru-san had started a full blown effort on her homework, while Kaichou had become serious and ate her snacks in a total daze.

　With the enormous free time I started thinking about our next topic, but then the door rattled open, this time two girls entered the room.

"Hello everyone!"

"Ah, sorry for being late."

　The contrasting attitudes went out together.

　The girl with lots of energy earlier, Shiina Minatsu, who is also a vice president like me, furthermore she's also my classmate.

　Her long hair was tied into two pigtails (read Twin-Tails), and also because she's in "this Student Council", it's a fact that she's naturally a bishoujo.

　Even if there aren't any specific club activities, she's quite active and a bit boyish… perhaps a good way to describe her would be a tomboy. But the fact is her livelihood is refreshing, and besides being popular with the guys, her popularity is high among the girls. Moreover it's also pretty rare; a few of her followers have some special feelings for her, and so her popularity skyrockets.

　It's just… It's just, I dislike her masculine ways, as my classmate and as my peer as vice president from my standpoint she should be asking me for help, so I am instantly hostile to that tendency. It should be like an orthodox tsundere… but even as a dere there is not even a sign of a problem.

　And, going to the person who was bowing their head in apology, I quickly moved my eyes and stopped at the other girl, Shiina Mafuyu. Minatsu's younger sister and a first year. Her position is treasurer but the student council doesn't get very much money and therefore has nothing to do.

　Also this child, she spent so much time with her active older sister and became absorbed in her own world, therefore she's not good with men, I'm pretty confident her youth can pull some heartstrings. Well … the reason she isn't good with men is because she dislikes them, but I'm certain it's due to her older sister (Her sister has a poisonous preference for Yuri 、making her think that men are scary).

　She had straight pale hair and white skin, and her modest ribbons became a charm point. Her first name is called "Mafuyu" and it's was a very good name. To have such childishness and cuteness, everyone would call the girl "Mafuyu-chan"。A few would call her "Mafuyu-san" or just "Mafuyu" which would be just as fitting for this child. But, only her older sister Minatsu can call Mafuyu that, as for the reason it's a mystery.

　That's the Shiina sister's background, in my observations of the two.

"Yes Yes, Minatsu and Mafuyu-chan, ‘For the first time something is so interesting' or something like that, was there something interesting?"

　We returned back to the first subject.

"Well, that's unexpected."

　Minatsu took a seat next to me, watching me suspiciously.

"Well… Kaichou wrote, the world hasn't become boring; you have become boring, so what's the reason? "

"Because you people are rude!"

　Kaichou makes a racket like that a lot however, we just ignore her. The two sisters pondered for a bit with a small "Hmmm".

　Mafuyu-chan was sitting diagonally from me, and she was the first to answer back.

"Or, Mafuyu's makeup… right?"

"Makeup?"

"Yes. As a young child I watched my mother, I really wanted to be like her. So, in middle school, I bought my first cosmetics set and I was really happy… Mafuyu thought, and I would dress up like her but I didn't like it too much. Recently, I have been wearing a minimal amount…"

"Ah, I see. Mafuyu-chan's appearance. It's alright, Mafuyu-chan! Mafuyu-chan, you're cute enough without the make up! Rather, I would hide the cosmetics and show off your natural beauty Mafuyu- chan, which is even better!"

"Ah, thank you…"

"Ken! Stop flirting with my little sister in front of me!"

　Mafuyu-chan shrank and blushed at my words, while Minatsu shouted at me. It's the same as usual. I sighed, I put my hand on Minatsu who was sitting next to me.

"Yes… Yes. Jealous Minatsu… It's perfectly charming!"

"No, No, I'm not jealous!"

"Minatsu, if we marry, Mafuyu will become my sister in law and when you think about it that's a great charm―"

"Hey what about my charm!"

　Minatsu became really angry… it was cute for her. Even with jealousy …

"I'm not jealous!"

"Oh! We now have telepathy! My goal is near!"

"That's scary! To get something like that from you is really scary! To get that impression is also really scary!"

"That impression? … Well it was inevitable. I guess I should leave it at that. Shy-san♪"

"I'm going to kill him…"

　I shivered at Minatsu's words, while Mafuyu frantically tried to calm her down.

　Well now, we've precisely gathered all the Student Council Members today.

I see that I am surrounded by 4 individual bishoujos, with me alone, I'm pleased to say.

"Yess, it's a celebration of my Harem! I get to watch this scene unfold. Its great I worked hard at getting into the Student Council."

　With my words, Chizuru-san said "That reminds me" and put down her homework.

"Ki-kun got in using the "Excellence Method" … Although it doesn't look like it."

"I agreeー. This guy, when you look at him he's nothing more than a lovestruck idiot.ー"

　Minatsu had the same thought, while Mafuyu-chan giggled.

　I attempted to reply, but Kaichou placed her snack on the desk.

"I say it's a terrible thing but, in spite of it the elections for the Student Council are utterly ridiculous! The popularity contest is ridiculous, but the excellence
method is also, when they don't assess the top scorer in the year based on mental state!"

　Kaichou had already often said her complaints about the system. Besides that I already have a standard reply to her complaints.

"I think this system is the best."

　The selection system of our School's Student Council Members is very different from other schools.

　First, basically there is an absolute "Popularity Contest" for the election of members. However, this always brings in cute girls. So, it's really just a beauty pageant.

　Beautiful women are yearned for by both men and women. Beautiful men however, they provoke animosity among the other men. Then obviously a cute girl wins by default.

　The system, it's actually quite sensible. Though it may be a choice for appearance, and really it's campaigning for nothing, the students live life everyday purely, just to vote for someone they admire.

　When it comes to it, the "Students of Yearning", they unexpectedly listen exactly to what the Student Council says. Besides… frankly, it's common knowledge how anyone would not actually do work in the Student Council. Selections based on appearance, it was a big problem. They only had charisma.

　As a consequence, the Student Council was filled with Bishoujos.

Due to that, it became a meeting ground. Then a new method came up, the "Excellence Method". The person in the year with the best grades… from the end of year tests、if that person's wish was to get into the Student Council, it was possible to do so. It was made in order so an excellent person could get in, without worrying about outward appearances… Generally, the people who put the effort into studying, they weren't interested.

　But, because of this hope of taking the top students at the end of the year… I, Sugisaki Ken, took this chance. It was a simple reason. It's…

"But, Ken did well. It wasn't all about power."

　I looked at Minatsu whose eyes shined with amazement. Kaichou sighed and muttered, "Really".

"It was for getting me into the "Bishoujo Community", anything really. Yes. Even if I had the lowest grades in the Entrance Exams, a year ago I became obsessed with getting to the top, but it was a piece of cake though."

"… Ah, something Mafuyu thinks is that Sugisaki-sempai could be a very humble guy…"

"Mafuyu! That's an extreme delusion! To admire someone like Ken is a total delusion!"

　Minatsu said that with extreme rudeness.

"My intelligence is a fact, Minatsu."

"You have impure motives! Your enrollment in the Student Council and you've tried to tie us up with your feelings…"

"Even politicians, problems with women is probably likely to become a scandal right? A person, with risqué material more or less, it's easier with people with higher standing. I, at middle age, with my hands up female high school girl's skirts, peeking to feed my hungry intentions and confirming my forgotten dignity."

