The issues with this joint school festival weren't limited to within the schools.
The most important matter was outside the schools—more precisely, the main venue.
There were too many monks and too little porridge. Dozens of high schools were gathered in the Sainan area, making it practically comparable to Academy City. Yet the venue available for the joint school festival was ultimately limited. Naturally, whichever school occupied enough space would become the center of attention. Conversely, a school with only a small area would be completely inconspicuous.
Everyone understood that.
And so, at the first joint meeting of representatives from each school, a heated argument instantly erupted over this issue.
"Haah..."
Sitting in his chair with his arms folded, Fang Zheng coldly observed the venue before him and let out a soft sigh.
The meeting was currently divided into three main factions. Prestigious private schools like Shuuchuin had already rented their own space, so they had no need to squabble over such trivialities and stayed out of it. Another faction was clearly trying to swallow up the smaller schools and expand their own territory as much as possible. Opposing them were the representatives of the weaker schools, desperately resisting.
Thus, the entire venue had become a battle between two sides, with a third watching the show.
"So I believe the venue should be allocated according to each school's strength. That's only natural, isn't it?"
At that moment, the main representative of the attacking side was Nagumo Miyabi, the Student Council President of Advanced Nurturing School. He was a blond man who looked like a delinquent, with a rather carefree demeanor, but what came out of his mouth was infuriating enough.
"But the space you're demanding is far too large!"
"The capable deserve to occupy it. That's only natural, isn't it?"