The social phobia substitute will not dream of the band girl

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"Aside from the sports meet, one of the two biggest events at Shengxiang Middle School in the second half of each year... and that's what we're going to discuss today, the annual school festival... Our [Shengxiang Festival] is here again!"

"Yeah~!"

"Wuhu~!"

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Following the teacher's announcement, most of the students in the audience cheered. Those who had attended junior high school and those who had participated in previous Seijo Festivals broke out in cheers. They didn't mourn the end of the sports meet for a moment. Less than two months later, the next major event was the school festival, an essential part of Eastern school life.

But there was one person in the audience who couldn't fit in with the atmosphere at all, and he was our protagonist, the former temporary president, Maheishin Asuka, who had just finished dealing with some things and finally went home to rest with his girlfriends for two days before returning to school.

Asking why I don't fit in...

Because even if he lived two lifetimes, he never participated in a school festival (far sight)

Needless to say, in his past life, no one understood it better than you and I. In this life, kindergarten didn't have these kinds of large-scale activities, and he didn't even start elementary school, instead following his parents around the world. In junior high, he contracted a strange illness and basically didn't go to school except for exams. So, even though he's seen many works, he doesn't feel any realism.

This excitement and joy not only spread among every student in 1-A, but also affected the graduating senior class and the student council.

"Ahhh, so busy... I want funding for this and that, but I can't even figure out what I really need, and I still write ridiculous requests like 'approximately this much?'"

"Hmm~ Anyway, this is a bit... Although I understand everyone's excited, there are so many people who want to take advantage of this situation or make a big move. It's a bit of a headache--"

"Yuuka, Noah... stop complaining. Now just do your best to filter out the legitimate applications and reject the rest!"

"Yes! ...But——"

"If they have any objections, please let them speak to this man. Right now, we need to race against time to collect and organize as many applications as possible, and then proceed with the next steps."

Inside the student council, Hayase Yuuka and Namishio Noa sat at the main table, flanking Tsuki Rinne, holding the crucial position of assistant. Everyone inside and outside the student council was clearly bustling with activity, yet also incredibly excited. Some even smiled as they worked on documents, making one wonder if Rinne had secretly added something to the mix.

Hirayuko, who had been directly called out, also stood up from Karin's lap. To be honest, he wasn't really needed here anymore, but a mascot should do what a mascot should do, like—

"...What, thinking about me?"

"...If you are not interested, please leave."

"You're just throwing it away after use? Liyin, you're so heartless... wuwuwu~"

"..."

Looking at the man in front of her who was not helping at all and was just concentrating on making people laugh, Diao Yue Liyin became angry!

"The school festival is a lot of work, but it doesn't seem to affect you much... After all, is this thing really that fun? It can make you work overtime with a smile, but I feel like these things are just the same old things that you have to watch over and over again every year..."

"Several times? Is there any school that holds a school festival several times a year!?"

Unlike Ichinose Asuna's surprised expression, Kadodashi Karin was the quickest of the four girlfriends to guess what he was talking about. However, her personality wouldn't allow her to speak before Hirako, so in the end, it was the outspoken Miganelu who took the blame.

"TV, movies, novels, comics, and animation... it's all the same old stuff, nothing new, so why are people so excited? I think it's about as fun as something like Halloween."

"What are you saying, Hirashin...have you never participated in a school festival?"

"What else?...Why else would I be waiting here doing nothing?"

It is a lesson that everyone should learn not to interfere in areas that they are not familiar with. A leader who has a clear understanding of his own abilities will never interfere in areas that he does not understand at all, and a more cautious leader will not act without knowing much even if he has some understanding.

"..."

Diao Yue Lin, who was a little angry just now and thought that Ping Xin was playing badly to give her victory, couldn't help but feel pity after hearing these words. What kind of life has this man lived so far?

Even during her Victorian era, the stern and staid elders of her clan would have approved of her participation in school activities, but he seemed to have had no experience at all. Tiao Yue Liyin also discovered that apart from some hearsay, she seemed to know nothing about the man before her.

"Okay...it's decided then--!"

The sudden words made everyone in the student council room look at Asuna.

"Our band... CC (Cleaning & Clearing) is going to take this opportunity to put on a BIG, BIG show and let all our troubles go!"

"...turn down!"

Chapter 46: Voting for the School Festival

Although she rejected Ichinose Asuna's impulsive request on the spot, Chozuki Rion still gave Hirashin's girlfriend band CC (Cleaning & Clearing) an application form to fill out. As for the performance time and venue, it would be determined based on the statistical results after the application deadline.