"It's difficult to pull and reveal skirts!"

　I was affected by Minatsu's words, and even Kaichou joined in with a "Yeah!" damn it.

"To get in because of grades, it's odd! Also because of that, Sugisaki resembles a problem child…"

"It's difficult to believe that everyone in the Student Council is in love with me…"

"Not a single person is in love with you!"

"Ehh?!"

"What a surprise! You are too overconfident in yourself!"

"No…It can't be… What about that night with you Kaichou…"

"What night with me?!"

"Ehhhh?!"

"I'm surprised you are talking about this, stop saying things…"

"Can't be… Kaichou. Well then, perhaps that night was not what I was thinking…"

"That's what I have been saying."

　Kaichou withdrew into herself and searched her memories.

　Everyone in the group watched attentively, and I said a celebratory phrase to myself.

"That night, Kaichou, you had many intense dreams and you desired me, is it not?!"

"Here is a criminal wannabe! A stalker in the making!"

"That's mean! Why would you toy with my pure heart like that?!"

"But you are also toying with my emotions!"

　Kaichou became tired of shouting and sat down to take a breath. It was expected with Kaichou having a small build, and little strength. For just a minute, the argument
died, and was completely gone.

　Seeing the disheveled state of affairs, Chizuru-san closed her notebook and started talking.

"Ki-kun. I don't particularly dislike you, but honestly don't you think it would be better to conduct yourself in a more intelligent way? Even if you are creating a harem, you shouldn't be declaring it, but sincerely making favorable circumstances, that's the easier road."

"Hmmm… Chizuru-san's idea is reasonable… But, smoothing over things like this, however! My figure is full of desire, and that's the truth! For myself, its unskillful nonsense! Now, I'm devoted to my sexual desire!"

"Your heart is severely rotten."

　I looked at Minatsu who gave me a cold look. Ah, the ‘tsun' period.

　My life is based on the bible of Galge… no, it's actually about Eroge (I want age limits on them though) it appears. You don't start a harem, it's expected that the character has a steady process, and frankly the character is in the best place. That sort of place should have significance, and right now I'm in a very blessed place.

"Fufufu… One by one in succession, the student council members will fall dere under my influence…"

"I have to say something about your influence…"

　Mafuyu-chan made a wry smile.

"Well, if you aren't dere, I'd quickly change plans to make you dere by disgrace―"

"That's a refreshing level of heresy, you bastard."

　It appears that Minatsu's tsun meter has swung back yet again.

　I waved my finger at her "Tsk, Tsk, Tsk".

"It's alright , Minatsu. Think about it... but frankly I have a system for this kind of story, instead of raising everyone's relationship points steadily, in my style I'll
raise them "one chapter at a time"."

"What?"

"It isn't in just Galges, it appears they are school dramas also right?　The teacher helps students with their problems, and gradually goes through the whole class. And in the last part of the story, all the students in his class say their thanks, and in that sense it's a harem ending."

"You're contaminating the mood of a school drama with that last part."

"Yes… But I will start with the person who is most favorable to me, Mafuyu-chan, then Kaichou, then Minatsu, and then Chizuru-san, gradually taking problems that get harder in difficulty, and then magically, everyone loves me…"

"Whatever, I think Chizuru-san is easier to capture than me, it's a bit annoying."

"Mafuyu… Why am I the first target…?"

　Mafuyu trembled. With excitement I hope.

　Kaichou, who was probably still tired, of course started attacking my idea.

"Why am I after Mafuyu-chan?! Where did you get that thought?!"

"Eh? Because Kaichou…it's already too late, you've already reached the second stage right? For example when I walk with another Bishoujo, you get upset at the situation
right?"

"When you walk with another girl Sugisaki, I quickly contact the police, so they can protect her!"

"Kaichou is jealous."

"Aaah, Sugisaki I'm going to send you to the cruelest bad ending!"

　Kaichou's eyes were very dark. It was like a Japanese chestnut kind of color, she averted her eyes.

　Since no one went to support her, I decided to change the subject.

"But, I fear the worst end is what you had said at the beginningー"

"? What? What are you saying?"

"Becoming a boring person… in short, this blessed environment, it seems as if it's becoming less blessed, I think. This chapter in my life, the me right now… has been in the student council for a month now, this harem situation I can't help but think this was enjoyable. Someday… someday, if I may become used to all the circumstances like this, I think."

"Ah. Well, I understand, I guess."

　Unusually, Kaichou agreed with my idea. Also, a sigh.

"As such, it could go one way or another if one is careful with it. It's the same with your rank in life. With a person's affluence in life, if their income falls, their standard of life would stay the same."

"Again, being bishoujo loli schoolgirl is a different experience to begin with."

"I was out of it. I like a fatherly type of management however. For better or worse, or rather an intense ebbing and flowing rate of income."

"I see. Because of that Kaichou, money still can't stop a teenage youth's hobby…"

"Sugisaki, I'm confused! What hobby?! Also I'm not a wicked woman!"

"Besides, a characteristic of slapping men's cheeks with a wad of money, that has to change…"

"I'm a noble person! Say what you want, but let's not go that far!"

"Now in poverty, uniquely, ones purpose in life would be to pick up home invading ants with their limbs…"

"I am not a dark woman! Money isn't a problem, it's not!"

　Kaichou used up all her energy shouting and became tired… Messing around with a senior of this school has very unusual effects.

　However, if I remember correctly, when I became the top student, I remember when I was at the bottom rank and had to go back to get the top rank. In other words, I can
say with confidence I was a boring human.

　Happiness was right there, I just had to look inside. I wanted to get better, to get higher; I still wanted to get higher. But one day I reached a limit… I started to stagnate, and that guy felt this boring world, and perhaps became a "Boring Human"。

　But…

"Well, Mafuyu, I don't want it to happen either… But, how would I, in that case, understand what went wrong?"

　Mafuyu-chan looked dejected. I agree though. It's natural for a human to seek the top, and it's difficult to keep in check. Chizuru-san, "Finally I understand, it's like reaching the highest mental height you can achieve", and what she says is quite plausible.

"Yeah, something like that is boring."

　Minatsu was a bit annoyed… but it was certainly boring. Might as well… while I am young, I might as well realize something has opened in my heart, I want to be smiling forever.

　Chizuru-san continued on.

"Well, some people… the people we call ‘winners', they rapidly keep going higher. Generally most of us, would compromise somewhere, and be relatively happy."

"Relatively happy…Hmmm"

　I, after all will probably be buried in a mediocre place.

　I'll work in a major, but not large, company.

　I'll probably be above average in salary.

　Probably an office job.

　If I keep working at it, I'll probably become a section chief.

　The world wouldn't change much with work.

　I'll disappear frequently.

　In that environment courage and willpower sneak away, oh well, with each day that passes.

　………………

"That's no good."

"Eh?"

　I muttered to myself, everyone could see. I received everyone's look… and, I abandoned all those thoughts and stood up!

"I'll create a Bishoujo Harem!"
My loud declaration!

