The time will soon come to the afternoon...

Saijo Ayato stretched out. This class was still a self-study class. He had been thinking about it for almost a day, but he still didn't understand who Sakurai Tsukasa was.

After that, when he asked about the system again, the system did not reply to him. This made him wonder whether the system was rechargeable. There were too many displays on the screen and it would die when it ran out of power.

During the break, he even went to ask Kitagawa Ryota. He was very popular in the school. As long as he was not a very transparent person, he would have an impression.

But unfortunately, Sakurai Tsukasa is obviously not within the scope of his acquaintance.

"Quiet, classmates." The monitor stood on the podium doing judo.

"In this class, you need to choose the activity leader, representatives, and activity projects."

The monitor paused for a moment, took out the sticky note next to him, and gave it to the students in front of him to distribute.

"Next, choose the activity items first. Each person can write up one item at most. It will be collected in five minutes. Then everyone will vote based on the items listed on the blackboard."

The note quickly reached Saijo Ayato. He shook the yellow note and asked curiously:

"Beichuan-kun, what are you going to fill in?"

"Maid Cafe."

Kitagawa Ryota said without raising his head. He looked respectful, like a pilgrim, and wrote the five words he just said on the note very solemnly.

"...What?"

Saijo Ayato looked at Kitagawa Ryota in confusion.

Seeing that Saijo Ayato didn't understand, Kitagawa Ryota said sadly: "Maid cafe, maid cafe!"

"If there is any place in this world that makes every man linger and feel like he has returned to the place where his soul rests, then it is definitely the maid cafe."

Kitagawa Ryota gasped and shouted excitedly.

"Uh...Only you would regard that as a habitat." Saijo Ayato looked at him speechlessly.

"Don't you want to see it, Saijo-kun?" Kitagawa Ryota turned around suddenly and stared at him with a serious face.

"Don't you want to see the girls in your class wearing maid uniforms, Saijo-kun? Don't you want to see Miyazaki in white silk maid uniforms, Saijo-kun!"

Saijo Ayato took a deep breath. To be honest, he really wanted to.

Kitagawa Ryota’s words were like enlightenment. Saijo Ayato picked up the pen and wrote down the options for the maid cafe seriously.

Although in the primary election, as long as one person writes about maid cafe, it can be put on the blackboard for the second round election, but at the moment, except for Mai Miyazaki, he is wearing a maid... No, except for the cafe, he has no other ideas in his mind.
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Well, not for the maid outfit, but for the coffee shop. He has loved drinking coffee since he was a child.

"Humph, pervert." Yuki Ye looked at them with some contempt.

"What's so fun about a maid cafe? If you ask me, I should come to a Cowherd's shop." Yukino Yuki chuckled and wrote down her favorite items on the note.

"Hello? What kind of Cowherd shop?"

Saijo Ayato stared at her with an unkind look: "Who wants to be a cowherd? You don't have to vote for this kind of project to know that you won't pass the second round."

"That's hard to say." Yukino Yuki snorted, "You can choose the maid cafe, but I can't choose the Cowboy's shop?"

Kitagawa Ryota on the side sneered: "Do you think the school will allow you to engage in such customs at the cultural festival?"

He won't let other projects stop his maid costume plan!

"The principal is my dad." Yukino Yuki said calmly.

It’s hard! The fist is hard!

Saijo Ayato gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, I'm too lazy to tell you more, since no one will vote for me anyway."

There are many more boys than girls in their class. Even if all the girls vote for Cowherd's shop, as long as the boys don't vote indiscriminately, it is impossible for Yukino Yuki's project to be approved.

Saijo Ayato and Kitagawa Ryota looked at each other and instantly understood what the other was thinking.

Kitagawa Ryota hit his chest with a solemn expression, as if to say, leave it to me.

He has already made up his mind that when the second round of elections begins, he will organize all the boys to vote for one project, which is his maid cafe.

Soon, five minutes were up, and the monitor walked off the stage to collect the notes one by one.

Perhaps because last year's cultural festival was not very pleasant, very few people wrote projects on the notes.

The squad leader put away all the notes and sighed without any trace.

Then I copied the above items one by one on the blackboard.

“Pool party??”

Saijo Ayato looked at the items on the blackboard in surprise.

How to hold a pool party in the classroom and use an inflatable pool to play?

"Who came up with this? It's even more outrageous than you." Saijo Ayato looked at Kitagawa Ryota who was standing aside.

The other person saw a serious expression on his face and murmured: "Is that so? It's actually a swimsuit. Damn it, it makes me excited."

Saijo Ayato was speechless.

Compared to maid cafes and pool parties, other people's projects are much more normal. Many of them are drink shops, board game activities, and even large-scale script killings.

And when Yukino Yuki's Cowherd Shop project came out, it instantly caused a commotion in the class.

After writing everyone's projects on the blackboard, the squad leader asked the people next to him to send out another sticky note. This time, the sticky note asked everyone to vote on the existing projects.

Because many students will definitely not take the initiative to come up with project ideas, it is crucial to collect notes from students with ideas in the first round, and the second round of notes is mandatory and everyone must write it.

This way, the whole class can participate.

This is also learned from the experience of the previous failure of the cultural festival.

This time the note was collected very quickly. After Kitagawa Ryota finished writing it, he went down and wandered among the boys. It was a rare activity. The class monitor on the stage also turned a blind eye to Kitagawa Ryota who was whispering to each other.
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Soon, all the sticky notes were collected. The squad leader took the sticky notes, compared the items listed on the blackboard, and began to count using the four horizontal and one vertical method. This is the usual vote counting method of island countries, while the countries across the sea use

I am accustomed to using orthographic characters to count.

Surprisingly, the votes for the project were somewhat polarized, and not long after, the results were presented on the blackboard.

Saijo Ayato looked at the blackboard with dull eyes: "It's a lie..."

Kitagawa Ryota's mouth is so wide that he can stuff an egg into it.

He slapped the table angrily and stood up: "Shady story, I want to complain, there is a shady story!"

The monitor glared at him displeasedly: "Sit down, Ryota."

"The voting is fair, just and open. The note is here. If you think there is a problem, you can take it and count it yourself."

Seeing her say this, Kitagawa Ryota rushed to the podium and took the note away.

Returning to his seat, Saijo Ayato also came over, and the two of them quickly counted the notes.

There are a total of forty-two people in their class, and there are twenty-four boys. On the blackboard, the number of votes for the maid cafe is 17, the number of votes for the pool party is 5, and the most unexpected number for the Cowherd shop is 20.

Ticket.

After counting the notes, there is no difference between the results obtained and those on the blackboard.

Kitagawa Ryota slumped on the chair with empty eyes.

On the side, Yukino Yuki was already laughing so much that she couldn't get up from the table. She just wrote it casually, but she didn't expect that it was passed with the highest number of votes.

Seeing Ayato Saijo and Ryota Kitagawa looking hopeless, Yukino Yuki couldn't be more happy.
Chapter completed!