"No."
Horikita Suzune stood in front of Hikigaya, her expression even colder.
"Even so, why didn't the Student Council say so earlier? We've already rented these clothes now."
"If we rent new maid outfits again, our budget won't be enough either; this has already seriously affected the fairness of the Cultural Festival."
"You're using such sophistry to want Class D to change the maid outfit styles, actually to suppress Class D so Class B can get a better ranking, right."
As she spoke.
Horikita Suzune turned her head to look at Mashima-sensei.
Whether it was her or Hikigaya, the only thing they needed to win over was the opinion of the school represented by Mashima-sensei.
Since Hikigaya liked to use moral weapons, she only needed to pull the focus toward the fairness of the Cultural Festival.
After all.
What Hikigaya said made sense, but what she said was also a fact.
It was already too late to change clothes now.
This was a problem with the Student Council itself.
Even Nagumo Miyabi didn't care, only Hikigaya was abusing his power for personal gain.
This wasn't even a big deal.
In this era of female intellectual awakening, it's their freedom to wear what they want.
Even on the streets.
Women dressed fashionably are not uncommon; these maid outfits are perfectly normal.
"Mashima-sensei."
Horikita Suzune said in a deep voice: "Hikigaya is clearly abusing his power for personal gain and is completely unqualified to continue holding the position of Vice President; I hope the school can carefully consider canceling his Student Council duties, otherwise, this is unfair to our other classes."
"Hikigaya, Class D feels they've been treated unfairly; is there anything you want to say?"
Mashima-sensei said with a steady expression.
In fact.
Having been a teacher for over ten years.
The students he had seen were more than the salt Horikita Suzune and Hikigaya had eaten.
The two were not particularly outstanding students in terms of ability.
They weren't like Ayanokouji, who gave an unfathomable feeling, nor like Kouenji, who was so eccentric.
Mashima-sensei knew very well what the two were thinking.
As the most just and honest teacher in the school.
Naturally, he stood on Horikita Suzune's side.
After all, it was too late to ask Class D to change clothes now, and considering the impact on Class D's budget, it was indeed unfair.
But in his heart.
Despite knowing Hikigaya indeed wanted to abuse his power for personal gain, he was just better than Nagumo Miyabi at finding excuses.
However.
Mashima-sensei still stood on Hikigaya's side.
After all.
To put it bluntly.
Class D's maid cafe didn't look like students at all and indeed didn't comply with student regulations.
Such a view.
In this era, it would only be evaluated as old-fashioned.
Even as an adult.
Mashima-sensei was also unsure if it was good or bad; he just knew better than students the possible consequences of doing so.
In his heart.
As such a just, honest, and rigid teacher.
Mashima-sensei also didn't want to see students becoming like this, including Hikigaya.
However.
Work is work, and exams are exams.
He couldn't say much about it.
"That makes sense..."
Hikigaya frankly admitted it with a flat expression.
"Since that's the case, I will personally pay for a few silk scarves for you to wear around your necks during the Cultural Festival; that should be no problem, right?"
"???"
Horikita Suzune was suddenly a bit dumbfounded: "Why go to such lengths?"
Is this guy truly just or falsely just?
For a moment, Horikita Suzune couldn't even tell.
"I said it's offensive to public morals."
Hikigaya turned back and said: "Tsubasa, please go buy a few silk scarves and give them to Class D later, then bill me for it."
"Additionally."
Hikigaya glanced at Horikita and the others, his gaze sharp.
"Let me say this first: don't feign compliance while secretly opposing me on this point; I will send people for spot checks, and if I find out, fines will definitely be plenty."
After speaking.
Hikigaya led Nanase Tsubasa and the others to turn and leave, and Mashima-sensei didn't say much either.
Anyway, Hikigaya had volunteered to pay.
Then he was the one in the right.
Playing small tricks is just playing small tricks, there's no problem with that, but being obsessed with this kind of low-taste small trick is very stupid.
Even Ryuuen wouldn't bother playing such tactics.