Minatsu said shockingly, "And, he says he's going to become Pirate King…".The other members looked at me and said something about my circumstances, "Again.", nevertheless I will continue on.

"Even if I compromise, I'll only compromise for a high place! The Bishoujos shall serve me, someday, I can say from the place I rise to ‘Ah, they are getting boring', that
will be my compromise!"

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"I see. For the time being I'll just let that go until I leave. I'd like to leave it at that."

　Chizuru-san for some reason smiled. Oh, did the points go up? As usual, I caught that wasn't the aim by the way.

Minatsu smiled and said, "Aside from harems, it's not a bad stance."

Mafuyu-chan then softly smiled and said, "I have the impression that…it's better than being worried, but it would be nice if we keep trying to go higher."

　Then, Kaichou started talking…

"Ehh, you guys do you your best, I'm too tired"

　Useless person.

　I understand my situation in life, I'll aim higher, and it's relatively too late to compromise now.

　The student council chief threw the expectations of her post away.

　She stuffed her cheeks with crunchy snack food, and her face was filled with happiness.

　……….. Well, good enough.

　If she's happy I'm okay with that. Simple, simple.

　Kaichou ends up eating candy (Still Chizuru-san keeps bringing them…) and her cheeks puffed up with a cute burp, I announce my satisfaction.

"I say, we should disband for today."

"………."

　Everyone thought about being a useless member of society.

　Well, I eventually broke it up however, because of that.

　……Well now, I gradually started the work we didn't do.

　　　　　　
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"… Hey, we left Sugisaki in the Student Council room."

　Kurimu met with the other Student Council members at the gate and turned towards them, and bitterly smiled. The girls frowned though, while smiling。

　Minatsu's shoulder started to make a sound.

"Really, we should go support him. … We spent a long time chatting, and doing all the Student Council's duties with just himself alone, it shouldn't be like that…"

"Well, Mafuyu, do you like Sugisaki-sempai?"
　
Mafuyu's words made everyone breathe a sigh, and, Kurimu started talking to the members.

"At school, no one really hates him. Really… if he wasn't talking about that harem of his, he'd have a girlfriend, I guess he's too simple…"

"That's true, Aka-chan. Isn't Ki-kun a wonderful person?"

"Hey, I didn't say that Chizuru-san! "
　
Kurimu naturally became impatient with Chizuru, while Minatsu and Mafuyu laughed a little… But everyone understood. Everyone, certainly, had some sort of good feelings
towards Sugisaki Ken. Everyone tried to suppress it except… none other than Sugisaki Ken himself.

　He emphasized his harem, but he was a special individual, making friends where people would defend against it as a noble characteristic. However despite all that, he truly loved the Student Council members from the bottom of his heart, and they were embarrassed by his support. They were embarrassed…

　Chizuru looked up at the only person in the Student Council room and muttered,

"He's always talking about his harem. But he… He is our central pillar."

"Central pillar?"

"Yes. After all this, what else is there to call him, all of us, I think it's just a little bit beyond us. A scar, in other words."

　Chizuru finished talking, and Kurimu, Minatsu, and Mafuyu's facial expression changed into muttering. They were certain, each of them had private petty problems that they
had. They never talked about it with each other; of course Sugisaki Ken knew as well but didn't care.

　Chizuru continued on.

"But, we just chat in the Student Council Room, and it helps. It's very fun in there. Even if it's fake… it's like the warmth of family members around a dinner table in that room. And it's created, arguably, by Ki-kun. Therefore… he is our central pillar. The fact that he is the Student Council's central pillar, in addition to, he's also the central pillar to our whole school."

　Following Chizuru's words, Kurimu turned to look at the Student Council room.

"No. I say he is more like the role of the teacher in the school drama"

"It's different, he doesn't help us with our problems, and he gives us a place to rest easily however."

"Well, Mafuyu is very, very thankful."

　After Mafuyu's words, everyone started laughing. It seems that everyone was feeling better. Another thing to say is, how much business everyday that turns up in the Student Council room to finish, and of course Sugisaki turns it into a place to relax.

　Kurimu said, "Well then.", and settled the subject.

"Let's head home!"

"B-But, is it really alright? I―"

"It's alright. I mean, this is what Sugisaki wanted, so don't think about it. If that's the case, we have to respect his will."

"………"

"Well, instead, if something is bothering Sugisaki、we should direct our full energy into helping him."

"Kaichou-san…"

　Mafuyu was moved so much by Kaichou her eyes became cloudy. And continued on with a , "But…"

"But, we are not going to date him, Kaichou-san."

"That's a different story. That's some serious cheating…"

　An immeadiate reply.

　Kurimu put an end to the discussion saying, "Then, see you tomorrow", and ran off. The members parted saying farewells to each other and headed back home.

　Amongst the twilight, Kurimu whispered as if it was to Sugisaki himself.

"Being a boring human, it's not bad at all…"

　If you consider gathering together people who think their life is boring, maybe, on the contrary it could break out into something fun.

　Hekiyou Private Academy Student Council.

　Every day, boring people have fun conversations there.

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Seitokai no Ichizon

2011-05-22T02:42:25Z

HonouRyuu: /* Volume 1 - Seitokai no Ichizon */

[[Image:Seitokai_no_Ichizon_vol_1_cover.jpg|thumb|Volume 1 Cover]]

The ''Seitokai no Ichizon'' series is also available in the following languages:
*[[Seitokai no Ichizon tiếng Việt|Tiếng Việt (Vietnamese)]]

(Note: Translation progress varies for each version.)
----

Seitokai no Ichizon (生徒会の一存) is volume one of the light novel series Hekiyō Gakuen Seitokai Gijiroku (碧陽学園生徒会議事録) written by Sekina Aoi, illustrated by Kira Inugami and published by Fujimi Fantasia Bunko since January 19, 2008.

==Story Synopsis==

The student council members of a certain high school are chosen by an extremely unique method: They are chosen based on their popularity with the other students of the school. This unique balloting system has resulted in a student council full of pretty girls, with the third-year Sakurano Kurimu as the student council president. However, one member of the student council did not get in based on popular vote, but by taking advantage of a loophole which specifies that the student who tops the school in the year-end examinations may choose to join the student council. That student is Sugisaki Ken, a guy obsessed with eroge whose goal is to make the student council into his own personal harem!

== Translation ==

=== [[Seitokai no Ichizon:Registration Page|Registration]] ===

Those who wish to contribute are asked to first notify a supervisor beforehand.

'''Translators are asked to [[Seitokai no Ichizon:Registration Page|register]] which chapters they're working on'''

===Format Standards===
'''Every Chapter (after editing) must confirm to the general format guidelines.'''
*[[Format_guideline|General Format/Style Guideline]]

== Updates ==
*13th February 2011: Volume 1 Prologue completed
*8th January 2011: Volume 1 Chapter 1 completed
*January 2011: Seitokai no Ichizon project activated
*4th January 2011: Volume 3 Chapter 2 completed
*25th May 2010: Volume 1 Chapter 6 completed
*12th October 2009: Seitokai no Ichizon teaser project initiated.

