What a World of Racing to the Bottom

After the meeting ended, Kitagawa Kai returned to the Student Council president's office, found Horikita Manabu's number, and called him.

The call connected quickly.

"Brother-in-law, do you have any interest in shining for the school once more?"

The other end of the line fell silent for several seconds.

Suppressing the urge to hang up, Horikita Manabu spoke coldly. "You have ten seconds to explain yourself."

"Here's the situation."

Kitagawa Kai briefly explained the team-building arrangements, then said that every Student Council member would be leaving campus on Sunday and that he hoped Manabu could return to temporarily handle the daily affairs.

After hearing him out, Horikita Manabu remained silent for even longer.

"You mean... you're taking the entire Student Council off campus to squander four whole days? Then asking me to clean up after you?"

"Yes, exactly."

"And you're taking your whole collection of women on vacation?"

Horikita Manabu's questioning came one after another. "Kitagawa Kai, aren't you being a little too lawless?"

"Brother-in-law, you can't just say things like that."

Kitagawa Kai corrected him seriously. "This is a Student Council-organized winter vacation social practice activity. It's absolutely not some absurd nonsense. It's very proper."

"Does changing its name somehow conceal its true nature?"

"At least it sounds official, doesn't it?"

Horikita Manabu took a deep breath and suppressed the throbbing at his temples. "When I handed the Student Council over to you, I now think I might as well have given it directly to Nagumo Miyabi."

"Really?"

Kitagawa Kai asked leisurely.

"Forget it. Nagumo Miyabi would only be worse."

Horikita Manabu's voice carried a trace of exhaustion.

He could not understand whether something had gone wrong with the feng shui at Advanced Nurturing.

Nagumo Miyabi had been verbally demolished by Kitagawa Kai at the Disciplinary Hearing, suffered a mental