Now You Know How Amazing Kitagawa Is, Right?

The following afternoon.

The multipurpose hall in the Arts Building.

The long-prepared school-wide painting competition officially began.

Kitagawa Kai had initially worried that Kamuro Masumi would be competing as well, so he had refused to serve as a judge several times.

But Yamaguchi Izumi had shown up at the Student Council entrance on time for several days in a row, asking every time they met, "President Kitagawa, are you willing to be a judge today?"

Kitagawa Kai had been hounded into a headache by her, and in the end, he could only agree.

The competing students entered one after another. When they saw Kitagawa Kai seated at the far left of the judges' table, quite a few of them slowed to a halt.

Kamuro Masumi was one of the Student Council president's girlfriends. That fact had long since spread throughout the school.

Now Kamuro was competing, while Kitagawa Kai sat at the judges' table.

Capital had really rigged the game this time.

Was there even the slightest suspense left in this competition?

Out of respect for the Student Council president's authority, no one dared question it openly. They could only exchange covert looks, silently beginning to consider how they might fight for second place.

One student from Class 2-A directly tore off his contestant number and slapped it down in front of a staff member. "Kitagawa Kai is a judge? What's the point of competing?"

The staff member had clearly received professional training and replied calmly, "Student, Kitagawa-kun is a professional in painting. He is absolutely qualified to serve as a judge."

The second-year student waved a hand. "Ah, right, right. Everything you say is right!"

"So, are you sure you want to forfeit your eligibility?"

"I'm sure."

He picked up his art supplies and added indifferently, "I wasn't interested