chapter 15
15 – 4. Effort, Growth, and…(2)
I kicked in the door of the student council room.
The sudden appearance drew attention.
Um. This is how long a reunion should be. I scanned them with both eyes.
Not a single one is kind.
“Dyers. What are you doing here?”
The student council president, who would be perfect if he turned ice into a human, glared at me with tired and annoyed eyes.
She’s fed up with Dyers’ madness, and she hates me.
No one properly defended her spear even in [Pro Seven], So you should never get caught up in it.
Do you have holes in your body?
“Bocchan. What are you doing here?”
Bel Beria, a maid of the Howlan family and secretary of the student council.
There is a record of Dyers hitting her in the head as soon as she was kicked out of Howlan.
Of course, that’s entirely Dyers’ karma, so there’s no ill feelings.
Latina… Doesn’t seem to exist, and the rest…
“Are you Dyers-senpai? Nice to meet you.”
A handsome, green-haired male student offered to shake my hand.
Of course, I ignored it lightly.
The male student, who was ignored for a handshake by me, put on a puzzled expression.
The boy’s name is Cont. She is not as good as Howlan, but she is the eldest son of a well-known family.
She has a strong sense of pride because of that.
“Hu, didn’t someone say hello?”
“Are you my successor?”
“Yes.”
“It is polite to say your name first when greeting someone.”
“…Cont. Laur Cont.”
He glared at me after answering reluctantly.
As expected, I went to the main topic after ignoring it lightly.
“Today, I did not come here for trivial small talk like this.”
Dyers sets the mood with his arrogant and cheesy tone. The basis of negotiations is to create an atmosphere first.
Persuasion is next.
I tried to set the mood, but the president’s eyes were like, ‘So what to do? It was kind of snowy.
No, after playing for 23,000 hours, you can just read your thoughts in your eyes??
Belveria’s work-weary eyes were similar. Everyone is busy, so don’t think and go.
If everyone comes out like this, let’s draw aggro with a topic that will attract attention.
“I’m not here to make fun of you who are tired.”
“So what’s the point in the end.”
“I’m busy, so let’s talk quickly.”
“……”
Don’t stop talking.
“I’m here to discuss the future of this Beatus Academy with you guys.”
The student council president stopped the pen he was writing on.
And then he said with a fishy laugh.
“Hmm… Your opinion on the future of this academy?”
The beauty’s smile, which is full of dark circles due to work, but rather has a sense of decadence, was stimulating.
The student council president is surprisingly bored and hates boring things. And now, she found her prey.
“I’ll allow you to tease that proud muzzle. Say it.”
Saying that, she crossed her long legs and made a triangle with her hands.
That posture means that you are looking forward to it.
I spoke to meet her expectations.
“What I’m trying to say is simple.”
Her I opened her palm and held it out to her.
“Give me the money.”
More money deep. Thank you Pine.
.
Quick. Fall out.
The pen the chairman was holding was smashed.
That must be made of iron… How did it break?
This level of intimidation is more than Dire Wolf. Unfortunately, there was no dagger to pierce his thigh this time.
It’s impossible to run away.
“It’s my fault for listening to you for a moment. Get out of here.”
In an extremely angry tone, the chairman issued a congratulatory order.
“That kind of person was my senior…”
Cont looked at me with contempt.
“Whew…”
Beria just brushed her hair and let out a sigh.
“Shame on you asking for money after being kicked out for so long. You don’t deserve to be a noble.”
“Is it wrong to come to collect severance pay?”
“…What?”
Yes. Severance pay. The money that is absolutely necessary to save Furu’s family and prevent him from becoming a villain.
The Beatus Student Council gives severance pay.
“According to Article 3 of the Student Council Act, all members of the student council can receive retirement pay when they retire. 3,000 Gold for one year, 10,000 gold for two years, and 15,000 gold for three years.”
The face of the student council president, who was extremely angry at my words, became calm again. She said, tapping her desk with her pen.
“…Are you sure you want to take that money?”
Dyers had been a member of the student council since freshman year, and he was fired in March of his junior year, so he could get two years’ wages.
Actually, it was money I didn’t want to receive. This severance pay actually exists only in name, and few students actually received it.
Since the student council is usually composed of aristocrats, it was standard practice to donate for honor without lack of pocket money.
On the contrary, there were very few people who took money without donating. If you are aristocrats, you are buried in the aristocratic society for not being honorable, and if you are a commoner, you are unknowingly restricted from advancing to the higher society. High-ranking people don’t want money-discovering workers.
In other words, the loss is greater than the gain.
Of course, from my point of view, who suffered social burial anyway, receiving it is a benefit. Odium is really scary.
“Yes, right now.”
I urged the president’s arm as if to give the money right away.
The chairman made a ridiculous expression.
It doesn’t matter at all whether it’s the face of an aristocrat, a burial, or something.
The important thing is always money.
Gimme it!
“…You always show the bottom.”
She pressed her forehead with her beautiful hand, as if to put up with her headache.
It was a rare scene.
It’s rare for her to openly reveal her feelings.
I saw this scene only three times in Pro Seven, once when the academy was attacked in chapter 8, the second time when the academy collapsed in chapter 10, and the last was when a bigger accident occurred.
As expected, I am amazing.
“It looks like you’ve done a lot of research, but severance pay isn’t that easy to give.”
“I know. I heard your finances aren’t very good.”
