The Heroines Want to Confess

Chapter 436 436: Chika: Can I Become the President?

The vacation at the mountain villa didn't last long.

Because the time for Shirogane Miyuki to fly to America was approaching.

When that moment came, the whole student council had to see him off — just thinking about it already felt like a sad scene.

Even Sakurai Saki, no matter how strong his nerves were, wouldn't be able to endure that.

But fortunately, he had a way.

...

Mid-August.

Shirogane Miyuki and Sakurai Saki came to Shuchiin to clean up as usual, then organized in advance the documents that would need to be handled in the short period after the new term began. President Shirogane intended to finish all the work a month early to prevent the student council from turning into a chaotic hotpot while he was gone.

But then, something happened completely outside Shirogane Miyuki's expectations—

"…Sakurai, are you serious?"

In the student council room, Shirogane Miyuki pointed at the huge LCD screen on the wall, then pointed at his own face.

"That's right. So that you, Shirogane, even while in America, can still remotely participate in our daily conversations, I think this screen is absolutely necessary."

"Are you using me as a joke?"

Shirogane Miyuki could be certain — this request from Sakurai Saki was purely something he proposed because he thought it would be funny.

"How can you think that way about your brother? Am I the type of person who would use you as a joke?"

"That's not the problem. Why is this screen 'necessary'? Can't we just talk on the phone?" Shirogane Miyuki raised his right hand, trying to stop the strange ideas forming in Sakurai's head. "Are you saying you want to hang my image on the student council room wall?"

"Yes. That way you can talk with us across the ocean. International calls are expensive, I can't afford them."

"You're planning to mount my whole head on the wall?" Shirogane Miyuki couldn't believe it. Sakurai, reread what you just said — don't you think it's too much?

"What's there to worry about? It's not like it'll be a black-and-white screen."

"What the hell! So your head really is full of these ideas!"

What a real bastard, Sakurai — be a proper human being! I'm begging you!

I'm only 17! I still have a long life ahead of me!

"…If you don't want that, then how about I hang your photo in the student council room instead?"

"I'm not dead! What would you hang my photo for?"

"That's not what I mean, Shirogane. Even though nothing is wrong with you and your body is perfectly fine, with such a long distance between us, in practice you're not much different from being dead. And I don't mean physically." Sakurai Saki genuinely wanted to hang Shirogane Miyuki on the wall.

For no reason other than the fact that just imagining it was funny.

"Hey! Wipe that smile off the corner of your mouth right now! You've gone too far!!!"

Shirogane Miyuki shouted back, unable to hold it in any longer.

Sakurai Saki sighed: "…If you really don't want it, then forget it. I was just joking. Anyway, the time difference between America and here is huge. If you want to listen to our after-school chit-chat every day, you'd have to stay up until late at night."

"Haiz. Hearing you say that suddenly makes me feel lonely." Shirogane Miyuki said in a sad tone. "Studying abroad all alone, surrounded by people of different races, and even the language isn't the same."

Sakurai Saki put away his smile and asked with genuine concern: "How far have you gotten with English?"

"I've basically fixed my pronunciation, but there are still parts that aren't smooth… the habits I've had since childhood are hard to correct."

But Shirogane Miyuki was the kind of person who could do anything as long as he put in the effort — a true genius. Something this small, he had already improved a lot over the past six months.

To prove he wasn't lying, Shirogane Miyuki opened his mouth and spoke a few sentences in English.

Sakurai Saki also replied with a few sentences.

Then he nodded: "It should be fine. In my impression, your pronunciation is already quite similar to that of foreigners, but if it's a real American, hearing your 'japanlish' accent, they'd still know you're Japanese."

"…They don't need to hear it, they can tell just by looking, right?"

"You're right about that. Besides, discrimination against Asians over there is still pretty heavy. Ah, right, America is very chaotic—remember to stay safe. Otherwise, with an entire ocean between us, even if I want to save you, it'll be hard."

But next year, after Sakurai Saki fully mastered all his powers, small matters like that probably wouldn't be a concern anymore.

'Cross an ocean to save me? What are you, Superman?'

Hearing that, Shirogane Miyuki could only feel that Sakurai was joking.

But America really was chaotic.

There were shootings almost every month, but the place Shirogane Miyuki was going to could still be considered safe, and normally he had no plans to run around recklessly. After finishing his exchange year and returning to Japan, there shouldn't be any major problems.

"When school starts over here, I don't think it'll be too busy at first. If you guys have any trouble, you can send me a message..."

"Can we project it onto this big screen?"

"...why are you so obsessed with this big screen?"

Sakurai Saki looked away, "It's nothing."

At that moment, a "Creature of Chaos" entered through the door — pink hair, characteristic ribbon bow!

Fujiwara Chika walked in and immediately saw the student council's new screen, her eyes lighting up: "Oh my gosh!! The screen that Saki-kun won in the prize draw has been delivered already!"

"Prize draw?" Shirogane Miyuki blinked.

Huh?

So just because he won a prize, he wanted to make this huge useless screen serve some purpose?

I…

Shirogane Miyuki almost spat blood.

'So that's the reason? That's why he wants to hang me on the wall?'

"That's right. Last time Saki-kun went on a date with me at the shopping mall, we stopped by the mall's prize draw booth, and we ended up winning this giant LCD screen!" Fujiwara Chika announced Sakurai Saki's achievement.

Sakurai Saki nodded as well, wearing a proud expression.

Shirogane Miyuki tilted his head.

'He's this happy over winning one prize? Why?'

He didn't know that in certain strange aspects, Sakurai Saki had extremely exaggerated obsessions.

As an Esper with the title "Divine Son," Sakurai Saki's luck was actually good, but...

He could never beat a vending machine. Aside from that, he had never once won any prize from mall raffles!

Every time, it was always the lowest consolation prize — a packet of tissues. Anyone would think they were meant for wiping away his tears.

"This is amazing!! We can watch movies in the student council from now on!! This thing must be awesome for watching movies!"

Fujiwara Chika dreamed about the future, but Shirogane Miyuki poured a bucket of cold water over her—

"Secretary Fujiwara, after the new term starts, we'll be entering the crucial period before exams. We should focus more on studying."

He said this mainly for Chika's sake. Sakurai Saki's grades were not something he needed to worry about at all.

"I do study properly! Saki-kun can testify!"

She wasn't lying — recently, Sakurai Saki had indeed been teaching her, helping her review, and the results were excellent… well, how could they not be when he used his abilities?

Hayasaka Ai still thought that once they entered university she would leave Fujiwara Chika far behind, but she had no idea that Sakurai Saki was helping Chika cheat in a buffed-up way.

It was certain that one year later, Chika would proudly say:

I, Fujiwara Chika, achieved the results I have today— even getting into Todai — entirely through my own efforts!

Saki-kun, keep buffing me!

"Even if Secretary Fujiwara doesn't worry about studying, but..." Shirogane Miyuki spoke with a tone that was both serious and sincere: "Our student council term is about to end. Do you really want to trouble the next cohort, the new students?"

"Eh? Kaguya isn't going to be the next president? Then can I run for the position?"

Shirogane Miyuki: "?"

"I'm just kidding~ Third-years can't run anyway… I do understand that much."

Shirogane Miyuki let out a sigh of relief — he was truly terrified of the idea of Chika becoming the president.

Just imagining it was already horrifying.