Another string reel from Bandoli

The incoherent, barely articulate little white-haired boy, only to explode into a rage when asked who had done it, frantically disavowing responsibility and blaming another weirdo with blond hair dyed black. Having survived his all-out outburst in a desperate struggle, I could only take 10% of the blame.

This is a kind of blame-shifting speech that I don't understand what they are saying.

After careful investigation, the incident was finally classified as an underground gas leak and explosion.

The little white-haired junior high school student, Kurata Mashiro, was finally released safely.

The previous chairman also stepped down due to mismanagement.

And she came on stage early.

New student union, new ideas, new rules.

The perfect ladies' academy created by her was born.

The meeting decided to ban the use of mobile phones on campus and review the application methods for on-campus and off-campus activities, which was approved by all directors at the student meeting.

Even off-campus activities will require permission from the Board of Trustees and the Student Union.

The traditional concept of Yuezhisen is what the new chairman of Yueyi Ilingyi, who is a simple and classical person, always pays close attention to.

As a student who once studied abroad, I was admitted to the Ministry of Education.

Abide by strict school rules and spend every day seriously.

We must place the spirit and pride of Tsuki no Mori in our daily efforts.

It is so unfortunate that school rules have become so weak these days.

Then all of this needs to be handled properly.

Anything that does not conform to the model principles will be prohibited and rejected.

Cell phones are prohibited on campus

Students working part-time is prohibited

Band activities are prohibited

Video games are prohibited

Comic creation is prohibited

Food and play collection is prohibited

Shine on the stage, no

Detective activities are prohibited

Agent training is prohibited

Rooftop roasted sweet potatoes are prohibited

Illegal modification of bicycles on the road is prohibited

I want to be a light novel writer, forbidden

The development of dangerous and suspicious explosives is prohibited

Acting like a circus performer to make people laugh is prohibited.

Wearing a stuffed bear costume to school is prohibited.

Randomly jumping from a high building to cause riots is prohibited

Detonating croquettes rain from the sky and flooding schools, prohibiting

It is prohibited to build foam walls and recite Shakespeare's quotes on campus.

Competitive card playing is not prohibited, but only elegant combinations within the specified categories are permitted. Strictly adhere to the pre-constructed decklists.

It is strictly forbidden to use any despicable or unkind decks whose sole purpose is to make the opponent unhappy.

……

After actively communicating with many students' parents.

They all felt that such strict rules...

It’s really great!

Students should act like students. The children of wealthy families who enter aristocratic colleges must be able to become perfect ladies under such conditions.

——Since then, the students of Tsuki no Mori have entered hell.

"Gui'an"

"Gui'an"

"Gui'an"

The chairman greeted her like a clone, and she looked at "Nagasaki Suyo" and "Futaba Tsukushi" with a calm and polite manner.

He nodded in satisfaction.

Sometimes the chairman has thought about it too.

There is often a tendency to rebel when rules that are too closely related to one's personal life are changed without one's knowledge.

Did I take too radical a step at the beginning?

The same was true for Tsuki no Mori in its first year.

There are always some ignorant students who don't want to follow the rules.

But people will adapt, and everyone's troubles will gradually disappear.

Moreover, this is all necessary to retrieve the spirit of Moon Forest.

And they all finally gave in and obeyed.

In the courtyard, she walked to the counter at the fountain, which was one of the insect research rooms exhibiting butterfly specimens.

The butterfly specimen lies quietly in the glass box, like an exquisite oil painting, and the patterns on its wings are clearly visible, like a work of art.

The students nearby were sweating profusely at the arrival of the chairman, fearing that their activities would be banned again if they were not careful.

The chairman glanced at her.

She nodded slightly, in a way that made it impossible to tell what her attitude was.

Left the scene.

Butterfly, it would be nice if it could be frozen in the eternity of that moment.

……

The frenzied noise swept through every corner of the huge underground chamber!

Nagasaki Suyo entered the chaotic underground prison cell in the Moon Forest through the blue wooden door pushed open by a plastic dummy.

The first thing that caught my eye was the band area closest to the cell door.

Several rebellious girl bands from Yuezhisen who had not been tortured but just did not want to play traditional instruments and wanted to play rock instruments began to vent their natures that had been suppressed for many years here.

But the noise of their instruments came to an abrupt end at the clearly demarcated area.

