Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 543
A new club policy was established. The student council, which safely received Jane’s approval, moved without any roughness.
Publicity of the policy is just as important as the policy. Servants directly under the Student Council delivered the printed materials requested by Simon to each dormitory and posted them all over the campus. Because of the large number of heads, everything was fine.
The day got dark like that. In the evening, there was a process for selecting ‘booths’ to be used during the club season.
d!ck, who was staring at the tightly closed student hall door, signaled.
“Open!”
rattle!
As soon as the student hall door opened, the heads of each club rushed inside like a swarm of zombies.
“Everyone! Please line up in order!”
“Please calm down and line up!”
Direct minions controlled the students. They waited in a line in front of the student council room and saw a poster on the wall.
“Uh, what is this?”
“A new club season, will this change?”
As discussed earlier, the student council transparently disclosed the criteria for budget distribution to all students.
The most important criteria are ‘number of members’ and ‘sustainability and management of members’.
And even the story that you have to write a performance report every month to evaluate the continuation part to get a budget.
“……Write a report?”
“Aren’t they overdoing it just because they’re a student council member? Just do what you’re used to.”
There were also club managers who grumbled.
“Nothing bad.”
“I thought the student council would steal a few pennies, but they said they’d give it all.”
Writing a report is annoying, but there were many club managers who thought it was better than being disadvantaged in the budget without knowing it.
In particular, in the case of Noble, which was a representative club for the privileged class, its members were small, but based on its strong influence, it pressured the student council and spent a lot of money to live luxuriously.
However, this year, when the policy was changed, change was inevitable.
“Look at this! It’s a mess, manager! What are you going to do?”
The Noble female student who came with her shook the manager’s shoulder.
Last year’s Noble manager was Princess Molly’s older brother, Prince Andre, who was exiled from Kizen.
Elisa slowly averted her eyes and said.
“Ha, if the student council president decides so, then we have to obey…”
When the eyes of the female student who came with her narrowed, Elisa quickly shouted.
“Yeah, but his name is Noble, so of course he’ll give it a lot! I’ll make it that way!”
“Isn’t it? It’s also Elisha!”
‘ha.’
In fact, in Elisa’s case, the club issue didn’t matter at all.
The reason she wants to impress Simone is because of the large-scale business the Celine family is trying to carry out.
It’s going to be done in collaboration with Keygen, but I just wanted to look good in advance because it would be annoying if a big guy like the student council president bet on me.
‘If we can’t make it to the budget, the 3rd graders will die, and the family business is in jeopardy to say something to Simon.’
She groaned in agony and scratched her head.
‘If I had known this would happen, I wouldn’t have taken on the club manager position!’
In Kizen, it is customary for a sophomore to be the head of the department instead of a third-year, who has many external schedules. Club management is also led by sophomores.
While Elisa was doing complex calculations in her head, the line shortened and it was her turn.
“It’s your turn. Let’s go in.”
The servant lowered his head and said. Elisha gasped and snorted as she entered the student council room with her confident stride.
square square –
In front of me, I saw Maylin, the vice president, sitting on a desk. She was holding a club season booth layout and a list of club names.
At the large desk behind it, d!ck and Kamivarez were talking to the head of the club ahead.
And a boy who was scribbling with a quill while watching this scene from a little distance.
I see the student council president, Simon Pollentia.
“hi.”
Meilin greeted me with an expression that didn’t say goodbye at all. Blood vessels sprouted on Elisa’s forehead.
‘……This ignorant base.’
Meirin and Elisa have been enemies since first grade.
However, the one I felt sorry for today was Elisa, so she said ‘Hello’ with a smile on her face.
“name.”
“Hehe, vice president. Don’t you know my name?”
“Tell me your name.”
“Eh, Elisha Celine.”
Mei Lin nodded and wrote her name on the list.
“What is the club name?”
bang!
At that time, the female student who came with Elisa hit Meirin’s desk.
“What are you bothering about when you know everything? Don’t you know we’re ‘Nobles’?”
“…….”
Meirin glanced at Elisa with a cold face.
what is he it meant to
“Ahaha! It’s just a member who came with me!”
Elisha gasped and covered her friend’s mouth. She said that it was not good for her to provoke Maylin here.
“Since I’m Noble’s manager, I’ll take care of it! Vice-president, keep going!”
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Meirin wrote ‘Noble’ on the document with a sullen expression.
“This year’s club season is also held at the central square of the freshman campus. You can choose the booth you want.”
“All, of course we…!”
Just like last year, Elisa’s gesture to choose the largest and most spacious booth stopped in front of the layout plan.
Another name was already written on it.
[Bloodstream Research Society, Saddam.]
“What, what is this!”
Saddam ate here?
While Elisa was dumbfounded, her friend burst out and shouted.
“Wait! This is our booth! Who chose this place!”
“Are your eyes swollen?”
Meirin leaned on her chin and replied bluntly.
“It’s clearly written as Saddam.”
“This has been Noble’s booth for over 10 years! You should have taken care of this much wisely! Would you like the student council to do some work?”
“If it’s not working for you, why is the Student Council doing its job roughly?”
The female student opened her mouth with a ‘wow’ as if she was shocked.
“Is this how you guys come out like this? Do you know who the Noble 3rd year seniors are?”
