In the afternoon when it was time to go home Y/N rushed to her dorm and hear something from the Council room.
[You know, I used to think he and I were the same. Seeing as how he was so small and slender, just like a girl..]
Whats that sound...(Y/N Mind)
A Fruity slender blonde man talking to himself inside the room and makes Y/N confused.
"In a men’s society where physical health and strength are the standards we are measured against, he was looked down upon.
I thought that he’d be frustrated and rebellious, with an inferiority complex simmering under the surface.
That he held the same dreams and desires as me, that he was someone who would come running toward the same goal.
So I thought I understood his feelings. To my embarrassment, I was mistaken.
I thought he would sympathize with and support me, and fight by my side… So when I was admitted to the hospital for my condition, I had him do what I wanted while I was unable to move.
And what I wanted was to bring revolution to Yumenosaki and the idol industry. For that purpose, I had to squeeze out the pus and disease and dispose of them.
At that time, I was in and out of the hospital, so it was a lot of trouble trying to do everything myself.
It was my first trial, as something that no one had tried before… And I didn’t have much confidence in it, so I had him give it a go first.
While indoctrinating him with half-truths, I used the student council, created new plans…
And from both on the surface and behind the scenes, I secretly tried to control him.
That trial went well, for the most part.
I broke up the swollen Chess, used Judgment to remove the ill, affected areas… used Duel to kill off enemies, the disease attacking from outside.
Judgment was put down as J, Duel as D, and any other DreamFes were labelled as O…
For convenience, I separated them by alphabetic letters on the student council’s paperwork.
The remnants of that alphabetic management system are why even now DreamFes are officially called S1, A1, and the like.
Well, I digress.
The point is, DreamFes around that time was still just an experiment… It was still an unpolished prototype, so there was no guarantee it would work as I’d expected.
So to take the responsibility of possible failure off me, I fixed someone else at the center of it. In other words, that someone was Tsukinaga-kun.
He was my stand-in protagonist. Thanks to him, I managed to collect a considerable amount of practical data and removed quite a bit of pus from the school.
Of course, we may call it a war or something along those lines, but there were no actual casualties.
The defeated continued on with their carefree lives, but in the later revolution, I made them my supporters.
Tsukinaga-kun continued his steady growth beyond my expectations, and his strength grew far too great…
So to put an end to all of that, I held Checkmate after my condition stabilized.
Checkmate… It was only DreamFes in history to be labelled with the letter C, and became the point at which the path split.
After that, the protagonist changed. I went into action, moving along our plan to conquer the Five Oddballs.
Tsukinaga-kun had exhausted his role. It was clear he was on the verge of a decline.
As he defeated his former comrades, one after another, he soon became resented by everyone and could no longer triumph in DreamFes battles…
But even then, he would cry justice, like Don Quixote, as he continued to fight the villains.
We were concerned with essentially the same things, so there were times when we fought together, too.
However, that relationship didn’t last long, either.
After all, he could probably guess what I’d been planning. He’d say something like “You’re the mastermind, huh~”, and challenge me on many occasions. Either way, I shot back.
He’d already been driven into a corner by then, and no one would stop to listen to the words of a bygone hero, now despised and ostracized.
In fact, people would gather around me in sympathy, telling me how bad they felt hearing such strange things being said to me.
I took advantage of every one of his actions to kindle the fire of my revolution. He burned up, disappeared… and everything went just as I had planned.
Just like the foolish naked king, you all just embarrassed yourselves in letting yourselves be used. I do offer my condolences, though I suppose I’m the last person you’d want empathy from.
It was a war. Those who were deceived are at fault, and those who survived preside as justice.
Of course I felt terrible, but I continued to tell myself that… And I stood atop your remains.
At least this sacrifice wasn’t in vain… All I can do now is assert this."
Why is he talking a such nonsense...(Y/N Mind)
That Fruity Slender Blonde Man noticed Y/N and approached her.
"Can i help you?" Ask the Blonde Man.
"U-uhm i-i-m sorry for overhearing you...and who are you?"
"I'm Tenshouin Eichi..." said the Blonde Man.
"O-oh i-i see... then... excuse me..."
Y/N rushed to her room leaving Eichi.
Fufu, what a cute gworl... can she gatekeep us...(Eichi's Mind)
Chapter 2
Y/N meets Eichi
End.