President, I...

Student Council office.

At this moment, there were not many people in the office, only Akane Tachibana and Miyabi Nagumo, who were processing documents newly submitted by the school.

Creak~

The door opened, and the two looked toward the sound, only to see Manabu Horikita dragging someone in with one hand, hauling him into the office like a dead dog.

"President, this is..."

"I simply took him for a bit of exercise," Manabu Horikita said indifferently, though the person being dragged was having a hard time handling it.

"You call this a bit of exercise!!?" An Xiao did not know where he found the strength, but he stood up, yanked his wrist free from Manabu Horikita's grip, and let his sweat-drenched hair stick to his forehead as he roared loudly.

"A 5km warm-up, followed by a series of jumping jacks, cycling, dumbbells, squats..."

"By the time I finished the 5km run, I felt like my lungs were going to explode."

"The cleaning lady didn't even need to add water when mopping the floor; she could have just used my sweat."

"President, if you want to kill me, just give me a quick death, don't torture me like this!!!"

"Not everyone has your level of physical stamina."

An Xiao was having a mental breakdown. Today, he had been inexplicably summoned to the Gym by President Horikita, and then inexplicably put through a grueling workout from which he couldn't even escape.

Right now, An Xiao could barely stand; his legs were trembling like butterflies.

"To be able to shout so loudly, it seems you still have some energy left." Manabu Horikita adjusted his glasses, ignored An Xiao, and walked toward his desk. "The training volume will be increased next time."

"President, President, you are my dear President, okay?" An Xiao originally wanted to go up and grab Manabu Horikita, but his sore, swollen thighs caused him to stumble, and he collapsed directly into a chair. Still, An Xiao refused to give up, pointing a finger at Miyabi Nagumo, who was watching the show from the side.

"President, if you want to find a workout partner, Senior Nagumo would work too."

Before Manabu Horikita could reply, Miyabi Nagumo waved his hand first and said with a smile, "Junior, don't look at me like that. My physical fitness is actually quite good, but besides, I have a date to go to, so where would I find the time?"

"However..." Miyabi Nagumo glanced at Manabu Horikita, who had sat down to start processing work, and said with an inexplicable tone, "It seems our President values this little junior even more than I had previously thought."

Ignoring Miyabi Nagumo's words, Manabu Horikita said to Akane Tachibana, "Tachibana, give him the file we prepared earlier."

"Yes!"

"File? What file?" An Xiao pointed at himself with a tremor, looking at Manabu Horikita, who remained expressionless as if he hadn't just said anything, and said incredulously, "You mean to tell me that even in this state, I still have to process documents?"

"Otherwise, what do you think I brought you to the Student Council for?"

"Is it too late for me to quit now?"

Manabu Horikita glanced at An Xiao and said nothing.

"Come on, Junior, don't complain. The President is doing this for your own good," Senior Akane Tachibana said, handing a stack of documents to An Xiao to comfort him.

"I became immune to that kind of talk years ago," An Xiao said irritably, but he still obediently began to flip through the file.

Monitoring and Maintenance Report for the school's remote areas.

Assessment of vendors and merchandise within the campus mall.

An Xiao looked further down and discovered that it also included a list of surveillance cameras in the school that needed maintenance and the locations of merchants within the mall.

"Are we in the Student Council responsible for these things too?" An Xiao couldn't help but grumble.

He really felt that this Student Council was just a bunch of "chosen cattle and horses" for the school.

"Finish processing it as soon as possible, and also..." Manabu Horikita paused for a moment before saying, "This matter won't be bad for you."

"You can't just stay in the office processing documents forever."

"Yes, yes, yes." An Xiao responded perfunctorily, gathered the documents, and then dragged his body out of the office.

The office returned to silence.

Akane Tachibana came to Manabu Horikita's side, looked at the closed door, and said with a smile, "Although this junior complains, he still takes action immediately. President, your eye for people has always been so..."

Before Akane Tachibana could finish her sentence, she saw An Xiao, who had just left, return. He poked his head in from the doorway, looked at Manabu Horikita, and said, "By the way, President, does this task come with an activity budget? If it does, can you give it to me directly?"

"..." Manabu Horikita.

"..." Akane Tachibana.

"Tachibana, close the door."

"Yes, President."

"It was just a joke, was it really necessary?" An Xiao gritted his teeth, rubbed his nose where it had been hit by the door, and then looked at the map in his hand.

"Still, there really are a lot of cameras in this school. Just the ones that need maintenance are this many."

"Where should I go first?"

"Forget it, let fate decide."

"I'll start with the nearest building."

An Xiao looked at the Special Building next to him, muttered to himself, and walked inside with small steps.

"Tsk tsk, it really is luxurious; so many classrooms left empty." An Xiao shook the master key he had taken from the Student Council and began to check each room one by one to see if the surveillance cameras were in normal working order.

Since it was already quite late, An Xiao was basically the only person left in this teaching building, though that did make it easier for him to check each room one by one.

"Better finish this up early, then I can think of a way to make the President drop that terrifying idea."

An Xiao muttered to himself as he proceeded to unlock another classroom door.

"W-wait! Please don't come in yet!"

Inside the room, as An Xiao pushed the door open, a young girl's startled cry rang out.