[05-30] 【The Class Monitor's Secret】Author: Zapo

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Chapter 1 Behind the Mask

"No other opinions?"

Shizuki Hikawa, the student council president of Class 3-2, surveyed the faces of her classmates from the podium. The students seemed
listless and uninterested, with no intention of raising their hands to speak.

"Then, majority rule!"

Her long, glossy black hair, reaching her shoulder blades, swayed slightly as Shizuki
shifted her gaze from the nearly forty listless faces to the blackboard she was facing away from. On the blackboard, in extremely neat vertical script,
she listed the projects decided upon for the high school's anniversary celebration: "Café," "Haunted House," and "Research Presentation."

The private Shuei High School, where Shizuki attended, held its annual anniversary celebration between the first semester's midterm and
final exams , in mid-June. Also known as the "Shuei Festival," it was
a celebratory event held to commemorate the school's founding anniversary.

However, the true purpose of this activity was to avoid the series of events concentrated in the fall
, such as the sports meet, and reduce the financial burden on the school. The "Shuei Festival" was
to be held in a month, which was imminent, and today's class meeting was to vote on the items that the class would display at the festival.

"Then, those who agree with the café,"

Shizuki said, and nearly thirty people raised their hands in agreement. A few students who had no
objections hesitated slightly before slowly raising their arms. It was almost a one-sided situation.

The answer was obvious at this moment.

In a sense, things developing to this point was a natural outcome. Why?
Once you become a senior high school student facing the joint entrance exam and being confined to various tests, no one wants to be deprived of
time outside of class.

Therefore, "research presentations" would naturally be excluded, and "haunted houses" that require a lot of preparation for props would be deliberately avoided
. Based on this, if a café only requires a few days of preparation time, it wouldn't be
too troublesome on the day of the event. Moreover, many of the male students seemed to think that if the exhibition were to be a coffee shop,
a large number of girls would definitely flock in on the day!

Everyone wants to stand out in this college entrance exam battle, and no one is going to be obsessed with
the routine . However, this is the reality of the education industry right now. In fact, although a class meeting is currently being held to discuss
the exhibition project, many students' eyes still keep drifting to the vocabulary cards hidden in their drawers.

"The majority vote has decided to exhibit a coffee shop. Any objections?"

After Shizuki reminded them again, the students split into two groups and responded with "Okay!" and "Huh?" weakly. Hearing this reaction, Takeshi Yamazaki, who was taking notes by the blackboard , circled

the word "coffee shop" in yellow chalk . It really is this project... Shizuki's standard oval face features well-proportioned features, beautifully shaped eyes and nose, and her delicate face is slightly furrowed at the shoulders . Perhaps it's because she combs her bangs back with a headband, revealing a rational forehead, that she often gives outsiders the impression serious attitude, as if it were a well-regarded trademark. Moreover, her petite face was accentuated by an oversized, outdated pair of black-rimmed glasses. Her slightly plump figure, clad in the white shirt of her sailor uniform, and her unapproachable demeanor, intended to project an air of authority as class monitor, seemed utterly devoid of feminine charm for boys her age. So, let's discuss the specifics… The result of this theoretical discussion was a simple omelet rice dish paired with coffee or black tea as a dessert… "Next, let's discuss the waiters' uniforms. Any opinions on that?" "I love bunny girl outfits!" Yuji Kanemoto, a classmate known for his comedic antics, shouted out his opinion despite not having a chance to speak. "Girls should wear mesh bodysuits and bunny ears…" Yuji said, perhaps trying to mimic bunny ears by moving his hands up and down on his temples. "That's a good idea, isn't it!" "Great! Agreed!" The male classmates unanimously agreed. "Stop it! That's impossible!" The strong-willed Ryoko Kojima turned around from her front-row seat and retorted. However, Yuji remained unfazed. "Isn't that great? It'll be a huge hit!" "Then, you can dress up as a bunny girl!" Ryoko retorted sharply, eliciting a burst of laughter from the class. Kido Asami from the art club chimed in. "Then, let's turn it into a costume café!" "Ah! That's a great idea!" "Asami!!" As if they'd gotten their revenge, the girls cheered. "If it were Otani-kun, he'd be perfect for cross-dressing!" "That's right! I'll do your makeup!" "No way! I'd never do that!" Amidst the teasing banter from the surrounding girls, Otani Jun, with his delicate, heavily made-up face, pouted. Amidst the clamor in the classroom, the petite but thunderous-voiced Nishimura Minoru spoke in a rather shrill and forceful voice . "Class representative, regarding the proposal of a costume café, let's vote by raising hands!" "Everyone, please be quiet!" With that, Shizuki glanced at the class teacher . "Teacher!" "A costume café, huh!..." The middle-aged teacher, who had assumed the role of an observer, stroked his stubble-covered, green chin. "Hmm! Alright! It should be good! There's no precedent for this before!" "Then, let's vote again." The result of the second vote was that Class 3-2 decided to open a costume café. This vote was based on the support of all the female students, as well as the enthusiastic male students who were willing to try it. Surprisingly, Yuuji, who had been refuted by Ryoko, was also among the male students who voted in favor. He seemed to be someone who, when there was fun to be had, didn't care about anything else. "But! The idea of dressing up as a woman is great, but what about the clothes?" "Well, we can just borrow some from the girls, right?" The girls vehemently refused Yuji's flippant remark.

