Manabu Horikita: "My Foolish Little Sister!" / The Student Council President Is the Biggest Philanthropist!

By the vending machine beside the dormitory, near the railing overlooking the lake.

Hachiman had finished Suzune Horikita's profile.

Manabu Horikita: My Foolish Little Sister!

Advanced Nurturing High School offered free tuition, living expenses, and a 100% Employment Rate and Advancement Rate.

It was extremely eye-catching.

However, only the free tuition in that advertisement was real. Students had to earn their living expenses through their own performance, while the Employment Rate and Advancement Rate... enmm~

Hachiman had already assumed those had nothing to do with Class D.

After all, among the four classes in the school building, Classes C and D were separated by the science labs. The school probably only had expectations for the students in Classes A and B.

But just as that saying went, shared happiness was surely impossible.

If some people lived in splendor, then others had to be stuck in the mud.

So Class D was probably the group stuck deep in the mud.

But what did that matter?

[Then work hard.]

[I can't guarantee whether you'll meet a rich woman who'll support you in the future. But during these three years at this school, you can make yourself wealthy first.]

Chabashira-sensei had put it well.

In other words, being able to attend school for free while making money during his school years was already a pretty good life.

That way,

even if no one was willing to support him in the future, he could support himself.

Having earned living expenses, Hachiman did not shortchange himself.

For dinner, he had ordered a luxurious 1,500-point set meal from the cafeteria.

But...

"I'm too full."

After returning to the dormitory and pacing around his room several times, he still felt overly stuffed. His stomach showed no sign of digesting anything at all.

Sure enough, the dorm room was too small.

Hachiman left the dormitory.

He remembered passing a vending machine yesterday when he had secretly met... met with Chabashira-sensei.

At the time, he had only glanced at it in passing and had not remembered what drinks it contained.

But it should have coffee, right?

Drinking coffee regularly was not good. While it could wake someone up, it also caused stomach acid secretion and could even damage the stomach.

Still, it might have some effect on his current overstuffed state.

That was only an assumption, though. The plan had been perfect, but reality gave him no chance at all.

Because...

When Hachiman passed through the tree-lined path and saw the vending machine, he also saw someone standing there.

A man and a woman.

Yet before he saw them, their voices had reached his ears on the wind.

"Suzune, I didn't expect you to follow me all the way here." It was a male voice. It had a distinctive magnetic quality. There was no anger in his tone, only a chilling coldness.

Hachiman found the voice somewhat familiar, as though he had heard it somewhere recently.

"I came here to follow in my brother's footsteps."

Then came a girl's voice.

Hachiman recognized that voice.

It belonged to Suzune Horikita, who had spoken to him that afternoon.

So Hachiman looked over.

She was a remarkably beautiful girl. Her delicate face showed a hint of nervousness, and her small clenched hands revealed her unease. Her long, straight black hair cascaded like a waterfall, carrying the fresh fragrance of lilies.

Of course, there was no way he could smell that from this distance.

He had confirmed it.

Suzune Horikita was indeed there.

Suzune Horikita stubbornly raised her head to look at her brother. Her usually indifferent tone became agitated as she anxiously explained, "I'm no longer the useless person you knew before!"

Oh-ho.

For Suzune Horikita, who had acted so aloof in class, to call herself useless, she clearly admired her brother greatly. And her brother placed an enormous amount of pressure on her.

Yet even so, she still wanted to follow in her older brother's footsteps. Hachiman once again witnessed Suzune Horikita's stubbornness.

Perhaps that could be added to her exclusive profile.

"To catch up to me...?"

But Horikita's brother had his back to Suzune Horikita. He gave a derisive laugh, lightly pushed up the glasses on his nose, and said coldly, "Even now, you haven't realized your own flaws? Choosing this school was your failure."

"You probably don't even know that this school is Meritocracy. Do you know what kind of terrible class you've been assigned to?"

Her brother said that.

At that moment, Hachiman remembered. He had heard this boy's voice before, especially when the other party emphasized the words Meritocracy.

