The Self-Proclaimed “Normal” Guy of The S-Class Academy

ed-nosed, forcing, self-proclaimed elites.
Don’t you know what they always say in club activities?　Don’t forget to be grateful.
You always say “Thank you very much” at the end of club activities.
Do you really think you can grow in sports or academics if you’ve been so arrogant since you were a student?”

　Now the Golden badges were listening to my words.

　They are top-notch athletes and honor students because they are special students.
The importance of gratitude must have been drilled into them by their instructors.
It’s just a matter of reminding them of it, which they had forgotten because of the magic of the batch.

“For example–I know someone like this.
She works on the grounds of the school without being asked to do so by anyone, but she does it without being noticed.
Early in the morning, with clean hands blackened and bent over at the waist.
There are people like that in this school.
If we forget to thank them, we will lose such ‘kind people.'”

　Chairman Butterfly sniffed faintly.
Her eyes were moist.
A blush appeared around her eyes as she stared at me.

At that moment, Glasses-kun, who had been silent for a long time, spoke up.

“I’m poor at home.
I’m going to study hard and become a special student like Rua says,…… I was eating a meal while flipping through my vocabulary book.
That’s why I didn’t notice Red Nose.
If I had, I would have given up my seat!　I respect special students!

　I clapped him on the shoulder.

“That’s admirable.
I respect you.”

　Glasses-kun’s cheeks flushed.

“Did you hear that, Rua?”

“…………?”

“You said it in the assembly.
The reason for this is to inspire the general public.
You are right, Rua Takayashiki.
You are right.
He is really inspired.
Are you going to interfere with him?”

“…… that’s …….”

　The pig mumbles and slumps down.

“B-but!　But that’s not the same thing!　Even Grandfather agreed to this system!”

“Then ask him first.
Let’s not do this anymore.
That old man has a soft spot for you, it will be fine.”

“There’s no way I’m telling him.!　You idiot!　Stupid, stupid, stupid Kazu!　You’re a turd!”

Turd head this, turd head that, I’ve got it.

　When this comes out, it’s proof that I’m mentally cornered.

　Public opinion is already leaning toward me.

Not only the silver badge, but even the gold badge is pointing an accusing finger at Red Nose for his arrogant comment.
Red Nose was so embarrassed by this that he shrunk down to hide behind the pig.

“Y-you guys, what’s the big deal?　We’re friends, aren’t we?　Don’t look at me like that.”

“………….”

“Don’t look at me like that!　Stop it!”

　You idiot.

You thought if you said that, you’d get the approval of the gold badges, didn’t you?

It’s the other way around.

Gold badges and the others saw in themselves their own arrogance and ugliness.
They forgot to be grateful, they ran amok, and they saw a part of themselves they didn’t want to see.
When shown our ugly selves in the mirror, we all want to turn away.
“We’re not this ugly!” That’s what they were led to believe.

　You failed.

　You should have trained your mind with judo.

　You should be alone and start over from the beginning.

“A-Anyway, I’m still going to continue with the badge system.”

Piggy is still stubborn.
As usual, stubborn as ever.
As one might expect, she is different from Red Nose.
Even if the whole school is against it, she will persist in her stubbornness.

All I have to do is drop her, and I’ll win.

　Now.

　The final touch.

“Hey, Rua.”

　I walked up to my former childhood friend, the pig.

　In a voice that only she could hear,

“Enough of this stubbornness.”

“What do you mean?”

“There is no need to go to such great lengths to hunt down Amane-chan.
There is no need to be hostile toward the president”

Piggy cowered her shoulders.

“W-W-W-W-W-W-What do you mean by that?”

At this point in time, She seemed to be trying to keep a low profile.

I glance at the president— she is still staring at me.
Perhaps out of anxiety, she is hugging herself.
That pose is not right.
It emphasizes the ” bosom” that is just bursting out of her.

If I turn my gaze further, I see Amane-chan staring at me.
After all, she is in the same posture as the president …… and her splendid “mochi” (rice cake), which is usually hidden by her hunched back, is clearly visible.

Let’s return my gaze to the piggy again.

　There it is, a flattened precipice.

“I’ll tell you something, Rua.”

“…………”

“A woman’s worth is not determined by the size of her breasts.”

“！！！！！！！！！　………………♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥”

　The pig’s eyes were immediately filled with ♥.

　With a refreshed face, she nodded her head and said, “Of course!” and brushed her golden hair back.

“I get it!　If Kazu insists that much, I’ll ask him to do it!”

“Yeah, Do that.”

　The cafeteria was filled with a blank atmosphere.

The chairman and Amane, who were looking worried earlier, are standing there with their mouths wide open.
What in the world happened? They look like that.
It’s like a lot of question marks are floating around on their heads.

　To the pig’s honor, let’s keep quiet for the time being.

　As long as she doesn’t mess with the rice cakes.

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