〈 Episode 335 〉 Episode 327 – It’s the Student Council President’s Office…
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Following the path opened by the protesters, we headed to the dormitory.
Just Ayeon and I took our steps.
Dressed in pure white uniforms to commemorate the first day.
“What wind blows that you’d only call me alone?”
“Because you were the only one available.”
“Indeed, it seems you’re right about being the direct consort.”
Straight toward the student council president’s office.
The other heroines were hurriedly moving their stuff into the newly chosen dormitory.
Of course, it was an academy we didn’t plan to stay long in.
But still, I thought I’d at least like to be comfortable in my final residence.
“I’m curious about how big Elcia’s dormitory is going to be.”
“Right. Even when you were in the silver rank, it was too spacious for just you.”
“That’s true.”
[You keep forgetting this is a hunter novel, huh?］
‘…Honestly, I sometimes get confused too.’
After walking for a while, we finally arrived at the room with a nameplate that read “Student Council President’s Office.”
However…
“…This is a bit of a mess, huh?”
“…Honestly, sleeping on the street would be more comfortable.”
The student council president’s office had quite a few issues.
Windows broken in every size, without a single one left intact.
A sofa barely holding its shape, mutilated by sharp objects here and there.
A bookshelf intended to hold books was now nothing but a collapsed skeleton of wood.
The desk and chair for the president’s work were about the only things still usable.
In addition to that, the walls were splattered with graffiti like “Kim Shinwoo die!!!” all over.
And for some reason, cockroaches and rats were scurrying around.
You wouldn’t even believe this was a student council president’s office.
[Look, there go some emergency rations.］
‘Are they filming Snowpiercer or what, you fuckers?’
But with the nameplate and the texts I received, this was the only place it could be.
In the end, good or bad, this space meant it was the student council president’s office.
Seeing various traces, it was clear someone had visited before me.
Mostly professors or second-year students rebelling against me.
Well, I didn’t care about such traces; my heart had already worn out.
“Get out of the way. If you keep this up, shall I have Elcia come over and eat you?”
Scurry, scurry, scurry!!!
As soon as I said that, the cockroaches on the desk quickly fled.
No matter how much of a cockroach they were, they couldn’t ignore the weight of Elcia’s name.
Seeing that, Ayeon frowned and waved her hand.
“You, why don’t you just kill all those bugs?”
“Leave them be. They’re all precious lives trying to survive.”
Then one cockroach climbed onto my hand.
“YOU LITTLE SHIT, ARE YOU TRYING TO DIE?!”
Squish!!!!!
I instantly crushed it with my hand.
“…Didn’t you just say they were precious?”
“Not this one.”
Washing my hands roughly, I returned to my seat.
Still, being the student council president’s office, it was piled high with various documents.
That was probably the basic workload of the student council president.
But that’s not what I wanted.
So, I started rummaging through the mountain of papers, knocking them down.
“What are you so busy looking for?”
“Just a moment… ah, here it is.”
It was the budget plan, one of the student council president’s authorities.
It allowed some adjustments to the department budgets allocated to each department.
And it lets me use the academy’s budget as I see fit within the means.
A paper that’s light in weight but heavy in content.
The position of student council president is said to look good on resumes.
The reason I became the student council president was solely for this.
[…Are you planning to abuse power from the first day?］
‘It’s utilization. Utilization.’
First, I decided to adjust the department budget allocations.
For my cooperating ability users, the Access Control Department, and dining hall budgets, to the maximum.
And minimize the rest of the departments.
“Die, you fucking bastards.”
It won’t be a long-lasting academy, so that department budget can only be used for a limited time.
But at least compared to before, I’d be able to live comfortably.
Next was the academy’s overall budget.
I had already thought about this from the beginning.
Until now, I had only thought about it without expressing it in reality.
But now was the time to write down what had been in my head.
Even if it was insignificant details, I filled it in densely for a clear conclusion.
Timing, scale, quantity, and so on, very diverse.
And finally, I finished by writing my name in the signature area.
“I’m done.”
“Really? It didn’t take as long as I thought.”
Ayeon, who had been dozing off, lifted her head to look at me.
She reached out for the paper I had written.
