Episode 33


    <b>Trantor : Missme Editor : Aru</b>


    “Uh….”


    In my remarks, Cassius looked troubled as if he had lost his words.


    The other students’ eyes were wide open, too.


    What is it? There were always people who rmended themselves during the presidential election.


    “Yes, I understand. You can rmend yourself as a candidate like Miss Spade, so don’t worry too much and raise your hands, everyone.”


    Rather, Professor Frain calmly wrote down my name and spoke in a calm voice as if she had experienced such a thing. Despite her attitude, the students began to buzz.


    “Such an attitude changes really fast.”


    Cassius murmured beside. I nced at him and retorted.


    “I have to do anything that helps me in my life. I can’t just stay still and let the opportunity pass like that.”


    Then Cassius spoke, wrapping his face in his hands.


    “Uh, such an opportunistic, but I like that side about you….”


    Then someone’s hand went up.


    “Professor.”


    At the low voice of calling himself, Professor Frain raised her head and answered.


    “Yes, Sir Ydhir.”


    An ordinary brown-haired boy got up from his desk and opened his mouth.


    Apparently, he was the only surviving follower of Eugene who did not participate in the DXeria case.


    “Ace-nim, no, I mean I rmend Sir Ace.”


    As soon as the words were finished, Ydhir immediately sank on his chair and bowed his head quietly as usual.


    “Okay, Sir Ydhir.”


    Prof. Frain wrote Eugene’s name on the paper right away. Then Eugene, who had not responded much, slowly raised his head towards the front and looked forward.


    ‘I’m d this election took ce in ss.’


    Perhaps if this election took ce in break time, he would have turned his eyes on me and bothered me.


    ‘Well, I don’t think he’d dere war as much as he did before.….’


    Perhaps if I hadn’t won the fourth round against Eugene and if it wasn’t for the DXeria case, Eugene would have been constantly picking a fight with me, perhaps even in ss.


    However, in the 4th round, I got angry like never before, and immediately after the game that day, an incident urred in which one of his followers framed me, which made us very awkward.


    In fact, after that day I had never had a simple conversation with Eugene.


    Honestly, it didn’t matter if Eugene ignored me, talked to me, or quarrelled with me. Of course, it would have been annoying if he started a quarrel.


    But Eugene had been avoiding me noticeably since that day, and when he made eye contact with me, he moved his eyes elsewhere.


    “Then, is there nothing more, everyone? It’s a bit difficult to conduct an election with only two candidates…….”


    At this rate, everyone must know that the ss president position was extremely troublesome. Otherwise, the reaction could not have been so calm.


    “Cassius.”


    “Huh?”


    I covered my mouth with one hand trying to whisper to Cassius and asking,


    “Cassius, aren’t you going participate? I think you’ll do well.”


    “I won’t.”


    “Why?”


    He stared at me at the words, and looking around at the ssroom, he moved his lips and answered.


    “The right person should get out. I don’t think I deserve to be ss president.”


    There was a subtle feeling in the way he answered with a very serious face. I didn’t know he’d think like that.


    “Are you sure there’s no one? If no one raises their hand in five minutes, we’ll go ahead and vote.”


    Prof. Frain seemed to have hoped the students would apply with a sense of crisis, but the students’ reaction was lukewarm. In the end, a vote was held to determine the ss president and vice-president of just two candidates, me and Eugene.


    “There’s really no one, right? Then we’ll go ahead and start voting right away.”


    Prof. Frain looked inwardly disappointed, but she waved her finger calmly with a face that showed like she couldn’t help it.


    Then a small piece of paper flew from the tip of her hand toward our desk one by one.


    “Please write down the name of the person you wished to be president on the piece of paper I gave you.”


    One of the ways was really simr to when I was in school in my previous life.


    Sometimes, it was amazing to realize that this school, which is also a merit-based school, resembles a normal school in my previous life.


    After opening the small folded white paper, I filled the nk paper with my name using print handwriting. For your information, I’m using it because I am not good at cursive handwriting. Just in case they couldn’t read my name.


    Not long after, Professor Frain walked up to take the piece of paper and that small piece of paper left my hand.


    ***


    “Miss Spade was elected as ss president with 21 votes, and Sir Ace was elected as the vice president with 9 votes.”


    Professor Frain’s calm words resonated in the ssroom.


    Even though the ss was not over yet, Astra, Rachel, and Rayl turned around and chatted as if they wanted to talk to me.


    All three had a yful smile on their faces.


    “Miss Spade and Ace, pleasee to my private room after ss. That’s all for today.”


    As soon as Prof. Frain’s words were over, the sound of rolling and dragging the chair was heard.


    “Congrattions, Yerine!”


