I, the mastermind behind the scenes at Soubu High, refuse to be caught in a bloodbath.

Hiratsuka Shizuka blushed and threw a punch at Himekoji, but the result was the same as before. Himekoji caught her fist steadily and deliberately shook it from side to side, saying, "So sweet! It's really too sweet! Hiratsuka Shizuka-sensei, if you want to practice your punches, I'll accompany you, but let's go to the Service Club first."

Why did you add "Go to hell!" after the "Memory Erasure Fist"? Does that mean you actually wanted to kill me and silence me so you wouldn't even need to erase my memories?! Still, it's too sweet.

"Hmph!" She pulled her hand back, loosened her fist, and swung it a few times by her side, turning her head away and muttering, "How can this brat be so strong..."

"On another note, what are your future career aspirations?"

"That goal cannot be called a career, so I have no career aspirations."

Himekoji casually put her hands behind her back as she spoke.

Chapter 010 Unexpectedly, [Hachiman Hikigaya] spoke first.

Walking through the campus courtyard under the setting sun, everything seemed so beautiful. The cherry blossoms had not yet fallen, and the evening breeze made black hair sway, a breathtaking sight. However, at this moment, a scooter suddenly darted out from a corner, belching black exhaust fumes as it zigzagged into the flower bed. Its wide maid skirt was fluttering wildly, looking somewhat bizarre.

"Um...motorcycles aren't allowed on campus, right?"

Himekoji probably knows who the person on the motorcycle is—the maid from the GJ department head's house—but she's unsure whether it's the maid or the maid's mother... Himekoji has feelings for her mother.

“Even if you were the student council president, managing something like this would be a real hassle, right? There could be danger if you’re not careful. Even if a maid from a wealthy family bumps into someone, she should be able to handle it. So it’s best to leave it to security,” Hiratsuka Shizuka tugged at Himekoji, who was still in a daze, and pointed to the special building, saying, “It’s right in front of us, let’s go.”

"So, teacher, you want to see a rational clash between normal and abnormal people?"

"Actually, by my standards, you're not quite normal either, but your abnormality is floating above the baseline of normality, while those two guys in the Service Club are floating downwards, with Hachiman Hikigaya almost sinking to the bottom."

"Teacher, should your standard for a normal person be renamed the standard for an ordinary person, or the standard for a mediocre person?"

"Stop nagging! You're not allowed to correct what teachers say. Who's the teacher here, you or me?"

Without a word, Hiratsuka Shizuka dragged Himekoji, who was still trying to ramble on, into the special building.

On the sixth floor of the special building, in the innermost classroom, just as Himekoji was about to knock, Hiratsuka Shizuka yanked the door open, hands on her hips with a smug look on her face, and said, "Ha, Hachiman, let me introduce you—"

“No need to trouble you, teacher,” Himekoji stepped out from behind her and gestured diagonally with her index and middle fingers together towards Hachiman, saying, “I am…”

"Himekoji Haruto, I know you."

Sitting on a chair about three meters away from the snow, a medium-sized boy with a dejected look said, "Hey, you're a boy, yet you have a cowlick! Are you serious?"

"If you know, it's best to say it after others have finished introducing themselves."

Himekoji, who had been thoroughly annoyed by Hikigaya, glanced sideways at him.

"And Ms. Hiratsuka Shizuka, please knock before you come in."

Yukinoshita, sitting almost by the window, said with dissatisfaction.

"Sorry, sorry," Hiratsuka Shizuka waved her hand dismissively, letting Himekoji go inside. She then walked over to Hachiman and patted him on the shoulder, saying, "I know you must have a lot of questions right now, like why the student council president is here... But actually, ah, yes, it's pretty much the worst-case scenario you can imagine. Student council president Himekoji Haruto is also a member of the Service Club. But don't worry, I won't let you make any bets, because that guy..."

"It's not distorted."

Hikigaya murmured softly.

"Well, more or less!" Hiratsuka Shizuka squinted, patted his shoulder a few times, and turned around to say, "So that's it. I'm leaving. Himekoji, is it alright to hand over your work to that first-year student?"

"Ah, she's such a capable girl." Seeing Hiratsuka Shizuka turn to leave, Himekoji called her back. She turned back and asked, "Is there anything else?"

"Ms. Hiratsuka, please give me your phone number and email address."

Upon hearing this, Himeko noticed a moment of stunned silence on both Hachiman and Yukinoshita's faces. Hiratsuka Shizuka herself, however, seemed quite indifferent. She took out her phone, shook it, and said, "Infrared?"

"Okay."

