Osamu Dazai

"Hey, you are the new vice president of the student council, Osamu Dazai, your perception is very keen."

"You should be the dictator of Class C, Ryuuen Shoko, right?"

Long Yuanxiang: "..."

Albert Yamada: "..."

Veins popped out of Long Yuanxiang's face, and he clenched his fists tightly.

"I'm a man!"

With a mean smile on his face, Osamu Dazai waved his hands and said,

"Oh, yeah, who made your hair so long, I thought you were your girl, sorry, Xiangzi-kun."

Long Yuanxiang: "..."

Albert Yamada: "..."

"My name is Ryuuen Sho, not Ryuuen Shoko!"

"Okay, okay, I get it, Long Yuan, I was just joking with you, why are you so excited?"

Long Yuanxiang didn't know what was going on today, but he couldn't suppress his excitement when he met this so-called vice president of the student union.

He obviously came here today to speak harshly, so why has his mood been manipulated by this person in front of him all the time.

Ryuuen Sho took a deep breath, and then looked at Osamu Dazai with sharp eyes.

"You are the new vice president of the student council, Osamu Dazai, right? Would you like to play with me?"

Osamu Dazai thought slightly.

"Okay, but it doesn't seem interesting. Do you want to raise your bet?"

"Very well, it seems that you are also a person who enjoys life in this school. You are not as boring as those boring guys in Class A and Class B. It's great. Tell me, what bet!"

Long Yuanxiang laughed as if satisfied.

It seems that besides being a supporter of terrorism, this Long Yuanxiang is also a supremacist of hedonism.

Osamu Dazai took out his mobile phone and showed Long Yuanxiang his personal points, which said 406 million.

"If you win, my personal points will belong to you, if you lose..."

Long Yuanxiang waited for Dazai Osamu's next words.

"I want you to take a set of women's clothing photos and send them to me. Of course, I will get the points. How about it, are you happy?"

When Long Yuanxiang heard this answer, his face darkened in an instant, and after a while, he actually laughed, but the smile was a little cold, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze.

"Hahaha, you are really a bad guy."

Ryuuen Shouyin ruthlessly stated his evaluation of Osamu Dazai.

"You just have to answer yes or no."

"I'll take this bet! We'll see, Albert, let's go."

After Long Yuanxiang finished speaking, he immediately turned and walked towards the shadow. Albert silently nodded to Long Yuanxiang and followed.

Osamu Dazai's windbreaker was blown up, and he watched their figures quietly.

His close friend said this sentence: "The misfortune of being an enemy of Dazai is to regard Dazai as an enemy."

He will have fun, after all, it's a bit boring.

Osamu Dazai also turned around and returned to the dormitory.

On the campus in the evening, this scene was not noticed by anyone, and the night was peacefully ushered in.

……

Class D's mornings are always lively.

After all, there are many students in the class who are far from being serious.

But today everyone is more fidgety and noisy than usual.

Needless to say the reason.

Because today the school may issue points that have not been seen for a long time since enrolling.

Teacher Chazhu came in with a poster tube and stood on the podium.

Not long after, the classroom door was opened.

"It seems that you are all in a hurry."

With a voice as usual without tension, Sae Chabashira walked into the classroom with a poster tube.

The entire class D suddenly erupted in a commotion as if it had been detonated.

"Teacher Chabashira!"

Chi Kuanzhi stood up first, and spoke very anxiously.

"Are our class points still zero this month?"

No wonder Chi Kuanji said that.

Because, in the morning, the entire first-year Class D had confirmed the balance of personal points, but it turned out that no personal points had been transferred in.

Doesn't that mean that the class points have been deducted again?

"We have worked hard this month!"

"I even passed the midterm exam!"

"But it's still zero!"

"Isn't this too much!?"

"We didn't show up late, absentees and private conversations at all!"

All the students in the class rushed to express their opinions.

The greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment.

The fact that no personal points have been transferred in has made these students who have been looking forward to getting points this month somewhat unable to control their emotions.

Only Chabashira Sae remained calm.

"Don't worry, what should be yours will be yours."

Chabashira Sae said this coldly, and opened his mouth like this.

"First of all, let me announce the class points for this month."

After speaking, Sae Chabashira took out the white paper from the poster tube.

Two sheets of white paper were taken out.

One is marked with the class points of the previous month.

One marked is the class points of this month.

Class A: 940.

Class B: 650.

Class C: 490.

Class E: 130.

Class D: 0.

This is the class points of the five classes of the first grade last month.

Class A: 1004.

Class B: 663.

Class C: 492.

Class D: 87.

Class E: 86.

Here are the class points for the five classes of the first grade this month.

"Let me just congratulate you a little bit."

After Chabashira Sae pasted the white paper on the blackboard, he uttered a rare voice of praise.

"Four out of five first-year classes gained class points after midterms, including you."

That is to say, the class points of Class D for this month have not been deducted, but some remain.

——— "87".

Even though this number is quite small compared to the rest of the class, it is finally no longer zero.

"Great!"

Headed by Ike Kanji, including Haruki Yamauchi and Takeru Sudou, the students in the class cheered one after another.

After such a long time, Class D finally no longer has zero income.

The door was opened, and Osamu Dazai walked in listlessly today.

"Good morning, everyone."

Since Osamu Dazai tested the rules of the S system, he began to let himself go, wandering between being late and on the verge of being late every day.

Osamu Dazai returned to his seat and looked at the class points on the blackboard.

"Not bad, Suzune, Class D already has 87 points, what a breakthrough."

Horikita Suzune looked at the book in her hand, mocking Osamu Dazai.

"Hmph, you'd better take care of yourself. If you continue to be late like this, the remaining 86 points will be gone."

Osamu Dazai waved his hand indifferently.

"It doesn't matter, I have millions of personal points anyway, so don't worry about it."

When Dazai Osamu and Horikita Suzune were fighting secretly, Hirata Yosuke raised his hand.

"May I ask a question, Chabashira-sensei."

Teacher Chabashira nodded and said yes.

"Since our class points have not been deducted this month, why haven't our personal points been transferred in?"

The students in the class also reacted one after another.

"Yup!"

"Since they haven't been deducted, why haven't personal points been transferred in?"

"It doesn't make sense!"

The students made noise one after another.

If Class D’s class points this month are not deducted, but there are still 87 points, then this month, 8700 points should be transferred to the student ID terminal of every student in Class D.

But today, no one in the entire class D has raised his personal points.

Aiming at this point, Chazhu Sae explained.

"Because of a little unexpected dispute, this month, the personal points of the entire first grade will be issued later, and you will have to wait for a while. Disputes are handled by the student union at the sole discretion of the school, and the school has no right to intervene."

The whole class was stunned by Chazhu Sae's misfortune.

Then they all turned to look at Dazai Osamu.

"Dazai-san, what's going on here?"

"Yes, yes, we have obviously worked hard for so long."

Hearing everyone's inquiries, Osamu Dazai stood up proudly.

"I don't know either. Although I'm in charge of dealing with the first grade, I secretly stuffed all the work into the president's office folder! Hahaha."

Everyone: "..."

Horikita Suzune kicked Osamu Dazai hard under the table.