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Itās autumn again, and the athletics carnival came around once more.
Now that weāre the seniors in primary school, itās become our turn to act as the executive committee. And for some reason I was nominated as the female executive from our class. Iām not particularly good at sports, and my planning ability and dynamism isnāt anything to write home about either, so why me? Or so I was wondering at first, but apparently the teacher secretly decided that it would be better to have somebody with enough authority to handle the underclassmen smoothly.
Honestly speaking, itās a damn hassleā¦ Weāre still primary schoolers so itās not like the executive committee actually does anything important. Just stuff like collecting the participation lists from each class, or doing odd jobs for the teachers, or well, small stuff like that. And also, on the day of the athletics carnival, weāre supposed to stand in our tent and make sure everything comes along.
*imouto*
The executives from 5th and 6th grades gathered before the real preparations for the athletics carnival, and we introduced ourselves. Amongst these people, I spotted Enjou Shuusuke. The girls here were all excited about it. Apparently they hadnāt expected that Enjou would be an executive committee member. I didnāt either. I looked at everybody else too, but concluded that Enjou was probably chosen for the same reason as me. The two of us are the only Pivoine members. But unlike me, I would have thought that Enjou would have been able to refuse. Maybe heās a surprisingly cooperative guy. Speaking of which, in Kimidol, Enjou was like the mediator between Emperor and everybody else, wasnāt he.
After the introductions and the explanation of our duties, we were about to begin our work when a problem occurred. The girls were swarming about Enjou and didnāt look like they were going to do anything. Enjou himself was doing stuff like printing out the printouts or organising the numbers, and properly doing what he was supposed to, but the girls around him were just talking to him and not working at all. Even when the boys in the committee gave them a warning, they would declare āIām helping Enjou-sama!ā and far from doing work, would actually look down on the boys by saying āAre you sure you arenāt just jealous because you boys arenāt popular~?ā and so the boys couldnāt say anything more. Enjou warned them as well, and they did start to work, but the moment they left his side, their hands would completely stop. This was a total mistake in personnel selectionā¦
While all this was happening, I was quietly sitting away from the trouble and folding the programmes. Thanks to the Enjou Harem, Iām missing a lot of help and itās terrible. These programmes were ordered from elsewhere, but for some reason the task of folding them in two was left to the executive committee. If youāre going to order them from some shop, canāt you just have them finish the job? I donāt really get it. The paper was stealing the moisture from my hands, and I had trouble picking up one at a time. This is hardā¦ Itād be great if there was a thimble butā¦ Looking around, I couldnāt find one, but I did find a rubber band instead. I wrapped it around my thumb. Then I tried picking up a page. Oooh! Itās easier! Here we go, here we go. Take and fold, take and fold. Like a machine, I continued to repeat this. Like I was possessed by a mother working a side-job from home, I worked single-mindedly. Boys walking past exclaimed āEh-, rubber band!?ā beneath their breaths, but I wonāt pay any mind. Like a worn-out housewife, I prioritised efficiency.
The happy voices of the harem were audible from where I was. Work, damn you.
*imouto*
Even after that, the girls of the committee continued to orbit Enjou, and basically did no work at all. Apparently the boys in the committee had long given up on trying to make them. And as time went on, more and more odd jobs got pushed my way. From the next day onwards, I provided thimbles. I was also equipped with odourless muscle ointment for sore shoulders. Iām completely used to clerical work now. Using the copy machine has become my specialty. Iām good with shrinking, magnifying, and double-sided copying too. The Year 6 boys all praised me and said āAs expected of Kisshouin-sanā and pushed more odd jobs onto me. Do you really think Iāll be fooled with such obvious flattery? But I couldnāt refuse, so from copying to printing to stapling, just everything, everything, everything got pushed onto me. Hm? Thatās weird. Iām part of the elite Pivoine, and Iām supposed to be in the top caste amongst the girls, but before I knew it, I became the number one gopher. Could it be that Side-Job Reika has gotten too powerful due to her talent? I actually get the feeling that Iām doing every single job that was assigned to the Enjou Harem.
Dammmiiiitt! Work, you lot!
*imouto*
At one point, we realised that one of the underclassman classes had an overlap in their event selections, so I ended up heading there to warn them directly. It was for times like this that Enjou and I were meant to use our authority as Pivoine members, but if Enjou moved then his harem would move, and we didnāt need a whole damn court procession so I went by myself.
The Year 3 class in question was having a break, so the boys in particular wouldnāt listen to what I was saying. Because of the stress from the committee lately, I was starting to really sulk in my heart.
āYou lot, do you know who I am!? Iām Kisshouin Reika-sama!! The one and only!!ā I screamed in my heart.
I didnāt have the courage to actually say it aloud. Dammmiittttt! Every last one of them isā¦! Thankfully the girls properly listened to me, and tried to help me out, but a number of the boys just wouldnāt listen. Or rather, isnāt that kid the one that had the overlaps!? Listen, damn you!
āAs I said, you cannot participate in both of these events. Choose one, and let other students have a go at the other.ā
āEhhhhhhhh, but then weāre not gunna win!ā
Like I care, retard.
āAt any rate, you cannot participate in both. This event will begin immediately after the other, and you will not make it in time.ā
āThen Iāll run.ā
āThat is not the problem here.ā
Whatās with this idiot? Is he really a student at Suiran? He brings to mind the boys from the public school in my old life.
āHey, listen to what Reika-sama says!ā
āHah? Who?ā
What did you say? Donāt think I wonāt punish you!
Before long, the girls and boys ignored me and started arguing by themselves. Aah, itās beyond my control now.
āOkay, enough.ā
Enjou clapped his hands together as he entered the class.
āKatsuragi, could you perhaps cause a little less trouble for Reika-san? Just hurry up and fix your event entries already.ā
Apparently the naughty kid was acquainted with Enjou, and immediately turned obedient. Even the noisy class instantly began to behave, and the girls were entranced by Enjouās show of leadership. Dammnnnn ittttt, is this the difference between a leader and a faker!?
With Enjouās arrival, the problems were resolved in an instant, and the two of us returned to the committee room.
āReika-san, if you were going to go, you could have told me too.ā
āIt seemed busy around you, so I supposed that you were busy.ā
I made sure to prick at him.
āAhh, that huh? Iām troubled about it too. It looks like quite a bitās been left to you. Iāll help out too.ā
Youāre going to come along with useless extras, so no thank you.
āI will be fine. Please do your own work, Enjou-sama.ā
āI see.ā
When we got back, the women of the harem swarmed around their lord.
āEnjou-sama, we wanted to go too.ā
āWe completed the work that you left us, Enjou-sama!ā
I reported the corrections that the senpais made, and then gathering up the remaining documents, I headed to the staff room.
Aahh, I need soothingā¦
*imouto*
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āDonāt think I wonāt punish you!ā Actually, āIāll subject you to the sour plum (force feeding) punishment!ā
āTake and fold, take and fold. Like a machine, I continued to repeat this. Like I was possessed by a mother working a side-job from home, I single-mindedly worked.ā In Japan, there are some side-jobs that you can do from home. Basically they send you likeā¦ well, itās hard to explain, but itās basically odd jobs like folding things, or sewing things, and you can work from home.
āand we donāt need a whole damn court procession so I went by myself.ā Rather than ācourt processionā, the term used actually refers to members of the inner palace (i.e. harem) lining up in two columns on each side to greet their husband.
āDammnnnn ittttt, is this the difference between a leader and a faker!?ā Is this the difference between a real charismatic person, and a papier mache?