==The ''Hekiyō Gakuen Seitokai Gijiroku'' series by Sekina Aoi==

===Volume 1 - Seitokai no Ichizon===
*[[Seitokai no Ichizon:Illustrations|Novel Illustrations]]
*[[Seitokai no Ichizon: Volume 1 Prologue|The Nonexistent Prologue]]
*[[Seitokai no Ichizon: Volume 1 Chapter 1|Chapter 1: The Chattering Student Council]]
*[[Seitokai no Ichizon: Volume 1 Chapter 2|Chapter 2: The Student Council's Ghost Stories]]
*Chapter 3: The Student Council "ON AIR" ([[Seitokai no Ichizon:Teaser 1|Teaser 1]] by [[User:Dragonst|Dragonst]])
*Chapter 4: 更生《こうせい》する生徒会～
*Chapter 5: 恋《こい》する生徒会～
*[[Seitokai no Ichizon:Volume 1 Chapter 6|Chapter 6: 遊ぶ生徒会～]]
*Last Chapter: 振《ふ》り返る生徒会～
*存在しえないエピローグ
*Extra Chapter: The creatively writing student council ([[Seitokai no Ichizon:Teaser 2|Teaser 2]] by [[User:ShadowZeroHeart|ShadowZeroHeart]])
*会長のあとがき
*Afterword
*[[Translator Notes & References]]

===Volume 2 - Seitokai no Nishin===
*Novel Illustrations
*[[Seitokai no Ichizon:Volume 2 Prologue|Prologues Do Not Exist]]
*Chapter 1
*Chapter 2
*Chapter 3
*Chapter 4
*Chapter 5
*Chapter 6
*Last Chapter: 私の生徒会～
*存在しえないエピローグ
*Extra Chapter: シリーズ化する生徒会～
*Afterword

===Volume 3 - Seitokai no Sanshin===
*[[Seitokai no Sanshin:Illustrations|Novel Illustrations]]
*存在《そんざい》しえないプロローグ
*Chapter 1
*[[Seitokai no Ichizon:Volume 3 Chapter 2|Chapter 2]]
*Chapter 3
*Chapter 4
*Chapter 5
*Chapter 6
*Last Chapter: 差し伸《の》べる生徒会～
*Extra Chapter: 企《たくら》む生徒会～
*隠蔽《いんぺい》された後日談
*Afterword

===Volume 4 - Seitokai no Shisan===
*[[Seitokai no Shisan:Illustrations|Novel Illustrations]]
*Prologue
*Chapter 1
*Chapter 2
*Chapter 3
*Chapter 4: The second radio broadcast ([[Seitokai no Ichizon:Teaser 3|Teaser 3]] by [[User:Negator|Negator]])
*Chapter 5
*Chapter 6
*Epilogue
*Afterword

===Volume 9 - Seitokai no Kokonoe===

*[[Seitokai no Ichizon:Volume9 Short Story|Extra ~The Student Council's Gift~]]

==The ''Hekiyō Gakuen Seitokai Mokushiroku'' spin-off series by Sekina Aoi==

===Volume 1 - Seitokai no Nichijou===
*[[Seitokai no Nichijō:Illustrations|Novel Illustrations]]
*Chapter 1
*Chapter 2 (Part 2: The Student Council President's Opening Address [[Seitokai no Ichizon:Teaser_4|Teaser 4]] by [[User:Dragonst|Dragonst]])
*Chapter 3

==Project Staff==
*Project Administrator:
*Project Supervisor:

===Translators===
*[[User:Dragonst|Dragonst]]
*[[User:Poke2201|Poke2201]]
*[[User:pa3ck123|pa3ck123]]

*[[User:Kira0802|Kira0802]] (temp.)

===Editors===

==Series Overview==

*Vol. 1: ISBN 978-4-8291-3252-4, 19. January 2008 (生徒会の一存, Seitokai no Ichizon)- The Student Council's Discretion
*Vol. 2: ISBN 978-4-8291-3278-4, 19. April 2008 (生徒会の二心, Seitokai no Nishin)- The Student Council's Duplicity
*Vol. 3: ISBN 978-4-8291-3313-2, 19. July 2008 (生徒会の三振, Seitokai no Sanshin)- The Student Council's Strike
*Vol. 4: ISBN 978-4-8291-3366-8, 20. January 2009 (生徒会の四散, Seitokai no Shisan)- The Student Council's Diaspora
*Vol. 5: ISBN 978-4-8291-3390-3, 20. April 2009 (生徒会の五彩, Seitokai no Gosai)- The Student Council's Five Colors
*Vol. 6: ISBN 978-4-8291-3417-7, 18. July 2009 (生徒会の六花, Seitokai no Rikka)- The Student Council's Six Flowers
*Vol. 7: ISBN 978-4-8291-3468-9, 19. December 2009 (生徒会の七光, Seitokai no Nanahikari)- The Student Council's Seven Lights
*Vol. 8: ISBN 978-4-8291-3529-7, 19. July 2010 (生徒会の八方, Seitokai no Happo)- The Student Council's Eight Sides
*Vol. 9: ISBN 978-4-8291-3572-3, 20. October 2010 (生徒会の九重, Seitokai no Kokonoe)- The Student Council's Imperial palace

Spin-off: Hekiyō Gakuen Seitokai Mokushiroku (碧陽学園生徒会黙示録) since 20. September 2008.

*Vol. 1: ISBN 978-4-8291-3328-6, 20. September 2008 (生徒会の日常, Seitokai no Nichijō)
*Vol. 2: ISBN 978-4-8291-3440-5, 19. September 2009 (生徒会の月末, Seitokai no Getsumatsu)

Seitokai no Ichizon:Volume 1 Prologue

2011-05-22T02:41:47Z

HonouRyuu:

Hekiyou Private Academy Student Council Minutes — Only the chosen ones may enter this paradise.

Among the Student Council Members, one male has been elected to become vice president. And, today in the Student Council room, Sugisaki Ken shouted out his love,

"I, in this room full of beautiful girls, will create a harem!"

(However, the response was as cold as the Poles).

And again, today in the Student Council room, the head of the Student Council, Sakurano Kurimu, cried out in her egotistical way,

"I have no interest in ordinary hu-(Feel free to complete this statement)!"

Days went by, spent in meaningless chatter. Maybe they had too much time on their hands; maybe they were just too young to understand. To those teenagers, the ocean of wild delusions is beckoning to them!

And this book is nothing but a small part of the somewhat secretive Hekiyou Academy Student Council's minutes, a record of their daily adventures and thrilling moments.

'''The Nonexistent Prologue'''

Rule 1: Accept the existence of Gods.

Rule 2: No direct contact.

Rule 3: We are your friends' friends. This is the closest you can get to us.

Rule 4: Our "business" is our top priority.

Rule 5: The "staff" must not involve their personal opinions in any activity.

Rule 6: Disclosing information is the greatest sin one can do.

Rule 7: Remember, you are not deceiving humans, but are deceiving Gods themselves.

Rule 8: "Morals" are dispensable in any project. Everything will be done to the benefit of our "business".

Rule 9: Fundamentally, maintaining the "status quo" of the "Academy" is our core value.

Additional Rule: Beware of the this year's student council.

