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The Midterms (Part 2)

"Y-Yes Kishou-sama!"

He moved my file to the other pile.

"Kouji Tenma-san. 1st Year E Class. Disqualified for bringing an illegal item, a phone, into the exam. Would you like to appeal?"

"No thanks."

Kishou picked up his file and handed it back to his big boob secretary. I wanna fondle her breasts so badly...

"Then, Kouji-san, you may leave."

"Can I make a request?" Kouji asked.

I think this is the first time I've heard him talk.

"What would that be?"

"Disqualify me from every other midterm being held this week."

My jaw dropped. Terasaka bursted into laughter. The two C Class girls held their breath. Daita ignored Kouji's ballsy statement. Mitsumori covered his mouth.

"This is a serious request?"

"Yes. I want to fail all the midterms."

"...Alright. We can arrange that to happen."

Holy. Shit.

"Thank you very much. King Kishou-sama."

Kouji exited the student council room without any remorse. He just threw away his entire future! Why the hell would he do that?!

"As for the rest of you, we shall hold your appeals now. Who would like to go first?"

Everyone looked at each other. Terasaka put his hand up.

"Very well then. Xuelan-san, if you could please escort the rest outside."

His big boob secretary nodded. Xuelan was her name, huh?

"Yes, King President Kishou-sama. If you all could please follow me. I shall accompany you to the waiting room."

The rest of us got up and followed her. Terasaka stayed in his seat as he faced against the seven students in front of him.

The waiting room was admittedly cozy. Though, without any of our phones or anything of note in our pockets, it was an incredibly boring wait. Xuelan stood in the corner, overseeing us.

The only entertainment I had was staring at her boobs and getting hard over it.

"Good going getting us both disqualified." Mitsumori broke the ice.

"How was I supposed to know you could get a pen from the invigilators?!"

"They clearly stated not to talk, whatever the reason."

"And you talked back!"

"To warn you about it!"

"Then it's just bad luck that one of them saw us talk to each other. You can't blame it on me."

"Ugh, and that's the most annoying part of this ordeal. I got myself into this mess by speaking back."

Well, at least he wasn't being arrogant about it. Despite having a white tie, he accepted his mistakes. I respect that.

Still, I didn't feel bad for disqualifying him. Whatever gives E Class the advantage!

"All our cases revolve around talking. I say we discuss and form a defence in our appeal." Daita said.

"What could we even say as a defence...? We might be appealing, but we're appealing to..." Esumi began to shudder.

"The King is... he's... he's like a monster!" Mitsumori spat. "I... I can't breathe or think straight in his presence! It's like a storm absolutely crushes me and thrashes me about like I'm nothing! And I'm A Class for god's sake!"