The Student Council President's Masked Confession Counterattack
The Student Council (5) confession attack barely succeeded in creating an opening against Elza. Thanks to that, we all managed to escape safely.
“Haa. Haa. What on earth did you say to her to create that kind of gap?”
Aria asked with a puzzled expression. Soon after, the rest of the group turned to me with equally curious looks.
“It’s a trade secret.”
“Hmmm.”
At my answer, the female members narrowed their eyes.
- Seriously, what was Master thinking when he said those words?
Miroel, the only one who had heard my confession attack, shook her head. I pretended not to notice her reaction.
—Piiiiiiiiiiiiik!
A sharp whistle sounded from the mana bracelet. The sound meant the student council was withdrawing again. Therefore, we no longer needed to avoid the student council president.
“Whew, we can finally breathe easy.”
“No kidding.”
“She was a total monster.”
“I’ll second that.”
Everyone nodded vigorously in agreement with Luden’s words. Elza’s combat prowess had been truly overwhelming. We knew she was stronger than most professors, but who could have predicted she would put on such a performance?
‘To think she’d use Kanya as a shield.’
I had expected Space Arrow wouldn’t work on her, but I never imagined she would reverse it with a single technique. It seemed skill and technique were just as important as raw level after all.
“Anyway, what should we do now?”
At Risa’s question, everyone fell silent. I let out a small sigh and answered.
“For now, let’s rebuild our base. No matter what, we still have to spend the night here.”
The female members stared quietly at the shattered log cabin. They let out soft sighs, each thinking the same thing.
They were definitely going to make the student council president pay for this.
Time passed, and the second night arrived.
The group gathered inside the newly rebuilt log cabin with serious expressions.
“Haa, let’s hold a strategy meeting on how to deal with this.”
As she spoke, Risa stuck a crooked sign on the wall that read Student Council President Countermeasures Meeting in wobbly handwriting.
Why does she have to go that far? And where did she even get that sign from?
While Baran was internally dumbfounded, Sherry spoke first.
“From what I know, the Leones family specializes in sword dances.”
“You mean flexible swordsmanship rather than brute force, right?”
At Lillia’s question, Sherry nodded. As fellow nobles, it seemed she knew quite a bit about Elza’s sword style.
“Definitely. The way she reversed Baran’s arrow earlier was completely different from my own style.”
Luden stroked his chin in understanding.
Then Risa spoke up.
“So how are we supposed to land a clean hit on someone like that? It felt like she was only chasing after us.”
“Ugh. Baran, do you have any ideas?”
Aria quietly turned her head toward me. I rubbed my cheek and answered honestly.
“To be frank, it’s hard to give a definite answer. I didn’t expect the student council president to be that strong.”
Everyone nodded in agreement. I continued.
“Still, it’s not like we have zero options.”
The female members turned their full attention to me. I asked Risa,
“Miss Risa. Do you have any doping potions?”
“Ah, the ones you took last time?”
“Yes.”
When I nodded, she began pulling potions out of her subspace ring one after another. She then explained their effects.
“I improved them a bit this time. The effect is slightly weaker than before, but I managed to reduce the side effects as much as possible.”
“So I won’t be bedridden for a whole week like last time?”
“Right. It’s been reduced to just one day.”
So there were still side effects after all.
“How long does the effect last?”
“It should be about twice as long as before.”
Twice as long as last time wasn’t bad at all. Even with the drawback of being bedridden for a day, the massive boost in stats was still a huge advantage.
“Hmm. Then let’s give her a proper hit tomorrow. I also have a trump card ready.”
With those words, we discussed a few more details and ended the meeting.
There’s no other choice. I’ll have to use the confession attack one more time.
The next day.
Before heading out, the student council members were having tea to calm their minds. Normally they would have received reports about various incidents by now, but—
‘Haa. It keeps coming back.’
The words Baran had uttered yesterday kept echoing in her head.