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Seitokai no Ichizon:Volume 1 Prologue

2011-05-22T02:40:53Z

HonouRyuu:

Hekiyou Private Academy Student Council Minutes — Only the chosen ones may enter this paradise.

Among the Student Council Members, one male has been elected to become vice president. And, today in the Student Council room, Sugisaki Ken shouted out his love,

"I, in this room full of beautiful girls, will create a harem!"

(However, the response was as cold as the Poles).

And again, today in the Student Council room, the head of the Student Council, Sakurano Kurimu, cried out in her egotistical way,

"I have no interest in ordinary hu-(Feel free to complete this statement)!"

Days went by, spent in meaningless chatter. Maybe they had too much time on their hands; maybe they were just too young to understand. To those teenagers, the ocean of wild delusions is beckoning to them!

And this book, is nothing but a small part of the somewhat secretive Hekiyou Academy Student Council's minutes, a record of their daily adventures and thrilling moments.

'''The Nonexistent Prologue'''

Rule 1: Accept the existence of Gods.

Rule 2: No direct contact.

Rule 3: We are your friends' friends. This is the closest you can get to us.

Rule 4: Our "business" is our top priority.

Rule 5: The "staff" must not involve their personal opinions in any activity.

Rule 6: Disclosing information is the greatest sin one can do.

Rule 7: Remember, you are not deceiving humans, but are deceiving Gods themselves.

Rule 8: "Morals" are dispensable in any project. Everything will be done to the benefit of our "business".

Rule 9: Fundamentally, maintaining the "status quo" of the "Academy" is our core value.

Additional Rule: Beware of the this year's student council.

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Seitokai no Ichizon

2011-05-22T02:39:01Z

HonouRyuu: /* Volume 1 - Seitokai no Ichizon */

[[Image:Seitokai_no_Ichizon_vol_1_cover.jpg|thumb|Volume 1 Cover]]

The ''Seitokai no Ichizon'' series is also available in the following languages:
*[[Seitokai no Ichizon tiếng Việt|Tiếng Việt (Vietnamese)]]

(Note: Translation progress varies for each version.)
----

Seitokai no Ichizon (生徒会の一存) is volume one of the light novel series Hekiyō Gakuen Seitokai Gijiroku (碧陽学園生徒会議事録) written by Sekina Aoi, illustrated by Kira Inugami and published by Fujimi Fantasia Bunko since January 19, 2008.

==Story Synopsis==

The student council members of a certain high school are chosen by an extremely unique method: They are chosen based on their popularity with the other students of the school. This unique balloting system has resulted in a student council full of pretty girls, with the third-year Sakurano Kurimu as the student council president. However, one member of the student council did not get in based on popular vote, but by taking advantage of a loophole which specifies that the student who tops the school in the year-end examinations may choose to join the student council. That student is Sugisaki Ken, a guy obsessed with eroge whose goal is to make the student council into his own personal harem!

== Translation ==

=== [[Seitokai no Ichizon:Registration Page|Registration]] ===

Those who wish to contribute are asked to first notify a supervisor beforehand.

'''Translators are asked to [[Seitokai no Ichizon:Registration Page|register]] which chapters they're working on'''

===Format Standards===
'''Every Chapter (after editing) must confirm to the general format guidelines.'''
*[[Format_guideline|General Format/Style Guideline]]

== Updates ==
*13th February 2011: Volume 1 Prologue completed
*8th January 2011: Volume 1 Chapter 1 completed
*January 2011: Seitokai no Ichizon project activated
*4th January 2011: Volume 3 Chapter 2 completed
*25th May 2010: Volume 1 Chapter 6 completed
*12th October 2009: Seitokai no Ichizon teaser project initiated.

==The ''Hekiyō Gakuen Seitokai Gijiroku'' series by Sekina Aoi==

===Volume 1 - Seitokai no Ichizon===
*[[Seitokai no Ichizon:Illustrations|Novel Illustrations]]
*[[Seitokai no Ichizon: Volume 1 Prologue|Nonexistent Prologue]]
*[[Seitokai no Ichizon: Volume 1 Chapter 1|Chapter 1: The Chattering Student Council]]
*[[Seitokai no Ichizon: Volume 1 Chapter 2|Chapter 2: The Student Council's Ghost Stories]]
*Chapter 3: The Student Council "ON AIR" ([[Seitokai no Ichizon:Teaser 1|Teaser 1]] by [[User:Dragonst|Dragonst]])
*Chapter 4: 更生《こうせい》する生徒会～
*Chapter 5: 恋《こい》する生徒会～
*[[Seitokai no Ichizon:Volume 1 Chapter 6|Chapter 6: 遊ぶ生徒会～]]
*Last Chapter: 振《ふ》り返る生徒会～
*存在しえないエピローグ
*Extra Chapter: The creatively writing student council ([[Seitokai no Ichizon:Teaser 2|Teaser 2]] by [[User:ShadowZeroHeart|ShadowZeroHeart]])
*会長のあとがき
*Afterword
*[[Translator Notes & References]]

===Volume 2 - Seitokai no Nishin===
*Novel Illustrations
*[[Seitokai no Ichizon:Volume 2 Prologue|Prologues Do Not Exist]]
*Chapter 1
*Chapter 2
*Chapter 3
*Chapter 4
*Chapter 5
*Chapter 6
*Last Chapter: 私の生徒会～
*存在しえないエピローグ
*Extra Chapter: シリーズ化する生徒会～
*Afterword

===Volume 3 - Seitokai no Sanshin===
*[[Seitokai no Sanshin:Illustrations|Novel Illustrations]]
*存在《そんざい》しえないプロローグ
*Chapter 1
*[[Seitokai no Ichizon:Volume 3 Chapter 2|Chapter 2]]
*Chapter 3
*Chapter 4
*Chapter 5
*Chapter 6
*Last Chapter: 差し伸《の》べる生徒会～
*Extra Chapter: 企《たくら》む生徒会～
*隠蔽《いんぺい》された後日談
*Afterword

===Volume 4 - Seitokai no Shisan===
*[[Seitokai no Shisan:Illustrations|Novel Illustrations]]
*Prologue
*Chapter 1
*Chapter 2
*Chapter 3
*Chapter 4: The second radio broadcast ([[Seitokai no Ichizon:Teaser 3|Teaser 3]] by [[User:Negator|Negator]])
*Chapter 5
*Chapter 6
*Epilogue
*Afterword

===Volume 9 - Seitokai no Kokonoe===

*[[Seitokai no Ichizon:Volume9 Short Story|Extra ~The Student Council's Gift~]]

==The ''Hekiyō Gakuen Seitokai Mokushiroku'' spin-off series by Sekina Aoi==

===Volume 1 - Seitokai no Nichijou===
*[[Seitokai no Nichijō:Illustrations|Novel Illustrations]]
*Chapter 1
*Chapter 2 (Part 2: The Student Council President's Opening Address [[Seitokai no Ichizon:Teaser_4|Teaser 4]] by [[User:Dragonst|Dragonst]])
*Chapter 3

==Project Staff==
*Project Administrator:
*Project Supervisor:

===Translators===
*[[User:Dragonst|Dragonst]]
*[[User:Poke2201|Poke2201]]
*[[User:pa3ck123|pa3ck123]]

*[[User:Kira0802|Kira0802]] (temp.)