    Astra and Rachel rushed at me, saying at the same time. I thanked them while hugging them with both arms.


    “Thank you.”


    When I finally let them go and face Cassius, Cassius said with a glimmer of a smile in his face.


    “I expected it, but congrattions, Yerine.”


    The rxed smile, which was made by slightly folding his yellowish eyes like a pumpkin, looked warm and mature.


    He lookedpletely different from a child in my dream who was shedding tears like ss beads.


    ‘…… is that boy really Cassius?’


    In the midst of such a thought, his words awakened my mind.


    “Good. I wasn’t after the ss president position anyway.”


    “Yes?”


    I was absent-minded and came to my senses and asked back. I quickly replied back to the thought that I had been out of my mind, roughly equivocate.


    “Oh, that’s right. I thought I’d be good if I became a ss president……. But I didn’t know I could make it happen.”


    Then Cassius smiled and talked.


    “Do your best, I’ll cheer you on.”


    As I looked at his softly curved yellow eyes while drawing a curve like a moon, I was captivated by the subtle mood.


    ***


    Prof. Frain said it was okay to return after giving us a brief message as an executive of the ss.


    Apparently, there wasn’t much work to do. It seemed that all we had to do was work on assignments, write ss diaries once a week, and leadrge or small events.


    But the 2nd-grade/sophomore executives had to attend student council meetings separately, so our job was probably better than that.


    I thought so when I came out of prof. Frain’s private room.


    As I nced back, I saw Eugene’s shiny silver hair.


    ‘I didn’t know he could be this quite….’


    At first, Professor Frain told me toe to the private room, which was annoying, but I tried to find Eugene in the ssroom and visit the private room together.


    But while being congratted, Eugene had already disappeared, and when asked I his follower Ydhir, he said he had already gone to Prof. Frain’s private room and arrived alone.


    As expected, Eugene had already arrived. He looked at me for a moment but soon turned his head. And we haven’t had a single word of conversation so far.


    “Hey.”


    I stopped walking ahead and opened my mouth looking back at Eugene walking behind me.


    “Why are you so quiet?”


    Only then did Eugene slowly raise his head and look straight at me with his blue eyes resembling the deep sea.


    “W, well what’s wrong with that? It’s none of your business.”


    It was notmon for Eugene to stutter.


    And I didn’t miss that he hesitated for about three seconds before speaking and that while speaking, his gaze moved outside the window.


    Come to think of it, Eugene and I were both adults here, but we were still 18 years old.


    ‘Such a clumsy.’


    The resentment toward Eugene has not disappeared at all.


    Still, since we became executives of the ss together, we will have many things to work on in the future, and we should be able to talk.


    “I’m sure we’ll have a lot of work to do together in the future. Are you going to stay so cold that way?”


    Then Eugene got angry and answered back.


    “What do you mean cold? It’s not like that.”


    “If that’s not the case then it’s okay.”


    I held out my hand at Eugene standing with a slight blush.


    ‘I’m letting you know I’m a really big person, kid.’


    “Then let’s do well in the future. As long as you have the position of responsibility, you have to work hard.”


    For some reason, Eugene stopped talking and looked at me with surprised eyes. The slightlyrge, blue sapphire eyes rolled busily, alternating between my face and hands.


    Eugene, who was seriously contemting whether he wanted to hide his expression, bit his lips and held out his right hand after a while.


    “Just try to fool around, Spade. You’re the one who asked me to do well first.”


    Though the lines were thin, I felt the feeling of the elongated hands. Unlike what he looks like, his hand contained warm heat.


    I grabbed his hand and waved it slightly.


    “You’re the one.”


    I still can’t forget the light of the sunset thates through the window and his blue eyes that shine as if they had a jewel in them.


    ***


    All the sses were over, and it was dinner time.


    “Well, the time hase.”


    I took out a pocket watch and opened the cover to check the time.


    5:27.


    It was three minutes before the appointment. My promised partner was none other than Erica. It wasn’t a big reason. I was waiting for our appointment to meet in front of the library to chat over dinner together.


    ‘I can’t believe I’m eating with my favourite heroine……with her is always refreshing, I’m excited!’


    Of course, at first, I didn’t know if rice went into my mouth or nose because I was watching Erica’s face.


    While I was so absorbed in such thoughts, a low voice came from behind my back.


    “Yerine…”


    Even if I didn’t see it, I could know immediately who the owner of the voice was.


    Her voice was so cute as usual, but I was a little worried since her voice seemed to be a little weak unlike usual.


    ‘Is she tired today?’


    The moment I turned around and saw the girl with pink hair, I cried in horror.


    “Oh, my God, what the…..Erica!”


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