Himekoji agreed calmly, but just as they were about to exchange phone numbers and email addresses, Hiratsuka Shizuka frowned and asked, "By the way, why do you suddenly want this?"

"It's really strange that you, as a member, don't know the advisor's contact information. Besides, I'm also the student council president. Knowing the teachers' contact information is basic, especially for a teacher like you who cares about students' physical and mental development."

"That's true."

Hiratsuka Shizuka stopped suspecting anything and exchanged phone numbers and email addresses with Himekoji. Just before, when Hiratsuka Shizuka promised to give him this information, Hachiman had been tempted to secretly take out his phone and type in the information, but in the end, Hiratsuka Shizuka used infrared, so his little scheme didn't work.

So Hiratsuka Shizuka left, and Himekoji pulled up a chair and sat down against the wall. He leaned against the wall and looked at Hikigaya and Yukinoshita, who were sitting upright. The two of them were also glancing at him out of the corner of their eyes.

"Don't mind me, keep up your conversation, I'm really looking forward to it."

Himekoji, with his legs crossed and arms folded over his chest, wore an expression of anticipation. He remembered how incredibly interesting Hikigaya and Yukinoshita's exchange here was, but his words had the opposite effect, and the two who had originally intended to continue their conversation turned their attention to him.

"Um, let me ask you this first, were you also dragged here by that woman, Hiratsuka Shizuka?"

Hachiman's gaze wandered, and he scratched his head as he spoke, appearing extremely insecure.

"Of course not. I joined this club, or rather, this department, with a specific purpose."

Himeko deliberately glanced at Yukinoshita, took a deep breath, and put on a stern face. Hachiman also glanced at Yukinoshita, thinking to himself: So this is the target after all? The recent rumors seem to have some truth to them. He dumped the beautiful third-year upperclassman Touma Kazusa and is now dating his former upperclassman Kasumigaoka Utaha, ugh! Even if this guy is scum, he's the kind of scum who stands at the very top of the school pyramid!

"Although I can guess you're thinking something rude, I'm sorry, but about that woman sitting by the window over there—"

Himekoji nodded his chin, gesturing towards Yukinoshita.

"My name is Yukino Yukinoshita. I hope that if you're in the same class as me, you'll at least remember my name."

She retorted defiantly, closed the book, and casually smoothed her hair, striking a haughty pose.

Just then, there was a knock on the department door, and a light pink figure swayed on the frosted glass. Yukinoshita responded, "Please come in."

"Whoosh—" The girl who was destined to belong to the Service Club walked in. Her permed and dyed hair did not meet the requirements of the school rules at all, but the school rules on hair restrictions had been negligible for a long time.

Chapter 011 And so, [Himekoji Haruto] put on the airs of a student council president.

Yui Yuigahama kept looking around, seemingly too nervous to notice Himekoji who was leaning against the wall. She simply pressed a hand lightly against her chest and whispered, "Um, I... I was introduced by Hiratsuka-sensei..."

"Yui Yuigahama, Class 2-F, I have to remind you that your attire does not comply with school regulations. So, what is your choice: button up immediately, or leave it unbuttoned for now but write a 3,000-word self-criticism tonight and apologize at the student assembly next Monday?"

Himekoji, who had been waiting with her eyes closed, said loudly.

"Hey! Why is the student council president here?!" She suddenly pointed at Himekoji in surprise, then saw Hachiman, and then pointed at her again, shouting, "Aaaaaah! Why is the student council president here too?!"

"Yuigahama-san from Class F, although I've never liked agreeing with that guy leaning against the wall over there..."

"I also have a name. My name is Himekoji Haruto. I hope that if you are in the same class as me, you can at least remember my name."

"How rude of you to deliberately interrupt a lady's speech, and to refute me with your own words."

"Sorry, I can't see where the lady is. You are far from the lady in my mind." Himeko stood up, took out her notebook and walked towards Yuihama, who was about to run away, and said, "Well then, before I write your violation down in my notebook, you have five seconds to quickly pack your school uniform."

"Uh, ah...yes!"

She was stunned for a second or two, seemingly not expecting Ji Xiaolu to be so forceful with her. Normally, boys her age would greet her with a smile, but Ji Xiaolu was an exception, because he rarely showed interest in girls younger than him.

Turning around to face Yukinoshita and fastening her buttons, Yui Yuigahama finally breathed a sigh of relief and turned around. Himeko noticed that Hikigaya's lips were twitching as he looked at her, as if she were some kind of ferocious wild beast.

"It's a pity I didn't get to see the scene I wanted to see. Well then, I'll take my leave."

