[Comprehensive] Superpower's Strength Supremacy Classroom

"Qimu? Are you okay yesterday?"

The next morning, Ayanokouji asked me as soon as I entered the classroom.

'all right'?This word has two possible meanings in this sentence, but according to the situation I showed yesterday, no matter how I think about it, I am asking if there is any problem with my body.

"It's okay, it's just a sudden headache."

"That's good, because after I went back to the dormitory, I knocked on your door and there was no response."

"Because I fell asleep."

Ayanokōji nodded: "I guess it's the same. Speaking of which, the result of our discussion yesterday..."

"A group performance at a cultural festival?"

"Yeah, you were not here last night, and it has been preliminarily settled."

So?

I looked at Ayanokōji silently, but he misunderstood: "Well, the script has already been handed over to a few girls. Hirata and the others said they planned to create an original plot..."

I continued to stare at him.

A drop of sweat dripped from Ayanokoji's head: Oops, Saiki doesn't think I've told the story of the boy with superpowers, does he?

what's on your mind?Who cares about that... I mean, what does this have to do with me?

"That's it..." Ayanokōji heaved a sigh of relief, although he was covering his nose, "That's it, didn't Hirata say he wanted to listen to your opinion yesterday..."

speak English.

"Well, actually... Kushida said he wanted me to perform on stage."

"..." Hearing his words, I immediately took a few steps back, away from him.

"Hey……"

"Needless to say the rest, I won't accompany you."

Ayanokouji: It's... so sad, isn't it?

"I don't want to perform on stage either... But Hirata and Kushida have asked me so much, if I refuse..."

Ah, I think so too, it's not easy to refuse, so I won't give them a chance to ask.

——But they won't invite me, I'm safe.

Having said that, Ayanokouji was chosen because of his outstanding looks, right?The performance of the cultural festival is for the whole school and all visitors, not to mention the latter. If his appearance advantage is discovered and noticed by many people in the school, it will not be a good thing for me.

Just when Ayanokōji thought the topic was over as usual, I said again: "However, you are not good at acting, are you?"

"Eh?" Ling Xiaolu was stunned: Qi Mu...is he actually interested in this aspect?You don't always care about me, do you?While thinking about it, he replied, "Yeah... I'm not boasting. Since I was a child, I have no talent or experience in acting at all."

Then you are a ghost.

"No, Ayanokōji-kun!"

A lively voice suddenly appeared behind Ayanokōji, and he turned his head in shock. Kushida was pressing his hands on his desk, leaning forward, and repeated earnestly: "You can't think so!"

Hey, when did Kushida come over?Qi Mu didn't remind me!After all, it was too close... Ling Xiaolu took two steps back before standing firmly: "Why not?"

"Almost none of us have any acting experience! Don't you think it's meaningful to work hard together, Ayanokōji-kun?"

"Ah..." Ayanokōji thought wildly about what to do, "Uh... how to say... I'm not good at being with many people..."

"But we're all classmates! And it's good to make a few more friends by taking advantage of this!"

"Even if you say so..."

Ayanokouji: Damn...don't compare me with you, Kushida!If I had the ability to make friends, I would have made them long ago!If I agree to participate in the performance, the biggest possibility is to become a marginal character... I am such a useless person!

I don’t know if it’s better to belittle yourself or to recognize yourself clearly.

"...Sakura-san also agreed to join!" Kushida added.

"Eh? Sakura?" Ayanokōji was taken aback, and looked in the direction of Sakura's seat, and found that she was looking at this side, and when she looked at her, Sakura trembled and buried her head down.

"Would she...will be willing to perform in front of the whole school?"

To be honest, I was also a little surprised. Sakura's character is introverted at best, and autistic at an exaggerated level. For her, being exposed in front of everyone should be an unbearable thing.

Kushida was also very puzzled: "Sakura-san said...wants to learn to be more imposing...something like that?"

what?

"It's more imposing... This sentence sounds a little familiar..."

Wait, isn't that what the 'Nan Zisang' said at the time?

...Believe me, I was just saying it casually, how could I know that Sakura really wanted to do this as a creed in life?Although it is a good thing that her personality is a little more imposing, but now she is just forcing herself, right?

"...Speaking of which, is Saiki-kun going to join too?" Kushida said and turned to look at me.

"No, I'll forget it."

"Eh—why?"

I didn't answer, I looked out of the door, a second later Sudou pushed the door and entered——

"Hey! Something is wrong!"

"Oh, it's Sudou, why? You got into a fight again?"

Someone was joking with him.

"Of course not! Listen to me, I just heard that the people in Class C are discussing about preparing for the cultural festival!"

"what--???"

Great, muddled through.

"...Sudou, what do you mean by that?"

"That's right! Our class should be the only ones who know about the cultural festival, right?"

"How do I know, that's why I said something bad happened!" Sudou shouted.

The students began to talk about it.

"No way... won't our class advantage be gone?"

"It's fine for class A and class B, but why is it class C?"