Yet Horikita Suzune treated it like a treasure.
Forget it.
Hikigaya was also too lazy to pay attention.
Just banning it first would do.
In the corridor.
"What are you doing following along?"
Looking at Horikita Suzune who was following behind, Hikigaya was a bit speechless.
"Aren't you checking safety regulations? I am also a member of the Student Council and should also be qualified to participate."
Horikita Suzune said coldly, even a bit spitefully: "What about Class B?"
This guy.
Was just abusing his power for personal gain.
Yet he acted as dignified and awe-inspiring as a saint.
Horikita Suzune was truly a bit angry.
If he had the ability, go check Class B; she didn't believe he was truly so just.
"Alright then."
Hikigaya didn't pay any more attention; the group walked toward Class B's direction, and Kiryuuin, who was waiting outside the door, also hurriedly followed.
Class B's shop was in the last few classrooms.
Rent was free.
On the way.
They passed several more classrooms and a haunted house; looking at the warning signs placed at the doors, it was mostly clear they were Hikigaya's doing.
Only.
Horikita Suzune was even more confused.
Hikigaya actually didn't intentionally target anyone; even if there were some problems, as long as they were slightly corrected and reminded.
He basically let them pass if they could.
Looking at it this way.
He was completely targeting Class D.
Thinking of this.
Horikita Suzune became even angrier, staring at Hikigaya with teeth gritted in hatred.
This guy was always targeting her.
Too detestable.
Soon.
Everyone arrived at Class B's shop.
Tsube Hitomi, who was guarding the door, noticed the few people; looking at Horikita Suzune, Mashima-sensei, and the others, she immediately knew Hikigaya was on official business.
"Um... Hikigaya-kun, Horikita-san, is there something wrong?"
"Safety regulation inspection..."
Hikigaya jerked his chin toward the inside of the door: "Hitomi, please take Horikita inside to check..."
"Eh? Oh..."
Sensing the atmosphere was a bit off, Tsube Hitomi cautiously opened the door, clearly having an attitude of letting her check whatever she wanted.
Horikita Suzune glanced at Hikigaya and stepped inside; for some reason, Kiryuuin also ran inside, and Hikigaya didn't stop her either.
Soon.
The two came out again.
Horikita Suzune's pretty face was a bit aggrieved.
Clearly, Class B's good students were doing things very properly; not only did everyone know how to use fire extinguishers, but even the hygiene was very clean.
Even several girls invited her to eat cookies.
"What about the warning sign?"
Horikita Suzune said muffledly: "Why is there no warning sign?"
"Then what do you say we should write?"
Horikita Suzune was suddenly choked up.
After thinking for a long time.
She couldn't think of anything that needed warning.
Ordinary.
Meant having stood the test of time.
Although there were no brilliant spots, it also meant not making mistakes.
"Like patients with diseases such as hyperglycemia, they should at least be reminded."
Horikita Suzune thought of the haunted house they just passed.
When they passed just now, the third-year students had lifted the black cloth to reveal the warning sign.
"I feel that hearing the three words 'dessert shop'..."
This was just intentionally finding trouble; Hikigaya said indifferently: "...one should be able to know that sweet food is sold inside, right?"
"Still, something should be written..."
Horikita Suzune was suddenly choked up again.
"Otherwise, only Class B won't have a warning sign; this isn't fair."
"Alright."
Hikigaya didn't care either, instructing Tsube Hitomi to take out a small blackboard and write the warning on it.
[This shop's desserts are particularly sweet; hyperglycemic patients should be careful~]
By just slightly changing the writing style, it instead gave a playful and cute feeling.
"This won't do..."
"Then you do it."
Hikigaya nonchalantly handed the pen to her; Horikita Suzune suddenly felt like she had nowhere to start.
What else could a dessert shop need to be careful about...
"Is there anything else?"
"..."
Hearing this.
Horikita Suzune turned and left aggrievedly.
Don't know why.
Every time she saw Hikigaya, it made her angry..