"No heckling during the assembly or speeches."
As Tatsuya reported to Mari, no one was foolish enough to attack Mayumi, so he felt no motivation for security duty. On stage, a student named Asano passionately opposed Mayumi's proposal, but none of their arguments swayed her.
(Emotional appeals won't change President Saegusa's mind. They should know that…)
Most students opposing the removal of the Course 1 restriction believed Course 2 students were unfit or simply didn't want them as council officers—childish reasoning. Tatsuya thought if Mayumi were swayed by such arguments, the academy would've crumbled under her presidency.
"This proposal lacks necessity. Course 2 students don't have the magical power to be council officers. Why bring this up now?"
"A magician's worth isn't just magical power. Council roles require competence, not strength. Magic alone doesn't qualify you."
"But this proposal is meaningless without suitable Course 2 students. You just want your favorite Course 2 student on the council, don't you?"
Tatsuya smirked at Asano's words.
("Favorite Course 2 student," huh? They must be really worked up to phrase it like that.)
Mayumi was retiring after this election, so even if she had a favored Course 2 student, it wouldn't matter.
"I'm not planning to pull strings. If someone's truly suitable, they'd be chosen without my input. My point is that excluding Course 2 students from council roles is absurd."
"That's just sophistry! You just want that Course 2 disciplinary committee member on the council! I saw you walking happily to the station with him yesterday!"
Tatsuya's smirk widened, barely contained, at Asano's hysterical outburst. He understood their emotional state but was exasperated since such a situation was impossible for him. Meanwhile, Mayumi blushed, seemingly pleased that their walk was mistaken for a date.
(Why react like that? You're just fueling the misunderstanding…)
Tatsuya was frustrated that Asano's words implicated him. If Mayumi had firmly denied it, the issue would've ended. Instead, her ambiguous stance—neither confirming nor denying—sparked whispers among the crowd about their relationship. Of course, she wouldn't let it slide.
"Your statement contains personal slander. As acting moderator, I order Asano-senpai to leave. If you object, provide evidence that President Saegusa has special feelings for an individual."
"I… I…"
Asano, driven by hysterics, had no evidence. Miyuki's merciless pressure froze the auditorium.
"…I retract that. You don't need to leave, but this discussion is over."
Hattori, shaken by Miyuki's intensity, regained composure and ended the debate—a fitting resolution. Mayumi's logical argument and Miyuki's overwhelming presence crushed the opposition, and the Course 1 restriction was abolished by majority vote.
The student council election followed, with Azusa taking the stage. Cheers erupted, her fans distinct from Mayumi's or Mari's. Tatsuya, watching from the wings, noted this.
Azusa bowed cutely and began her speech. Mentioning the recent decision to select officers, she was interrupted by hecklers.
"Is Azusa-chan into wild younger guys?"
"It's all about ability, right?"
Tatsuya figured Azusa would ignore them, and she seemed unfazed. But an unexpected rebuttal came.
"Who's mocking Azusa-chan?!"
"Coward! Come out and say it to her face!"
Some fervent Azusa fans began hunting the hecklers, nearly sparking fights among the crowd.
"Calm down!"
"Everyone, quiet!"
Hattori and Mayumi tried to restore order, but unrelated scuffles broke out, and the auditorium teetered on chaos.
"Silence!"
Miyuki's thunderous command, miraculously free of feedback, echoed. Her emotions unleashed a psion storm, her presence like a Queen of Ice. Mayumi, Mari, and Katsuto reached for their CADs to counter her magic, but a boy stepped in front of her first.
As if shielding her from the crowd, he stood firm, absorbing and quelling her raging psion storm. They seemed to exchange words, or perhaps nothing at all—nobody could tell.
"…My apologies for the disturbance. This isn't an idol concert or a place for jokes. Refrain from heckling."
Fresh from Miyuki's icy pressure, the crowd faced Tatsuya's sharp, steel-like intensity. Already subdued by Miyuki, they could only nod at his warning.
"Nakajo-senpai, please continue."
"Uh, yes…"
The oppressive atmosphere lifted, and Tatsuya's usual demeanor returned. Prompted, Azusa resumed her speech. No one wanted to face that pressure again, so the voting proceeded smoothly, like tamed sheep, and the election concluded without further disruption.
In the original, Tatsuya stayed silent, but I thought adding his pressure-laden speech would be fitting. Looks like the mob girls are smitten with him again…
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