"Senpaku, I am Sakamoto. What brings you here?"

This is an excellent opportunity to put it under my control.

"Oh? That's ambitious!"

Nagumo laughed.

“Very good, I appreciate ambitious people. I approve your application in principle.”

He abruptly changed the subject, holding up one finger and proposing an extremely demanding condition:

"However, according to the student council's rules—or rather, my rules—new members need to have a one-week 'interview period' before joining. And this week's interviewer happens to be me."

He leaned forward, his gaze fixed on Sakamoto, as if in defiance:

"During this week-long interview period, you will need to follow my instructions and arrangements completely. No instructions may be given incorrectly. This is the only way to test your obedience and ability. How about it?"

This was a condition that Nangumo casually mentioned, but since he was the vice president, it wasn't a problem.

Isn't this condition excessive enough?

It's practically an unequal contract of servitude.

If he truly came here to resolve trouble, he would certainly not be able to accept such constraints.

This exaggerated provocation can be used to force him to back down.

Or... keep him occupied for a week.

Make him unable to do anything.

Nagumo is essentially a fun-loving person; he enjoys this process of control and testing.

He had almost foreseen that Sakamoto would frown and refuse.

however--

The next instant, Nan Yun felt a blur before his eyes.

Sakamoto's figure moved like a ghost, at a speed too fast for the naked eye to follow.

It silently "appeared" in front of his desk.

Then,

Sakamoto made a move that caused Nagumo's pupils to shrink sharply—

He gracefully bent his right knee, placing it on the ground.

My left palm rested steadily on the smooth floor.

Leaning slightly forward with head down,

He appeared to be an absolutely loyal servant.

"As you command."

"Vice President Nan Yun, what brings you here?"

Nan Yunya was a little confused.

He actually accepted it.

Can you accept these conditions without batting an eye?

What is this guy...?

The huge surprise was followed by an even stronger interest.

Since Sakamoto accepted the challenge,

Then don't blame me for ordering you around "at will".

"very good!"

Suppressing the shock in his heart, Nan Yun forced a smile back onto his face.

He glanced around the somewhat cluttered student council room and pointed casually.

"So, the first test of the interview: clean this student council room inside and out until it's spotless. Now, let's begin."

He wanted to see just how "capable" this legendary Sakamoto really was.

Cleaning such a large room isn't something you can accomplish just by showing off.

Moreover, judging from Sakamoto's elegant appearance,

He doesn't seem like the type of person who would do this kind of cleaning.

Upon hearing this, Sakamoto immediately stood up and began to act.

however,

What happened next,

This completely overturned Nagumo's understanding of "cleaning".

This is not labor at all.

Rather, it was a highly entertaining art performance that blended efficiency and aesthetics.

Sakamoto's figure moved through the room like the wind.

The rags, brooms, and mops seemed to come alive in his hands.

He would sometimes dodge tables and chairs with ballet-like spins, brushing past window frames;

Sometimes she bends over with the flexibility of a gymnast, precisely cleaning the dust from the corners;

It even uses the slight rebound force of the chair back to lift itself into the air.

Using the tip of the broom held upside down, brush over every crevice of the ceiling light tubes with millimeter-level precision.

The falling dust seemed to be controlled by some kind of energy field.

They are gathered into a ball and then precisely placed into the trash can.

Even the large solid wood desk in front of Nagumo was quickly wiped by Sakamoto with a velvet cloth using a unique technique.

The desktop quickly became so shiny it could reflect a mirror, and even clearly show Nagumo's face.

The entire process was smooth, silent, and highly efficient.

Less than ten minutes.

Sakamoto's figure quietly stopped, and he stood slightly bowed in front of Nagumo's table.

The entire student council room has been completely renovated.

Every inch of the place was spotless, and the air was filled with a faint, fresh scent of cleaning agents.

It's even more amazing than the results after professional cleaning and maintenance.

A steaming cup of black tea had appeared in front of Nan Yun, seemingly out of nowhere.

The aroma of tea wafts through the air, and the temperature is just right.

Sakamoto bowed slightly:

"Vice President Nan Yun, cleaning is complete. Please inspect."

Nan Yunya looked at the gleaming tabletop in front of her, then at the cup of red tea that was presented, and finally her gaze fell on the composed Sakamoto.

The smile on his face was somewhat stiff.

First Year Midterm Exam: Chapter 066: Student Council Secretary Sakamoto

Midterm exams are fast approaching, and all first-grade classes are immersed in exam preparation.

However, the "past exam questions" that Nagumo Masaru spread under the guise of Sakamoto's name...

However, it did not cause a stir in the first grade as expected.

It didn't even create enough chaos.

Needless to say, Class A already possessed the qualities and discipline to stand out from the crowd.

And there's the Sakamoto lighthouse.

It is the embodiment of the rules itself, and does not need any external "shortcuts".

Long Yuanxiang from Class B, with his calm analysis...

The truth of their framing had already been seen through, and the exam paper was temporarily sealed.

Instead, focus on more effective internal improvements.

Ryuji Kanzaki from Class C was equally cautious.

With the intervention of Masayoshi Hashimoto,

That exam paper was seen more as a mystery that needed to be investigated than as a reliable shortcut.

Even Class D, which was in the most difficult situation, ultimately chose to refuse this "handout" thanks to Horikita Suzune's insistence.

Although the reason was more out of humiliation at being "gifted" by Sakamoto than out of fully seeing through the conspiracy,

But in terms of results,

This exam paper failed to become the lifeline they had hoped for.

Nan Yunya's scheming

With each first-year student making different choices and showing caution,

It all fell through quietly.

He underestimated the impact of Sakamoto's very existence.

They also underestimated the judgment that these new students could develop under the rules.

At this moment, Nagumo was unaware of this.

He is in an unprecedented and extremely awkward situation.

all of these,

It all stemmed from his "impromptu" suggestion yesterday afternoon.

The "one-week interview period" was designed to make things difficult for or restrain Sakamoto.

He never expected that Sakamoto would do it in a way that was beyond his imagination.

They fulfilled their promise of "complete obedience" perfectly.

This morning,

Nagumo walked down from the dormitory building as usual.

Ready to start a new day.

However, just as they stepped out the door,

His steps suddenly stopped.

Sakamoto stood there like a statue in front of his dormitory building, his posture upright.

The morning light gilded him with a golden edge, giving him a somewhat sacred feel.

He held a silver tray elegantly in both hands, on which was laid out a dazzling array of breakfast items:

Perfectly toasted bread, an appealing fried egg and bacon, and slices of fresh fruit.

There was also a cup of milk steaming hot.

Upon seeing Nagumo appear, Sakamoto immediately stepped forward.

The right knee bends gracefully, touching the ground with one knee.

He gently lifted the tray and placed it in front of Nagumo.

His posture was humble, yet his movements were fluid and graceful.

Like a medieval court butler who served breakfast to the monarch.

Nagumo was stunned on the spot.

My brain went blank for a few seconds.