“The one who knows that…”
Perhaps during this time, a lot of buildings were destroyed by monster attacks, and the student council’s funds were leaking.
But can you give me 10,000 gold (100 million)?
“Above all, did you forget that you were ‘dismissed’ rather than an honorable ‘retirement’? Dismissal is…”
“Yes. That’s why I came to correct the dismissal to retirement.”
The chairman opened his eyes wide as if he was surprised by my words.
In order to get what you want, you can’t do anything if you blindly push.
You should entice the other person by gently shaking a tasty bait under the pretext of what they want.
“Chairman. As you all know, the day I left the student council. A sloppy vote on that day will not result in dismissal. A temporary dismissal may be possible.”
In other words, I am currently in an ambiguous position in a state of temporary dismissal, which is neither a state of retirement nor a state of dismissal.
This is a fact that Latina herself mentioned when Dyers’ body was found during summer vacation.
“……”
“Of course, it was not a bad choice since that action alone could get rid of all the benefits that were provided to me, but the dismissal has not yet been finalized. However, to permanently oust me, I need the consent of those children.”
The two pillars of this academy along with the student council.
Delegates.
The two organizations, which were created to keep each other in check from birth, had a deformed structure in which they had to obtain each other’s consent when dismissing their personnel.
When a member of the student council is formed, the consent of the representative is required, and conversely, when a member of the representative is cut, the consent of the student council is required.
What if I attract delegates in this situation?
The chairman can never dismiss me.
“Whoa… I wondered if I was a bit stupid, but then when did you come and investigate something like this again. I really hate you as expected. Howlan Dyers.”
She sighed in disgust. Beria didn’t say anything, and Cont was still staring at me openly, as if he didn’t like me very much.
The atmosphere is getting colder. Let’s slowly release the bait.
That was when I was about to open my mouth.
“If you want to listen to me, I can’t listen to you anymore. Do you have no pride as a nobleman? Are you doing this here to get a penny?”
The successor to Dyers. It was a cont.
“I know how retirement is done, not dismissal. It’s an event-style retirement ceremony where the successor and the senior take care of each other and wish each other for the future. But I have absolutely no intention of wishing for your future.”
Yes. I wonder what you think
But I did a good job of saying what I wanted to say. I don’t like cringe events like that.
I ignored Cont’s words and spoke to the chairman.
“I propose a bet.”
“Bet..?”
“If I lose, the consent of the delegates necessary to get me out of office. I’ll take responsibility for it.”
“…I’m tired of being flustered. You asked for severance pay a while ago, and now you accept the request for dismissal? Tell me the prerequisites straight away.”
“As he said earlier, in order for me to save ‘retirement’, I have to hold a retirement ceremony to compete with him.
I’ll ask. Are you willing to compete with me?”
“No.”
That’s right. I have to retire, but if my successor doesn’t agree, I can’t do it. It’s just an indefinite temporary ban.
On the other hand, from the standpoint of the chairman who wants my dismissal, I cannot be dismissed unless the delegates give permission.
When both sides want different things, it’s definitely a bet.
“Then I’ll ask again. Do you have any desire to destroy me?”
“……What do you want to say!!”
In the end, the concert exploded. Of course I ignored it.
“If I win against him in the retirement match, give me severance pay. Of course, if I lose, I will get severance pay as well as a letter of agreement if I am dismissed from the delegates without saying anything.”
“What..?”
“And I will not appear in front of the student council for the rest of my life. How is it?”
At my words, the chairman put on a dumbfounded expression. No, everyone made stupid faces.
The chairman glared at me for a while as if observing me, then tilted his head as if he didn’t understand.
“You don’t seem to know anything. The con is weak, but much stronger than you. What’s the plan behind suggesting such a bet?”
“That guy offended me. Wasn’t it up to the senior to correct the habits of the successor?”
I deliberately put my feelings into it and pointed at the cont as I said. Blood seems to rise to Cont’s face.
After that, I broke the control several times. Putting my feelings and emotions rather than logic.
“Hmm…”
The chairman raised one corner of his mouth as he looked at my emotional appearance.
That’s it.
Until a moment ago, she had been suspicious of my ploy in proposing a bet, but she came to think that there was nothing like that, it was just an emotional move.
It was fortunate from my point of view that Dyers was originally emotional and stupid.
The odds of Conte winning me are probably over 95%.
She From her point of view, she won’t be able to see Dyers forever, and she can even embarrass Dyers, who will be broken miserably, so there’s no reason to refuse.
“Okay. Do you agree?”
“So, doesn’t that mean you just have to beat that bastard, no, senior? I’m confident!”
“You guys decide the place. Instead, the time will be noon in a week.”
“Good.”
Everyone here right now is convinced that I can’t win.
I quietly laughed inwardly.
“The bet is settled, so let’s go. Oh, and you guys.”
“What else?!”
“It’s not ‘that petty money’. There are people who have had to lose their families and become unhappy because they don’t have the money you take lightly.”
“……What do you mean?”
“If you are an aristocrat, especially, you shouldn’t ignore money.”
You’re misunderstanding something, but he’s Dyers and I’m not.
“I have nothing to lose to the plants in the greenhouse that have never made money myself.”
Cont clenched her fists at my words.
This is f*cked up. A retirement ceremony could be a retirement ceremony in a different meaning.
I finished my business and headed for the door.
Kikiiik.
The student council door opened by itself! What? Is it the president’s concern?
“Dears…! You crazy…Ugh…”
In front of me was a gasping Latina.