For the next two weeks, our school life went on as usual.While preparing for the Cultural Festival and the Sports Festival at the same time, she devotesherself to her schoolwork. It was a precious time when I could say that I was repeating the sameroutine as in a normal school.
Surprisingly, the relationship between me and Kei did not spreadfrom Sudo, and there was no sign of anyone new coming to know about us.It was the third Wednesday in the middle of September, after school. I was seated in the back ofthe class, and I saw the shadow of an unusual person coming into contact with Horikita, whowas seated in the centre of the front row.
"Hey, Horikita-san. I was wondering if I could have a moment of your time after this?"
It was Sato who approached her with a bit of reserve. She was one of the girls who never gotinvolved with Horikita.
"I have an errand to run to the student council in an hour, so if it doesn't conflict with that, fine.What is it?"
She didn't look dubious, but I guess she didn't have much experience being approached bySato. When she asked her curiously, she continued in a slightly whispered voice.
"We've been thinking a lot about what we're going to do for the festival, or so we said on -----.She asked us to let her know if we had any ideas."
"Yes. We're open to presentations, but ・・・・・・"
"Hey, hey, let me give a presentation. I've come up with an idea that will win this festival."
Sato's confidence was evident, but Horikita was not easily impressed.That's because not a few students had come to Horikita with ideas in the past ten days or so.Both boys and girls repeatedly make proposals to Horikita, as there is a quid pro quo ( Latinword meaning: a favour or advantage granted in return for something.)if the proposal is adopted.
The proposals range from the traditional to the bizarre, but one thingthey all have in common is that Horikita won't even listen to them if they just say the name of theevent.
On the same day that the reward for the idea was announced, Hondo immediately proposedthat we sell fried chicken because it was delicious.But Horikita kicked him off, telling him to go make a proposal.They didn't even show any willingness to accept it as an idea. The next day, undaunted, Hondosubmitted a proposal to make fried chicken, but all he wrote was a recipe for fried chicken thathe must have picked up from the Internet and a passionate speech about how much he wouldsell it for and how delicious it would be.Seeing the low-level proposal, Horikita explained again the importance of a proposal. If youwere to open a fried chicken shop, how much would the cost be, where would the store belocated, how many human resources would be needed, how much would the fixed price be, howmany customers would you expect to buy the food, and what would be the basis for that?She told them that she would only listen to the ideas of those who had put them togetherproperly.After that, it was thought that the number of people who easily approached Horikita withproposals would decrease, but surprisingly, the number of students who brought in elaborateproposals increased day by day.
Some of the ideas actually made it to Horikita's consideration list. However, none of theproposals has made it to the final stage of adoption.
"I'd like a copy of your proposal, then."
"Of course, I'm prepared, but... not here. Can you give me some time after this if you can?"
"Yeah? Well, okay, where do you want me to go?"
"I'll be in an empty classroom in the special wing in half an hour. I've got the teacher'spermission."
"Empty classroom?"
After saying that to Horikita, who curiously asked back, Sato turned away and met my eyes,which were looking at her, and immediately approached me.
"Hey, Ayanokoji-Kun. Do you have time after this?"
"Me? I don't have any plans after this."
"You heard what I said earlier, right? I need you to come with me and Horikita-san in half anhour."
"Why me too?"
"That's a secret for now. You'll know when you come."
Just like her attitude toward Horikita earlier, Sato's face was full of confidence.
"I'll be waiting for you then."
After checking the time on her cell phone, Sato hurried out of the classroom.
"What is it about her? She seemed so sure of herself."
"You mean she had thought of something special?"
"Even if she did, I don't know why I bothered."I don't know what that means, but I'll find out in half an hour.
Horikita and I decided to kill some time in the classroom before heading to the special building.
A/N: That's it for part 3 of chapter 1.
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Translated by ANIME ANYWAY on youtube.
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CotE: Year 2 Volume 5 Translation
FanfictionEdited MTL translation of the year 2 volume 5 of classroom of the elite. Credit to YouTube channel ANIME ANYWAY. Original work by Shōgo Kinugasa.