I had got myself into trouble.

    No, it wasn’t that I didn’t get into the same class as Suzuno. That much was expected; I planned to enter the same committee as her again this year to make up for it. The trouble I was talking about was something that was unexpected even to me.

    “By majority vote, it’s decided that class 2-3’s representative is Yamaoka-kun.”

    Irresponsible clapping sounds echoed through the classroom.

    Class rep? Me? No way.

    “Congratulations, Yamaoka.”

    Said the homeroom teacher while smiling.

    I knew that he felt giddy about this because the class representative’s position was decided without much hitch, but, really? Me? This had gotta be a mistake.

    My gaze found the middle aged man’s face, but it seemed like he didn’t notice my gaze. Since he already started to work on deciding the other members of the class’ committee, I doubt that he’d even try to listen to my refusal.

    On the other hand, Motoyama was grinning at me. We got into the same class for the second year in a row, so it must have been him who recommended me to the teacher.

    This guy actually trolled me!

    I wanted to tell the teacher about it, but I didn’t have enough courage to do so.

    And so, this important role was forced upon me.

    Honestly, it sucked.

     

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