That arrogant and cold tone.

He was the Student Council President who had organized the new student entrance ceremony. His introduction then had been: I am the Student Council President of this school, Manabu Horikita.

Horikita.

I see.

He and Suzune Horikita were siblings.

"The students in the class do look undisciplined and even foolish, but calling it completely terrible..." Suzune Horikita frowned.

"Heh heh..."

But Student Council President Manabu Horikita seemed to laugh.

"Drop out, Suzune." His tone abruptly turned icy.

"W-Why? I came to this school precisely to follow in your footsteps, Brother."

"You understand nothing," Manabu Horikita said. "Class D is the worst class. You've been assigned to Class D, and that makes me, the Student Council President, lose face."

"How... could this be..." Horikita's little sister probably could not process her brother's words for a moment.

"This is not information you are allowed to know yet, and revealing it like this means I must pay a price of one million," Manabu Horikita said. "So, my little sister, the moment you entered this school, I spent one million. That's equivalent to ten times the living expenses you receive from the school upon enrollment."

Well, aren't you impressive?

Student Council President.

He had spent one million for his little sister in a single minute.

That was equivalent to more than six hundred of the luxurious meals Hachiman had eaten today.

But as an older brother himself, Hachiman considered a broader range of things, so he seemed to understand a little why Manabu Horikita had voluntarily deducted his own points.

Because...

This little sister completely failed to understand people.

The Student Council President Was the Biggest Philanthropist!

Horikita's little sister completely failed to understand people.

"In that case..." Suzune Horikita hurriedly explained, "I'll move up to Class A right away. Then..."

But that explanation was nothing like her aloof self from earlier in the day. Instead, she seemed as helpless as a frightened little rabbit, weakly trying to explain herself, her face pale.

Unlike the others, she had also been carefully observing this school ever since enrollment yesterday, but she still knew too little.

If she were expelled just like this...

She could not accept it.

"Impossible. It won't happen."

But Horikita's brother coldly interrupted her. Without even turning around, he said, "You can't do it."

"I definitely will!"

Suzune Horikita lowered her head in disappointment, yet stubbornly insisted.

"What a disobedient little sister."

Manabu Horikita slowly turned his head, his gaze cold as he looked at her.

And Hachiman finally saw Horikita's brother's appearance clearly: glasses, a high nose bridge, a stern yet handsome face, and a forceful voice filled with magnetism.

Without a doubt, he was the Student Council President who had hosted the entrance ceremony.

Though they were siblings, their personalities were completely different.

Manabu Horikita's coldness was innate. It was simply the aura he possessed.

But although Suzune Horikita had also been very aloof in class, she now looked exceptionally vulnerable.

She showed disappointment and inferiority, even acting timid and submissive before Manabu Horikita. On one hand, she wanted to prove herself, yet on the other, she could not even speak a word of rebuttal.

Together with her words, [I came here to follow in my brother's footsteps.]

So then.

Suzune Horikita, were you imitating your brother?

How nice.

Hachiman also wished his little sister would treat him as her idol.

But Komachi...

"Eh? Isn't it Onii-chan who's making Komachi worry? Komachi worries whether Onii-chan will be able to find a job in the future."

"Komachi feels so much pressure, because if Onii-chan becomes a shut-in someday, won't the burden of supporting him fall on Komachi?"

"Onii-chan, hurry up and get a job already. Seriously."

"..."

Instead, Komachi worried about him.

Hachiman reflected on himself for a moment.

But...

His stomach was so full. It felt awful.

So he walked toward the vending machine.

The Horikita siblings were still talking, but things had reached a boiling point.

"What a disobedient little sister!"

Manabu Horikita had given up on talking to his sister.

He was preparing to take action instead.

He directly raised his right hand. He seemed ready to give his disobedient little sister a slap.

Suzune Horikita also realized what her brother intended to do, but with her back against the wall, she looked weak and timid.

Hachiman walked toward the vending machine.