In order to let Hiranobu experience the charm of the campus festival and be happy, Asuna actually brought out the band that had been forgotten for who knows how long. You know, when she was at home, musical instruments were mostly just props for her occasional entertainment or as an excuse to flirt with Hiranobu. But for the upcoming performance, she had to practice hard this time when she returned.

After lunch break, Ping Xin returned to the classroom and could still feel the ubiquitous and restless atmosphere, but he had already become an "adult" so he was not affected. The usual voting activity soon began in the 1-A classroom.

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At the podium, the teacher was speaking, "Does anyone have any ideas about our class activities this year?"

"Me, me, me! I want to act in a play." A girl with a nice figure, who likes to dress up and now seems to be a bit romantic said... Isn't this what is generally considered a hot girl!?

Thinking back to the people around him... He painted the nail polish on their hands and feet himself, and he also contributed to their outfits and accessories.

Could it be that the person in question is actually me?!

"I think the coffee shop is pretty good too," said a quiet, bespectacled woman. Heishin had a strong impression of her; he'd often seen her at Yuze Coffee and even at the less popular coffee shop she'd visited with Yamada Ryo. She seemed to be a serious coffee lover.

"Since it's a cafe, why not turn it into a maid cafe?" suggested a boy who had a hairy body and looked a little funny, but was very active and was nicknamed "Monkey".

The essential element is that almost every time someone suggests something like a maid cafe, the activities are always about plays and haunted houses, which are honestly boring and repetitive. Some people, too, are simply preoccupied with their own desires and interests, completely overwhelmed by the festival, and many conflicts arise in this atmosphere.

"Wait, boy! That shy expression, isn't your purpose too obvious!?"

"That's right!... If you're going to do it, why not the Butler Cafe? I want to be served by a handsome guy too!"

"Um, um, everyone..."

The girl who had suggested the coffee shop earlier wanted to say something, but she didn't usually speak up, and today she hadn't changed, still speaking in a quiet voice. How could she possibly get any attention? So, just as Heishin had imagined, the group started bickering with each other. Usually, at this point, the teacher or the head of the "live-action group" would intervene to prevent the situation from escalating.

"Okay, everyone, please be quiet for a moment... I understand everyone is excited about participating in the Shengxiang Festival for the first time, but please don't let this ruin the relationships we've worked so hard to build."

"Yeah, just like Mr. Xiaoshan said, we all need to unite. Since everyone has something they want to do, let's discuss it and then vote on it."

"Since Mr. Koyama and Mr. Hayama have said so..."

"Then vote."

Haha, so in the end these guys are just so "boring", and they didn't even do anything that was beyond Ping Xin's expectations. Instead of participating in such boring things, it would be better to accompany your girlfriend during the school festival. According to the old routine, this is one of the best times to increase favorability.

"...Hira Nobu?" Kakutate Hana Rin was a little surprised when her hand was grabbed unexpectedly, but she immediately shook it back with a smile. This smile made Hira Nobu feel a sincere emotion that was completely different from the "fake" emotion before. Only this way could satisfy him in this boring time.

"Wait, Master and Karin...you're doing this without me?" Murokasa Akane, who seemed to have gotten the seat in front of Hirashin through some conversation, also turned around. As expected, she didn't stop him at all, but instead had an expression of "let me get involved too". She was completely excited, wasn't she?

Ping Xin gradually became cheerful and started playing a game of Push Hands, grabbing one in each hand. However, it wasn't so much a game of strength as a game of getting the other person to "push" him in. He was having a blast. This game generally has a formal name, which is...

flirt.

Just as they were getting into the groove and their bodies were about to touch each other, the disagreement in the classroom reached a critical point.

"Wait, isn't this the same thing? Then what about the voting results?"

"So you want to re-submit?"

"Oh, what a hassle~"

"You guys also want to see girls in maid outfits, right? If that's the case, why don't we..."

"Boys, what are you discussing?"

"Who knows, it's probably something astringent again, disgusting~"

The mood in the classroom today was completely different from usual. While the special ripple power gave him the ability to perceive emotions, it also conveyed negative emotions such as arguments, annoyance, anger, and disgust to him. Now, these things, even more obscene than frog piss, penetrated his head through every pore, tainting his emotions.

How could Ping Xin ignore this?

"...a bunch of unknown guys."

"Wait...you're being too extreme..."

When the girl with sharp ears turned around and found that it was Ping Xin who was speaking, she turned her head back even faster. The noisy sounds starting from Ping Xin's side also slowly stopped. In the end, the whole class was silent. Only the new teacher on the stage, who didn't know how to handle the situation, looked at him with some gratitude.

