“I’m competent~.”
Pastel walked with a skip.
Skip-skip.
In one hand, she waved a document containing the cooperation signatures from all the shops around the academy.
“Pastel is competent~.”
She waved the Demon Sword with her other hand.
Demon Lord! Demon Lord!
Quickly, praise Pastel!
For getting the cooperation of the troublesome shop alliance in one go!
For being someone worthy of the title of Vice Student Council President, Treasurer, Planning Director, Public Relations Director, Volunteer Director, and Discipline Director all at once!
The Demon hesitated but eventually went along with the rhythm.
『Young Craft, you are competent.』
“Wow wow!”
Puff.
She hugged the Demon Sword tight.
“I think I understand now! Melissa called me scheming, and she’s right! I’m totally competent and scheming!”
Pastel made narrow eyes.
“When I send these kinds of looks towards the shop representatives…”
Scheming looks~.
“The shop representatives are flustered!”
Huff.
The scheming look of the Vice Student Council President, Treasurer, and so on!
They can’t refuse cooperation!
“So, I! I!”
Pastel put on a charismatic expression.
“Then let’s settle it with an arm wrestling match.”
The overwhelming suggestion of ‘and so on’.
“Stop it like this! The representatives can’t overcome my overwhelming charisma! So! And also!”
『Okay, I understand. You’re competent.』
Pastel, recalling the compliment, suddenly stopped mid-sentence. The corners of her mouth lifted.
Puff.
Hugging the Demon Sword tightly, she spun around.
“Oh dear, with all this praise, I can’t not admit it!”
Hehe.
Pastel is competent!
She returned to the student council room.
As she burst through the door, two worn-out staff members appeared.
Elly and Dustin!
“Friends! Friends! Good news!”
Pastel, with a perfectly fine face, waved the cooperation document.
“I got complete cooperation from the surrounding shops! I’m totally competent!”
Praise me already!
She pointed at herself with both hands.
Hurry up!
She flapped her hands as if urging them.
Elly took the document and scanned it, her expression brightening up. The dark circles under her eyes seemed to lighten.
“Well done, Pastel. With the official cooperation from the shop alliance, the workload that was increasing from dealing with each shop individually will clearly decrease.”
“Really? The work will actually decrease?”
Dustin approached with a worn-out face.
Huh?
Pastel’s eyes widened.
“Are you guys sick? Is someone bothering you?”
The gaze shifted. It was a gaze full of meaning and things to say.
Oh?
What’s with this gaze that seems to be looking at me playing alone?
Someone’s being naughty! I should scold them.
Pastel searched for the target of that gaze, hand on her brow, looking around sharply.
Oh?
No one is in sight.
Was it an illusion?
Hehe.
The gaze became more intense.
Pastel awkwardly whistled.
I don’t quite get it. After completing the work manual and handing it over, if I neatly handle approvals and rejections, isn’t that all a superior should do?
Huff.
Thinking about it, I’m totally competent!
Due to my foolish lifestyle, I have no knowledge of this world’s culture, so I had to get a tiny bit of help from the Demon Lord, but student council duties are clearly my own effort.
I’m truly competent!
Pastel stopped whistling. Confidence surged within her.
She narrowed her eyes and stared at Elly.
“Scheming look~.”
Elly flinched at Pastel’s overwhelming charisma. After hesitating, she avoided eye contact and brought a new document.
It was a workload increase chart.
The workload exploded during the festival. Preparing to patrol the shops this time caused the workload to burst through the ceiling.
Wow.
To compile all this as statistics, Elly is so meticulous!
“We can’t keep going like this. There’s too much work. We absolutely need to increase personnel to patrol the shops effectively.”
Elly said cautiously.
Feeling very guilty, Pastel quickly agreed.
“That’s right! That’s right!”
Of course, we need to increase it.
Increasing personnel is necessary.
However, there’s a tiny little problem.
The Vice Student Council President is embezzling student council funds and converting them for illegal trade. Embezzling? Just refill it later!
Huh.
As Treasurer, I can’t forgive the Vice Student Council President’s crime!
But as Planning Director, I can understand the unavoidable circumstances. They must be hungry. Can’t I let it slide just this once as the Public Relations Director? It’s something the Volunteer and Discipline Directors also agree upon.
