He acted as the decision-maker and distributor.
And that was how everyone had gotten through their exams.
This Sports Festival should have been the same.
But because of the Class Transfer Ticket reward, some students wanted to make one last desperate push.
The students from Classes B, C, and D who excelled at sports could be seen springing into action like mad.
After all, Nagumo controlled the entire grade. Not long ago, he had dealt a crushing blow to Class B, which might have had a faint glimmer of hope, and now Class A's position was incredibly secure.
It was practically certain that they would graduate in this class ranking.
The other three classes, B, C, and D, had no hope left.
As for the students of Class A, they did not need to think about any of that. They only needed to avoid opposing Nagumo and make sure he did not expel them during their final stretch before graduation.
Nagumo had therefore felt it as well: the closer graduation came, the more loyal the students in his class became to him.
"Nagumo."
Kiriyama had come over as well.
He was a Class B student, but he held a tablet in his hands, his brow furrowed.
He had just finished a basketball team event. Perhaps he had exerted too much effort, because he was drenched in sweat.
"There seems to be a problem on the girls' side," Kiriyama said.
"Kiriyama, some water." The student who had handed Nagumo the tablet earlier spoke up.
This student was from Class A, but Kiriyama was not only the Vice President of the Student Council—Nagumo had apparently designated him as someone to recruit. He would most likely take first place among the boys in this Sports Festival and move into Class A.
They would