"Those Wind Music Club people are seriously insane."
Back home, Duanmu Huai couldn't help complaining.
"We already said the goal was the National Competition. We made that clear when activities first began, and now they actually have the nerve to say they should take the stage based on seniority? Are Japanese people right in the head? Let the upperclassmen perform based on seniority, huh? Then if we lose, are all the third-years going to commit seppuku to apologize? If that's the case, I can agree! But if they can't do that, then what? Are they just going to bow once and say, 'We're truly sorry,' and call it a day?!"
"Ugh..."
Maria helplessly shook her head as well. As a foreigner, this was her first time encountering something like this. At Royal Shuo Academy, every student had been admitted based on their abilities. Of course, some were nobles with higher status and standing. But... "I got here earlier, so you have to accommodate me"—this was also the first time Maria had seen such a thing. It had truly opened her eyes.
"Ahahaha..."
Faced with Duanmu Huai's complaints, Naruse Mio was at a loss for words. Strictly speaking, she was the only Japanese person in Duanmu Huai's household. With Duanmu Huai so thoroughly lambasting the Japanese national character, she really couldn't bring herself to say anything.
After all, Japan's strict hierarchy between superiors and inferiors was a fact. In fact, even if you were good friends with the child next door, as long as they were older than you, you had to address them as a senior with honorifics at school. Otherwise, you would be considered disrespectful to an upperclassman... If you replaced them with Chinese people, who would care about that? *Who I'm close to and how I talk is