This was a country where people echoed whatever others said, a country where only those who went with the flow earned recognition. Under such national conditions, as long as enough people participated, it was difficult for those standing alone to resist the atmosphere created by the herd. Sogo Doma knew this well, and he was skilled at exploiting it...
"Know this? When the number of perverts exceeds the number of normal people, perversion becomes the norm. In that situation, normal people are the ones who seem out of place. A newcomer's initiation evolved from precisely this..." Sogo Doma said.
The boys: "..."
President, that sounded so reasonable, but calling them perverts every other word meant he had already decided they were perverts, right?
Sogo Doma paid no attention to what they thought. Having said that, he glanced again at the embarrassed boys.
"Well, I've made it that clear. You should know what a newcomer's initiation is now, right?"
The boys shook their heads. They genuinely had no idea...
Sogo Doma covered his face. "Can you possibly be any stupider? A newcomer's initiation is a journey of dragging newcomers into the abyss that is your pervert family. Do you remember how you became perverts?"
"Um, can we say we're not, you know, perverts?" someone couldn't help saying.
Sogo Doma: (￢_￢)
"Waking up in the school courtyard wearing nothing but a pair of tight little briefs, in broad daylight..."
"President, there was a reason for that..."
"Whether you were drunk or doing self-training, the moment you cast off every restraint, I branded you as perverts. Fortunately, this country already has plenty of perverted customs. Like the XX Festival, where tens of thousands of men wearing only loincloths fight over a lucky charm. Compared to that, you can still be redeemed..."
"President, that's