“Can I show this to you once?”
“Here you go.”
The position of student council president, which allowed me to use the academy’s budget freely.
That’s the image of a student council president I had known.
But the reality was a bit different.
“Uhm… you?”
“What? Is there something strange?”
“Why did you leave the reason for request field blank?”
The applications require very specific reasons.
What they were asking for was way too detailed.
And honestly, it felt absurd to have to go that far.
I’d rather read a poorly translated game than this.
[It’s not like the chief had some influence in this, right?］
‘That wouldn’t be entirely impossible.’
It was probably a measure to prevent the abuse of the student council president’s power.
But I put it on the desk nonchalantly and waved my hand to Ayeon.
“Don’t worry about that. How about you come over for a moment?”
“Okay.”
At that moment, when Ayeon approached me willingly, I suddenly hugged her tightly.
“Uh? Uh?”
“Why so surprised? Is this not okay?”
As Ayeon buried her face in my embrace and breathed in deeply, a hot breath escaped.
With a goofy grin spread across her face.
“No, it feels so good. I’m so happy.”
I gently stroked Ayeon’s head and back.
As Ayeon scratched my back, expressing her happiness, I carefully leaned in to whisper in her ear.
“Ayeon, do you remember you promised to grant me a wish?”
“I don’t know. When did you say that?”
As Ayeon tilted her head, I lightly bit her ear this time.
A mix of scolding and affection.
“Why don’t you know? It’s our memory.”
“Whaaaat! C-Cheating is not good in a surprise attack!”
As Ayeon shuddered and recoiled, I whispered again.
“It was around chapter 65 or 66. When we were fighting the deer.”
“…Isn’t it odd to remember that when we’ve passed over chapter 300?”
[How has this story been alive from then till now?］
‘Well, the editor asked me to take it easy, so I held back since then and somehow it survived.’
[……I’ve never seen the word ‘restraint’ lose its value so quickly.］
In the now-empty student council president’s office, I began to touch and probe Ayeon’s body.
Ayeon trembled again, shivering, as she suddenly started to undress little by little.
“Do you mean you want to do it here as your wish?”
Ayeon kept swallowing the drool spilling out.
Gently nibbling and licking my neck, as if she were ready right then.
Like it didn’t matter at all that this filthy space was around.
“Anyway, if it’s you, I’d do anything.”
“Really?”
“Of course! You’re my beloved lord.”
I hugged the half-horny Ayeon tighter.
I began to slowly open my mouth near her ear.
“Ayeon, while we’re at it, let me use my wish. Since it feels awkward to just ask…”
“I don’t mind. I’m already ready for wish sex.”
To imprint what I was saying clearly in her head.
“Please help me fill out that reason for request.”
“…Huh?”
Taken aback by my unexpected words, Ayeon suddenly froze, realizing what I meant as I swiftly detached her from me.
I quickly sat her down in the student council president’s chair.
Only then did Ayeon realize what I said, and she started to get angry.
“D-Don’t mess around! This is your job anyway!”
“What are you talking about? It’s ‘our’ business.”
But I had no intention of doing such hard work.
I became the student council president for power, not for the responsibility that came with it.
“So let me ask you to take care of the rest of the documents too!”
“W-Wait!!!”
[Are you seriously insane?］
‘Yep.’
[Fuck.］
With the wish I received from Ayeon still intact, I couldn’t let it go to waste.
Using what’s given to its fullest is a privilege of a web novel protagonist.
“Where do you think you’re going while it’s all heated up!!!”
“I’ll do it when I get back after finishing!”
“This is not something that can be finished!!!!!”
Moreover, just then, through the broken window, the heroines were beckoning me to come quickly.
“Shinwoo! Hurry up! We don’t have much to do today!”
“I think it’ll feel good to dirty the white one!!!”
“…Are you talking about Shinwoo’s clothes or the dormitory, right?”
“Of course both!”
With that, I quickly flashed a bright smile at Ayeon and dashed out of the student council president’s office.
Soon after, I heard Ayeon’s furious shout behind me.
“You fucking son of a bitch husband!!!!!
I gave a wry smile at that sound and quietly murmured.
“Sorry, my dick is a bit busy.”
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