As if being controlled by something.

The metal texture clearly looked like an underground cage created by someone for some purpose.

The walls were covered with graffiti by the female students of Tsuki no Mori using cans and spray paint, with various colorful paintings and vulgar remarks.

From time to time, girls from the Moon Forest, pretending to be bikers, would ride skateboards and bicycles and practice their stunts by spinning around in the roadblocks they had created.

It's like the street scene in America.

The lazy atmosphere was filled with comics stacked against the walls, and large bags of potato chips were scattered all over the floor. From time to time, girls, who had no sense of ladylike demeanor, would sit back and read comics while holding them in their mouths.

Passing plastic dummies used brooms and funnels to clean up the debris that had gone bad over time.

The staggering ladies of Tsuki no Mori were just sitting on the ground, which softened as soon as they fell, with blushing faces as they shared all kinds of thin books, otome books, and gay comics that were not recognized by the outside world.

And from time to time he would burst into shameless laughter.

Sweet potatoes were thrown into the fire of fallen leaves, emitting a tempting aroma. The marshmallows on the rack sizzled.

Surrounding the fire, a group of rebellious people fanned themselves with straw fans and had a barbecue party in the mysterious underground prison area with excellent air conditioning and ventilation.

The area on the far left was occupied by violent students who had completely fallen into delinquency and were playing arcade games.

They were not short of money, so they bought parts by reading the instructions, and brought them to the school in batches, where they set up their own underground arcade without any guidance.

There are also people playing various handheld games here that cannot be played in front of anyone because of the strict family rules and the even stricter school rules.

Some students even started practicing Bushido by wielding wooden swords and fighting against the plastic dummies that served as their coaches.

He chopped people down as if to vent some emotion, accompanied by tongue-rolling sounds like "Ah-lo!"

Behaviors that are ordered to be controlled and cannot be carried out on the ground are vented here.

What is inevitable is the tense and exciting card game.

No longer having any orthodox card effects, no longer thinking about considering their opponents, the girls of the Moon Forest have hideous faces but reveal healthy smiles.

Lian Yuezhisen's ancestral name "Gui'an" has also turned into a catchphrase in this underground prison cell: "Kou Nong! Ye Lu Si Ku!"

Then we went to the rough homemade stage next to it.

The senior students in the drama department, whose performances are strictly controlled, are performing an original play.

As the drama club leader, holding high his prop claws, uttered the passionate final line, "Let the Moon Forest burn—" the students in the audience erupted in astonishing cheers and applause.

“Ohhhhh!!!!!!”

"yeah!!!!!"

"The student council president position rotates, and this year it's my turn!!!"

Some students even couldn't help themselves and shot their toy guns into the air.

I wanted to rush to the ground and counterattack the council right then and there.

The scene was so chaotic that it looked like a lawless place at the end of the century.

This chaotic scene made obedient students like Nagasaki Suyo sweat a little.

In particular, many of them are young ladies who I used to know well.

For example, that Suzuki classmate.

She's currently using a dozen plastic dummies as sparring partners, having them shoot BB guns at her and catch bullets with their bare hands.

Her parents strictly forbade her to do such a dangerous thing

——What to do if the gunman is injured.

This is the inner circle of the students of Moon Forest, and it is Azkaban passed down from generation to generation because they could not stand the strict school rules of Moon Forest.

To be honest, she was also confused when she first heard about the existence of this place.

This was the place that was accidentally discovered by the senior students ten years ago while they were playing a treasure hunt game in the school cosplaying Hogwarts.

There were technological creations that looked like they came from the future, and more than a dozen unactivated plastic dummy nannies who obeyed their commands.

Originally, it was only spread among a few of them because of their graduation.

But with the new chairman taking office.

The number of suppressed students has exploded significantly.

This secret spread quite widely.

After scanning their biological information, these plastic dummies can disguise themselves as them and deceive the student union and the chairman.

They have never been harmed in more than ten years, so they have naturally become accustomed to their existence.

Sometimes the number of people would increase inexplicably, which made them quite confused.

But neither space nor plastic dummies.

What is even more magical here is the Holy Lord.

Carefully avoid classmates and seniors who are lying on the roadside foaming at the mouth after eating too many popping candies.

The three of them moved towards the inside.

They arrived at the door of an iron gate that looked like a prison.