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part 9

I see. I was wondering if being called that was normal. It seemed that I took the bait and got caught in Horikita's trap. A small mistake on my part.

"C'mon, saying you dislike me more than anyone is going too far. Kouenji has his fair share of mysteries, too."mysteries".

That was definitely my trump card. If he disliked Horikita more than him, it would really hurt.

Like you have that kind of emotion. Sakayanagi scoffed. What a contradictory walk.

It is surprisingly easy to understand. He studies well, is athletic, and gets excellent grades. Your personality is the problem. In the end,

I can easily categorize and summarize his behavior problems in just a few words: he is self-centered."

Honestly, that explanation was easy to understand. After all, Kouenji was simple.

"You'd probably make a good teacher," I told her

"But first you have to fix the attitude." Katsuragi pointed out.

Horikita sighed, "I don't have any plans to become one in the first place."At this rate, when she reached adulthood, she would probably become a teacher like Chabashira-sensei. There were four dormitory buildings on campus. Three were for students, who stayed in the various dormitories they were assigned to from their first to third years. In other words, our dormitory building this year was the same one where last year's third-year students had lived. The fourth building housed the instructors and employees of the school.

What I'm saying is that since all the freshmen lived in the same building, we would inevitably run into students from the other classes.

Someone entered my field of vision. Our eyes met naturally.

"Thank you very much. It has been a pleasure." The girl uttered these words of gratitude to the dormitory administrator, and then called me."Hey, Ayanokouji-kun! Good morning. You're early."

She had beautiful long wavy hair and big eyes. The second button of his jacket was straining against his large chest. His upright posture matched his dignified personality. I was more attracted to her cool temper than how cute she was. Ichinose Honami, that first year student from Class B, had found me again.

"I woke up a little early today. What were you talking about with the manager?" I asked.

"Some people in my class wanted to make requests about their dorms. I gathered everyone's thoughts on the issue and brought it up to the dorm manager. Things like water usage, noise, etc."

"But why did you collect your class complaints?"

"Huh? Usually, individuals complained, right?""Is that the job of a class leader too?"

"I just want to help my class to the best of my ability, that's all. It will also help the dorm manager more easily." Ichinose answered them with a smile.

"Did you do all that, Ichinose?"

Usually people handled their own room issues. I wondered why Ichinose had bothered to collect everyone's complaints.

"Good morning, Class Representative Ichinose!"

Two girls who were coming out of the elevator called out to Ichinose. She said hello back.

"Class representative? Why class representative?" I asked.He hadn't heard of any "class rep" position before. Maybe they called her that because she seemed to study too much.