"Hey, tell me, could it be that someone in the class told about the cultural festival?"

"No way... what is that man doing?"

"Who knows? Maybe they exchange news for money or something. Think about it, if everyone in Class C pays [-], it will be a huge sum of [-] points, right?"

The topic was getting worse and worse. At this time, Hirata had no choice but to stand up and maintain order: "Everyone, calm down first!"

Seeing that the students stopped to listen to him, Hirata took a deep breath: "I trust everyone in class d, so I hope you don't make wild guesses about the students around you. Since we can hear the news of the cultural festival from the physical education teacher, maybe Class C can also find out from other places, right?"

"Um……"

"Hirata-san is right! At this time, we need to work together!" Kushida also walked to the front and said sincerely to everyone, and then Karuizawa raised his hand: "Hirata said That's right, and we still have an advantage now, right?"

"Indeed, apart from Class C, Class A and Class B probably don't know about the cultural festival, right? Class C will definitely not tell them..."

"Class A and... Class B?" Ayanokōji said to himself.

"What?" Horikita, who had been indifferent to the group performance discussion before, glanced at him at this moment.

"It's nothing."

"Are there any bad thoughts in your mind?"

"I said nothing..."

Regarding this matter, Horikita, you guessed it right, some bad thoughts are indeed turning in his mind... Ah, it's none of my business anyway.

I just need to be a passer-by watching, and the world will be peaceful.

"...All in all, we have to speed up our progress, we can't be left behind by Class C!"

"That's right, so we..."

"—Boom boom boom."

Suddenly, there was a knock on the front door of the class, and following the prestige, Mr. Chabashira stood expressionlessly at the door.

"I said you—have you forgotten that it's still time for school?"

"..."

"sorry!"

"Give me a good lesson!"

"……Yes."

……

Class C also knew about the cultural festival information, which greatly stimulated the students in Class D, and their enthusiasm was mobilized at once. It must be considered a blessing in disguise... No wonder!In order not to appear obtrusive, I also need to mix some unimportant things in it.

The script for the group performance has already been written. I read it a little bit. It is a very ordinary script of love and love, but it is full of dog blood. If the audience is female high school students, there should be many people crying after reading it... Well, success in a sense.By the way, Ayanokōji still couldn't escape Kushida and Hirata's persuasion in the end, and was forced to perform on stage at that time, ah, come on, if I have time, I will probably take a look or two.

And I managed to get a job doing odd jobs in the class quietly. The display project in the class was finally decided to be a haunted house. I was one of the few people who collected tickets and arranged props. , but tens of thousands of times better than performing on stage.

On the eve of the cultural festival, Qi Mu's family...

Mom finished cooking and saw Dad sitting alone at the dining table: "Really, Dad, you forgot to ask Xiao Kong to eat dinner again!"

"Ah? Ah! I'm sorry, that kid Sorasuke doesn't have telepathy? I almost forgot!" Dad said to the upstairs room, "Hey! Sorasuke! Come out for dinner!"

"Okay! Right now!"

Immediately there was a response from Saiki Sorasuke from upstairs.

"—Ah, is it time for dinner again?" Sorasuke was in the basement at this time, the sound was transmitted through a small speaker, and he was lying on the experimental table.

"Really, Kusuo encountered something..."

"Small Empty ~"

"Mom, here we come!"

Sorasuke carefully put the experimental materials into the isolation cabinet, disinfected his whole body in the disinfection room next to him, then took off his white coat and gloves, and went downstairs.

"Xiaokong, I heard that Xiaonan's school will open a cultural festival in the next few days, let's go to his school together!" After the family finished dinner, my mother suddenly remembered.

Sorasuke stood up and helped put away the tableware. Hearing this, he said with a smile, "No mother, I have a lot of things to do recently."

"Hey... are you fighting again?"

"No, there is really something to do."

"Mom hopes you get along well!"

Sosuke laughed lightly.

"Of course, he is my dear brother after all."

Back in the laboratory, Sorasuke stretched himself, all the bones in his body were creaking.

"Ah... my waist hurts so much, and my neck too. If you are a person with super powers, you won't have this trouble."

While talking to himself, Sorasuke sat down in front of the experiment table again, looking at the tentacles still wriggling in the isolation cabinet: "Kusuo really... gave my brother a big gift."

As he spoke, he operated the instrument, cut a piece of tissue from the tentacles, and put it in the prepared solution to react.

"However, to defeat you, Kusuo...Of course I have to rely on myself. What's the point of becoming such a strange thing even if I really defeat you?"

Although there is no way to use telepathy on himself, Kusuo still knows this, so he just threw this thing to himself, right?

"Ahhh, it's completely... been seen through..."

Sorasuke covered his face, and started to muffle a laugh.

……

In the evening, Ayanokouji came and knocked on my door.

"Come in." I opened the door for him, and Ayanokouji was startled.

Ayanokōji: You actually let me in so simply this time?

Because the proposal you want to say has won my heart.