“why-“
Merlin stood up from her seat.
“Are you guys going to F*ck me for coming late?”
The female student flinched at the momentary power she radiated.
“Didn’t you know that booths are first-come, first-served? Or did you come late to get treated because you knew? Are you giving a F*ck to us who are working as .”
“You, you…! You know who I am!”
“Why, you’re not a first-year student, but you’re raising a family name in Kizen? If you twist it, you’ll stick with the ivory tower. Are you confident?”
The female student stuttered with her face reddened.
Perhaps it was the first time he had been subjected to such an insult, it seemed that the thought itself had stopped.
“Hey, get off Noble.”
Mei Lin sat down and erased Noble’s name with a quill.
“Next.”
“Now, wait a minute!”
In the end, it was up to Elisa, the department manager, to take care of it.
After sending the crying friend out of the student council room, she quickly returned to her seat.
“Mi-sorry. Vice President! I’ll do it here too!”
Elisa chose the next best seat. Meilin let out a sigh and her bangs fluttered.
“If your seniors say something, talk to Saddam. It’s possible to change the booth with an agreement.”
“Ah. Yes. Okay!”
Of course, Saddam would have to pay the price.
Meilin, who wrote Noble’s name on the booth, pointed to the back. She had registered, so it was the sound of turning it off.
‘Haaa.’
Elisha endured a throbbing headache and moved on to the next turn.
“welcome!”
Kamibarez, who was sitting in his seat, greeted me with a big smile.
“It’s funny, really.”
d!ck, standing next to him, was holding his stomach and giggling.
“Why did he fool around with Meirin without a coward? Knowing that he has a bad temper.”
“…Ah, I don’t know. I guess I didn’t know because it was the second half.”
Saying that, Elisa looked at Kamibarez. It meant starting soon.
Kamibarez held up the papers.
“Do you need a budget for this club season?”
“Of course. We need to set up banners, draw out printed materials, and we need a lot of things.”
“Yeah~ Mr. Gauguin. It’s embarrassing to say it that way.”
d!ck jumped right into business mode, holding out his quill.
“You have to clearly write down where you will spend what and how you will use it so that the budget comes out.”
Elisa took the quill d!ck handed her with a puzzled expression.
“Do you always work this hard?”
“Because our student president’s motto is to do it right if you’re going to do it.”
d!ck pointed back. Simon, who was sitting in the student council president’s seat, could be seen signing documents.
“Still, I’m proud of this one.”
d!ck smirked, spreading his arms.
“If you just do what you’re told, it would have been more if the budget for the club was larger than last year. It’s never going to come out less.”
“…….”
“We’re a student council that doesn’t leave middle margins.”
* * *
The response to the new system was unexpectedly good.
In fact, Simon’s student council wasn’t the first to introduce such a system. Mei Lin found out that although it is rare, there were student councils that implemented such a system, and they were able to prepare the system in a short time using their data.
The system has continued to change according to the student president’s inclination.
In the case of last year’s student council, Pantasus, it stuck to the previous policy to dry the buds of the three major clubs trying to manipulate the student council from behind.
Now, of the three major clubs, only Noble was left, so Simon was able to implement a new policy.
That’s how the booth was confirmed, and a large-scale booth installation work was held in the central square of the first year.
Students and servants, as well as outside services, were mobilized to set up club booths and put up banners.
There were clubs that usually only played shade, and there were clubs that set up a set or even prepared a kitchen.
A crackling sound resounded throughout.
As it was a necromancer school, a rare scene arose where the undead came and went carrying wood or iron bars. Colorful triangular party flags hung above the booth, and balloons and banners were attached to the walls.
The first graders on their way to class opened their eyes wide and snooped around wondering what was going on.
Time passes like that, and the weekend is one day ahead.
Club season has begun.
“Waaaaaa!”
A huge crowd gathered. Everywhere there were first-year students buzzing around, looking around the club booths.
The only time of the year when the seniors are destroyed in front of the first graders. Sophomores dressed in doll masks were handing out flyers, and I saw students wearing ridiculous makeup everywhere.
Simon and d!ck also came out to inspect the scene.
“Joe, isn’t that a bit excessive?”
Simon laughed and scratched the side of his head.
You just need to set up a booth, and there was also a large artificial cave like an amusement park course. On the front, it read “Dungeon Research Club”.
Next to it was the sports club. He was stimulating the male students’ desire to compete by measuring their physical strength with a punch machine. pop! pop! and full of noise.
“Somehow, it’s more flashy than last year.”
“You started the fire, Simon.”
d!ck let out a laugh.
“Because the number of club members has become more important than last year if you want to hit the budget.
“hmm.”
I looked around lightly, but there was already a war going on.
“Aren’t you interested in the flying club?”
“To the transformation club!”
“If you’re a man, it’s a physical club!”
The competition to recruit new faces into the club was fierce. As the seniors surrounded them, I could see the first graders at a loss for what to do.
‘But how…’
Simon crossed his arms and smirked.
‘Feels like there are more second graders than first graders?’
“Guys!”
At that time, Meirin and Kamibarez were running towards me while holding a folder.
“There’s a problem!”
“?”
d!ck raised the student council armband high with an expression that something had come.
“Let’s go.”