Though the higher-ups of the student council had discussions, expanding the student council and increasing the watchful eyes is still burdensome.
What if someone rats us out?
Shivers.
The blade of the law tightening around my neck.
Is tax evasion going to end like this?
But the competent Pastel had the solution!
Pastel shouted cheerfully.
“Let’s outsource the manpower!”
Since the faculty council outsourced the shop patrol to the student council, can’t the student council outsource to someone else too?
Oh yeah!
#
In a dark alley behind the dormitory.
First-years surrounded a pink girl.
“So, what about me?”
Leonard gave a fierce look.
Pastel, who wasn’t scared at all after winning twice, nodded.
“Aren’t we supposed to patrol while confiscating all the awakening drugs? Like, seriously, do you think we’re easy targets?!”
Leonard shook his hair and glared.
Pastel thought for a moment and then nodded again.
“Yep!”
Hehe.
Leonard was baffled.
The subordinates blankly stared at their boss.
“Boss, that’s what they say.”
“I heard it too!”
Boss? Oh, right.
“How about changing your titles? Instead of Boss, let’s go with Leader! Calling me Boss confuses me!”
I’m talking about our ally Preston who lives in the Demon Realm.
“Why do you interfere with that?”
Leonard looked dumbfounded.
The subordinates stared blankly at their boss.
“Leader, that’s what they say.”
Leonard’s jaw dropped.
“Hey! Don’t change it right away!”
A nice camaraderie there.
Good, good!
Pastel raised one hand high.
“Those friends who will join me! Gather here, gather!”
Gather, gather!
“Hey! Hey! Don’t raise your hands! Don’t raise them!”
Leonard glared at his subordinates in a hurry. They began to raise their hands but hesitated.
Oh no.
But I’ll get more popular!
“First come, first served! First come, first served!”
Pastel waved her arms.
“This is your only chance to grab the title of Pastel’s Friend-Friends! I’m talking about Friend-Friends, not just Friends!”
Her lively voice whispered like a secret.
“Did you guys know? Friend-Friends have twice as many characters as Friends! Twice!”
Huh.
Twice as many characters!
What an amazing opportunity.
The hopeful gaze of the girl scanned those around her.
Don’t you want to earn the Friend-Friends title?
Faces turned red at the thought.
Hands started to shoot up.
“Ahh!”
Leonard exclaimed loudly by himself.
Of course, I have lots of friends!
#
The sun was shining bright.
Friend-Friends stood tall.
Pastel walked through the shop street like a mafia boss, her Friend-Friends following behind.
“Dustin! Split into teams and scout as planned! If you see anything suspicious, leave immediately and report to me! You don’t need to take risks!”
“Okay! Let’s go!”
Dustin, freed from paperwork, ran with a cheerful face. The Friend-Friends followed.
Oh, Dustin’s leadership is pretty good!
He really is suited to be looked after!
I should praise him when he comes back.
Pastel, purposefully left alone, stretched her arms.
“Ugh!”
Busy, busy.
I need to finish this quickly and fly a paper airplane. I will showcase the flying skills I trained so much in the student council room to Elly.
Lululala.
She slipped into a deserted alley.
She took out the Demon Sword.
“Demon Lord! Demon Lord! Human form! Human form!”
『Why all of a sudden?』
“Just because! Just!”
『No.』
The Demon Sword scattered, and the Demon materialized.
『So why the human form-』
Good!
Pastel grabbed the Demon’s arm and ran.
“Let’s begin the shop patrol~!”
Yahoo.
Just because the sunlight is warm, it doesn’t change the fact that it’s work, so first, she went to find the shop representatives.
She received an explanation directly about the conditions that the surrounding shop alliance had investigated and submitted in a report.
“So, a suspicious black robe is doing suspicious trades at suspicious late hours in suspicious alleys? Every time?”
“Yes.”
Totally suspicious.
It’s obvious to everyone, but some upperclassmen are taking risks and buying awakening drugs in bulk. That’s currently spread amongst the students.
She exited the building.
“So now that the black robe no longer appears, did they abandon the trade? That’s not it, right?”
The Demon casually strolled beside Pastel.
『They’ve already secured enough buyers. The seller no longer has to take risks. When buyers come out with a reason, it’s probably become an outside transaction.』
Oh wow.
