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Chapter 289 The girl, still in office, already has her heart set on something else.

After the election management committee notices were posted on the main road of the school, at the bottom of the teaching buildings, and in each classroom, discussions about the student council election increased.

When class ended, a girl in the class stood in front of Jun Matsueda's seat. Facing the stares of Tomatsu Tomoka and Mochizuki Haruka, she nervously twisted her hands hidden behind her back.

"Um, Matsueda-san, I'd like to get an election registration form."

The girls who had come to register for the student council elections looked away, and the girl breathed a sigh of relief.

Each candidate had to obtain an application form from the election committee member in their class. Jun Matsue took out a form from his drawer.

"Let me confirm first, did Honma-kun register for himself?"

“That’s right.” The girl nodded.

"So you've already looked at the election process posted by the Election Management Committee, right?" Jun Matsue handed her the form in his hand.

"The election management committee will not be held responsible if the registration fails due to procedural or time issues."

The girl's relaxed expression turned a little tense again. "I've looked into it. It requires the signatures of ten recommenders and the homeroom teacher to submit the application form."

“Yes, and campaign participants and election officials cannot sign as nominators.” Jun Matsuoka nodded and handed the girl a thin booklet.

"This is an information booklet with some materials you might need. Finally, please submit the completed application form to Hiromi Seshita in Class 2-5 before the application deadline."

"Okay, thank you!" The girl bowed to him and walked towards her seat.

As Mochizuki Haruka lay on the table, watching the girl's departing figure, she thought, "It's just a high school student council election, but they're making it sound so formal."

“In terms of process, it’s no different from a parliamentary election.” Jun Matsueda said with an air of nonchalance, though Maki Yami had told him all of this.

"I heard that the ballot counting station and ballot box we'll be using later were borrowed from the city hall. We're using the same stuff as the members of parliament," he recalled of the previous meeting.

"Why use 'I heard'?" Mochizuki Haruka looked at him. "Didn't you vote in last year's election?"

“Last year.” Jun Matsue looked at the girl who suddenly lowered her head on the other side. Not long after the election began last year, he was unemployed at home for some reason.

Tomatsu Tomoka felt guilty and didn't dare to look Matsueda Jun in the eye. She silently took out a small green box from her bag and handed it to the boy, putting on an act of willingly accepting punishment.

"This is a yokan (sweet bean jelly) sent from my grandma's house. It tastes very good. I kept some for Songzhi to try."

Once the weight in her hand was gone and the wagashi was on Matsueda Jun's table, the girl finally breathed a sigh of relief. She looked up at the other side and saw Mochizuki Haruka pouting in dissatisfaction.

This guy was definitely asking on purpose. Tomatsu Yuka smiled nonchalantly and changed the subject, "I don't really remember Honma-san. I didn't expect her to be planning to run for student council."

“There should be quite a few people who want to run for office.” Jun Matsue cut off a small piece of yokan with a plastic spoon and put it in his mouth. It had a sweet matcha flavor and looked a bit like jelly, but it tasted soft and fluffy.

"Student council work experience can be included as a plus in university application essays, and it can also serve as proof of personal ability in comprehensive selection exams." Jun Matsueda found out about these comprehensive selection exams on his computer during a recent phone call with Natsumi Imokawa. Compared to regular entrance exams, they place less emphasis on written scores and focus more on students' overall abilities, strengths, and other factors.

Jun Matsueda's first reaction to this admission method was that it sounded like it was a backdoor for students with connections.
But what does this have to do with him? Matsueda Jun took another bite of yokan. He left the scheming and intrigue to others; all he had to do was ensure that Yami-senpai could step down peacefully and face the pressure of further education with a positive attitude.

After school, in the second practice room of the Light Music Club, Natsumi Imokawa stood anxiously looking around at the door. Then she heard footsteps coming from the top of the stairs. She turned around and finally saw a figure that made her feel at ease.

"Why aren't you going in?" Jun Matsue walked up to the girl. He had just finished attending a meeting of the Election Management Committee, so he was a little late.

"I didn't see any pine branches at the entrance, so I didn't dare go in." The girl was holding a camera in her hand. "Wouldn't it be embarrassing if I went to the wrong place?"

The boy sighed, pushed open the door that read "Light Music Club Unit 2!", and said, "Come in with me."

"So, the school's promotional video for new students was filmed by Imokawa-kun?" Koyuki let go of her bass guitar and looked at the girl walking around the room with a camera in her hand.

It's break time now. Izumi Mizuki is sitting in a chair in the corner reading manga, while Sachi is observing the new members of the light music club. Because Imokawa Natsumi wants to film a video of her playing the drums, only Matsueda Jun isn't resting, and the room is filled with the sounds of percussion.

"I only filmed a portion of the footage; I mainly did the editing." The girl who picked up the camera spoke much more naturally, looking at Jun Matsueda, who had stopped moving in the lens.

"Songzhi, could you perform that scene again?"

Jun Matsue picked up a tissue to wipe his sweat, glanced at her helplessly, and then began to wave his hands rapidly again, sometimes crossing them and sometimes separating them. To please the girl, he twirled the drumsticks a few more times, making it look particularly flamboyant.

After the boy finished playing the song again, Izumi Mizuki put down her manga and walked over to Imokawa Natsumi. "Imokawa-san, you can't just focus on Matsueda-san. I hope you'll pat our band on the back a bit more."

"Ah! Um, sorry." Natsumi Imokawa turned around and apologized weakly, while Aya Miyamura chuckled in the corner.

"How's it going, Imokawa?" Jun Matsueda put down his drumsticks and took a sip of water. "Is it worth having you film it?"

"I think the band is really interesting!" the girl nodded excitedly. "I'll probably come here often in the future, and I hope I won't bother everyone."

“We don’t have much time to get together,” Miyamura Aya shook her head. “We don’t need to come very often.”

Natsumi Imokawa glanced at the boy who was gulping down water. He was only wearing a short-sleeved shirt during practice, and his forearms, which he was frequently using to exert force, had particularly defined muscle lines. The girl blinked.

Since everyone has less time to practice together, wouldn't she be able to focus on photographing pine branches?
Jun Matsue, putting down his water bottle, interrupted the girl's reverie, "Speaking of which, I think I've found a suitable place to practice on the weekend."

"Where? Where?" The girls gathered around the drum set, and just as Jun Matsueda was about to speak, there was a knock on the door.

Aya Miyamura ran to open the door, and Maki Yamami walked into the room. "It's nice to see you again!"

The senior student seemed more lively than usual. She glanced at the boy sitting behind the drum set, smiled, and waved to the girls.

"This is my home studio; everyone is welcome to come and practice!"

(End of this chapter)