Chapter 197

"Sanae! She acted so quickly?"

Takanashi Rikka noticed the food disappearing quickly and stopped trying to hide it, joining in the fray.

Seeing this, the others also stopped talking and acted in unison.

After the meal.

"Tell me, Quan, did you drug it?! That behavior is very abnormal!"

Eriri stared intently at him, questioning his motives.

"I was just a little more serious and used a higher level of culinary skill. Truly delicious food not only affects the taste buds but also the spirit. That's why everyone couldn't resist the pleasure and activated their spiritual power, which is why this happened. So, if everyone intentionally controls it, it won't happen again."

Hasegawa Izumi explained the principle.

"The world of superpowered Ability User is truly incomprehensible."

Eriri only half understood what she was saying, and managed to utter a single sentence.

"So, what's next? Are we going to go home like this? It'll probably be interesting."

Natsukawa Masuzu spread her hands out, looked down at the clothes that were leaking air everywhere, and smiled.

Are you an exhibitionist?!

Nibuya Morika and the others glared at her.

"In that case, please ask the Club President to help us buy a decent set of clothes. By the way, there's no need to mention my physical measurements; the Club President already knew them from the divination."

The Silver-haired Beautiful Girl curled her lips, a strange light gleaming in her eyes.

"My clothes are fine; my home isn't far from here."

Eriri slapped the table, stopping this flirtatious remark.

"Takanashi and the junior high school kid are fine, but I'm clearly not a good match for Nibuya."

When she answered, Natsukawa Masuzu even puffed out her chest, which swayed precariously.

"Hmph, what's there to brag about? Just rub it yourself and it'll get bigger!"

Eriri clenched her fists, her eyes filled with hostility.

"Dekumori still needs a death that can still grow!"

"This is a trivial matter, not important at all. There are plenty of ways to solve it. You're taking it too seriously, Greedy Witch."

The two people being cared for were also very annoyed and retorted.

"Leave this to Rikka."

Hasegawa Izumi suddenly spoke up.

The camera then shifts to Takanashi Rikka.

"Hmph, has my day finally come to be useful?"

She stood up with a smug look in her eyes, striking a cool pose.

Five minutes later.

Hasegawa Izumi took the needle pouch used for mending clothes from the old lady next door and handed it to Rikka.

"Now, witness the magic that once mended the world!"

Takanashi Rikka raises her right hand high, the single tomoe in her eye begins to rotate, then she activates her spiritual power, channeling it into the beaded needle. With a flick of her right hand, she sweeps it across her clothes, and the silk threads tied to it meticulously sew up the tears in various places.

The girl was already very skilled at sewing, and with the combined enhancement of spiritual power and the Sharingan, her abilities in this area were further improved. Before long, everyone's clothes appeared to have changed at first glance.

Eriri and Kōko, witnessing this incredible scene, were filled with envy and could only ask one question:

When will we finally wake up?!

After getting dressed, it was getting late, and everyone left.

"Quan, how are you feeling?"

Eriri stayed until the very end, eagerly pulling him into the room to demonstrate her progress, sketching a replica of the landscape painting that Mashiro had given her.

"You've made good progress and have grasped the essence of it, but next you need to try to paint similar works using your own state of mind..."

"Ideally, it should be something that deeply touches you, something you can't forget, so that you can better express your feelings through your painting..."

As Eriri stepped out of the courtyard, the voice of her Childhood Friend still echoed in her mind.

"My feelings?"

Suddenly, she looked up.

The dazzling stars twinkled in the night, weaving together a magnificent and beautiful scene.

"The moonlight is so beautiful tonight."

"The starry sky that night was also like that."

The girl smiled sweetly as she recalled that cherished memory from the past.

She was found.

The only designated male lead for the 85 Culture Festival, Shuchiin

Class 1-C.

On the blackboard, words like "opening a shop," "crepes," "takoyaki," "haunted house," "drama," and "exhibition" are prominently displayed.

"We hope everyone can decide on the programs for the Culture Festival as soon as possible, ideally today."

"Please, everyone, give me some feedback."

On the podium, the class monitor and vice-monitor were soliciting ideas from everyone.

The annual Culture Festival plays a significant role in high school life, and all students are required to participate. Given the style of Shuchiin, most students take it seriously.

"Need I say more? It's a swimsuit wrestling match! All the girls in Class 1-C will wear swimsuits and compete! School swimsuits are fine, bikinis are okay too! How about it?"

Below, a Blondie got excited and raised his hand, saying...