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There was utter silence, and even breathing loudly in such a space seemed a mistake. This was the Easterners' favorite way to "read the atmosphere," a trait Ping Xin often exploited but never quite relished. So no one tried to stop him, and no one complained. They simply watched, witnessing Ping Xin slowly rise from his seat and walk step by step toward the podium.

Step by step, step by step——

The tall boys also pulled back their long legs that were lying in the aisle and would not dare to block the way even if they had to lift up the table. The girls who liked dressing up also pushed the makeup boxes on the corner of the table inwards, without considering the order of placement at all, as if they had completely forgotten how angry they were when someone accidentally messed up their things before. Even the teacher standing in front of the podium had retreated to the side early.

No one stopped him, no one questioned him, just like no one dared to stop a king from returning to his throne.

And now, the uncrowned king who reigns here speaks—

"You guys...are really a bunch of clueless guys."

Chapter 47 What the hell is democracy!?

"You guys...are such a bunch of clueless people—"

"Wait, even if you're a great man like the captain or the student council president, this is too much, isn't it?" Although no one dared to speak, Ping Xin "heard" the words because of their poorly concealed expressions and the emotions that could not be deceived, so he also responded.

"So? Is the so-called school festival just a holiday for you guys to argue about? I don't understand... It's supposed to be a day of celebration, a holiday for students to experience life and have fun, but how come when it comes to you, it's like Yan Country aunties buying vegetables at the market?"

"......" No one spoke, but it was obvious that Ping Xin's words made them feel unhappy, and very unhappy. They had always obeyed the "air" and acted as if they were "respecting" Ping Xin, and Ping Xin also treated them indifferently. This was the "tacit understanding" between the two sides.

But what happened today? Could a mere bad student really go against the wishes of the entire class? If it were like before when they were still student council presidents, they wouldn't dare to defy "authority." But now that Ping Xin is in such a desperate situation, they already have the thought of "rebellion" in their hearts.

Damn, I’m going to explode on you!

But even if some people think this way, vindictively, daydream about it, no one actually puts it into action... Why is that? Firstly, it's still just "reading the air," and secondly... why should you be secretly happy when I'm taking the lead?

Even though Ping Xin no longer has power, his fighting prowess is still frightening even just from rumors.

Ping Xin had expected such behavior. All of this made him feel bored - very bored, so he stood in front without saying a word. Even after a few minutes when he yawned so hard that tears came out, he was still so arrogant, because except for his two girlfriends, there was no one here who was worth his second glance.

"...a bunch of boring, meaningless people—"

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This was the third time they'd said "I don't know what it meant," and this time they even added the word "boring." You know, for young people, being called boring is even harder to accept than calling them bad. After a few minutes of fermentation, they finally let out a fart.

"Ping... Asuka-san, I don't know what we did to displease you, but we're in class now, and Mr. Koyama is here too. If you have any opinions, why not share them with us and discuss them with everyone? Wouldn't it be wonderful if we could come up with a plan for the school festival together?"

"I remember you were...something called Ye Shan?"

"Yes, I'm glad you still remember my name, Asuka-san."

"Oh...are you the 'long-held fart'?"

"!"

Ping Xin's yawning and rubbing his eyes already made them feel disrespected, and when he insulted Hayama, the "representative", the people below finally couldn't help themselves -

"Azuma, you're going too far!"

"Yeah, I respected you so much before!"

"Don't think you can do whatever you want just because you're good-looking!"

"Yeah, our Ye Shan, uh... isn't bad looking either!"

As the current student in the class, Ye Shan has his own small circle (followers), and the advantage of numbers, coupled with his advantages in appearance, study and sports, makes him naturally their leader, and those who know how to read the atmosphere will obey him.

And when those who stand by and watch become a "small part", they are no longer important. Therefore, Ye Shan has the "power" to "represent", and those who are "of the same blood" with him will "speak up for him" at this time.

"Get off the stage! Get off the stage! Get off the stage!"

When the ignorant gather together, they feel that they have power. In fact, not only do they not have power, but even their so-called "representatives" do not have power. They are just clowns who feel that they have power because they are close to power.

Watching the voices in the classroom gradually grow louder until they attract other classes and grades, watching this slogan that has gradually become "public opinion" started by no one knowing for what purpose, watching the crowd below the stage so excited that they seem to have already started enjoying the festival, what would Ping Xin do?

“Hu…Ha——”

He yawned again, long and hard, as if he was about to fall asleep from being bored standing.

What about his girlfriend and supporters?