“This won’t be solvable just by patrolling the shops. We need to crack down on the underground trades within the academy. It won’t be something the student council can handle alone, we need to gather the department representatives.”
They’ve organized themselves to let the first-years win in arm wrestling, so they’ll cooperate well.
Suddenly, from the sky beyond, thin streams of water shot up. Then disappeared and shot up again.
A signal from the Friend-Friends?
“Demon Lord! Demon Lord! I think I’ve found something!”
Pastel dashed into the back alley, transforming the Demon sword, and ran.
『Then why the human form.』
“It feels different! It just feels different!”
Well, look at you in your drab suit!
They arrived at the signal location.
A chase scene unfolded before them.
Upperclassmen were fleeing in the middle of the street. A stall collapsed, and fruits spilled out all over. First-years were hot on their tail. Fruits squished underfoot, scattering debris.
Huh?
A first-year in a robe nervously chanted a spell. Waving a wand.
“…By this! Drop, droplets that soak the air, reach the fierce guard! Level 2, third stroke, cascade of droplets!”
Suddenly, a flowerpot from the stall shattered. Water shot out and droplets scattered.
Three water droplets hovered in the air.
The wand pointed threateningly at the upperclassman.
Water bullets filled the air.
Pastel’s mouth dropped open.
Wow, he’s firing alone!
Magical cheating!
The upperclassman, running, leaped for a moment. His body rotated as he naturally turned back.
Water bullets flew in. A dagger at his waist was drawn, tracing a sword line. The bullets were drawn in and exploded. Water debris sprayed everywhere.
As the leap ended, the upperclassman landed on the stall. A moment later, leap sounds rang one after another. He grabbed and stepped on a decorative feature of the nearby building, swiftly climbing to the second floor.
Pastel’s mouth dropped even wider.
Uweeh?
Upperclassmen are cheating!
Is this the experience of age?!
Is this the top elite academy student?!
The upperclassman looked down from the second floor.
“I can hear your spells, new students! Instead of useless patrols, focus on your studies!”
“Uh, uh. I- I’m so sorry!”
The first-year chasing behind accidentally apologized.
Uwaaa.
Upperclassmen are terrifying.
No mercy for the first-years.
The upperclassman who subdued the pursuers with mere words turned around.
『I’m fleeing.』
Huh.
“Pastel, I’m going!”
She planted her feet firmly. Her feet stomped the ground in a series. The distance closed explosively.
Pastel recalled the previous scene and stepped on the stall. Leap sounds echoed out. A pink shape shot up.
The view opened, and the rooftops unfolded. She could see the back of the fleeing figure.
Sensing something, the upperclassman suddenly flinched and turned around.
“Who the hell are you! If you’re a third-year, don’t think I’ll hold back…!”
With a fierce draw, the long sword and dagger were unsheathed. The upperclassman, brimming with energy, froze.
The pink hair flew in the wind.
“Senior, I’m so sorry!”
The upperclassman’s eyes widened.
“First-year?!”
Pastel quickly closed the distance.
“Junior, I will commit insubordination!”
“Wait a second!”
The upperclassman panicked, hurriedly trying to sheath his weapon.
“Ugh!”
Pastel fearlessly leaped. She launched her entire body, extending both legs straight out.
Insubordination kick-!
A dropkick struck the upperclassman in the abdomen. Shock rippled. The upperclassman’s waist bent.
“Ugh!”
The upperclassman flew and rolled across the rooftop. Weapons tumbled around.
Pastel also rolled along and hastily stood up, energetically pointing at the fallen criminal.
“Go get ’em, Friend-Friends!”
First-years who climbed onto the rooftop charged at the upperclassman. As the upperclassman attempted to rise, he panicked.
“First-years, just let’s negotiate for a moment…!”
“Don’t let him get up, pile on him!”
One first-year jumped onto the upperclassman’s back. As more jumped on, the upperclassman was buried under them.
“Ahhh!”
People piled up one after another.
Pastel watched the scene with her arms crossed.
Standing tall.
Then she raised one arm high.
“Victory!”
Boom.
The first-year won!
Oh yeah.
But why did we capture him?
I don’t know.
Whatever, he’s still a criminal, right?
Hehe.
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