Baran had confessed with an incredibly gentle voice. Of course, anyone could tell there was only one reason he had said those words.
To escape from her.
He had clearly said it for that sole purpose.
But.
‘Why does it keep replaying in my mind?!’
Even though she knew it was fake, her face grew hot every time she remembered it. Could it be that he had actually meant it? Maybe the reason he had whispered it only to her was because…
Because of these thoughts, Baran’s face refused to leave her mind.
While Elza was lost in thought, recalling Baran’s face—
“President?”
The vice president called out to her with a puzzled expression. Elza, snapped out of her reverie, lifted her head. Everyone’s eyes were now focused on her.
Feeling embarrassed, Elza covered her mouth with her fist and cleared her throat.
“Ahem. So, what were we talking about?”
“We were discussing the remaining personnel before our final sortie.”
“Ah, yes. That’s right. So, among the remaining students, who am I supposed to handle?”
“These students.”
Gajil handed her several sheets of paper. After looking at them, Elza sighed inwardly.
‘As expected, it’s Baran’s group.’
Well, it couldn’t be helped. Realistically speaking, it was now difficult for ordinary seniors to defeat Baran’s party. In fact, aside from a few exceptions, there were hardly any students stronger than them anymore.
‘At this point, calling them mere students feels wrong.’
So it was only right that she stepped forward to face them herself.
But.
‘Ugh.’
The problem was that Baran’s face kept floating up in her mind. It was just a fake confession—why was she so bothered by it?
‘Is it because his face is my type?’
It was true that Baran’s appearance was popular enough to be considered one of the most handsome in the academy. Sure, the bandages covering his eyes were a drawback, but his looks were still striking.
‘Agh. If I see him again, it’s going to be so awkward.’
Just imagining facing him made her feel like she wouldn’t be able to fight properly. No, could she even look at him straight?
‘Ugh. What should I do?’
She racked her brain, eyes darting around restlessly. Then, the next moment—
‘Huh?’
Her eyes landed on a magic doll mask that looked exactly like a real demon.
“What is that?”
“Ah, this is for the demon preparedness training, right?”
“Yes, that’s correct.”
“We thought about wearing it at first, but we took it off because it might get in the way.”
“Hmm. Then… may I wear it?”
The unexpected question caused the student council members to jump in surprise. At the same time, they all thought the same thing internally.
‘Well, it doesn’t matter.’
‘It’s the president we’re talking about.’
‘Something like that is hardly a penalty for the president.’
Gajil adjusted his glasses.
“If it’s fine with you, President, then there’s no problem.”
“Thank you.”
As soon as she finished speaking, a vibration rang out from the crystal orb, signaling it was time to depart. And so, Elza headed toward Baran’s group while wearing the demon doll mask.
After securing the second hidden piece, we waited for Elza to arrive. Since it was the final day, she would definitely come at us seriously this time.
‘Haa, I wonder if the confession attack will work one more time.’
Given her personality, it probably would, but that was only my assumption. If she didn’t pay it any mind, it likely wouldn’t work at all.
‘Ugh. I can only hope it lands.’
While we were quietly praying, we heard steady footsteps.
—Step. Step.
At the sound, we all quickly swallowed the doping potions. And then—
“What?”
“A demon?”
“Why is there a demon here?”
“Is this another terrorist attack?!”
A being that looked exactly like a real demon had suddenly appeared. The completely unexpected situation left us all startled.
‘What the…? Demons weren’t supposed to appear in the original story.’
Why had the butterfly effect caused this? Holding onto my doubts, I activated Mind’s Eye and looked at the “demon” before me.
The next moment.
‘Wait, what?’
Elza’s status window appeared in my vision. I was so stunned by the unexpected window that I nearly lost my composure. I had never imagined the student council president would show up disguised as a demon.
Unable to contain my curiosity, I asked,
“Student Council President. Why are you dressed like that?”
“······.”
For a brief moment, an incredibly awkward silence fell between us.
Seriously, why did you do that?