Men are Difficult Creatures

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A ceremony to change the eras.

Last year, this change happened in October, but now it seems like it was pushed back. Though, in all honesty, if Nagumo's presidency wasn't filled with scandals, such a thing would've only happened after his graduation.

The moderator from last year was once again on the stage.

"The previous president Nagumo Miyabi has some parting words for you."

Stepping aside, Nagumo walked onto the podium and steadily approached the microphone.

What would he say? Regrets? Acknowledgements? Perhaps even a declaration.

"I'd like to thank you all for supporting me this entire time," Nagumo remarked and looked over at his fellow council members.

Manabu's words gave a different air. It was one of obligation as if he didn't want to be there or give up the title at all. Nagumo, however, speaks with no such emotionless obligation. That voice was sincere.

"If I had to say, my ambitions as president were only half fulfilled," Nagumo began.

So he is going the regrets route.

"A meritocracy which the strong survive and the weak fall. That's the path I envisioned for this school, but I guess I didn't do enough with the time I had," Nagumo stated without that usual burning confidence with him.

Then his expression changed into one of a smirk. One of pride and confidence.

The fire within him wasn't put out, and he has no intention of kicking back and watching the tides go by. That was the impression he gave.

"But I have to say that there is one thing I hope you all remember. The traditions of this school are boring. Rooted in boring customs and hypocritical notions. Remember that in the future," Nagumo stated bluntly.

It wouldn't be one of his speeches if there was nothing truly memorable to end it off. That's just like him.

He then bowed and stepped aside for the new president to make his opening statements.

"Ah, thank you, Nagumo. I haven't seen you as President for long, but you certainly made an impact," Yagami told him with a thin smile.

The formalities are all a hassle to deal with.

"Now, unlike the people in my position before me, I have no such ambition," Yagami stated bluntly with no emotions on his face.

The students who weren't paying attention to him before were doing so now.

"I have no desires to change this school with some grand vision. And, most likely, I'll give this seat up before the beginning of my second year," Yagami confessed nonchalantly.

A declaration or some more bait?

"Though that's not to say things won't change at all. From what I've heard, the president has the power to announce certain decrees from the second they're given the seat," Yagami spoke calmly, with an air of politeness and courtesy.

Though it didn't last. His face donned a knowing smile and he leaned in slightly. Almost like he was going to enjoy the reaction that comes from his next statements.

"4 months since these videos began, and you've all sat with the same people the entire time. It's a little boring, isn't it? So tomorrow, when the next one plays, let's have a new arrangement. I hope you'll enjoy the change of routine," Yagami stated with a smirk.

He gave a sharp glance to me, but then he directed his eyes back to the larger crowd.

The students had no words. Though they had listened to every word he said, they didn't cheer or argue. It was like their thoughts were too rapidly changing for anything coherent to come out. Not even half-hearted clapping.

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