===Editors===

==Series Overview==

*Vol. 1: ISBN 978-4-8291-3252-4, 19. January 2008 (生徒会の一存, Seitokai no Ichizon)- The Student Council's Discretion
*Vol. 2: ISBN 978-4-8291-3278-4, 19. April 2008 (生徒会の二心, Seitokai no Nishin)- The Student Council's Duplicity
*Vol. 3: ISBN 978-4-8291-3313-2, 19. July 2008 (生徒会の三振, Seitokai no Sanshin)- The Student Council's Strike
*Vol. 4: ISBN 978-4-8291-3366-8, 20. January 2009 (生徒会の四散, Seitokai no Shisan)- The Student Council's Diaspora
*Vol. 5: ISBN 978-4-8291-3390-3, 20. April 2009 (生徒会の五彩, Seitokai no Gosai)- The Student Council's Five Colors
*Vol. 6: ISBN 978-4-8291-3417-7, 18. July 2009 (生徒会の六花, Seitokai no Rikka)- The Student Council's Six Flowers
*Vol. 7: ISBN 978-4-8291-3468-9, 19. December 2009 (生徒会の七光, Seitokai no Nanahikari)- The Student Council's Seven Lights
*Vol. 8: ISBN 978-4-8291-3529-7, 19. July 2010 (生徒会の八方, Seitokai no Happo)- The Student Council's Eight Sides
*Vol. 9: ISBN 978-4-8291-3572-3, 20. October 2010 (生徒会の九重, Seitokai no Kokonoe)- The Student Council's Imperial palace

Spin-off: Hekiyō Gakuen Seitokai Mokushiroku (碧陽学園生徒会黙示録) since 20. September 2008.

*Vol. 1: ISBN 978-4-8291-3328-6, 20. September 2008 (生徒会の日常, Seitokai no Nichijō)
*Vol. 2: ISBN 978-4-8291-3440-5, 19. September 2009 (生徒会の月末, Seitokai no Getsumatsu)

Seitokai no Ichizon

2011-05-22T02:36:30Z

HonouRyuu:

[[Image:Seitokai_no_Ichizon_vol_1_cover.jpg|thumb|Volume 1 Cover]]

The ''Seitokai no Ichizon'' series is also available in the following languages:
*[[Seitokai no Ichizon tiếng Việt|Tiếng Việt (Vietnamese)]]

(Note: Translation progress varies for each version.)
----

Seitokai no Ichizon (生徒会の一存) is volume one of the light novel series Hekiyō Gakuen Seitokai Gijiroku (碧陽学園生徒会議事録) written by Sekina Aoi, illustrated by Kira Inugami and published by Fujimi Fantasia Bunko since January 19, 2008.

==Story Synopsis==

The student council members of a certain high school are chosen by an extremely unique method: They are chosen based on their popularity with the other students of the school. This unique balloting system has resulted in a student council full of pretty girls, with the third-year Sakurano Kurimu as the student council president. However, one member of the student council did not get in based on popular vote, but by taking advantage of a loophole which specifies that the student who tops the school in the year-end examinations may choose to join the student council. That student is Sugisaki Ken, a guy obsessed with eroge whose goal is to make the student council into his own personal harem!

== Translation ==

=== [[Seitokai no Ichizon:Registration Page|Registration]] ===

Those who wish to contribute are asked to first notify a supervisor beforehand.

'''Translators are asked to [[Seitokai no Ichizon:Registration Page|register]] which chapters they're working on'''

===Format Standards===
'''Every Chapter (after editing) must confirm to the general format guidelines.'''
*[[Format_guideline|General Format/Style Guideline]]

== Updates ==
*13th February 2011: Volume 1 Prologue completed
*8th January 2011: Volume 1 Chapter 1 completed
*January 2011: Seitokai no Ichizon project activated
*4th January 2011: Volume 3 Chapter 2 completed
*25th May 2010: Volume 1 Chapter 6 completed
*12th October 2009: Seitokai no Ichizon teaser project initiated.

==The ''Hekiyō Gakuen Seitokai Gijiroku'' series by Sekina Aoi==

===Volume 1 - Seitokai no Ichizon===
*[[Seitokai no Ichizon:Illustrations|Novel Illustrations]]
*[[Seitokai no Ichizon: Volume 1 Prologue|Non-Existent Prologue]]
*[[Seitokai no Ichizon: Volume 1 Chapter 1|Chapter 1: The Chattering Student Council]]
*[[Seitokai no Ichizon: Volume 1 Chapter 2|Chapter 2: The Student Council's Ghost Stories]]
*Chapter 3: The Student Council "ON AIR" ([[Seitokai no Ichizon:Teaser 1|Teaser 1]] by [[User:Dragonst|Dragonst]])
*Chapter 4: 更生《こうせい》する生徒会～
*Chapter 5: 恋《こい》する生徒会～
*[[Seitokai no Ichizon:Volume 1 Chapter 6|Chapter 6: 遊ぶ生徒会～]]
*Last Chapter: 振《ふ》り返る生徒会～
*存在しえないエピローグ
*Extra Chapter: The creatively writing student council ([[Seitokai no Ichizon:Teaser 2|Teaser 2]] by [[User:ShadowZeroHeart|ShadowZeroHeart]])
*会長のあとがき
*Afterword
*[[Translator Notes & References]]

===Volume 2 - Seitokai no Nishin===
*Novel Illustrations
*[[Seitokai no Ichizon:Volume 2 Prologue|Prologues Do Not Exist]]
*Chapter 1
*Chapter 2
*Chapter 3
*Chapter 4
*Chapter 5
*Chapter 6
*Last Chapter: 私の生徒会～
*存在しえないエピローグ
*Extra Chapter: シリーズ化する生徒会～
*Afterword

===Volume 3 - Seitokai no Sanshin===
*[[Seitokai no Sanshin:Illustrations|Novel Illustrations]]
*存在《そんざい》しえないプロローグ
*Chapter 1
*[[Seitokai no Ichizon:Volume 3 Chapter 2|Chapter 2]]
*Chapter 3
*Chapter 4
*Chapter 5
*Chapter 6
*Last Chapter: 差し伸《の》べる生徒会～
*Extra Chapter: 企《たくら》む生徒会～
*隠蔽《いんぺい》された後日談
*Afterword

===Volume 4 - Seitokai no Shisan===
*[[Seitokai no Shisan:Illustrations|Novel Illustrations]]
*Prologue
*Chapter 1
*Chapter 2
*Chapter 3
*Chapter 4: The second radio broadcast ([[Seitokai no Ichizon:Teaser 3|Teaser 3]] by [[User:Negator|Negator]])
*Chapter 5
*Chapter 6
*Epilogue
*Afterword

===Volume 9 - Seitokai no Kokonoe===

*[[Seitokai no Ichizon:Volume9 Short Story|Extra ~The Student Council's Gift~]]

==The ''Hekiyō Gakuen Seitokai Mokushiroku'' spin-off series by Sekina Aoi==

===Volume 1 - Seitokai no Nichijou===
*[[Seitokai no Nichijō:Illustrations|Novel Illustrations]]
*Chapter 1
*Chapter 2 (Part 2: The Student Council President's Opening Address [[Seitokai no Ichizon:Teaser_4|Teaser 4]] by [[User:Dragonst|Dragonst]])
*Chapter 3

==Project Staff==
*Project Administrator:
*Project Supervisor:

===Translators===
*[[User:Dragonst|Dragonst]]
*[[User:Poke2201|Poke2201]]
*[[User:pa3ck123|pa3ck123]]

*[[User:Kira0802|Kira0802]] (temp.)