Not wanting to say goodbye, Himekoji got up, put down her chair, and left. Hachiman seemed to want to follow him, but when Himekoji glanced at him, he obediently sat down again.

However, after Himekoji left, Hachiman stayed for less than five minutes before Yukinoshita shooed him out with a chin tap. He was also unceremoniously asked to buy drinks and run errands. Frustrated, Hachiman opened the door and walked out, but froze as soon as he closed the door and was about to move forward.

"Why..." Hachiman lowered his head immediately after asking half the question, pretending that he had never said it before, and tried to walk around Himekoji. Himekoji continued to walk with him, and the atmosphere was extremely tense. Himekoji noticed that Hachiman was nervously looking to the side, and his hair near his ear was soaked with sweat. Himekoji found it funny. Hachiman finally spoke when they were almost on the third floor.

"Hey...you, your hair is—?"

"It was inherited from my crybaby mother, but unfortunately, I didn't inherit that special eye color."

He thought of Hasegawa Kodaka and his sister Hasegawa Kobato. It was a pity that he didn't have a sister. He did have a cousin, but she was studying in Vienna and he rarely saw her. She looked completely European (because her parents were both European!), unlike him, who was a half-baked person who only inherited pure white hair but lost his amber eyes.

"Speaking of which, Hikigaya-kun, I have something I'd like to ask you for a favor."

Although I know he'll definitely refuse, I'll ask anyway.

"Forget it, even if you asked, I definitely couldn't do it. The student council president is busy with important matters concerning the school every day. How could I, a mere mortal, interfere?"

Unsurprisingly, Hachiman immediately lowered his head and glanced sideways at himself, refusing the offer. He was probably still thinking to himself whether I was trying to scheme against him and embarrass him.

"Come and be an executive member of the student council. I'm planning to entrust this matter to you."

Upon reaching the second floor, Himekoji still offered her suggestions.

"I can't do it, I'm sorry."

Hachiman went ahead of him, practically running downstairs.

"Ducks, ducks, what an odd fellow they are."

On the stairs, Himekoji, with her hands in her pockets, watched Hikigaya's fleeing figure and chuckled to herself.

"The student council president is really strict."

Inside the clubroom, Yuihama was fiddling with her fingers, clearly bothered by the fact that she had just been caught in the act of being improperly dressed.

"That guy is a nuisance. Although he is efficient in handling things, he has a bad reputation among students. You know what happened recently, right?"

"Oh, it's been all over the school, but is it true?"

There's a Chinese saying, "No wind, no waves." Although it's hard to be sure of the truth of the matter, there must be something hidden behind it.

Yukinoshita gently pinched her chin, mimicking Conan Edogawa. Seeing this, Yuihama laughed happily, which surprised Yukinoshita. She turned to her and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

"Wow~, I didn't know Yukinoshita-san had this side to her."

"Don't talk nonsense, you idiot!"

Beneath the snow, the skin was slightly reddish.

After leaving the special building, Himeko ignored Hikigaya, who was lingering in front of the vending machine and not going upstairs. He headed straight for the main teaching building. Even if Kiku could finish those tasks, it would be best to take a look. Just then, Hayama Hayato, Miura Yumiko, Tobe Sho, and others came out of the main teaching building. Hayama, who was already familiar with him, greeted them from afar: "President, you've worked hard!"

"You've had a tough time too."

Himeko waved with a smile, but all of this, which was so close at hand, seemed so far away to Hachiman.

However, he had just had the opportunity to join the student council, but he was the one who turned it down. Thinking of this, Hachiman leaned against the vending machine, drinking coffee and looking at the sunset on the horizon with a self-deprecating smile.

On the fourth floor of the main teaching building, in the opposite direction of the student council room, melodious piano music was coming from the music classroom. Himekoji had an idea and turned towards the music classroom. There was only one piano in the two music classrooms, and it was obvious that Kazusa was playing it.

Chapter 012 Once again, [Touma Kazusa] accepted the invitation.

(The main character's name has been changed to: Himekoji Haruto)

The door was unusually unlocked, as if someone had just left. The girl with her eyes closed, pouring her emotions onto the piano keys in the evening breeze, was Himekoji's childhood friend. For a long time after Yoko and Kazusa's father divorced, Kazusa lived in her house. Although Yoko and her crybaby mother were mortal enemies, they were of one mind when it came to their children. Therefore, among all the children her age had known Himekoji the most, Kazusa was the one who knew Himekoji best.

He didn't say anything, but walked in quietly, neither too far from her nor too close, and he didn't interrupt her practice by closing the door. In fact, he practiced this for a period of time every day after returning home.

"Boom-"