Heading to the Student Council

Since the plan was finalized, Hoshino began to execute it, but...

"Where is the account registration portal?" "Do I need to check this box?" "I can't find the backend entrance to send messages!"...

For the entire afternoon, Sotomura was speechless: is this guy a tech illiterate?

After much hardship, Hoshino finally mastered how to use the two platform accounts. The basic messages had already been posted, so now it was just a matter of seeing how many people would see them.

"What about the electronic bulletin board?" Having finished with the accounts, Sotomura slumped in his chair, looking utterly defeated.

"I'll go ask the Student Council about that. It should fall under their jurisdiction, right?" Hoshino was still fiddling with his phone, replying without looking up.

"That's good... We should start this as soon as possible. Once some time passes, basically everyone will have stopped spending their points recklessly."

Hoshino looked up, somewhat shocked. Sotomura had actually thought of that? It seems that even in Class D, one shouldn't underestimate anyone!

"I'll help you promote it too. Just call me whenever you need someone to run errands." With that, Sotomura picked up his school bag and straightened his clothes.

"Eh? You're leaving?"

"...Why don't you check what time it is?" Standing up, Sotomura gave Hoshino a look of annoyance.

"Uh, alright! I'll pay the bill!" Hoshino stood up and followed him. Looking at the streetlights turning on outside the window, he felt a bit awkward. When did the cafe lights turn on?

"..." Sotomura waved his hand and walked out without looking back.

"Wait, check your phone. Did you receive it?"

Just as Sotomura stepped out of the cafe, Hoshino hurriedly chased after him.

"Hm? What?" Sotomura looked back at Hoshino and instinctively picked up his phone.

"You have received some private points." The notification on his phone left Sotomura frozen in place.

"I'll leave the rest to you." Hoshino leaned in, glanced at Sotomura's phone, and stepped back once he confirmed the receipt.

"Yeah! Leave it to me!" Coming back to his senses, Sotomura patted his chest in agreement, his face full of excitement.

The next day, after school.

"Tap, tap, tap..." Hoshino stood at the entrance of the Student Council room, feeling a bit nervous.

During the entrance ceremony, Hoshino had already seen the school's student council president—Manabu Horikita.

His presence was intimidating; he seemed like a person with a very serious personality, Hoshino analyzed.

"Please come in!" A stern voice rang out.

Hoshino pushed open the door to the Student Council room. Manabu Horikita was sitting behind the desk opposite him, with a "small mountain" of documents in front of him. It seemed this school had quite a lot of things to handle! But thinking about it, that made sense; from small events to large clubs, everything required the Student Council's approval. There were even rumors that the Student Council possessed the power to interfere with exam content.

Students at this school possessed a high degree of autonomy; in some aspects, the status of the Student Council was even vaguely higher than that of the homeroom teachers!

"Is there something you need?" The stern voice rang out again.

After a long silence without an answer, Hoshino remained immersed in his own thoughts.

The senior with the purple hair in a bun beside the Student Council desk began to grow impatient, raising her voice: "...Hey! Underclassman!... Is there something you need?"

"Uh... sorry, sorry, I was a bit distracted! I didn't expect the Student Council to be this busy!"

"Cut the chatter, what do you need?" The purple-haired senior began to grow irritated. Hoshino felt a bit awkward. Does this senior have such a short temper?

"That's enough, Secretary Tachibana! Apologies, we are a bit too busy right now. So, what business do you have with the Student Council?" The president gave a soft reprimand before turning his gaze toward Hoshino.

"Um, sorry, sorry! I wanted to ask, how does one apply to use the electronic bulletin board near the playground?" Hoshino bowed slightly to apologize, then stated his request.

"That? You need to pay 50,000 private points to the Student Council, and the information posted must also be reviewed by the Student Council. As for the space occupied, it is arranged randomly by the Student Council." The president was a bit puzzled, but he answered Hoshino's question with complete seriousness. "By the way, what are you trying to do? Excessive requests will not pass the Student Council's review, please be aware of that."

"Um—this is what I want to post." Hoshino showed the president the copy he had already written on his phone.

The president took Hoshino's phone, his fingers flipping through the content. After confirming there were no violations, he returned the phone to Hoshino.

"Oh? You want to conduct second-hand goods trading?" The president's sharp eyes looked over.

"Yes." Although he was a bit confused, Hoshino met his gaze firmly.

"Very well, I approve. I will arrange the specific details as soon as possible; there should be a result by tomorrow." A moment later, the president was the first to look away. Hoshino really didn't understand what the student council president meant by that.

"Okay, thank you." Although he was completely bewildered, the goal was achieved! After thanking him, Hoshino turned and left.

"Secretary Tachibana, please help me check which class this student belongs to." Watching Hoshino's departing figure with a thoughtful expression, the president turned to instruct the purple-haired senior beside him.

"Oh... alright..."

"Hey, Sotomura? The matter is settled, what should we do next?"

Back at the dormitory, Hoshino dialed Sotomura's number immediately.

"Oh, good! In that case, we just have to wait for the customers to come knocking." Sotomura replied with his mouth full, and there was some noisy background sound.

"...Where are you right now? Why is it so noisy?"

"Eating, I'm eating." Sotomura swallowed the food in his mouth with difficulty, and his voice finally returned to its usual clarity.

"...What time is it even?"

"Don't you understand the concept of a midnight snack? A life without midnight snacks is an incomplete life! Midnight snacks are the true romance of a programmer!"

"..." Fine! Hoshino completely and utterly failed to understand, but since this was someone else's private business after all, Hoshino didn't ask any further.

"How are things on your end?"

"Everything is going smoothly! I've already contacted a few people..." Sotomura's tone became a bit more solemn.

...After confirming that progress was going well, the two chatted briefly about this and that before hanging up the phone.