===Editors===

==Series Overview==

*Vol. 1: ISBN 978-4-8291-3252-4, 19. January 2008 (生徒会の一存, Seitokai no Ichizon)- The Student Council's Discretion
*Vol. 2: ISBN 978-4-8291-3278-4, 19. April 2008 (生徒会の二心, Seitokai no Nishin)- The Student Council's Duplicity
*Vol. 3: ISBN 978-4-8291-3313-2, 19. July 2008 (生徒会の三振, Seitokai no Sanshin)- The Student Council's Strike
*Vol. 4: ISBN 978-4-8291-3366-8, 20. January 2009 (生徒会の四散, Seitokai no Shisan)- The Student Council's Diaspora
*Vol. 5: ISBN 978-4-8291-3390-3, 20. April 2009 (生徒会の五彩, Seitokai no Gosai)- The Student Council's Five Colors
*Vol. 6: ISBN 978-4-8291-3417-7, 18. July 2009 (生徒会の六花, Seitokai no Rikka)- The Student Council's Six Flowers
*Vol. 7: ISBN 978-4-8291-3468-9, 19. December 2009 (生徒会の七光, Seitokai no Nanahikari)- The Student Council's Seven Lights
*Vol. 8: ISBN 978-4-8291-3529-7, 19. July 2010 (生徒会の八方, Seitokai no Happo)- The Student Council's Eight Sides
*Vol. 9: ISBN 978-4-8291-3572-3, 20. October 2010 (生徒会の九重, Seitokai no Kokonoe)- The Student Council's Imperial palace

Spin-off: Hekiyō Gakuen Seitokai Mokushiroku (碧陽学園生徒会黙示録) since 20. September 2008.

*Vol. 1: ISBN 978-4-8291-3328-6, 20. September 2008 (生徒会の日常, Seitokai no Nichijō)
*Vol. 2: ISBN 978-4-8291-3440-5, 19. September 2009 (生徒会の月末, Seitokai no Getsumatsu)

Seitokai no Ichizon:Volume 1 Prologue

2011-05-22T02:35:18Z

HonouRyuu:

Hekiyou Private Academy Student Council Minutes — Only the chosen ones may enter this paradise.

Among the Student Council Members, one male has been elected to become vice president. And, today in the Student Council room, Sugisaki Ken shouted out his love,

"I, in this room full of beautiful girls, will create a harem!"

(However, the response was as cold as the Poles).

And again, today in the Student Council room, the head of the Student Council, Sakurano Kurimu, cried out in her egotistical way,

"I have no interest in ordinary hu-(Feel free to complete this statement)!"

Days went by, spent in meaningless chatter. Maybe they had too much time on their hands; maybe they were just too young to understand. To those teenagers, the ocean of wild delusions is beckoning to them!

And this book, is nothing but a small part of the somewhat secretive Hekiyou Academy Student Council's minutes, a record of their daily adventures and thrilling moments.

'''Non-Existent Prologue'''

Rule 1: Accept God’s existence.

Rule 2: No direct contact.

Rule 3: We are your friends' friends. This is the closest you can get to us.

Rule 4: Our "business" is our top priority.

Rule 5: The "staff" must not involve their personal opinions in any activity.

Rule 6: Disclosing information is the greatest sin one can do.

Rule 7: Remember, you are not deceiving humans, but are deceiving Gods themselves.

Rule 8: "Morals" are dispensable in any project. Everything will be done to the benefit of our "business".

Rule 9: Fundamentally, maintaining the "status quo" of the "Academy" is our core value.

Additional Rule: Beware of the this year's student council.

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Seitokai no Ichizon:Volume 1 Prologue

2011-05-17T11:26:38Z

HonouRyuu:

Hekiyou Private Academy Student Council Minutes — Only the chosen ones may enter this paradise.

Among the Student Council Members,

One male has been elected to become vice president. And, today in the Student Council room, Sugisaki Ken shouted out his love,

"I, in this room full of beautiful girls, will create a harem!"

(However, the response was as cold as the Poles).

And again, today in the Student Council room, the head of the Student Council, Sakurano Kurimu, cried out in her egotistical way,

"I have no interest in ordinary hu-(Complete this statement on your own)!"

Days went by, spent in meaningless chatter. Maybe they had too much time on their hands; maybe they were just too young to understand. To those teenagers, the ocean of wild delusions is beckoning to them!

And this book, is nothing but a small part of the somewhat secretive Hekiyou Academy Student Council's log book, which records their daily adventures and thrilling moments.

'''Prologues do not exist'''

Rule 1: Accept God’s existence.

Rule 2: No direct contact.

Rule 3: We are your friends' friends. This is the closest you can get to us.

Rule 4: Our "business" is our top priority.

Rule 5: The "staff" must not involve their personal opinions in any activity.

Rule 6: Disclosing information is the greatest sin one can do.

Rule 7: Remember, you are not deceiving humans, but are deceiving Gods themselves.

Rule 8: "Morals" are dispensable in any project. Everything will be done to the benefit of our "business".

Rule 9: Fundamentally, maintaining the "status quo" of the "Academy" is our core value.

Additional Rule: Beware of the this year's student council.

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Seitokai no Ichizon:Volume 1 Prologue

2011-05-17T11:26:08Z

HonouRyuu:

Hekiyou Private Academy Student Council Minutes — Only the chosen ones may enter this paradise.

Among the Student Council Members,

One male has been elected to become vice president. And, today in the Student Council room, Sugisaki Ken shouted out his love,

"I, in this room full of beautiful girls, will create a harem!"

(However, the response was as cold as the Poles).

And again, today in the Student Council room, the head of the Student Council, Sakurano Kurimu, cried out in her egotistical way,

"I have no interests in ordinary hu-(Complete this statement on your own)!"

Days went by, spent in meaningless chatter. Maybe they had too much time on their hands; maybe they were just too young to understand. To those teenagers, the ocean of wild delusions is beckoning to them!

And this book, is nothing but a small part of the somewhat secretive Hekiyou Academy Student Council's log book, which records their daily adventures and thrilling moments.

'''Prologues do not exist'''

Rule 1: Accept God’s existence.

Rule 2: No direct contact.

Rule 3: We are your friends' friends. This is the closest you can get to us.

Rule 4: Our "business" is our top priority.

Rule 5: The "staff" must not involve their personal opinions in any activity.

Rule 6: Disclosing information is the greatest sin one can do.

Rule 7: Remember, you are not deceiving humans, but are deceiving Gods themselves.