Despite his disdain, the class monitor smiled politely and asked, "Let's vote on Sunohara-kun's proposal."

A moment of silence fell over the room.

"It's zero!?"

Sunohara was deeply shocked and slammed his head on the table.

"Need I say more? Of course, it's a play! Since it's a Culture Festival, a play is definitely the most suitable."

"I suggest playing Sleeping Beauty in the Forest!"

"Let's stick with Romeo and Juliet."

"Um, could you act in a samurai drama?"

This suggestion caused a sensation, Nakano Miku's weak voice was drowned out.

In this show of hands vote, the play received 40 votes, accounting for more than half of the total votes.

"When you mention Culture Festival, you think of Coffee House."

One of the girls from the Mixed Academy Student said.

Upon hearing her friend's suggestion, Fujiwara Chika's eyes lit up with interest. She rested her chin on the back of her hand and said, "I really want to try on a Maid Outfit."

"This is good!"

Someone immediately responded.

For young ladies from prestigious families, doing this kind of role reversal brings a sense of exhilarating taboo-breaking, while the boys naturally want to feast their eyes on the Young Lady's changing clothes.

This might be the only chance you ever have!

Immediately, people voted for the Coffee House, and the number of votes was almost equal to that of the play.

"A stage play!"

"No! Coffee House!"

"Coffee House would be better, they have Maid Outfit... or Nurse Outfit would be nice too."

"But I really want to see Fujiwara-san play a princess, Hasegawa-kun play a prince."

"Hey, you were originally shipping this pairing? But I think Takanashi-san would be a better match."

"Wait, where did you put Sawamura-san Shinomiya-san?!"

This stalemate made the scene lively.

"Hey, you guys, be serious! Stop talking nonsense!"

The class monitor slammed his hand on the table, stopping the conversation from going off track.

"This is too boring. In my opinion, let's go to the haunted house instead. I, the Wicked Eye of the Tyrant King User, will show you the true hell!"

At this moment, Takanashi Rikka stepped forward and confidently declared.

With supernatural power, incredible effects will surely be achieved, and there will definitely be some interesting scenes!

"I have no desire to experience hell or anything like that."

"Haunted houses are too common. I feel like a lot of people are doing them because of the recent online buzz. I'd better pass."

However, everyone expressed their opposition.

"Well."

The girl instantly deflated.

"Huh, where did Hasegawa-kun go?"

Suddenly someone asked.

At the very back of the classroom, the only male lead in everyone's hearts had vanished.

"Hasegawa-kun has been invited by the Student Council President to discuss the event plans for the main stage."

The class monitor at the front adjusted his glasses and gave the answer.

In the corridor.

Hasegawa Izumi moved slowly toward the conference room.

Just after class, the homeroom teacher Tsukumo Nanase, came over and invited him to this meeting.

There was no way around it; he still had to give Kotsuna face.

"This must be our first meeting, Hasegawa-kun. You might not know me, so let me introduce myself. I'm the current Student Council President of Shuchiin. I invited you here mainly because I hope you can make the Culture Festival more interesting, so I can get a higher evaluation."

Just around the corner, a man appeared before him, wearing a peaked cap and school uniform. He had dark brown eyes, black hair falling from his cheeks, and a calculating air about him. The gleaming gold cord on his chest was a telltale sign of his identity.

He speaks very frankly, and seems to have a pretty good personality.

He replied, "I remember, you're the Student Council President."

"Although I expected it, it's still a bit hurtful."

The Student Council President smiled, his eyes narrowed, and said in a slightly joking tone.

As the Student Council President, his name should be known to everyone in the school, after all, he has given speeches to the whole school several times, but who can blame him when the other party is Hasegawa.

This name has reached an unprecedented peak for Shuchiin, and from now on it will be engraved on the historical monument of Shuchiin.

And he will only be recorded as the Student Council President of the 66th class of Shuchiin.

That's so enviable!

"The meeting room is this way, and almost everyone we invited has arrived."

The Student Council President politely gestured with his hand.

The meeting room at Shuchiin is also different from that of ordinary schools. The tables and chairs inside are made of precious wood, and the red and gold chair covers give people the illusion of being in an auditorium.

Most of the seats were already occupied, but the space still felt empty compared to the expected demand, with students sitting in a staggered pattern due to their proximity to each other.

Hasegawa Izumi glanced around and immediately recognized several familiar faces.

For example, Eriri, Shinomiya Kaguya, Asahi Shizuku from the first year, and then there were the boys she had competed against...