"No! How could you do that!"

"If we borrow the gold, that shirt will definitely get deformed and torn, and we won't be able to wear it anymore!"

"That's true! It could even spread diseases!"

The usually taciturn meeting recorder, Takeshi, unusually chimed in.

"What if we borrow it from somewhere else?"

"Where else? Where can we borrow it?"

"Well..."

Takeshi was speechless for a moment, and instead, the usually taciturn and seemingly
dazed Ohara Yoshio spoke up.

"This matter! Let the class representative handle it!"

"Ah! That's fine too!" "

Agreed!"

"As expected, let's decide it this way!"

Yuji said in a teasing tone, as if his reaction was infected by the unanimous approval of the class.

"...Then, this matter will be handled entirely by the class representative..."

This was usually the work of the hardworking class representative, Hikawa Shizuki.

Shizuki said in a completely emotionless tone.

"I understand! I'll figure out the costumes!"

***

"By the way! Which project did your class decide to participate in for the school anniversary celebration?"

Hikawa Nobuko asked her only daughter, Shizuki, at the dinner table that day.

"A cross-dressing (male dressed as female) café."

"A con artist café?"

Nobuko was extremely surprised, seemingly not associating it with the words "cross-dressing café."

"You said 'cross-dressing,' the 'cross-dressing' of male dressed as female!"

"Yes!"

Shizuki nodded in agreement, and Nobuko lowered her head, giggling heartily.

"These days, kids are full of strange and weird ideas..."

"Well, there's nothing we can do about it! It was a project that was voted on in the class meeting."

"Oh dear! So you object?"

"I'm racking my brains over the costumes..."

"But, isn't it quite interesting?"

At this point, Seiichi, the father who had been silently eating, suddenly spoke up.

"You mean cross-dressing? That means the boys in your class will be doing this!" "

That's obvious! If girls dress up as girls, it's not cross-dressing
!"

"That's true! Hahahaha..."

***

A faint sound came from downstairs, the sound of hot water overflowing from the bathtub.
Facing Shizuki, who was studying English, put down her vocabulary book. She glanced at the clock on the wall; it was just past ten. Only thirty minutes
had passed since she returned to her dorm after dinner and began her intensive study . The sound she'd just heard was her father, Seiichi, immersing himself in the bathtub. Seiichi always bathed at the same time every day, without fail . Perhaps bound by some kind of ritual, he always filled the tub to the brim before listlessly plopping himself in. So, despite his emaciated frame, the sounds Seiichi made could be clearly heard even from Shizuki's room . Seiichi, over forty-five, was a math teacher at a prestigious boys' high school. His meticulous and serious personality perfectly suited his profession, a trait that even his daughter, Shizuki, found utterly bland. This personality was evident in his strict adherence to the so-called "Iron Triangle Diet" at dinner—picking food with chopsticks , taking a bite of rice, and then sipping miso soup. This highly structured lifestyle made his life unchanging. He had a long face with silver-rimmed glasses and a broad forehead, a stark contrast to Shizuki. Shizuki thought it was fortunate they didn't look alike, a mixture of dislike and recognition of their similarities. However, besides this , she had secretly prayed that even in old age, she wouldn't look like her father. Perhaps it was because Seiichi spent so much time teaching! Her voice was always gentle and reserved. Standing at the kitchen counter washing the dirty dishes, her mother, Nobuko, also worked as a teacher, just like her husband. Her mother worked at a private elementary school, as a third-grade homeroom teacher. She had thin shoulders and a small, round face with glasses. Another trait she inherited from her mother was her snow-white skin. And, as if a change occurred during the inheritance process , she surpassed her mother in some way. The occasional sound of dripping water from downstairs seemed to pierce the quiet night, a coded signal to Shizuki, urging her to do something. Attachment: The Secret of the Class.txt

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