Rule 8: "Morals" are dispensable in any project. Everything will be done to the benefit of our "business".

Rule 9: Fundamentally, maintaining the "status quo" of the "Academy" is our core value.

Additional Rule: Beware of the this year's student council.

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Seitokai no Ichizon:Volume 1 Prologue

2011-05-17T11:14:36Z

HonouRyuu:

Hekiyou Private Academy Student Council Minutes — Only the chosen ones may enter this paradise.

Among the Student Council Members,

One male has been elected to become vice president. And, today in the Student Council room, Sugisaki Ken shouted out his love,

"I, in this room full of beautiful girls, will create a harem!"

(However, the response was as cold as the Poles).

And again, today in the Student Council room, the head of the Student Council, Sakurano Kurimu, cried out in her egotistical way,

"I have no interests in ordinary hu-(Complete this statement on your own)!"

Days went by, with everyday spent in meaningless chatter. Maybe they had too much time on their hands; maybe they were just too young to understand. To those teenagers, the ocean of wild delusions is beckoning to them!

And this book, is nothing but a small part of the somewhat secretive Hekiyou Academy Student Council's log book, which records their daily adventures and thrilling moments.

'''Prologues do not exist'''

Rule 1: Accept God’s existence.

Rule 2: No direct contact.

Rule 3: We are your friends' friends. This is the closest you can get to us.

Rule 4: Our "business" is our top priority.

Rule 5: The "staff" must not involve their personal opinions in any activity.

Rule 6: Disclosing information is the greatest sin one can do.

Rule 7: Remember, you are not deceiving humans, but are deceiving Gods themselves.

Rule 8: "Morals" are dispensable in any project. Everything will be done to the benefit of our "business".

Rule 9: Fundamentally, maintaining the "status quo" of the "Academy" is our core value.

Additional Rule: Beware of the this year's student council.

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Seitokai no Ichizon:Volume 1 Prologue

2011-05-17T11:12:08Z

HonouRyuu:

Hekiyou Private Academy Student Council Minutes — Only the chosen ones may enter this paradise.

Among the Student Council Members,

One male has been elected to become vice president. And, today in the Student Council room, Sugisaki Ken shouted out his love,

"I, in this room full of beautiful girls, will create a harem!"

(However, the response was as cold as the Poles).

And again, today in the Student Council room, the head of the Student Council, Sakurano Kurimu, cried out in her egotistical way,

"I have no interests in ordinary hu-(Complete this statement on your own)!"

Days went by, with everyday spent in meaningless chatter. Maybe they had too much time on their hands; maybe they were just too young to understand. To those teenagers, the ocean of wild delusions is beckoning to them!

And this book, is nothing but a small part of the somewhat secretive Hekiyou Academy Student Council's log book, which records their daily adventures and thrilling moments.

'''Prologues do not exist'''

Rule 1: Accept God’s existence.

Rule 2: No direct contact.

Rule 3: We are your friends' friends. This is the closest you can get to us.

Rule 4: Our "business" is our top priority.

Rule 5: The "staff" must not involve their personal opinions in any activity.

Rule 6: Disclosing information is the greatest sin one can do.

Rule 7: Remember, you are not deceiving humans, but are deceiving Gods themselves.

Rule 8: "Morals" are dispensable in any project. Everything will be done to the benefit of our "business".

Rule 9: Fundamentally, maintaining the "status quo" of the "Academy" is our core value.

Additional Rule: Pay attention to the Student Council throughout this year.

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Seitokai no Ichizon:Volume 1 Prologue

2011-05-17T11:11:14Z

HonouRyuu:

Hekiyou Private Academy Student Council Minutes — Only the chosen ones may enter this paradise.

Among the Student Council Members,

One male has been elected to become vice president. And, today in the Student Council room, Sugisaki Ken shouted out his love,

"I, in this room full of beautiful girls, will create a harem!"

(However, the response was as cold as the Poles).
And again, today in the Student Council room, the head of the Student Council, Sakurano Kurimu, cried out in her egotistical way,

"I have no interests in ordinary hu-(Complete this statement on your own)!"

Days went by, with everyday spent in meaningless chatter. Maybe they had too much time on their hands; maybe they were just too young to understand. To those teenagers, the ocean of wild delusions is beckoning to them!

And this book, is nothing but a small part of the somewhat secretive Hekiyou Academy Student Council's log book, which records their daily adventures and thrilling moments.

'''Prologues do not exist'''

Rule 1: Accept God’s existence.

Rule 2: No direct contact.

Rule 3: We are your friends' friends. This is the closest you can get to us.

Rule 4: Our "business" is our top priority.

Rule 5: The "staff" must not involve their personal opinions in any activity.

Rule 6: Disclosing information is the greatest sin one can do.

Rule 7: Remember, you are not deceiving humans, but are deceiving Gods themselves.

Rule 8: "Morals" are dispensable in any project. Everything will be done to the benefit of our "business".

Rule 9: Fundamentally, maintaining the "status quo" of the "Academy" is our core value.

Additional Rule: Pay attention to the Student Council throughout this year.

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Seitokai no Ichizon:Volume 1 Prologue

2011-05-17T11:07:47Z

HonouRyuu: Some editing here and there

Hekiyou Private Academy Student Council Minutes — Only the chosen ones may enter this paradise.

Among the Student Council Members,

One male has been elected to become vice president. And, today in the Student Council room, Sugisaki Ken shouted out his love,

"I, in this room full of beautiful girls, will create a harem!"

(However, the response was as cold as the Poles).<Edited slightly: Ryu>

And again, today in the Student Council room, the head of the Student Council, Sakurano Kurimu, cried out in her egotistical way,

"I have no interests in ordinary hu-(Complete this statement on your own)!" 

Days went by, with everyday spent in meaningless chatter. Maybe they had too much time on their hands; maybe they were just too young to understand. To those teenagers, the ocean of wild delusions is beckoning to them!

And this book, is nothing but a small part of the somewhat secretive Hekiyou Academy Student Council's log book, which records their daily adventures and thrilling moments.

'''Prologues do not exist''' <Or rather, non-existent prologue, since that would make more sense from above, "this is a small excerpt from the logs", so of course there wouldn't be any prologues or epilogues. But I'm not too sure about this, so I'll leave it as it is for now: Ryu>

Rule 1: Accept God’s existence.

Rule 2: No direct contact.

Rule 3: We are your friends' friends. This is the closest you can get to us. <Slight edits here as well: Ryu>

Rule 4: Our "business" is our top priority.

Rule 5: The "staff" must not involve their personal opinions in any activity.

Rule 6: Disclosing information is the greatest sin one can do.

Rule 7: Remember, you are not deceiving humans, but are deceiving Gods themselves. <Ok, not sure if this is phrased correctly, but the general idea is that the student council members would like to portray themselves as gods, so this is a reminder to those who would lie to the council members as an act surmounting to deceiving the gods themselves.: Ryu>

Rule 8: "Morals" are dispensable in any project. Everything will be done to the benefit of our "business".

Rule 9: Fundamentally, maintaining the "status quo" of the "Academy" is our core value.

Additional Rule: Pay attention to the Student Council throughout this year.

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