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The Midterms (Part 2)

So he led all seven of us upstairs to the student council room.

He opened it, and boom! The entire student council was there, including the president and King of the school...

...Kishou Arashi-sama!

He was sitting front and centre of the appeal table. Seven seats were lined up, just for us. I took a seat at the far end in-between Kouji and Terasaka.

These guys were terrifying... I had no idea how I was going to appeal my case. By myself too! I'm not a lawyer! I might say something to make the situation worse!

Kishou-sama asked his secretary, a busty hot upperclassman with big boobs, to hand him some files. Oh god, it was our files.

He quickly read through each and placed them on the side. Putting his hand on the pile, he called for a name.

"Mitsumori Jiro-san. A Class 1st Year. Disqualified for talking before the exam could occur at 10:22am. Would you like to appeal?"

Kishou-sama's emotionless tone was scathing! He absolutely struck fear into both mine and Mitsumori's heart!

"...y-yes, your majesty."

Kishou pushed up his glasses and moved the file to a separate pile.

"Daita Hachirou-san. B Class 1st Year. Disqualified for talking after the exam finished at 12:40am. Would you like to appeal?"

Gah! Again! Daita looked like he'd crap himself!

"P-please... if possible..."

Kishou-sama slid the file to the other pile. Hey, I'm a poet and I didn't even know it.

"Esumi Chirie-san. C Class 1st Year. Dis—"

"I-I'm sorry King K-Kishou-sama! I-I'm so sorry for t-talking afterwards i-in the exam!! P-please, p-please let me appeal it!"

"...Of course. However, next time, please refrain from cutting in midway through. It's rude and disrespectful."

Kishou-sama's voice was terrifying... he was looking down at all of us, definitely... Esumi gasped and nodded desperately.

"Kamuro Hokyou-san. C Class 1st Year. Disqualified for talking after the exam finished at 12:34am. Would you like to appeal?"

Kamuro nodded yes weakly. She had tears in her eyes, I think. Kishou-sama moved the file.

"Terasaka Soichiro-san. D Class 1st Year. Disqualified for whistling in the exam at 10:20am. Would you like to appeal?"

"...Sure." Terasaka shrugged. "Also, drop the haughty attitude. I couldn't give a shit whether you're King or President. I hate the way you're looking down at me."

Kishou moved the file. Oh crap, Terasaka's starting beef with the most powerful student at school!

"I don't look down at you. It's simply a figure of your imagination."

"Wanna say it in a way that makes sense to a normal person?"

"In other words, you're scared of me."

"What? Why would I be scared of a guy like you?"

"You and I are both students at this school, so we are on the same level. If you think I am looking down at you, then you believe you are under me in the great chain of being, when that is not the case. You would only think that if you believe I am superior to you."

Terasaka narrowed his eyes and gritted his teeth.

"Mitsuba Jun-san. 1st Year E Class. Disqualified for talking before the exam could occur at 10:22am. Would you like to appeal?"